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

They actually managed to suppress Xiao Li's offensive.

With a sharp cry, Haruno Sakura gathered her superhuman strength into her fist and slammed it into the ground.

They attempted to create vibrations and cracks to disrupt the enemy.

However, her fist had not yet fully landed.

Uchiha Izumi's figure appeared beside her as if by teleportation, and a cold kunai was already pressed against her neck.

His other hand gripped her wrist, which was gathering chakra, like an iron clamp.

"Don't move."

Izumi's voice was devoid of any emotion, and the powerful chakra suppression rendered Sakura Haruno unable to move instantly, cold sweat beading on her forehead.

Her pride in her strength paled in comparison to the absolute speed and precise subjugation techniques.

He was subdued in just one move.

He waved a huge scroll every day, and countless ninja tools shot out like a torrential rain.

However, the black-clad ninjas either evaded them with skillful footwork or parried them precisely with their weapons.

It is completely incapable of causing effective damage.

She was quickly approached, disarmed, and subdued.

The battle was almost a one-sided massacre.

These black-clad ninjas are individually extremely powerful.

What's even more terrifying is their perfect teamwork and precise timing in battle.

They were far superior to young ninjas like Neji who were not yet fully developed.

As for Kurenai, Ino, and Hinata, the three of them stood there, their faces pale, not daring to make any move.

They knew better than anyone how terrifying these black-clad ninjas were.

They also understood better what the consequences would be for resisting Di Yan at this moment.

They could only watch helplessly as their students and companions were quickly subdued one by one.

My heart was filled with a sense of powerlessness and immense guilt.

Soon, Neji was struck in a pressure point by Tekka, causing his chakra flow to stagnate instantly, and his hands were tied behind his back.

Xiao Li was also knocked to the ground and tightly bound.

Tenten and Sakura were also captured one after another.

Tie Huo coldly directed his men to push all the newly captured "prisoners" into a corner of the room.

They were tied to Asuma, Shikamaru, Choji, and Kiba, who were already imprisoned there.

Asma's mouth was gagged, so he could only make muffled sounds.

His eyes were bloodshot and filled with anger.

They could only watch helplessly as the students also fell into the trap while trying to rescue them.

Shikamaru frowned, his mind racing, but he couldn't find any way to break the deadlock.

And just then.

Uchiha Izumi looked at Haruno Sakura and Tenten, who had been subdued.

She seemed to receive some kind of silent command and nodded slightly to the black-clad female ninja escorting them.

The two female ninjas in black understood each other.

They immediately forcibly removed the struggling Sakura Haruno and Tenten from the room.

Walk towards the other end of the corridor.

"Sakura! Tenten! Where are you taking them?"

Xiao Li shouted excitedly, but was roughly held down by the black-clad ninja behind him.

Quan didn't answer, nor did he even glance at the others.

He simply followed silently and left.

The room fell silent for a moment.

All that remained were heavy breathing and an atmosphere of despair.

Di Yan then slowly turned his gaze to Kurenai, Ino, and Hinata, who were almost huddled together.

His eyes were calm and expressionless, yet they carried a suffocating sense of oppression.

“I hope,” he began, his voice low but clear enough to reach the three women’s ears, causing them to tremble involuntarily, “that this is the last time.”

"Remember your position and your identity, remember your 'commitment.' If you have any further ulterior motives..."

He didn't finish his words.

But the lingering threat was like a cold, venomous snake.

It entangled the hearts of the three women.

It made them feel a bone-chilling cold.

After saying that, Di Yan ignored their pale faces and frightened eyes.

Turning around, he followed the direction Uchiha Izumi had left in and walked out of the room at a leisurely pace.

She lowered the heavy inner gate again.

He locked all his anger, resentment, and despair behind him.

He headed towards the room that had been "specially decorated" for Sakura Haruno and Tenten.

Tomorrow is the important day that Danzo and Konoha made.

Looks like I can relax tonight.

...

60 days of special treatment for Haruno Sakura, including whipping.

Under the dim lighting, the air was filled with a misty haze.

Interspersed with the girl's panicked, ashamed, and angry sobs, and the sound of water being stirred as she struggled.

Di Yan pushed open the specially decorated door.

The warm, humid air inside carried a sweet fragrance.

The scene that comes into view.

He certainly did not disappoint his "expectations".

A huge wooden bathtub was placed in the center of the room.

The rising steam blurred part of the vision, but added a touch of hazy allure.

Sakura Haruno and Tenten are being forcibly held down in the bathtub.

Several female ninjas dressed in black bodysuits with cold expressions are carrying out the "cleansing" mission without any mercy.

"Let me go! You bastards! Don't touch me!"

Sakura Haruno's voice was choked with sobs, but even more so with anger and humiliation.

She struggled desperately, her wet pink hair clinging to her cheeks and neck.

Its green eyes almost seemed to be spitting fire.

But the female ninja who was suppressing her possessed immense power.

It easily neutralized her resistance.

"Ugh... Take your hand away... No..."

The daily protests only amplified their helplessness and panic.

Her small face looked even paler after her black hair got wet.

She tried to curl up to avoid the relentless scrubbing.

But they had no way to escape.

Amidst the splashing water.

The girl's fair skin turned a lovely pink from struggling and being soaked in hot water.

Water droplets rolled down her smooth shoulders, neck, and back.

The ninja outfit he was originally wearing had long been discarded to the side.

580 At this moment, they were completely naked.

All the secrets and naivety were exposed.

When Di Yan's figure appeared at the door.

The two men's struggle paused for a second.

An even greater panic then erupted.

"what……"

Tian Tian cried out in surprise and suddenly tried to sink into the water.

However, the female ninja behind him easily lifted him up, exposing even more of the scenery to the air.

Sakura Haruno also instinctively curled up and covered her chest with her arms.

Her face was so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

She glared at Di Yan, her face a mixture of shame and indignation.

The previous anger seemed to be temporarily suppressed by this sudden, naked embarrassment.

"What are you looking at! Turn around!"

Haruno roared fiercely, but his voice trembled noticeably.

However, the female ninjas in black clearly didn't care about their sense of shame.

Under Izumi Uchiha's indifferent gaze, they continued with their work.

Like cleaning delicate utensils.

Use a soft towel to apply the floral-scented bath gel.

They meticulously, even harshly, wiped every inch of the girl's skin.

Including those hidden corners, showing no mercy.

Di Yan leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, looking quite relaxed.

His gaze swept back and forth between the two youthful and beautiful bodies without any attempt to hide it.

It carries a sense of appreciation and playfulness.

As he observed.

At this time, both Sakura Haruno and Tenten were still in their early, inexperienced stages.

She has a slender and delicate figure, far from the full-figured and mature figure in the future "Boruto".

Sakura Haruno, despite her toned and firm physique due to years of training, is beginning to show her curves.

But overall, she still retains the naivety of a young girl.

Tian Tian, ​​on the other hand, was even thinner, with long limbs and a waist so slender it could be grasped in one hand.

The curves in front of her body were indeed as Di Yan had described, "A-cup," youthful and immature.