What's wrong with having a large harem if you're the emperor of the ninja world?

That gaze seemed to have a tangible weight.

It made her skin feel hot.

After finally managing to untie the belt, the outer garment came loose.

She bit her lower lip.

He stiffly tried to take off his clothes.

It revealed a black mesh ninja shirt underneath and her already undulating, full curves.

Throughout the entire process, she kept her head down, not daring to look at Di Yan's expression.

Her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

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The noise outside the izakaya became unusually clear at this moment.

Every laugh, every toast, seemed to amplify in her ears, tormenting her taut nerves.

She could almost foresee what would happen next.

And the reactions that one might be unable to control...

Just as she was half-undressed, so embarrassed she was practically fuming.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a sudden knock on the door of the private room, and Xi Yan's enthusiastic voice came from outside:

"Your Majesty, the grilled fish and specialty side dishes are ready. Shall we bring them in now?"

Hongdou's movements froze instantly.

He felt as if he had been frozen in place, his blood seemingly congealed.

Just like when she saw Yugao die.

She also didn't want Xiyan to see her shameful side.

She was in an extremely awkward position, caught between a rock and a hard place.

She could only look at Di Yan with a panicked expression.

Silently asking what to do.

Seeing her so terrified she was about to lose her mind, Di Yan's impatience lessened somewhat.

They seemed to find it quite interesting.

He didn't immediately respond to Uzuki Yugao outside the door, but instead leisurely enjoyed watching Anko's embarrassed state.

... . ...

After a while.

Di Yan slowly opened his mouth, his voice calm and steady, and said to the door:

"Just leave it by the door for now."

"Eh? Yes, Your Majesty."

Xi Yan stopped speaking, but seemed to be right at the door.

The area outside the door fell silent again.

Inside the private room, however, the atmosphere was even more eerie.

Hongdou was frozen in place, unsure whether to take it off or put it on.

Her face was flushed and pale, and she was on the verge of tears.

Di Yan looked at her and suddenly chuckled, breaking the suffocating silence.

"It seems... we're always being disturbed."

His tone was ambiguous; it was impossible to tell whether it was regret or something else.

He waved to Hongdou, "Come here."

Red Bean braced herself and approached Di Yan.

Di Yan's gaze seemed tangible, sending shivers down her spine.

She dared not look at Di Yan's expression.

Or perhaps she's afraid to face it.

Red Bean closed her eyes, revealing an expression that said, "Please pick me."

Only the thumping of her heart echoed in her ears.

But after waiting for a long time, nothing happened.

"What? Is he unhappy with his physique?"

Red Bean couldn't help but start to let her mind wander.

She cautiously opened her eyes.

Di Yan was just staring at her shoulder.

There seems to be something there.

Hongdou seemed to realize something, and her expression changed drastically.

There's a scar there, from Orochimaru biting me during the Chunin Exams.

She suddenly felt a little inferior and subconsciously covered herself with her hand.

Di Yan found her actions amusing.

You don't cover your chest and private parts, but what are you going to do to hide the scar on your shoulder?

Di Yan glanced at her and said, "Take your hand away!"

Red Bean bit her lip and had no choice but to do as she was told.

Di Yan raised his hand.

His fingers, slightly cool to the touch, pressed precisely on the dark, old scar.

That wasn't a simple caress; it was more like an exploration.

A faint chakra fluctuation emanated from his fingertips, subtly sensing the anomaly hidden beneath the scar.

Red Bean's body tensed up even more.

That scar represents a past she doesn't want to revisit.

Being touched and scrutinized so directly by Di Yan at this moment made her feel an indescribable sense of shame and unease.

It was as if the most shameful secret had been exposed to the light of day.

……Spoon.

92. Extract the soul fragment from Orochimaru; Anko lies down.

"His Majesty?"

Hongdou's voice trembled slightly.

I don't understand why Di Yan is so focused on this scar.

Di Yan did not answer.

His eyes became somewhat profound.

The chakra perception at my fingertips became clearer.

Sure enough, beneath this seemingly calm scar...

It conceals a cold, viscous, and malevolent residual energy.

Like a venomous snake lying in wait.

It is deeply intertwined with the chakra and even the soul of the red bean.

This is more than just a mark.

It's also a coordinate system, a container.

even……

It might be a backdoor.

Orochimaru's methods are truly persistent.

Di Yan finally spoke, his voice revealing neither joy nor anger.

But this made Hongdou feel a chill for no apparent reason.

Orochimaru's methods?

Hongdou looked completely bewildered and didn't understand.

Di Yan withdrew his hand and looked at Hongdou, whose skin was flushed with nervousness and shame.

Her body is indeed beautiful and alluring.

But this cursed seal exists.

It's like a mark being engraved on a perfect work of art.

This made Di Yan, who was pursuing absolute control over "613", feel slightly displeased.

The originally enchanting atmosphere vanished completely due to the appearance of this cursed seal.

Di Yan's interest seemed to have shifted.

He curled his fingers.

He gently rubbed the incantation mark again with his knuckles.

Hongdou's shoulders are very strong, not the kind of soft, flabby muscles.

It's not a type of muscle, but rather a firm, toned muscle.

It feels great to the touch, very satisfying.

Di Yan sensed the faint yet tenacious alien energy beneath the curse mark.

"interesting."

A playful smile curved his lips. "This is quite an unexpected discovery."

Hongdou's heart was in turmoil.

She had absolutely no idea what Di Yan was thinking.

Does His Majesty find her dirty because of this scar?

still is……

Just when she was thinking wildly.

Di Yan's tone returned to its previous imperative form:

"Don't be afraid of the pain later."

pain?

Hongdou was taken aback.

He looked at Di Yan with some disbelief.

So, it really is going to be here?

But Your Majesty, there isn't even a bed here.