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Inside the bedchamber, a warm fragrance wafted.
Unlike the study's tranquil sandalwood, the incense here carried a sweet, cloying floral and fruity scent, easily stirring one's most primal desires.
Shizumi, or rather, Mei Terumi, had already bathed and changed.
She wore a nearly transparent, lotus-root-colored silk gown, her hair like a waterfall, damp and spread over her fragrant shoulders.
Droplets of water slid down her fair skin, disappearing into the unfathomable depths of her cleavage.
She knelt before a low couch, a pot of wine warming on a small table in front of her.
Tonight, she was that pot of wine, waiting to be savored.
Though she had rehearsed it countless times in her mind, when footsteps sounded outside the door, her heart rate quickened uncontrollably.
There was both the humiliation of her impending sacrifice and the anticipation of her plan's success.
Creak!
The chamber door was pushed open.
Shin appeared at the doorway, dressed in loose casual clothes, which lent him less authority and more nonchalance.
In Mei Terumi's expectation, the daimyo should have been eager to be intimate with her.
But he wasn't.
Shin merely glanced at her casually, then walked straight to the soft couch, lay down, and let out a comfortable sigh.
It was as if she, a peerless beauty, was less appealing than a comfortable couch.
Mei Terumi's heart tightened.
This was not the script she had envisioned.
The seductive charm she had deliberately displayed today was meant to ignite the man's possessive desire.
But his reaction was incredibly indifferent.
"Come here, pour the wine!" Shin spoke, his voice carrying a hint of laziness.
Mei Terumi suppressed her doubts, responded softly, and gracefully rose.
She stepped barefoot onto the carpet, walking over step by step.
With each step, the scene beneath her skirt was faintly visible, her straight, slender jade-like legs gleaming alluringly in the dim lamplight.
She reached the couch and picked up the wine pot to pour.
As she bent, the loose neckline naturally slipped, revealing her snowy white chest without reservation.
Any normal man should have reacted at this moment.
Shin picked up the wine cup, his gaze lingering for a moment on her delicate collarbone, then he drank it all in one gulp.
"Nice dance," Shin said indifferently, his expression very calm.
Mei Terumi's heart sank a little further.
This daimyo was too calm, completely lacking the eagerness of ordinary nobles.
But the play had begun. She could only grit her teeth and continue.
Her beautiful face blossomed into an even more alluring smile, and she gracefully knelt beside Shin's leg, exhaling a breath like orchids.
"To receive such praise from you is my good fortune."
She picked up the wine pot and poured again.
Her finger inadvertently brushed against Shin's hand.
Warm, soft, with a hint of coolness.
Shin finally reacted, taking the opportunity to grasp her mischievous hand.
Mei Terumi's heart rejoiced!
Sure enough, he had been faking it just now.
With her hand caught, Mei Terumi let out a soft gasp and leaned her soft, boneless body against him, half of her body pressing against Shin's.
"My lord..." Her voice grew even more enchanting, with a captivating tremor.
Shin looked down at her.
This face was indeed stunning.
Her eyes were like silken threads, her nose delicate, her lips like cherries, and her skin so fair it seemed it could break with a touch.
Especially those eyes, they held a hook.
"Are you very nervous?" Shin's hand gently traced her smooth back, feeling the muscles tense for a moment.
Mei Terumi stiffened slightly and said softly, "It's my first time serving you, so my heart is naturally... both respectful and fearful."
She lowered her gaze, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, perfectly concealing the panic in her heart.
"Is that so?" Shin smiled, and his other hand lifted her chin. "A beauty like you must have many secrets in your heart, wouldn't you?"
Boom!
Mei Terumi's mind buzzed.
He saw through her?
No!
It must be a test!
Instantly, Mei Terumi's eyes reddened, and tears welled up.
"My lord... why do you say that?"
"I... I just want to serve you well. If there's anything I've done poorly, please punish me..."
Her pitiful expression would evoke sympathy in any man who saw it.
Watching Mei Terumi's superb acting, Shin secretly chuckled.
As expected of the future Mizukage, her mental fortitude was truly excellent.
"Hahahahaha..." Shin suddenly burst into laughter, pulling her whole body into his embrace.
Warm, soft jade, a fragrant embrace.
"Why would I punish you? You haven't done anything wrong!" He lowered his head, his lips almost touching her earlobe, his warm breath caressing her neck.
"A beauty like you, I cherish you too much to punish you, how could I?"
A strong masculine scent enveloped her, and her emotions were already stirred.
Mei Terumi's body instantly softened.
Half of it was acting, half was real.
The time was almost right.
She suppressed the shame in her heart, extended her lotus-like arms, wrapped them around Shin's neck, and actively offered her red lips.
Shin did not refuse, enjoying this gift from the flower of Kirigakure.
Amidst the clash of lips and teeth, Mei Terumi's chakra surged silently.
Genjutsu: Voice of the Sea of Desire!
This technique does not harm people or forcefully control their minds, but rather amplifies their inner desires, ultimately causing them to fall into depravity and become subservient to the caster.
It was enough to deal with a pampered daimyo!
She felt her chakra successfully invade his mind.
There was no resistance!
Shin's eyes, in that instant, became hazy.
His gaze at her was filled with infatuation and doting.
It worked!
Mei Terumi's heart pounded with wild joy.
She suppressed the urge to pull away, deepening the kiss to solidify the genjutsu.
After a long while, their lips parted.
A silvery thread broke between them.
"My lord..." Mei Terumi's eyes were hazy with desire, and she panted softly.
"Hmm?" Shin's voice was filled with the desire of arousal.
"I... have an impolite request..."
"Speak," Shin stroked her long hair, his tone doting. "Whatever you want, I will give it to you."
Mei Terumi suppressed her excitement and took out a pre-prepared scroll from her sleeve.
She unrolled the scroll, her voice filled with uncontrollable excitement and deliberately feigned shyness.
"I have a distant relative who wants to start a small business in the Land of Fire and has recently encountered some difficulties, needing a batch of supplies for turnover..."
"My lord, you are busy with myriad affairs, and I shouldn't bother you with such a small matter, but..."
Before she could finish speaking, Shin snatched the scroll.
"A small matter."
Then he unrolled the scroll and casually picked up the vermilion brush beside him.
Glancing at the items listed on it, Shin sneered inwardly.
Weapons, food... quite an appetite.
This batch of supplies was enough to arm a team of over a thousand people.
Mei Terumi held her breath, her heart nearly leaping out of her chest.
Her eyes were fixed on the vermilion brush that was about to descend.
As long as he signed his name and stamped the great seal... Kirigakure... would be saved!
Shin's wrist moved slightly, the brush tip fully soaked in cinnabar.
It was about to fall.
Just then, Shin's movement stopped.
His ear twitched almost imperceptibly.
Hmm?
Mei Terumi's heart instantly jumped to her throat.
Why did he stop?
She quickly looked up, only to see that his eyes still held that hazy look, dominated by lust and genjutsu.
The genjutsu was still active!
Then why did he stop?
Shin's head tilted very slightly, his gaze directed toward a tightly closed window in the chamber.
Mei Terumi followed his gaze.
The carved window was tightly shut, the paper intact, showing no abnormalities.
An ominous premonition rose in her heart.
Just as she was about to speak again to guide him with words...
"How annoying!" Shin suddenly sneered.
He turned his head to look back at Mei Terumi in his arms.
His eyes were still hazy.
But the words he spoke sent Mei Terumi plummeting into an icy abyss.
"My beauty, wait a moment!"
"Let me deal with a little mouse that's eavesdropping first."