Anko Mitarashi nearly bent the kunai in her hand. Watching Tayuya kiss Li Ke as if no one else existed, she wanted to tear the woman's mouth apart.
But she couldn't bring herself to say anything that might offend Li Ke, much less put him down.
Anko wasn't a child. She knew how tempting Li Ke was to the smaller ninja clans. Her own clan had even quietly hinted that if she refused, they would send the version of her from this era to him instead!
Tayuya pulled away from Li Ke's lips in a fluster. The feeling had been intoxicating. Now she completely believed that the husband Orochimaru had chosen for her—a man named Li Ke—would be an excellent one. Because right now...
Tayuya felt what was pressing against her rear and thought that if she were any lighter, Li Ke could lift her with it!
A man even Orochimaru admired would hardly lack strength or money. And with that being so impressive too, Tayuya was genuinely delighted!
Honglian noticed it as well, but she only blushed and turned her head away awkwardly.
Anko was beside herself with anger. And at that moment, Tayuya turned to look at her again.
"Don't tell me you've tasted a man before. I bet you've never even kissed one."
Tayuya looked at Anko with a sneer and kept provoking her.
"So if you're not an old woman nobody wants, what are you?"
Anko's hand trembled, because Tayuya was right.
This Anko had arrived from the time of the Third Hokage's death. She had already been in her twenties then, and she had never married.
Among ninja, that was unusually late.
Most ninja married at fifteen or sixteen, then died in their thirties or forties. Asuma was a prime example. Once a ninja's physical