Having a Child Is Not an Option

The small village in the early morning was always exceptionally tranquil, complemented by the rustic atmosphere.

There was indeed a certain charm to it, a flavor that could make one grow fond of such scenery.

However, to Yang Xing, none of this mattered. He was in no mood to appreciate his surroundings, having been cornered against a wall by Anko first thing in the morning, watching the arrogant curve of her lips beneath that straw-colored ponytail.

Yang Xing always had the feeling that he was about to be defiled.

"I have a favor to ask of you—no, it's something you must do for me." Anko braced one hand against the wall, her gaze carrying a hint of determination. "Teach me that final ninjutsu you used against Orochimaru."

"Yamete, I'm telling you, don't you dare mess around, I... wait, what did you just say?"

"Teach me that incredibly powerful ninjutsu."

Seeing Anko finish her sentence word for word, Yang Xing's expression shifted, and he said angrily, "Not teaching it. I'd rather die than teach it to you."

Damn it, making me have all these wild fantasies—the hell I'd teach you.

Yes, he would die before teaching her.

"Then we can trade for something else. As long as it's within my power, I can exchange it with you." Seeing Yang Xing so resolute, Anko wasn't in a hurry, merely smiling as she said, "How about that? You shouldn't be at a loss, right? I'll state this beforehand: you can't ask me to do anything I'm incapable of."

"Really?" Seeing the sincerity on her face and the mention of things she could do, Yang Xing couldn't help but let his gaze sweep over Anko's figure.

She wasn't even fifteen yet, but her development was quite impressive—everything was in the right place, and "lively and beautiful" was the best way to describe her.

Especially those two mounds; no matter how he looked at them, Yang Xing couldn't tear his eyes away.

This was really not the size a fifteen-year-old should have!

"Why would I lie to you?" Anko nodded heavily.

Every ninja dreamed of learning powerful ninjutsu.

Moreover, having witnessed Yang Xing's final Water Style, a technique with such astonishing power that it could even defeat Orochimaru, it was no wonder Anko was so desperate.

Seeing how incredibly serious she was, Yang Xing scratched his head, looked her up and down, and muttered, "Alright then, let me think. What could you possibly help me with? Hmm, help me... well, it seems like there's nothing, and I don't really need anything either."

"You guy." Seeing Yang Xing spread his hands in a gesture of truly wanting nothing, Anko grew angry. Her face flushed, and she pointed at Yang Xing's nose. "You forgot about kissing me yesterday, didn't you, brat? Don't tell me you're trying to back out of it?"

Yang Xing: "..."

"Heaven and earth are my witness, you were the one who kissed me!" Yang Xing raised a hand, crying out in injustice.

"Ha? Who saw it?" Anko curled her lips, scanning Yang Xing with a faint smile on her face. "Alright, stop glaring at me. How about this: you teach me that ninjutsu, and if it's just kissing, I don't mind."

Although, by the end, Anko's little face had turned a rather cute shade of red.

Yang Xing, however, looked dark.

Damn it, he was clearly the one who got kissed, so why does this girl act like she's the one being forced?

You are way too good at acting.

If it weren't for the fact that it was the girl's first kiss too, Yang Xing would have absolutely lost his temper.

"A kiss for a ninjutsu? Hey, you're thinking too highly of yourself." Yang Xing's face dropped; he didn't want to make it that cheap. Even though it was just a regular ninjutsu, he had to put on some kind of act.

Who told this girl to have such a bad temper?

"Then what do you want?" Hearing Yang Xing's words actually made Anko fall into deep thought. In that moment of contemplation, for some reason, her face turned red, and she said with extreme awkwardness, "Having kids is out of the question, and we're still too young."

Yang Xing: "..."

"Cough, cough..." Yang Xing glared at her, let out a dry cough, and said softly, "I didn't say anything about having kids. It's just... if, every day, you could let me..."

He made a grabbing motion with a very wicked smile.

Anko looked puzzled: "?"

"Are you playing with me?" Seeing the confusion on her face, Yang Xing assumed he was being toyed with. He turned his head away in anger and said, "Forget it, I don't want to teach you. I don't have time to hang around here; I still need to pack my luggage."

"Don't go, wait, I really don't know what you mean?" Anko grabbed Yang Xing, still wearing that look of total confusion.

Looking at such a naive girl, Yang Xing could only sigh helplessly.

"Alright then, I'll give you a demonstration." Since this girl was so pure, he should probably provide a demonstration.

Yes, right, just a demonstration. It was purely for demonstration purposes, after all.

So, Yang Xing looked at Anko with a serious expression and raised his hands, his palms about to make contact with Anko's body.

At this very moment, a voice, neither loud nor soft, drifted over from not far away.

"Yang Xing, you're here?" Rin Nohara walked over from a distance with a calm expression, looking at the two of them with a puzzled look. "What are you two doing here?"

Oh no, my dreams, my ideals, I... I don't want to live anymore!

After all that effort, Yang Xing turned his head with a bitter smile. Seeing Rin Nohara jogging toward them, he could only scratch his head and look at the sky. "Oh, morning. Yeah, the weather is nice today, isn't it?"

"Nice? There are so many dark clouds; the weather is actually quite bad, isn't it?" Rin Nohara looked at the clouds filling the sky, her expression even more confused.

"Haha..." Yang Xing's smile stiffened. To cover up his embarrassment, he could only force a change of subject. "So, Rin, what did you need me for?"

"Oh, the jonin sensei told us to assemble. We're leaving soon, and I noticed you weren't there." Rin Nohara said calmly, her gaze sweeping over Anko every now and then.

At this moment, Anko looked completely indifferent, as if it wasn't her who had just been caught.

She held her hands behind her head in a lazy posture, clearly signaling that none of this had anything to do with her.

Upon hearing that they needed to assemble, Yang Xing did not linger; remembering that he hadn't packed his luggage, he hurried off in a rush: "We have to assemble right now? Wait, I haven't packed my bags yet, I'm leaving first."

With a wave of his hand, he left the two of them behind and headed toward the inn where they were staying.

The atmosphere was very quiet.

For some reason, neither of the two girls left.

"Ahhh!" Anko let out a yawn, stepped forward, and spoke first: "Hey, Teacher Haru didn't tell us to assemble, did he?"

Her gaze was aggressive.

Yet Rin Nohara didn't even change her expression, answering with unusual bluntness: "That's right."

"Oh, admitting it so quickly." Anko frowned, the corners of her mouth curling downward: "So you were watching from the very beginning?"

Rin Nohara looked quite displeased, her small face set in an expression of extreme seriousness: "That matter has nothing to do with you."

Anko grew annoyed as well, especially being glared at by a girl of the same age, and her own small face darkened: "Hey, come to think of it, I was the one who called him over first."

"That's because you were randomly calling out to someone else's teammate."

"Little brat..." Gritting her teeth, Anko looked like she was about to lose her temper.

Unfortunately, before she could finish her sentence, someone else beat her to it.

"I'm only a year younger than you, don't use that word." Frowning, Rin Nohara looked quite upset.

This caught Anko slightly off guard. Looking at the girl before her, who seemed different from before, she furrowed her brows while speaking with extreme composure: "Fine, let's start over then. Take care of me from now on."

She extended a hand, her gaze carrying a hint of mischief.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Rin Nohara turned and walked away, showing no intention of shaking hands.

"I didn't notice it before, but for a girl who looks so well-behaved, she has quite the personality." "Well, in this era, those with strength are bound to be liked by many girls." "However, however, I am not the type of person to give up so easily."