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

A warm, unsettling fragrance filled the air.

With the seemingly skilled but subtly emotional "assistance" of Ino and Tenten.

Uzuki Yugao felt as if she were going to her death.

Trembling, she fulfilled her true duty as a "personal bodyguard".

The process was far more...unbearable than she had imagined.

Di Yan's strength and aggression were like a raging storm.

In an instant, it shattered her small boat, which she thought was fairly sturdy.

Her endurance and willpower as an elite member of the secret service.

In this context, it appears so ridiculous and vulnerable.

Tears of shame streamed down my face uncontrollably.

The broken sobs and pleas for mercy sounded unfamiliar and desperate even to herself.

She finally understood firsthand why something is as resilient as a red bean.

They will also end up in that miserable state.

Her performance...

It was even more disheveled than Hongdou.

However, what shocked her even more and made her feel ashamed was...

In contrast to her wretchedness.

Ino and Tenten, who were also somewhat disheveled, were clearly much more composed than her.

They seemed to be better able to adapt to Di Yan's rhythm.

Even at times, they can provide awkward yet effective responses.

His resilience is indeed far superior to hers.

This stark contrast.

It was like a slap in the face to her pride.

Di Yan seemed to notice Xi Yan's shocked and indignant gaze, and even had time to chuckle softly.

Rough fingers patted her burning cheek with a hint of mockery, his voice hoarse and possessive:

"Don't rush, Xiyan. They also trained gradually...~"

“In the future, you will become just as ‘strong’ as them.”

"after……"

"Just as strong..."

These few words caused Uzuki Yugao to suffer an instant "social death".

I wish I could faint on the spot.

She especially realized that Ino and Tenten were her juniors in terms of seniority.

But at this moment, he has become a "role model" that she needs to learn from and catch up with.

An extremely complex and indescribable emotion welled up in my heart.

It's a huge shame, a fierce competitive spirit that refuses to fall behind...

Or is it some kind of twisted impulse to prove oneself?

Maybe both.

Driven by this chaotic emotion.

When Ino or Tenten try a slightly awkward but obviously more pleasing gesture to Teiyan.

Uzuki Yugao gritted her teeth, enduring immense shame and physical discomfort.

Even so, it trembled and clumsily tried to imitate and follow.

She didn't want to be outdone.

Especially in things like this!

But she clearly overestimated her current state.

They also underestimated Di Yan's... needs.

Her defiant and futile attempts not only failed to achieve the desired results.

Instead, they are like moths drawn to a flame.

This further fueled Di Yan's interest.

This also brought an even fiercer storm upon himself.

"Waaah...no...wait..."

She soon ran out of energy to even imitate it.

They can only passively endure it.

Consciousness repeatedly rises and falls between the vortex of pleasure and the edge of pain.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of Ino and Tenten, who were filled with a mixture of sympathy and helplessness, the situation ended.

Uzuki Yugao's sobs gradually faded away.

Her eyelashes trembled violently a few times, and her body suddenly went limp.

He collapsed from exhaustion and fainted.

His pale face still bore traces of wet tears and signs of extreme exhaustion.

For a moment, only Di Yan's slightly heavy breathing could be heard in the palace.

And Ino and Tenten's cautious whispers.

Di Yan looked at Xi Yan, who had completely lost consciousness.

Looking at her pitiful yet touching appearance after being completely broken.

Far from being displeased.

Instead, it raised a satisfied smile.

Highly competitive?

That's a good thing.

This means, next time.

She has more room for "improvement".

Taming such a proud and resilient red horse.

The process will obviously be much more interesting.

He gestured to Ino and Tenten.

The two men hurried forward.

He carefully took the unconscious Xiyan and began to clean her up.

Meanwhile, Di Yan's mind was already completely absorbed in the system.

[Ding! You have completed an interaction with Uzuki Yugao and acquired the Konoha-ryu swordsmanship!]

Di Yan carefully sensed the aftermath of his deep "exchange" with Uzuki Yugao.

Subtle fluctuations transmitted from the body's internal systems.

A stream of unfamiliar information flowed into his consciousness like a stream.

It is neither a massive amount of chakra nor a forbidden technique capable of destroying the world.

Rather, it is an extremely sophisticated and meticulously refined killing technique.

Konoha-ryu swordsmanship.

Technique names, power generation techniques, footwork coordination, and the instantaneous flow of chakra on the blade...

A whole host of details came in quick succession.

It was etched vividly into the depths of his memory.

It was as if he had been practicing diligently for decades.

Di Yan slowly opened his eyes, a hint of understanding flashing in them.

This sword technique is indeed not earth-shattering.

The most powerful ninjutsu is far more destructive than it.

But it is extremely practical.

Especially in close combat and encounters in confined spaces.

It can be described as the pinnacle of murderous art.

Concise, efficient, deadly...

"As expected..."

Di Yan muttered to himself, confirming his suspicions.

Uzuki Yugao is one of the inheritors of the Konoha-ryu swordsmanship.

She has been carrying out covert missions for many years.

What it can bring him.

These are the practical skills and experiences honed through life and death.

This is not a simple copy.

It's more like an absorption and integration of the origin.

The system appears to be able to connect through this most basic connection.

He can transform the achievements of others' spiritual practice, and even some of their innate talents, into his own foundation.

"It seems that each 'helper' can bring different aspects of complementation."

Di Yan's lips curled into a meaningful smile.

This is the path of becoming stronger through conquest.

It suited his taste perfectly.

With a slight thought, he pointed his fingers like a sword.

It casually traces a line in the air.

His movements were fluid and precise, carrying a chilling sharpness.

It was as if an invisible sword had sliced ​​through the air.

Although no chakra was used.

But the posture and the way the force was exerted already carried the unique charm of Konoha-ryu swordsmanship.

"good."

Di Yan nodded in satisfaction.

This kind of improvement doesn't immediately increase combat power by much.