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"Asshole, despicable, shaless."
i Terumi was livid.
Kurama was threatening her with the entire Kirigakure!
i’s face was bruised and purple, a mask of fury and sha.
This matter had to stay buried, locked away from prying eyes.
If word got out that Kurama, a rogue ninja, had infiltrated Kirigakure—one of the five great ninja villages—stolen their tailed beast, and then strutted out like he owned the place, the sha would be unbearable.
The other villages would mock them relentlessly.
But Kurama wasn’t done. He had the gall to push further.
He wanted *her* to be his woman.
Could i Terumi agree to such a demand?
Hell no!
Was she the kind of woman to buckle under pressure?
Not in a million years.
And knowing Kurama’s playboy reputation, i could only imagine how many won he’d already chard across the ninja world.
In short, i would not yield.
"Ahem..."
Kurama placed a fist in front of his mouth, faking a cough.
"Woman, this isn’t the ti to think about yourself.
Aren’t you a ninja of Kirigakure?
Don’t you have a duty to protect your village?
Don’t you bear the responsibility to shield your people?
If not, why are you even a ninja, let alone Mizukage?"
His words hit like a kunai to the gut.
Kurama’s reminder made i freeze.
Behind her stood all of Kirigakure.
As a ninja of the Mist, as Mizukage, she had to carry that weight.
Kurama smirked, his grin dripping with mischief, the kind that scread, *You hate , but you can’t touch .*
"What do you even want?" i growled, her voice trembling with rage.
"It’s simple. If I want sothing—be it power, won, or anything else—I take it. No one else gets to have it. Not ever.
I’ll claim it, no matter the cost."
"Hmph, figures," i muttered.
In her eyes, Kurama was a man who’d burn the world to get what he wanted.
Despicable?
Shaless?
Among ninjas, those words ant nothing.
Didn’t shinobi always deceive and betray one another?
Those preaching justice and honor were fools, not true ninjas.
"So, be mine. I don’t mistreat my won."
Kurama raised an eyebrow, his smile infuriatingly smug.
"You think threatening will win over? Even if you get my body, my heart will never be yours."
It was i’s final act of defiance.
Against Kurama, she was powerless.
"Ha ha ha!"
Kurama’s laughter erupted, wild and unhinged.
i blinked, stunned.
"What’s so funny?"
He tilted her chin up with a single finger.
"That line—isn’t it hilarious?
I, Kurama , don’t chase just any woman. Don’t flatter yourself, i Terumi.
I want *you*.
Your heart? Who cares?"
Kurama laid his cards bare—he craved her body, nothing more.
All his talk was just smoke and mirrors.
What he could touch, hold, possess—that was real.
i’s expression darkened, her emotions a storm. This ti, she’d t a true demon.
What could she even say to him?
Nothing.
Kirigakure’s fate rested in his hands.
Kurama’s smirk widened.
"Ten seconds to decide.
10, 9, 8..."
"I agree!"
i gave in.
Her eyes burned into him, brimming with resentnt and fury.
She’d never forget this man.
"Good choice. Want to be Mizukage? I’ll back you up, make it happen.
And I can make Kirigakure stronger, too."
i’s fist slamd into Kurama’s chest.
He’d read her like an open scroll—infuriating.
Kurama just chuckled.
"Not bad."
If this saved Kirigakure, i could stomach it.
The next morning, the village woke to a miracle.
The massive Tailed Beast Bomb looming in the sky was gone.
The shadow over Kirigakure had lifted.
"Thank the heavens!"
"Long live Lady Terumi!"
"Long live Lady Terumi!"
Ninja and villagers alike cheered, their voices echoing through the mist.
Elder Genji wept with relief.
Kurama had kept his word.
"Well done, i," Genji said, his voice thick with emotion. "You’ve brought Kirigakure back to its misty glory."
i opened her eyes slowly, finding Kurama watching her with that damned smile.
"You bastard. Happy now?"
"h, it was alright. Wanna go again?"
i pinched him hard.
"Ow! That hurts! You’re breaking my heart, murdering your man!"
i rolled her eyes.
She’d t shaless n before, but Kurama was in a league of his own.
Her sharp eyes glinted as a new thought struck her. She softened, her voice turning sultry.
"Lord Kurama, how many lovers do you have?"
Her seductive gaze threw him off balance.
"Not many. I can count ’em on one hand.
You’re one of them, of course."
i’s mind hissed, *This bastard’s a total womanizer.*
But seeing Kirigakure free of that Tailed Beast Bomb’s shadow confird Kurama had held up his end.
And, damn it, his kiss could lt stone.
Worthy of a ninja with two kekkei genkai—Lava Release and Boil Release.
"How about I take out Elder Genji for you?"
With Genji gone, the Mizukage title would be i’s alone.
She’d once respected the old man.
Now, she despised him.
It was Genji who’d dumped the village’s burden on her shoulders.
As acting Mizukage, he’d strong-ard her into this ss.
To claim the title fully, to stop taking orders, Genji had to go.
If she couldn’t handle Kurama, she’d at least deal with Genji.
"Hmph, old fool, just you wait."
Kurama sensed the venom in i’s thoughts.
"No need. Leave the old man to ."
i’s fist crackled with heat.
She tried to rise, but her legs gave out, sending her crashing to the floor.
Lying down, she hadn’t noticed.
Now, her legs were numb, useless.
She shot Kurama a death glare.
"You bastard! This is your fault! What now?"
Kurama shrugged.
"What else? Rest for a day."
He *could* heal her, but why bother? Let this be her punishnt for pinching him so hard.
And those teeth marks on his shoulder? Savage.
"What a ferocious woman."
Kurama dressed and stood by the window, gazing at the fog-draped village.
i had no choice but to lie back and rest.
Staring at his silhouette, she hesitated, then spoke.
"Are you heading back to Konoha?"
"Yup."
"Will you co back to Kirigakure?"
Kurama’s grin turned wicked.
"What, already missing ? Did I steal your heart, too?"
"Hmph! I’m just worried you’ll stir up more trouble here."
Kurama lifted her chin again.
"Let’s be clear—am I troubling *you* or Kirigakure?"
i pinched him once more.
This ti, he didn’t flinch.
"Miss , and I might return."
With a *whoosh*, Kurama vanished.
i stared at the empty room, lost in thought.
A faint smile curved her lips.
"Tch, what a sleaze."
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