Tang Ping: Every Inch of a Harem Is Paid for in Blood!

After sheathed her sword, Izumi looked at Kiba before her and formally introduced herself.

"I am Uchiha Izumi of the Tenshukaku. I hope you can convey our goodwill to the Inuzuka Clan Head!"

To her, instantly taking down an enemy who only possessed Jonin-level strength through the Cursed Seal, especially in a surprise attack, was a matter of a single exchange. The important thing was conveying that "goodwill."

Although she did not know why her teacher valued a mid-sized shinobi clan like the Inuzuka Clan, she would not discount his orders in the slightest.

"I... I'll definitely pass your words on to my mother!"

Kiba answered with a slight stammer.

Facing such a gentle, alluring, beautiful older sister, he could barely keep himself together. He even felt as though the injuries on his body had vanished.

His mother was the Inuzuka Clan Head, a bold and powerful female clan head.

"Good. Treat your injuries first, then wait for reinforcements or rendezvous with the others!"

After tossing him a roll of bandages, Izumi left using the Body Flicker Technique.

Only Kiba, clutching the bandages, remained behind.

Not long after, Shikamaru found him.

"Kiba, how are your injuries?"

Seeing Kiba leaning against a tree, his body nearly stained red with blood, Shikamaru let out a sigh of relief.

What he feared most was finding a corpse instead.

It was not that he suspected Tang Ping and the others of doing anything underhanded. He was worried Kiba might not have held on until they arrived.

"I'm actually fine!"

Akamaru beside Kiba had been bandaged extremely well, but Kiba himself had only roughly treated his wounds. He held a roll of bandages in his hand, staring blankly into space with a foolish smile.

Could he have suffered some kind of mental injury?

Seeing Kiba's