Chapter 6: Toying with Kurenai
Yuhi Kurenai had just entered the first meeting, and before she could say a few words, she was hit in the face with a hot dog meal by a couple of “lovers entwined like silk”.
She glanced and saw Hinata leaning lightly on Naruto’s shoulder, her lips pursed in embarrassment, but her eyes were still full of adoration. The blond guy’s hand was calmly placed on her waist, occasionally squeezing it lightly like he was petting a pet.
Kurenai’s eyes twitched slightly.
Beside him, Shino bowed his head silently, but inside his mind was screaming like a hurricane.
Oh my god… eating dog food again… all day… every day like this, I’ll probably hit my head on a hornet’s nest and die…
His face was still wearing black glasses, expressionless, but he raised his hand to stroke his forehead, his mouth mumbled:
“If only bugs could turn into beautiful women… then I… could hug one like that…”
Kurenai cleared her throat, drawing everyone’s attention back.
“Ahem. First of all—let me introduce myself so I can get to know everyone. I’m Yuhi Kurenai, elite Jounin, specializing in illusions, traps, and formation tactics. Hobbies include cakes… not barbecue. Okay, your turn.”
Naruto was the first to step forward, hands on hips, grinning.
“I am Uzumaki Naruto! Specialized in taijutsu! Only wish: to collect beauties from all over the world!”
As soon as the words left his mouth, the whole atmosphere seemed to stop for a moment.
Hinata sat beside him, blushing all the way to her neck, her hands wringing together as if she wanted to hide under the ground, her white thighs unconsciously closing tightly as a reflex when she remembered the times she was “collected” under him.
Kurenai’s eyes widened, her mouth slightly opened, her face stiffened:
“What…?”
The world’s beauty?
Is this kid serious or joking?
Kurenai originally thought this was a student who aspired to become Hokage, training hard for his ideal…
Who would have thought that as soon as he opened his mouth he would say “recruiting a harem”?
Shino in the back couldn’t stand it anymore and muttered:
“Huh? Then where is that dream of becoming Hokage? You always said that being Hokage is the highest ideal, right? Oh my…”
Naruto turned back, chuckled, and winked:
“The dream remains the same, but being Hokage also needs a beauty by his side to be worthy!”
This sentence made Hinata’s face even redder, she couldn’t help but bury her head down.
Her turn.
“I… Hyuga Hinata… specialize in physical jutsu… my wish is… is…” – she mumbled, then lowered her head as small as a mosquito:
“…to be with the person I love…forever…hic~…”
Kurenai sighed inwardly.
Bitten a dog bun…
“If you don’t say it, I can guess what you’re going to say…”
It was Shino’s turn, he said loudly:
“Aburame Shino. Hobbies include raising bugs. Hates being bothered. Loves quiet and peace.”
Simple, concise, no room for nitpicking.
No room for any affection like those two clinging to each other.
Kurenai rubbed her forehead, frowning slightly.
Oh no!
One of them practiced insects—a clan-specific technique that she couldn’t interfere with.
The other two specialized in physical arts—and she was a magician who specialized in psychological warfare.
She sighed.
“It would have been better if I switched this group with Asuma…”
But if you accept, you have to train.
Kurenai had to adjust her attitude and smiled:
“Okay, then let’s start with a small test to see your current strength. All three of you go forward. I want to see your speed, reaction, and basic coordination.”
Naruto’s lips curled slightly, his eyes flashing with excitement.
The muscles under his shirt flexed slightly.
He clenched his fists, feeling the 130 tons of energy simmering, waiting to be released…
Well… let’s see… how Miss Kurenai reacts when she sees her “student” performing…
…
The group had just gotten into position and hadn’t even had time to stabilize their breathing when Kurenai gave the order. Only a whistling sound was heard as Naruto’s figure suddenly disappeared right before their eyes.
Kurenai was startled.
He… is no longer a student.
In an instant, a suffocating gust of air blew against her back. Kurenai turned around reflexively—but it was too late.
A large, warm, yet pressured hand gently rested on her soft waist, passing by like smoke but leaving behind a lingering feeling like a slight electric shock. Her eyes widened, her entire body froze for half a second — and in just that half a second, Naruto had disappeared like a gust of wind.
“You…” Kurenai bit her lip, before she could say anything, that hand once again — smack — placed itself on the plump buttock hidden under the tight ninja fabric, squeezing it lightly, not hard but causing her entire body to stiffen as if her pressure points were hit.
“It feels… so elastic…” – his voice echoed behind her, low like a devil’s whisper.
Kurenai immediately teleported — using the body-shifting technique as if on reflex, she jumped away from the danger zone. Her heart was pounding. Her fingertips were trembling slightly. Her entire body… was covered in sweat.
“This… is the academy student’s martial art?”
She had seen Might Guy’s speed when opening the gate, but Naruto didn’t open any forbidden techniques — the speed, the pressure, even that light touch… all made her feel like she was being pressed down like prey.
Not an illusion. Can’t be a mistake.
She lowered her head and looked at her body—where her small waist had just been grabbed, where her round buttocks had just been caressed as if possessing it. A layer of heat still lingered, as if his hand had not yet withdrawn.
“This brat… is not only fast… but also very bold!”
But what confused her most was not the action… but her own body’s reaction.
Her waist, where it had been touched — suddenly had goosebumps. Her heart was beating abnormally fast. Between her legs… her secret valley suddenly felt moist.
“Bastard…” – she gritted her teeth, her eyes were cold, but her heart was confused, as if someone had just seen through her.
In the distance, Naruto leisurely stood up straight, his hands still in his pockets, his eyes sparkling with an evil glint. He did not bow his head in apology, nor pretend to be shy, but only smiled faintly:
“Sorry, teacher… I just wanted to test the reactions of a Jounin. It seems like… you need more training.”
That smile, that tone of voice — as if joking, provocative, contemptuous… and also as if specifically pointing out her body that was in sight.
Hinata stood beside him, her hands clasped together, her eyes filled with panic.
Shino turned his face away, muttering to himself, “This is no longer a ‘training reaction’… this is physical play…”
Kurenai clenched her fists, trying to stay calm. But her eyes quietly glanced at Naruto—his body was firm, his biceps were sinewy, his chest was broad and his shoulders were broad, his body odor was light but extremely stimulating. Every time he moved, his ninja pants stretched slightly between his legs—it was clearly an object that couldn’t be ignored… throbbing slightly.
She quickly turned away.
Can’t let him see me blush. Can’t let myself be led astray.
“Yuhi Kurenai,” she whispered to herself, “you are a Jounin. You cannot be led around by a mere touch by a student… even if it is a touch that makes your waist tingle as if it has been electrocuted…”
But she knew — her mind was beginning to waver.
He… is not an ordinary student.
Naruto’s lips curled slightly, his eyes narrowed, glinting with evil. He took a step forward, his low laughter resounding like the night wind passing through the mountain crevices:
“Not going up? Teacher Kurenai… are you embarrassed?”
He tilted his head slightly, his eyes sweeping over her perky buttocks like a hunter licking his lips before his prey could run away.
“Then… I’ll continue. Hehe…”
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly exploded. Naruto’s entire body seemed to transform into a black wind that swept across the ground. His speed was no longer at the level of a graduate student, but far beyond… even comparable to Might Guy’s taijutsu.
Kurenai just shivered, immediately forming hand seals.
“Magic: Mind Disturbance!”
A series of blurry images surrounded her, chakra waves spread out like a red mist rolling through the air. Her crimson eyes lit up, tightly locking onto his aura.
But… useless.
That illusion, even though he was a famous Jounin, when facing a body strengthened with over a hundred tons of energy, the dragon pillar that had plowed Hinata’s womb countless times, was like dust before a flood.
In Naruto’s eyes, the world shook slightly — like a flashing light — but less than 0.1 seconds later, his mind was clear again.
“Illusion? How cute…” – he muttered in his mind – “My current physique is no different from a tailed beast. This flickering thing… unless it’s the Mangekyou Sharingan, it’s just a dream.”
“Ah, but… if I continue dual training with Hinata in a few months, even if the Rinnegan and Sharingan are combined, they will just be paper talismans. Hehe…”
In just one breath, he appeared behind her, without a sound, without a sign. His two toned arms reached out, gently but domineeringly, hugging Kurenai’s slender waist like a premium dessert.
Her body shook slightly.
Her small waist was completely enveloped, the pressure from the steel-like arm transmitted to her back made her feel like she was being tied up, her whole body stiff. A masculine scent rushed into her nose, her cheeks flushed slightly, her chest heaved, her heart beating chaotically.
Kurenai… stood frozen.
Her mind was now drawn into a vortex. The hug was not painful, not strong, but there was something too real, too… proactive. The man’s body behind her was as hot as fire, his breath on the back of her neck made her feel like her strength was being drained, her knees went weak.
“Naruto…” – she muttered softly, not knowing how to react.
In another corner, Hinata stood still with her arms crossed, her white eyes wide open. Her face was red, her ears were pink, her voice was as small as a mosquito’s:
“Na… Naruto-kun… don’t be like that… Miss Kurenai is afraid… she won’t like it~…”
But her voice was like pouring fuel on the fire. Naruto’s sleeping dragon pillar jerked slightly inside, longing to be thrust deeper once more into another womb, wetter, more mature, more discreet yet more powerful.
Shino’s mouth twitched, his eyes behind his black glasses filled with terror. He swallowed, not daring to make a sound.
“Naruto… what the hell did his strength increase to after summer vacation… That speed, those reflexes… that strength… is he real? Please… someone tell me… what kind of mutation is this?”
Naruto still did not let go of Kurenai’s waist, instead he slightly lowered his head, leaned close to her ear, and whispered like lovers in a spring night:
“Teacher… your waist is really soft. No wonder you wear such tight clothes… can’t you stand it?”
Kurenai’s whole body shivered slightly. Her ears were red, her eyes wavering.
That gaze — was that of a woman wavering, trembling, disoriented… and gradually, starting to wonder: if she didn’t stop him… what would happen?
As his hand tightened around Kurenai’s small waist, Naruto could clearly feel each slight shiver of her breathing spreading from her spine to his fingertips. The skin under her thin shirt seemed to transmit an electric shock, allowing him to just lower his head… to smell the scent of her hair, to lightly bite her smooth white neck, to be able…
Can press her down right there, pull up her shirt, spread her legs, insert the giant dragon pillar and thrust into her unconsciously contracting secret hole…
Just one push.
Just a second.
He was strong enough to knock out all the Jounin patrolling around here, lock her chakra, and fill her womb with boiling semen.
As long as he wishes, Kurenai Yuhi – the most beautiful female Jounin in Konoha – will become a lustful slave holding a dragon pillar under his body, unable to turn back.
But…
Naruto chuckled, his hot breath blowing on her neck once more, then suddenly let go. His body flashed, with just a curtsy, he glided back to his old position, standing straight as if nothing had happened.
Kurenai seemed to have woken up from a dream, her eyes wide open, her breathing chaotic. Her heart was currently in turmoil like boiling water — but his figure had already retreated, his posture calm, the corners of his lips still slightly curved, full of evil.
Hinata beside him breathed a sigh of relief, while Shino silently wiped the sweat off the back of his neck.
Naruto stood there, arms crossed over his chest, muttering softly so only he could hear:
“That’s enough teasing. Don’t swallow the bait until it’s cooked. As a chef… you have to wait for the right moment.”
His eyes flashed with suppressed madness.
He knew clearly — as long as he forced it, with the dragon pillar given by the system, just once it was inserted deep into the uterus, filled with semen, any woman would be infatuated, immersed, and forever unable to leave.
Kurenai is no exception.
Her secret hole, just need to be stirred by his dragon pillar once, then it will automatically contract and beg him to fill it again, and again, and forever.
“Just press it down, stuff it in, fill it up, and it’s done.” – he muttered, his eyes darkening for a moment.
But… then he smirked.
“That would be boring.”
“Possession by force? Humph, trash.”
“A woman must voluntarily open her legs, tremblingly offer her pussy, actively beg for me to stay… then it will have meaning.”
“Must make her melt because of excitement, infatuated because of broken self-respect, destroy her own principles because of desire… that’s how it’s delicious!”
His eyes were like a wild animal stalking its prey, but not eager, not hasty.
“Stewed soft-shell turtle with banana cannot be boiled. It must be stewed. It must be cooked slowly. Low heat, many hours… then the meat will be tender, the skin will be soft, and the fat will melt.”
“Miss Kurenai… you are my main dish. Once you’re in the pot… don’t even dream of getting out.”
He smiled, evilly to the point of being creepy.