The Wrath of Nadeshiko

"Uchiha Qiu Yang, you, right now, immediately, follow me this instant."

Realizing she had been teased, Shizuka Nadeshiko was filled with indignation. After coldly snapping this at Qiu Yang, who had just finished off the rogue ninja, she headed toward the rear left.

Hmph, this guy deliberately held back his support just to let that rogue ninja split her mask.

This icy temperament, combined with a devilish face and a proud figure, once again piqued Qiu Yang's intense interest.

It was a tingling sensation, like being struck in the heart by a sweet and spicy young lady.

It was different from the politeness and distance he felt when facing original beauties like Tsunade, Hinata, or Ino.

He was certain this was the kind of... well... very comfortable, silky-cool feeling.

Moreover, the girl's appearance left a lingering impression in his memory, though he couldn't quite recall her name.

And so, Qiu Yang decided to follow and see what was up.

After instructing the merchant caravan to rest in place, he tracked the girl's trail.

A few minutes later, he arrived at a spot featuring rocks and grassy terrain.

This place...

Qiu Yang deduced it must be within the neutral territory at the intersection of the Land of Fire, Earth, and Wind. No wonder the rogue ninja chose that spot to strike earlier.

Too bad he ran into him, Uchiha Qiu Yang.

What was puzzling, however, was that the graceful young lady who had been leading the way was nowhere to be seen.

Confused, he leaped down from a tree onto the grass and was just about to call out when the girl suddenly sprang from behind a rock.

Without a word, she aimed several kunai at him and declared war: "Come and duel with me, you detestable Uchiha Qiu Yang."

The girl struck a combat pose, looking both beautiful and fierce.

Qiu Yang drew a kunai to deflect the incoming projectiles, admiring her face with interest as he asked:

"I don't even know who you are. Why the sudden duel?"

"Hmph, you'll have to ask your teacher Jiraiya. After he defeated my master years ago, this was the agreement they made."

After the young girl finished speaking, she noticed Qiu Yang staring blankly at her face. Blushing with shame and anger, she leaped into the air:

"Nadeshiko Style: Vacuum Dance Type Two."

It sounded like a formidable technique, but in reality, it was just spinning the body at high speed to launch a barrage of kunai at the enemy.

Much like Tenten, the rich girl who threw ninja tools at her enemies without a care, it was a wasteful tactic.

Qiu Yang didn't even need to activate his Sharingan; he neutralized the move simply by parrying and dodging with his kunai.

While worrying if the little beauty would get dizzy, he frantically searched his memory of the Naruto plot, trying to figure out when his teacher Jiraiya had incurred such a romantic debt.

Defeated her master? An agreement for their students to duel?

Holy crap, don't tell me...

"Hey, you wouldn't happen to be... Shizuka Nadeshiko, would you?"

"It seems your teacher has already told you. Then what are you waiting for? Show me your true strength!"

Told me my foot. His teacher Jiraiya was the type to forget any promise the moment he saw a pretty face; how would he have told his student about this?

It seemed her master was supposed to marry Jiraiya, but Jiraiya refused, so they agreed that their students would duel as a proxy for the marriage contract...

And if his memory served him right, this young girl also had a sweetheart somewhere.

He had actually felt a spark of attraction for her just now—that simply wouldn't do!

Qiu Yang pushed aside his disappointment and waved his hands, hoping to end this unnecessary fight:

"Hey, I can make the call for my teacher. That agreement can be voided right now. You can go ahead and be happy with that guy... what's his name, Saji?"

Upon hearing this, Nadeshiko was incensed by the behavior of this idiot making up rumors.

Seeing that the Vacuum Dance Type Two was ineffective, she chose to draw her kunai and charge, intent on engaging Qiu Yang in close-quarters combat.

"What are you doing? I said I wouldn't stop you from being happy with that guy..."

Though he liked her, he wasn't one to force things.

"Uchiha Qiu Yang, shut your mouth! I don't even know the person you're talking about!"

Nadeshiko shouted in anger, her strikes becoming increasingly fierce as she aimed directly for Qiu Yang's vitals.

That'll teach him to spout nonsense and slander her!

Qiu Yang froze for a moment at the reply, then roughly understood the situation.

Huh? So they haven't met yet!

If that was the case, couldn't he just bully this beauty who looked like a goddess?

That was exactly the logic.

With his psychological burden lifted and a devious plan in mind, Qiu Yang became very serious. He feigned difficulty in dodging her strike, then quickly flipped backward to put some distance between them.

His gaze sharpened as he activated his three-tomoe:

"Sharingan."

Hmm... Qiuyang wanted to use the freakish insight of the Sharingan to properly test her "feel"; after spending these days together, his heart had long since been restless.

The poor prey was overjoyed, thinking her moves had finally taken effect and made this Black Flash of Konoha take her seriously!

She hurriedly stuck to him, continuing to use her advantage in taijutsu to entangle Qiuyang, yet this was exactly what the man had intended.

Hmm, her hair was silky, straight, and black, feeling as smooth as satin;

Though she excelled at taijutsu, her waist was slender and supple, as exquisite as a newly sprouted willow branch;

Especially her skin, so tender and smooth that he didn't want to take his hand away.

"You... you..."

As her calf swept across, Nadeshiko, whose leg had been gripped and secretly pinched by Qiuyang, finally realized something was wrong.

Who uses such lewd moves while fighting?

Pulling back some distance, she noticed the insatiable expression on the hateful man opposite her, and she was so mortified she was on the verge of tears—

In all her years, when had she ever suffered such grievances?

To think she was now being touched by a strange man... being touched by a strange man...

Eh, why did she stop attacking? I haven't touched her hands or her little feet yet... Qiuyang wondered why Nadeshiko had ceased her assault.

Just as he was preparing to take the initiative to "take advantage," he noticed the young girl gritting her teeth and glaring at him with resentment.

Uh, I've been caught!

Qiuyang stopped in his tracks, feeling awkward, and suddenly realized the impropriety of his recent actions.

After all, she was a young girl who had yet to experience the ways of the world; what he had done was truly too much. Even if he liked her physically, he shouldn't have acted like that!

For the first time, he blushed and lowered his head, not daring to meet the young girl's eyes, his speech becoming stuttered:

"Um, if I said that was just an accident, would you believe me..."

"Shut up! I see you're just like that Jiraiya my master spoke of—a hypocrite who loves to take advantage of women."

Nadeshiko retorted with a glare, about to use Wind Release ninjutsu to teach this lecher a lesson, when she saw the man opposite her suddenly change his expression, his face darkening as he rushed toward her at high speed.

Hmph, is it because I spoke ill of your teacher?

Nadeshiko raised her kunai in a defensive stance, focusing all her attention on Qiuyang, vowing not to let him take advantage of her again.

"Idol, dodge to the right, quickly!"

What did he say?

Nadeshiko was stunned, and naturally, her body did not dodge as Qiuyang had instructed.

"Art is an explosion, Katsu..."