Nobunaga Oda's Isekai Cultivation Experience

Amused by Nobu's attempts to get her to leave, the pink-haired beauty moved to place her hands on her hips, pulling open her kimono in the process. Then, while eyeing the rather sizeable tent that was being pitched by her young quarry, she stated, "This is my home. It is perfectly acceptable to be nude. If you don't like it, you're more than welcome to leave~."Attempting to do just that, Nobu supported himself using the wall as he gradually made his way towards what appeared to be a window. Before he could get more than a few steps, however, the woman cheekily reminded him, "Be careful of the Kitsune covering the mountain. If they see you in your current state...well...you only have yourself to blame..."With that said, the pink-haired woman leaned her shoulder against the wall, arms crossed as she watched Nobu freeze in place. If he truly tried to escape through the window, she would need to stop him, as, once the Kitsune got going, there was a very real chance they would ravish him even after his death. One of the rituals mandated by Inari Okami was for her 'daughters' to offer up the lives of men through ritualistic intercourse. Thus, with the exception of a few outliers, most Kitsune were 'extremely adept' at sending men straight to Heaven.Though he couldn't remember the details, Nobu could clearly recall the muddleheadedness he had experienced during his previous encounter with the buxom, white-haired, Kitsune. He didn't know how strong she was, but, even if he mustered every ounce of willpower he possessed, he wouldn't be able to offer any meaningful resistance against her charm. If the other Kitsune joined in, even a Dragon's Vigor might not be able to save him from the animalistic girls.After thinking things through, Nobu turned his back to the wall and allowed himself to slide down, a plan forming within his head. He could infer from the way the woman was behaving that she was trying to avoid directly offending him. She probably wouldn't escort him back to Yui's Grandmother but that didn't mean he was completely out of cards to play. Thus, after failing to soothe the fire in his body even after ten minutes, he surprised the pinkette quite a bit by simply exhaling as hard as he could...Surprised by Nobu's lung capacity, the pink-haired kunoichi was about to compliment him when he suddenly fell over, his body seizing for a few several seconds before becoming completely still."..."Tilting her head to the side, the pink-haired kunoichi waited for nearly three minutes, absolutely silent as she watched the expansions and contractions of his chest."Did you really just knock yourself out...?"As those words left her lips, the pink-haired kunoichi tentatively approached Nobu before squatting in a way that left nothing to the imagination. Even this didn't cause the young man to stir, and, after a while, even the tent between his legs began to subside.Extending her fingers to check his pulse, the woman confirmed that Nobu's condition was rapidly stabilizing. This caused a frown to mar her nearly perfect face. Her original intention had only been to bully him a bit without revealing her identity. She hadn't come here with the intention of trying to seduce him, but, since that's the way things played out, it was remarkably problematic that she had failed. If he harbored any resentment towards her when all of this was over, even ritual suicide might not be enough to appease the Oda Clan's wrath..."Haaaa...how troublesome. All my problems would be removed if I could simply kill you...but that isn't really an option...how vexing..."Thanks to the alliance between their two families, a cursed mark would appear on anyone, Oda or Yoshitsune, who had killed a member of the other family. It wouldn't just affect the offender, either, but everyone with knowledge of the incident. This meant, even if she ground Nobu down to a paste and fed him to the koi fish in the pond, the entire Yoshitsune Clan would be implicated when the stigmata invariably appeared upon the Matriarch and several others."Well...I can always try to seduce him again. Judging by his previous reaction, I doubt he would be able to hold out if I entered his room late at night..."While thinking of numerous ways she could obtain Nobu's 'forgiveness', the pink-haired beauty wrapped her aura around his body before carrying him back to the room he had initially fled. She didn't even bother to fix her kimono, as, much like the other members of the Yoshitsune Clan, she was actually more comfortable naked than clothed...After reaching her destination, the pink-haired woman sat in a proper seiza technique outside the door before politely bowing her head and saying, "Hitomi-kacho...I have brought the Oda Clan's lost lamb..."Following an appropriate period of silence, a soft yet stern voice could be heard from inside the room, replying, "You have my gratitude, Suzune-dono. Please, come in, place him atop the futon, and then immediately depart."Raising her head only after the Matriarch had finished speaking, Suzune slid aside the bamboo door before deliberately yet gracefully depositing Nobu's unconscious body as instructed. Afterward, she folded her hands neatly over her exposed front before bowing in a courteous manner and promptly departing once Hitomi gestured for her to leave.Waiting until Suzune had completely departed, the silver-haired woman, Yoshitsune Hitomi, shifted her heterochromatic gaze over to the disheveled Nobu, a gentle smile appearing across her face as she mused, "You made me waste some good tea, Waka-chan. However, as I expected you to return much sooner, I suppose this is your win. Still, to think you could resist the curse of the first men with such a meager cultivation base...it makes me wonder what other curious qualities you picked up while your soul was wandering another world...eighty points..."Had he been awake to hear Hitomi's musings, Nobu might have been surprised if not for the fact he had already anticipated this, and several other, tropes. He was even anticipating that some kind of global threat would occur the moment he was consolidating his power or trying to take a break. After all, it was far too 'convenient' for this world to be directly inspired from Earth, and, based on the information provided by Shizune, there were ongoing tensions between every major nation. If 'nothing' happened over the several-hundred-years he might spend as a Cultivator, that would be a hell of a lot more surprising than some cataclysmic threat appearing just as he wanted to relax.........Feeling less of a headache than before, Nobu opened his eyes to find that he was back in the room he had started in. This time, however, he wasn't alone. Instead, the same silver-haired woman from before was sitting patiently at the table, eyes closed until she felt her gaze on him and asked, "Are we finished exploring...?" in an audibly teasing tone.Grimacing in response to the woman's words, Nobu forced himself to a seated position, without approaching the table, and asked, "Just what do you want with me? I already told Yui, but I have no intention of returning to the Oda Clan and stirring up trouble. I just want to relax, write a few books, and focus on increasing my cultivation. I'd rather cut off both of my feet than willfully involve myself with all that political bullshit."Waiting until Nobu had finished speaking, Hitomi, without so much as a twitch of her brow, nodded her head and said, "I see..."Expecting her to say more, Nobu remained quiet for several seconds until he saw her close her eyes and continue drinking tea. This caused his left brow to twitch, but, rather than immediately lash out, he took a slow yet steady breath before asking, "Where is Yui?"Opening her eyes, the smile on Hitomi's face became marginally more prominent as she answered, "I do not believe that is any of your concern. If you choose to remain unaffiliated with the Oda Clan, there is no sense in allowing you to interact with our kunoichi. You might not care about politics but that doesn't mean others hold them in similar regard. If we were to entrust our kunoichi to you and you ended up antagonizing an enemy state, there is a good chance you would ignite a war between provinces. Thousands, including yourself, would have to be sacrificed all because you're too chicken shit to embrace the responsibilities that come with being born a member of the Oda Clan..."Taken aback by the woman's words, Nobu found himself unable to speak. He wanted to say she was just talking out of her ass, but, as the Matriarch of a kunoichi clan, her knowledge of this world and its politics made his own look like a joke. Hell, he could barely even accept what he had seen during the relatively short journey up the mountain. This clearly wasn't his world, and, even if he genuinely believed everyone was touched in the head, the reality was that the vast majority of people would view him in a similar light..."I guess this is how I become the 'Fool of Owari'..."Though he had muttered the words to himself, Hitomi could both read lips and had exceptional hearing. She wouldn't be the Matriarch of a kunoichi clan if she wasn't capable, so, the moment she heard Nobu's musing, an expectant smile spread across her face before she, once again, closed her eyes and continued drinking tea. When dealing with hot-blooded people like Nobu, it was best to let them do most of the talking. The more you tried to reason with them, the more they would try to argue with you. Shere merely needed to explain the cold hard truth to him, and, so long as he wasn't completely hopeless, he should be able to reason his own conclusion without any additional guidance.Seeing Yui's Grandmother return to drinking tea, an extremely frustrated expression appeared on Nobu's face as he genuinely didn't know what to do. The simplest answer seemed to be going off and doing his own thing, but, even if he changed his name and attempted to lay low, people were bound to take notice of him as his cultivation increased. She had also mentioned enemy shinobi. If they were to discover his true identity, it wouldn't matter if he claimed he was unaffiliated with the Oda Clan. They would still attempt to capture him, and-Interrupting his own train of thought, Nobu's brows furrowed even deeper as he asked, "What will happen to Yui and Yuriko if I choose to abandon my name...?"Maintaining her characteristically calm and confident smile, Hitomi met Nobu's gaze before, once again, saying, "I do not believe that is any of your concern. We are a kunoichi clan. It would be one thing if you were a member of the Oda Clan but you've already expressed your desire to abandon your duty and set out on your own. The less you know about our family and its affairs, the better..."Finished with her words, Hitomi was about to return to her tea when Nobu shouted, "That's fucking bullshit! You've already ruined countless girls' lives with your retarded ass traditions! Yui and Yuriko don't need someone like you telling them what to do! Besides, they already pledged themselves to me! You have no right to keep them here...!"Waiting until Nobu had finished, Hitomi, without so much as a single change in expression, casually explained, "I have every right. I am the Matriarch of the Yoshitsune Clan. I am charged with ensuring the survival of my family and safeguarding the next generation of kunoichi until they have attained the skills necessary to complete their missions and return home alive. So, unless you can offer me a realistic alternative, you would do well to hold your tongue. I receive my orders from only one man, and you, Oda Nobunaga, are not him. You don't even have the courage to accept who you are yet you believe you have the right to question others? Ridiculous. You don't even have the strength to leave this place of your own accord. Were it not for the pact we have made with the Oda Clan, you would be spending the rest of your days died up and drained of every last drop of semen you ever produced. Ironic, isn't it? You purport not to care about your identity yet it is quite literally the only thing protecting your menial little life..."Gnashing his teeth in response to the woman's words, Nobu wanted nothing more than to scream out at the top of his lungs. The only problem was that he couldn't actually think of anything to say. All of her words struck at the very heart of the matter, and, even if he wanted to refute them, what could he possibly accomplish with his current power? Even the naked little girls that had swarmed him along the path could probably toss him out of the village, yet here he was thinking about how to force the most powerful member of an ancient kunoichi clan to listen to his demands...Feeling a powerful migraine swelling from the back of his mind, Nobu brought his left hand to his face and began massaging his temples. At the same time, he tried thinking about how he might be able to convince her to let Yui and Yuriko go, but, without anything to offer but his name...what else could he use as collateral...?......(A/N: It doesn't matter how right you think you are if society itself opposes you...)

Though he didn't want to admit it, Nobu was powerless so long as he remained, well, powerless. To make matters even worse, he had already used his name and the status that came with it in order to make things easier for himself. Yui and Yuriko never would have treated him so graciously if he was 'just' Nanamori Natsu. It was also the only thing preventing him from being unabashedly played to death or becoming breeding stock for a bunch of thirsty kunoichi. In other words, without his name, he was nothing...Or was he...?"Thinking about what else he could provide, Nobu met the silver-haired woman's gaze before calmly asking, "What do you want from me? You had to have brought me here for a reason..." in a resolute tone.Nodding her head in affirmation, Hitomi set down her tea and explained, "I want you to be the man you were meant to be. It's as simple as that."Frowning in response to the straightforward answer, Nobu was about to ask what his other options were when the woman went on the explain, "I believe you might be overthinking this. Tell me, have you actually thought about what returning to the Oda Clan means? You claim you don't wish to be involved in politics, but is that actually true? If so, why are you so concerned with the management and affairs of my family? Is that not politics...?"Though he wanted to argue they were two separate issues, the only arguments Nobu could think of were simple platitudes. He would arbitrarily be elevating himself to a moral high ground, but, unlike in his world, that actually had consequences here. There weren't any laws guaranteeing freedom of speech, and, even if he was rightfully offended by something, he couldn't take it to Twitter or spam the comments sections of a news feed. In this world, the only things that mattered were power and status. He, technically, already had the latter, but, without the power to back it up, even status was meaningless to those who didn't strictly observe it...Seeing Nobu seriously considering her words, Hitomi gave another small nod before returning to her tea. He might be unbelievably immature, but, considering he had very little experience with this world, she didn't expect him to adapt immediately. She had no idea what kind of world his soul had wandered off to, only that it was drastically different from their own. Thus, while most people would have quickly lost patience with him, Hitomi wanted to believe that the Goddess who informed them of his condition and destiny hadn't lied.........Far beyond the world where Nobu had reincarnated, a certain golden-haired Goddess with elven ears adopted a frown unsuited to her immaculately sculpted face. Unfortunately, before she could check to see who was badmouthing her, a hole opened in the ceiling of her office. From within, an inordinately fat person with greasy skin, unkempt hair, and thick-rimmed glasses dropped into her office like a bag of trash tossed down a chute. This immediately elicited a sigh from her throat, as, even before the man's consciousness had returned, she could tell he was another sleazeball otaku that would either hit on her or make unreasonable demands.........After sitting in contemplative silence for the better part of twenty minutes, Nobu cautiously asked, "Can't I become like a scholar or something? I can't really explain the details, but I possess a bit of knowledge pertaining to things like construction, infrastructure, and farming. If you agree to let me stay here, I can provide knowledge and information that might drastically improve the quality of life of people in the village..."Since he really didn't want to return to the Oda Clan, Nobu was seriously considering living among the Yoshitsune. He didn't agree with their way of life, but, so long as they gave him room and board without involving him with their 'education system', he could ignore them until he accrued enough power. He also wouldn't need to part with Yui and Yuriko, who, over the last three days, had grown on him more than he would ever admit.Though she was tempted to refuse him outright, Hitomi seriously considered Nobu's proposal. So long as he didn't cause any trouble, having him stay in the clan compound wasn't a particularly bad idea. His mother and father were also likely to accept. They were well aware of the 'destiny' that had been assigned to him, but, in spite of this, they were far more concerned with his safety and general well-being than any prophecy. Had she not vowed to commit ritual suicide if Nobu died during the two years he spent on the street, she never would have been able to convince them to let her stress test the potency of his destiny in regards to his survivability.Seeing no real downsides to the arrangement, Hitomi slowly nodded her head before saying, "I can agree to let you stay here, but there will be conditions. First and foremost, I will need to explain the situation to your parents. They will most likely wish to see you, so, if you're serious about following through with this, you'll need to control that temper of yours in order to alleviate any concerns they might have. As for the other conditions...well, that would depend on whether or not the information you can provide has any real value. This is neither a resort nor a vacation home. If you truly wish to stay here, you'll need to earn your keep. Since you are a member of the Oda Clan, we can't use you for breeding purposes. However, if you can't find anything substantial to contribute, we can always have you and Yui assist in the education of kunoichi trainees. It's pretty rare to have a willing male participant so it would undoubtedly provide some much-needed insight for the trainees preparing to undertake their first missions..."Despite his best efforts, Nobu was unable to prevent a shiver from passing through his body when he imagined being used as reference material by a bunch of scantily-clad, if not naked, trainees. He wasn't an exhibitionist, and, though he had willfully ignored Rynka's peeping, the fact he was even aware of her said a lot about how attentive he was to being watched.Noticing Nobu's discomfort, the smile on Hitomi's face faded for the first time as she plainly stated, "You are not in a position to have everything your way. If you want to speak concerning the matters of my Clan, become the next Lord and coordinate with the next Matriarch to reform things over the next hundred or so years. You might not like kunoichi, but clans like ours are the pillars supporting the nobility. Without eyes and ears in other countries, we would never know what our enemies are plotting. Without hands and feet working behind the scenes, the only way to settle disputes would be to go to war. You might have revisionist fantasies, Oda Nobunaga, but mere ideas don't change a thing. Power, money, and time do."Though he couldn't help frowning in response to the woman's words, her final statement resonated deeply with Nobu's personal views. Power, money, and time had also governed his previous world, and, were it not for the fact he had been born in the US, a place where citizens often had an ample supply of all three, life would have been significantly more difficult. The living conditions of some second and third world countries were nightmare fuel for the people of his generation, and, though it had only been two months since his reincarnation, he was already nearing his wit's end knowing that things like the internet simply didn't exist.Believing he would have more freedoms here than in the Oda Clan, Nobu eventually took a deep breath before nodding his head and answering, "Fine. I'm confident that I can provide more than enough information to avoid having to participate in those kinds of bullsh...I mean, those kinds of lessons. Just promise me that, even if my knowledge isn't up to snuff, you aren't going to ask me to rub one out in front of a bunch of brats. I would, literally, rather commit suicide."Restraining the urge to laugh, Hitomi's usual smile returned to her face as she mused, "I'm sure we can work out the specifics of your 'participation' when the time comes. For now, I'll have someone guide you to an available room. You will stay there until I send a missive to the Oda Clan and hear back from them. As for Yui, she will be along to attend you after gathering the other kunoichi from her generational group. Though a few of them might have trouble adapting to the sudden change, there are at least eleven girls who are quite eager to meet you..."Offering an awkward smile in response, Nobu resisted the temptation to say he didn't need eleven kunoichi waiting on him hand and foot. This was tantamount to insulting their very existence, and, if they were anything like Yui and Yuriko, his acceptance would mean a lot to them. There was also a high probability that all eleven were ridiculously beautiful girls, so, at the very least, he wouldn't be bored during his stay in the Yoshitsune Clan...Noticing the tell-tale glimmer in Nobu's eyes, the smile on Hitomi's face became marginally more prominent as she said, "So long as you remain 'Oda Nobunaga', I will not tell you what to do with your kunoichi. However, while you might not be concerned with such things in the present, there is a chance you will require their services in the future. I would suggest you leave at least half of them with their virginity intact. Our kunoichi are educated to imprint on the first man they sleep with so it will become a serious issue if they become too attached to you. It will be even worse if you become attached to them. There are few things more dangerous than a renegade kunoichi that has become infatuated with her Lord...it never, ever, ends well..."Without waiting for Nobu's response, Hitomi raised her index and middle fingers to produce a peculiar blue aura that flickered several times before evaporating into thin air. Almost immediately thereafter, a woman wearing the skimpiest outfit Nobu had seen thus far appeared out of thin air before promptly bending the knee, head lowered and her right fist touching the ground as she said, "Kunoichi Chikako greets the Matriarch! Please tell me how I can be of service!"Instead of looking down at Chikako, Hitomi's heterochromatic gaze lingered on Nobu for a brief moment. This went unnoticed by the man in question, as, from the moment Chikako appeared, his gaze had wandered to her largely exposed buttocks. It was only after several seconds had passed that he averted his eyes and noticed her watching. This resulted in him promptly averting his eyes, and, though he attempted to conceal it with a frown, Hitomi could see the embarrassment hidden beneath his mask of frustration.("How cute. His personality suits Yui well...I'm actually a little envious...")As that thought crossed her mind, Hitomi looked down at the patiently waiting Chikako and said, "Chika-chan, there is someone I would like to introduce you to. Afterward, you will need to guide him to one of the spare bedrooms in the East Wing. Understood?"Without any hesitation whatsoever, Chikako immediately answered, "Understood!" before rising along with Hitomi's gesture. Truth be told, she was actually quite nervous to be in the same room as a man. However, that was paltry compared to the rollercoaster of emotions she experienced when the Matriarch said, "This is Oda Nobunaga, First Son of Lord Senken. In other words, from this day forward, he is your Lord and Master. Fortunately, he has already encountered your little sister so I'm sure the two of you will have plenty to talk about. Now, be a dear and escort him to his room~."......(A/N: This granny is pretty wicked...it's no wonder Yui's a closet Sadist (UwU)...)

After reluctantly taking the seat across from the heterochromatic woman, the first thing Nobu asked was, "Where's Yui...?" with a hostile look on his face."Mmm...it's no wonder you almost got played the fool by Haruko. Your way of speaking is unsuited to someone in your position. It would be fine if you possessed genuine power. However, unless you officially returned to the Oda Clan, your identity cannot protect you from everything."Furrowing his brows even deeper, Nobu unhesitantly replied, "I don't care about things like that. If some random asshat wants to kill me, that's their own problem. This world is already fucked three-ways from civility so why should I give a damn what some cunt with too much power decides to do with it? I'm not going to lower my head and play the part of a bitch just become some faggot with a god complex thinks I should worship the ground they walk on.""..."Rather than respond to Nobu's words, the silver-haired woman started making tea using the items that had been arranged on the table. This left the former with a severe expression on his face, brow twitching as he balled his hands into fists. He knew he wasn't a match for the surprisingly youthful-looking granny sitting in front of him but that didn't mean he would tolerate being ignored.As that thought crossed his mind, Nobu rose to his feet and said, "Fine. I'll look for her myself..." in a tone inspired by a certain purple-faced Titan. To his confusion, the woman made no attempt to stop him. Instead, she continued to slowly and methodically prepare tea, her eyes focused on the task at hand as she stated, "Good luck, Waka-chan." before following it up with an inaudible, "You're going to need it..."While wondering what the fuck a Waka-chan was, Nobu began roaming the curiously empty halls of the Japanese-style house. The aroma of wood originating from the immaculately polished floors was surprisingly pleasant to his senses. He could also detect a hint of fruit and what he believed to be perfume, but, rather than seek out the source, he turned a few corners before silently muttering, "These halls look exactly the same..."Having observed this trope countless times in the fiction from his world, Nobu ripped off a piece of his already tattered tunic before tossing it to the side. He was intending to use this to confirm his suspicions, but, the moment the piece of cloth hit the ground, it disappeared completely."What the fuck...?"Squatting down, Nobu pat around the area a few times to see if he could find the discarded piece of cloth. At the exact same moment, unbeknownst to him, the figure of a beautiful woman wearing a flowery pink kimono appeared right behind him, silently scrutinizing him with her honey-colored eyes.Feeling a chill run through his body, Nobu rose to his feet, but, even after turning around, all he saw was endless corridors extending in both directions. There weren't even any turns along the path any longer. Instead, it was a single, contiguous, hallway that ostensibly stretched into eternity."Is this a genjutsu...?"Though Naruto was one of his top five most hated anime, Nobu didn't hesitate to raise his left arm to his mouth and bite it. Unfortunately, like most rational human beings, it was very difficult to force himself to bite with enough force to draw blood. The average person's bite strength was more than enough to tear away chunks of flesh from their fellow humans, but, due to mental blocks bordering on instinct, actually accomplishing this was nigh-impossible.Fearing that he might inadvertently take a chunk out of his arm if he bit down with too much force, Nobu decided to do what's called a pro-gamer move. More specifically, he channeled the unbridled fury gamers were able to achieve when faced with unfair circumstances and game crashes. This was such a powerful emotion that there had been examples of people punching through their computer monitors, so, with that same mentality, Nobu reared back his hand and began striking the wall with the fury of an American that had just lost an international gaming competition.With the surrounding walls being formed from little more than woven bamboo flanked by plaster, it was surprisingly easy to crack through them. Nobu even began to develop the notion that he might be able to smash his way out, but, the moment he retracted his hand, now sporting a tear between his middle and ring fingers, the wall immediately repaired itself."Oh, come on! That's some bullshit...!"Believing wholeheartedly that someone was fucking with him, Nobu confirmed that the corridor still went on forever before cupping his hands around his mouth and shouting, "Yui! Yuriko..!" at the top of his lungs. He didn't genuinely expect them to answer, but, seeing no other way out of his current predicament, it was worth a shot.Nearly giving him a heart attack, a soft voice immediately answered, "Even if you scream twice as loud, no one will hear you..."Spinning around as fast as he could, Nobu's mind blanked when he saw the same empty hallway as before. Then, as if taunting him, a bell-like laugh could be heard echoing from numerous directions before the same voice as before, now sounding in his left ear, whispered, "Wandering the halls of a kunoichi mansion without an escort...only the Lord of the Oda Clan is allowed to be so brazen. You might look like him, but you are most certainly not Lord Senken..."Feeling a fragrant breath tickle his ear, Nobu attempted to grab backward with his left hand while still looking ahead. He actually expected to catch empty air, so, when his palm suddenly smacked a remarkably soft surface, his body immediately tensed up as the voice whispered, "Naughty boy..." in a mind-numbing peal.Though others might have attempted to retract their hand, Nobu did the exact opposite by trying to grasp the fabric as he spun around. Unfortunately, at nearly that exact same moment, his hand felt as though it was trying to close around a solid piece of metal, and, by the time he managed to turn around, the person he was expecting was already long gone.Now inhaling quickly due to the anxiety and frustration he was feeling, a cold sensation began to gradually spread through Nobu's mind as he backed against the wall. His brain was being flushed with excess oxygen, and, as a result of the lack of CO2, he began to feel lightheaded to the point that his vision began to darken along the edges. At the same time, however, almost as if he was looking through a fish-eye lens, the darker regions of his vision revealed what appeared to be a completely unassuming corridor and a predominately pink woman standing just a few feet away...Without looking directly at the woman, Nobu covered his eyes and attempted to focus on his breathing. This caused the woman in question to sensually inquire, "Oh my...is the lost lamb of the Oda Clan actually afraid? Ufufufufufufu~"Recognizing the woman's speech pattern, combined with the predominately pink, Nobu began to gradually calm down as he asked, "Are you Shizune's mother...?"Since she hadn't revealed herself to him just yet, the mature pinkette found herself at a genuine loss for words. She was the Elder responsible for tabulating information within the village so she had already learned about what happened following Yuriko's report. She hadn't appreciated the fact that Nobu had bullied her daughter, so, even if it was just for a short while, she intended to return the favor before disappearing without a trace...Deciding to feign ignorance, the pink-haired beauty, now disguising her voice as several different people, asked, "Shizune? Isn't that the daughter of the Information Elder? You think she and I are related~?"Surprising the aforementioned beauty quite a bit, Nobu removed his hands from his eyes, staring directly at her as he asked, "Are you telling me it's a coincidence you laugh in the same manner and have the same fucking hair and face...?"Blinking several times in surprise, the pinkette took a few steps to the side in order to confirm that Nobu was, indeed, looking at her. Then, with a far more effective smile than the one her daughter had practiced, she took advantage of the fact he was standing against the wall, instantly reducing the distance between them before answering, "It's no wonder my daughter took an interest in you. You truly are special..."Without any pause or hesitation in her movements, the pink-haired woman slipped her right hand under Nobu's shirt before bringing it up to caress his chest. At the same time, her left leg slipped between his thighs, gingerly nuzzling his not-so-little brother as she added, "I can assure you that I'm over the age of eighteen...won't you allow me to apologize on my daughter's behalf? It's been quite some time since I was active, but I can assure you I'm among the more talented members of the Clan..."Unlike Shizune, who practically drowned herself in perfumes and oils, Nobu noticed that the woman in front of him smelled, simply put, intoxicating. He didn't really know how to describe it but it was like her aroma was invading his nose before soaking directly into his mind. Thus, despite intending to push her away, he found his hands cupping her butt, forcing the petite woman to the tips of her toes and drawing their faces close enough that she was able to surprise him with a playful lick...Taking advantage of Nobu's momentary pause, the pinkette licked her own lips this time before asking, "I take it this is your way of saying yes? You're not going to change your mind later on, are you~?"As if he had been liberated from some kind of spell, Nobu ceased fingering the woman through her kimono, his pupils shrinking as he asked, "Did you fucking drug me...?"Adopting a convincing pout, so much so that Nobu actually felt guilty for doubting her, the woman asked, "Do you think so little of my beauty? Such tricks are the sorts used by inexperienced kunoichi without the confidence to subdue their target using more...direct methods. No. What you're feeling is the instinctual desire that drives men to try and subdue powerful women. Your body instinctually recognizes me as a suitable mate due to the difference in our cultivation bases and the quantity of Yin Elemental Energy circulating in my aura. In other words...you're in heat right now...desperate to impregnate a woman whose daughter is nearly as old as you are...ufufufufufu~"Regretting the fact he hadn't interrupted her halfway through her unexpectedly long explanation, Nobu fought desperately against the fire raging in his body, stating, "Don't fuck with me..." through gritted teeth. This earned him a confused yet undisguised look of intrigue from the mature beauty, who, surprisingly, obeyed his command. Before Nobu could breathe a sigh of relief, however, she mused, "How fascinating..." before casually tugging the cord keeping her obi in place.Like most women who wore kimonos, the pink-haired beauty forwent the use of undergarments beneath her flowery pink robes. As a result, Nobu's brain buzzed as he stared blankly at her truly breathtaking figure. He had actually had a preference for older women ever since he was a kid, so, while Shizune had failed to shake his heart, her mother managed to deal a critical blow to both his heart and his psyche."I won't touch you. Instead, I will simply stand here and allow you to touch me at your leisure. Show me. I want to see if you can truly suppress the animalistic instincts that have driven men to become the bane of women worldwide..."Though he wanted little more than to ravish the half-naked beauty exposing herself to him without any intention of resisting, Nobu managed to remain in place, supported by the wall behind him as he stated through gritted teeth, "Fuck...off..."......(A/N: Man, someone needs to build a lake or something on this mountain...)

Chapter 44: Harsh Reality