Extraordinary Strength

"Listen to me carefully, you brat, and stop laughing." Facing Yang Xing's laughter, Anko was very dissatisfied and quite angry. Turning her head toward him like a petulant child, she said, "I'm telling you seriously, I will become stronger in the future. Stronger than you, much, much stronger."

"I know, I know. Don't get so worked up."

Yang Xing's faint smile made it impossible for Anko's heart to settle. It felt as if this brat was looking down on her, and she found the feeling incredibly irritating.

"You don't understand at all." Anko stopped in her tracks. With a serious expression, she shouted, "I said I'm being serious. Also, you brat—hey, why aren't you looking at me? Brat, turn your head over here!"

Seeing that Yang Xing wouldn't look her way, Anko was so angry she nearly stomped her feet. Furthermore, for some reason, the little boy's face seemed a bit red.

"Look, this isn't good. Besides, you really shouldn't be this agitated. Just walk properly; you're making me very tired." Yang Xing sighed helplessly. Aside from sighing, he really didn't know what else to say.

Hearing Yang Xing's words, Anko suddenly became anxious. "Ha! Are you saying I'm heavy?"

"No, that's not what I meant. It's just that some things are... in the way."

"Aren't you just saying I'm heavy?!" Anko was on the verge of exploding. With her personality, she couldn't help but grab Yang Xing's collar again. "Brat, you better explain yourself clearly, or I won't let you off!"

The two were pressed close together, and with this sudden grab, Yang Xing felt even more awkward.

Looking at her earnest expression, Yang Xing could only cough dryly and say, "You really want me to say it?"

Seeing Anko nod, Yang Xing had no choice but to continue. "Fine, I'll say it, but don't hit me. It's just that... your chest is too big. When you get this excited, it bounces up and down easily. You know, you're leaning on me right now, and as a man, I really..."

"Ah, ahhh! You bastard, just go die!" Before he could finish, Anko, already blushing beet-red, threw a punch at him.

"Hey, you're the one who asked me to say it!" Dodging the weak punch slightly, Yang Xing grew genuinely annoyed seeing her relentless behavior. "Damn it, stop it! Seriously, if you hit me again, watch out, I'll actually smack you back! Even though I don't hit women, you need to know when to stop!"

Perhaps it was because his voice was a bit loud, or perhaps because his words carried a hint of genuine fire.

At the very least, the little Anko in front of him actually stopped.

However, the way she lowered her head, looking as if she were lost in thought, left Yang Xing feeling a bit puzzled.

Given Anko's personality, she shouldn't be the type to cry.

Unable to figure out what the girl was thinking, Yang Xing prepared to support her and continue walking forward.

Who would have thought that before he could even reach out, Anko lifted her head, a sweet smile on her face, and lunged forward with her head very quickly.

Caught off guard, Yang Xing stepped back, but since she showed no killing intent, he didn't retaliate.

He only felt her forehead bump against his.

With their foreheads pressed together, Yang Xing froze for a second. The next moment, he felt a soft, moist sensation brush across his lips—a gentle kiss, sweet and fragrant.

At the very least, a girl's lips were indeed very sweet.

"Brat, that's your reward." Smiling, Anko turned around. There wasn't a hint of weakness in her legs as she walked away quickly; she didn't look injured in the slightest.

Only then did Yang Xing realize he had been tricked. He had been played, and played hard. He never thought that one day, he would be deceived by a girl.

Damn it, that was my first kiss!

Oh no, that was the symbol of my purity!

I've actually been defiled!

"You little hooligan! Give me back my first kiss! Give me back my purity!"

An angry Yang Xing chased after her. He decided he had to teach this little hooligan a lesson. He had to kiss her back, no, just kissing back was too simple—he should really grab and squeeze those lethal weapons of hers properly.

Of course, the ideal was rich, but reality was skinny.

He hadn't even run a few steps before he ran into Kakashi, who was out looking for them.

Under the gaze and concern of the group, Yang Xing could only abandon his ideals and return to the inn with them.

Early in the morning, after a heavy rain, the sunlight and the fresh air made everyone feel full of energy.

"Still, Yang Xing, you guys are really lucky to have escaped after running into Orochimaru." Early in the morning, Obito was already reflecting on the events of the previous night. "This time, it must have been thanks to that girl named Anko. Let me tell you, someone like Orochimaru isn't the kind of person you can just run away from."

Regarding the events of last night, according to the explanation Yang Xing gave the others, it was summarized as Orochimaru leaving, allowing them to escape smoothly.

As for severely wounding Orochimaru, Yang Xing wouldn't mention it, because no one would believe him anyway.

Moreover, it was rare that Anko hadn't refuted his story last night. Although her staring at him had made him feel a bit uneasy, it was good to keep some things hidden.

Hmm, the matter of the Sharingan must not be known to Obito.

Just as Yang Xing was deep in thought, a knocking sound came from the door.

Knock, knock!

"Hey, hey, coming! Who could it be so early? It wouldn't be Rin looking for me, would it?" Obito's eyes lit up. Muttering to himself, he trotted over to open the door.

Unfortunately, when he opened the door, it wasn't Rin Nohara, but a spirited-looking Anko. With a confused expression, he asked, "Uh, is there something you need?"

"You're in the way, get lost." Anko's temper was clearly hard to change, especially toward ordinary people. With a wave of her hand, she pushed Obito aside and walked in on her own. Under Kakashi's surprised gaze, she went straight to Yang Xing, who was still tidying up his bed, and leaned over. "Hey, come out with me for a second."

"No time, I'm busy, I still have..." Yang Xing waved his hand, but before he could finish, his hand was grabbed. This made him glare at her in annoyance. "Hey, don't pull me! Holding my arm won't work either! What kind of behavior is this, pulling and tugging like this? Yamete! Kakashi, save me!"

Kakashi: "..."

Obito: "..."

In short, Yang Xing had been forcibly dragged away by Anko, leaving the atmosphere in the room feeling rather strange.

Kakashi and Obito exchanged a glance, both wearing expressions of utter bewilderment.

But the most baffling part was that, barely a moment after Yang Xing had left, someone appeared at the doorway.

Glancing around the room, Rin Nohara seemed to be searching for someone; the way she hesitated at the threshold, unsure whether to enter, was truly in character for her.

"Um, is there something you need, Rin?" "You must be looking for me, I know it. You're definitely looking for me! Actually, I was just about to go look for you too, ahahaha."

"Where is Yang Xing?"

The moment the words left her lips, Obito froze, standing there as motionless as if he had been petrified.

Kakashi swept a sympathetic look over Obito before addressing Rin Nohara, who was still scanning the room: "Well, he was dragged off by a girl from another team."

"Oh. A girl from another team?" Rin Nohara paused, seemingly realizing something; she frowned and left quickly, muttering, "That girl named Anko."

She left behind only the still-petrified Obito.

As Rin Nohara departed, a miserable wail echoed from within the room.

"I hate him, I hate him, he's the absolute worst! That beast!"