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WARNING: Depict a coercive sexual situation with explicit power dynamics
When Mei Terumī said she could serve him, Shin knew she had more to say.
He waited patiently for her to continue.
Mei Terumī then said, "But, my previous condition..."
"You must promise me to provide that batch of supplies for our Kirigakure resistance army."
This was her last bargaining chip.
She was using her body and freedom to exchange for the hope of survival for her companions.
In her opinion, this was perhaps the only transaction that could move a daimyo.
After all, to the Land of Fire's daimyo, those supplies were nothing.
And what he would gain was the complete obedience of a top female shinobi.
However...
Shin's expression turned strange after hearing her, and then he laughed.
It was an undisguised mockery.
"Have you still not understood the situation?"
Shin leaned back, settling onto the soft couch again, looking at her with an expression that suggested she was an idiot. "Do you think you are in any position to negotiate with me now?"
The contempt in his voice made Mei Terumī freeze instantly, her face turning ugly.
She bit her lip hard, saying unwillingly, "You..."
"Me what?"
Shin interrupted her, the smile fading from his face, replaced by a cold demeanor.
"Mei Terumī, I'll say this one last time."
"You are now my spoils of war."
"Spoils of war have no right to choose, and even less right to negotiate conditions."
"Your purpose is to please me, to make me happy."
"As for your companions, your so-called resistance army... what do their lives or deaths have to do with me?"
His cold words completely shattered Mei Terumī's illusions.
Yes.
Why should he agree to her terms?
In his eyes, she was nothing more than an overconfident plaything who had offered herself up.
Why should he listen to the requests of a plaything?
Despair flooded her heart.
She looked at the handsome yet cruel man before her, and hatred instantly surged in her eyes.
"Even if you get my body, you'll never get my heart!"
She almost screamed these words.
This was her last act of defiance.
She would use her spiritual indomitability to uphold her dignity.
However, the expected rage and embarrassment did not appear.
Quite the opposite.
The moment he heard those words, Shin froze.
His expression showed a momentary blankness.
Seeing his reaction, a morbid sense of satisfaction even rose in Mei Terumī's heart.
See, even if you can control my body, you cannot control my will!
You will ultimately... Just as she was thinking this...
"Pfft..."
Shin couldn't help but burst out laughing.
His laughter grew louder and more unrestrained.
"Haha... Hahahahahahaha!"
He laughed so hard he bent over, tears almost coming to his eyes, pointing at Mei Terumī, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.
"You... you... hahahaha..."
Mei Terumī was completely bewildered.
What was he laughing at?
Was that sentence really that funny?
Wasn't it the greatest insult to him?
She couldn't understand.
Shin laughed for a long time, his stomach cramping from laughter before he finally managed to stop.
He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, looking at the bewildered Mei Terumī with pity in his gaze.
Heaven knows.
In that instant, all that flashed through his mind were the classic clichés from those melodramatic TV shows of his previous life.
Things like 'you have my body, but you'll never have my heart'... or 'you devil, I won't forgive you even as a ghost'...
He thought such lines only existed in screenwriters' minds.
He never expected to hear a real-life version today.
And from the future Mizukage, Mei Terumī, no less.
This absurd sense of temporal dislocation made him completely unable to hold back.
He looked at Mei Terumī, shook his head, and said slowly, in a tone that suggested she was a bumpkin:
"Big sister."
"What do I need your heart for?"
"To make a cold salad? Or braised?"
"Your heart is filled with Kirigakure, your companions, and hatred for me... Do I need it to add to my troubles?"
Mei Terumī was stunned.
She felt her personality being crushed by him at that moment.
All her resistance... became a complete joke in the face of his lighthearted rhetorical question.
A massive sense of shame, a hundred times more intense than when she was exposed earlier, made her wish she could crawl into a crack in the ground.
Her body swayed, almost losing its balance.
Seeing her teetering, worldview-shattered appearance, the smile on Shin's face grew wider.
This proud Kirigakure flower was about to be completely broken by him.
"Either you let me go."
Mei Terumī's voice was tinged with a sob, "Or I'll die in front of you!"
A look of determination flashed in her eyes, and at some point, a kunai appeared in her hand, pressed firmly against her fair neck.
If he said no, she would not hesitate to pierce her own throat!
To defend her last shred of dignity with death!
"Oh?"
Shin raised an eyebrow, not only not stopping her but showing an interested expression, "Alright."
He even clapped his hands, his tone as casual as if he were encouraging her.
"Then die."
"Hurry up, let me see if the wilting of the Kirigakure flower is also beautiful."
"You..." Mei Terumī gritted her teeth.
Her hand, gripping the kunai, hung in mid-air, caught between advancing and retreating.
Was he not afraid that she would actually die here?
"What? Can't bring yourself to do it?" The mockery on Shin's face disappeared, his smile gradually turning cold, "That's right, after all, once you're dead, everything is gone."
He walked in front of her, meeting her gaze, his eyes full of chill.
"But let me warn you."
"If you die here, I will announce tomorrow that a shinobi from Kirigakure attempted an assassination and was killed on the spot."
He paused, then leaned into her ear and whispered, "Do you think I won't send the list of your companions to your Mizukage?"
"You!!!"
Mei Terumī's pupils instantly constricted, a chill shooting straight to her head!
These words held all her resolve captive.
She could die.
But she couldn't implicate those who trusted and followed her!
"You... you demon..."
Her lips trembled, as if all her strength had left her.
Clang!
The kunai she held tightly in her hand dropped weakly, making a dull thud.
That sound also shattered her last will to resist.
She completely softened, like a broken flower, collapsing weakly to the ground beside Shin's leg.
It was over.
Everything was over.
She looked at the man before her and finally broke down.
Tears streamed from her eyes.
"What... what exactly do you want..."
She sobbed, asking in despair.
Shin looked down at Mei Terumī, seeing her tear-streaked, pitiful appearance, without a trace of pity in his heart.
He reached out, hooked a strand of her beautiful hair, and sniffed it; a delicate fragrance filled his nostrils, "I told you, that question shouldn't be asked of me."
Then he pinched Mei Terumī's face, looking into her tear-soaked, desperate emerald eyes, the smile on his lips no longer suppressible.
"You should ask yourself."
"What can you... give me?"
"However..."
His gaze slowly moved downwards, brazenly tracing her exquisite curves.
He said meaningfully, "Right now... I'm very hot-blooded!"
A pair of large hands pressed against her head.