"Pakura of the Scorch Style, the legendary hero of the Land of Wind who was qualified to become the next Kazekage of Sunagakure, how could I possibly let you go deal with those nobles..."
There was a hint of unusual emotion in Ryoko's voice. "But I saved you and asked you to repay me. That isn't too much, is it? The one you need to make a choice for is my family head, my master."
"And who is your master? The Mizukage? Could the Mizukage of Kirigakure in the Land of Water really be someone who would make a move against his own female disciple..."
Pakura fell silent. Ryoko was indeed her savior, and there was no denying that. Even if Ryoko had ulterior motives—even if those motives were so unacceptable that they made her uncomfortable—she still couldn't refute Ryoko's words.
Her heart sank, and she began making wild guesses. The most likely powerful figure in the Land of Water who could make Ryoko submit was none other than the Mizukage of the Land of Water.
She also began to feel a strange unease about what would happen next. This wasn't the era of the First Hokage. Educating female shinobi to make use of their natural feminine assets was itself part of their training. Not to mention that the situation in the world was unusual now. During wartime, whichever methods were useful would naturally be employed.
Pakura was no ordinary woman. She had always held some longing for the future, and as for her other half, she had once harbored expectations before eventually letting them die down.
She was a strong-willed woman with exceedingly high standards for her other half. Within Sunagakure, there were practically no men who met most of her requirements. As for men from other villages, how