Love rose on the breeze. The sun slowly disappeared beyond the horizon, and the bright moon climbed into the sky, casting its light over the backyard of Senya's home.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Two shadows appeared outside the wall surrounding Senya's backyard. Their graceful curves outlined their voluptuous figures.
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"What are you doing here to see Senya?!" x2
Anko and Kurenai both questioned each other, their gazes dropping downward.
Each of them was carrying a bento.
A year earlier, the last time Anko had seen Senya, the two women had been on a mission together. One night, they had each let their feelings show.
Senya had accepted a mission to escort a relative of the Land of Fire's daimyo to the Capital of the Land of Fire. By chance, he had run into Anko and Kurenai in the mission hall, and invited them to join him.
Of course, Senya had long since seen through their feelings. To make the boring mission a little more interesting, he had deliberately invited them along.
On the first night of the mission, beneath a moonless sky, Anko was supposed to take the first watch while Senya and Kurenai rested. The two leaned against a tree trunk, sitting close together. Senya pretended to be asleep, ready to watch the fun, while Kurenai pretended to be asleep, ready to enjoy some "Senya tofu."
But then Anko saw Kurenai practically plastering herself against Senya! She had both arms wrapped around his left arm and her head resting on his shoulder. Even in the moonlight, the blush on her cheeks was plain to see, and her long eyelashes trembled faintly.
Anko immediately felt jealous. "Well, well, Yuhi Kurenai, sneaking a taste of Senya tofu while you have the chance, are you?"
She went straight over and sat down on Senya's other side, copying Kurenai's pose. She even deliberately leaned close to Senya's ear, breathing warm, lingering breaths against it.
It was the end of summer, and the night air still held the warmth of the day. Senya's left arm was already pressed against a soft, delicate body. It felt as if his arm had sunk into a mire, impossible to pull free—though he didn't want to.
Just then, his other arm felt the same thing. Oh no! Senya's caught in a genjutsu! He can't move! The two women got their long-awaited taste of "Senya tofu" and were perfectly satisfied.
But the warm breath against his right ear kept teasing him. That kind of "torture" made Chiba unbearably ticklish.
"Ahem. Ahem."
Anko and Kurenai heard Senya's cough and opened their eyes. One had delicate, gentle features, as though her eyes held spring water; the other had a fiery gaze and a wild air about her.
Their gazes met, and Senya watched them, holding back his laughter.
Both Anko and Kurenai had their sights set on Senya. From that night on, they had always seen each other as rivals.
Now they had run into each other again, both with the same goal. After so long without a taste of the delicious "Senya tofu," they were both craving it.
The two stood awkwardly for a while, until Anko finally broke the deadlock. If things went on like this, neither of them would get to eat.
"Together?"
Her voice carried a note of uncertainty.
"Together."
Anko's reply was firm.
The two of them went to the front door.
"Knock, knock, knock."
The sound came from the door outside.
Senya grabbed a black bathrobe and slipped it on, then went to the door and opened it.
He saw the familiar faces of Anko and Kurenai. It had been a while since he'd seen them. Both had kept the long hair he liked, though each had her own distinct charm.
"It's getting into autumn, and it's late. You'll catch a chill out there. Come on in."
Once they were in the living room, Senya brewed some hot tea and set it in front of them. He picked up a cup of his own and took a sip.
He noticed the two bentos on the table, one wrapped in red cloth and the other in purple.
He knew who had brought each one.
He opened them and set the food out on the table.
"Let's eat something together."
"Mm!" x2
Anko and Kurenai both chimed in.
The awkward atmosphere kept the three of them from saying anything more. The only sounds in the house were clinking dishes and chewing.
Halfway through the meal, Senya sensed something was wrong. There was something strange about this bento! This food wasn't right!
A scorching warmth spread from his abdomen throughout his body. Senya looked up at Anko and Kurenai.
Anko's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were full of aggression as she fixed them on Senya. She stuck out her tongue and ran it along the corner of her mouth, looking as if her plan had worked perfectly.
Under the table, Yuhi Kurenai's shapely legs were pressed tightly together. She couldn't help rubbing them against each other, making a faint rustling sound. Head lowered, she stared at the tabletop, her gaze starting to grow hazy. She glanced at Anko across from her, her expression bashful, with a hint of reproach.
Now Senya understood. Anko had added an extra seasoning to the bento. After studying under Orochimaru for so many years, he hadn't expected her to learn stuff like this!
"Anko, Kurenai, why don't you head home first? I'm full and want to get some rest."
Anko went straight up to Senya, straddled him, and ran a hand along his cheek.
"It's getting into autumn. It's so cold tonight—why not let us stay over?"
"Senya, are you really full?"
Kurenai's words were full of implication. Beside her, she had her head almost buried in her chest, but every so often she turned to look at Senya, her eyes darting away.
As the effects of the drug spread, the breathing in the room grew heavier.
"Anko, your cooking's improved since last time. Did you add something special?"
A year later, Anko leaned close to Senya's ear again and breathed warmly against it.
"I added a little bit of delicious seasoning."
As she spoke, her tongue brushed past Senya's ear.
A tingling sensation ran from Senya's ear.
Watching Anko, Kurenai couldn't hold back any longer. How could she put something like that in the bento?! If Kurenai hadn't come tonight, wouldn't Anko have gotten to taste the real "Senya tofu"?
She stood up and slowly walked over to sit beside Chiba. She took Senya's left hand and intertwined their fingers.
Anko had clearly come up with a devious plan, using "food additives" as her weapon. She really was Orochimaru's student.
It also made Senya understand what the two women meant. Even Kurenai, usually so reserved, was looking at him with a mix of shy invitation and deep affection.
"Ninja Art: Four-Sided Barrier Ninjutsu!"
Forming a hand seal with one hand, he laid down a ninjutsu once used during the Warring States period to protect clan lands, sealing off the house.
He stood and led Anko and Kurenai toward the room inside.
The room was dim. Moonlight filtered through the curtains and fell beside the pillow.
Anko took off her khaki-colored coat.
A black, linked-mesh ninja top hugged Anko's curvaceous figure, covering her from the upper body to just above the knees.
Her gray-brown pupils contracted. Her flawless, tender body, illuminated by the moonlight and clad in the black linked-mesh ninja top, was alluring enough to set one's imagination running wild.
Her hands began moving slowly, removing the extra garments.
Seeing how far behind she was, Red Eye did something she would never have dared to do under ordinary circumstances, spurred on by the "food additive."
She bent down, shoved Anko aside, and pinned Senya down.
Senya's eyes widened. Even Kurenai was being so forward now. It seemed that unless he showed them what a real man could do, he wouldn't teach the two of them a lesson.
He sprang up and reversed their positions, taking control of the situation.
"It's been so long since I've seen you two. I didn't expect you to have become this bold."
The blush spread from Anko's cheeks down her body, her skin barely visible beneath her clothes.
Kurenai turned her head away and began undoing the white sash tied around her waist. Her long red sleeves slid slowly toward the bed. A little white fabric on her outer garment covered her equally ample breasts, and at her chest, Senya could see a black linked-mesh ninja top like Anko's.
Her gaze kept darting away, yet remained fixed on Senya's body.
Faced with their provocations, Senya naturally had to teach Anko and Kurenai a proper lesson.
No one knew how long it took before the sounds in the room finally quieted. By then, the moon was about to set, and the rising sun was sending out its first rays of dawn.
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