I Eat Meat

She had not expected the Fleet Admiral to be so decisive, directly giving up on Kaji.

But on second thought,

Gion strongly agreed with Sengoku's handling of the matter. If she were the Fleet Admiral, she would have done the same.

A fifteen-year-old Great Swordsman was simply too astonishing.

Even giving up a future Admiral candidate was completely worth it!

"What should I do?" Gion took a deep breath and asked seriously.

"Tomorrow, Junichi will be taking a ship to the elite training camp." Sengoku stated his thoughts plainly. "I want you to escort him."

"Understood!" Gion nodded.

This mission was not difficult.

And she also wanted to exchange swordsmanship insights with this young Great Swordsman.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Sengoku let out a sigh of relief.

"Please rest assured, I won't disappoint you." Gion bowed as she spoke.

The next day.

Junichi headed to the harbor and boarded the warship bound for the training camp.

At first, he did not know that Gion was the one assigned to escort him.

Although Observation Haki could sense a person's presence, powerful people also knew how to conceal their aura and avoid its detection.

It was not until he stepped onto the deck

and saw Gion that Junichi learned this future "Peach Rabbit" would be taking him to the training camp.

"It will take seven days to reach the training camp from here."

Gion walked to his side and asked with a smile, "How did you sleep last night? Are you getting used to the atmosphere here?"

"It was fine." Junichi answered indifferently.

He casually looked Gion over, appreciation in his gaze.

She truly deserved to be such a popular female character in the original work. Her lovely figure and striking face were particularly eye-catching.

Unfortunately, she was not very convenient to make a move on.

He did not have time for romance.

"Oh?"

Gion naturally noticed Junichi's gaze, and her expression turned teasing.

She had thought her charm had failed.

So yesterday, he had only been pretending to be proper. Now he had finally shown his true colors.

"No need to be shy. If you want to look, look openly. Big sister won't mind." Gion said calmly.

"Forget it."

Without turning around, Junichi said flatly, "What's the point of just looking? I eat meat."

"Eat meat?" Gion raised a brow and covered her mouth with an amused smile. "You don't look like it."

"Then I'll show you."

Junichi turned at her words, the desire in his heart plainly revealed through his eyes.

Gion's long, straight legs, fair skin, and soft pink lips—

he examined every inch of them.

"You..."

Gion blushed and hurriedly covered herself with her hands.

Junichi's gaze frightened her.

It was naked and scorching, as though he wanted to strip her bare and devour her.

Everywhere his eyes fell felt as though it had been burned.

"Is that all?"

Junichi withdrew his gaze, turned back calmly, and continued looking out at the sea.

Gion's face darkened. She had actually been looked down on.

Damn it!

She felt secretly ashamed and irritated. She was seven years older than him, yet a single look had frightened her. That was far too pathetic.

This was her ship!

Her territory!

She had to regain some ground!

"Hehe, if you were a little older, I might be interested." Gion lowered her arms with feigned ease, though the flush on her cheeks made her words sound unconvincing.

"Then let's say that's the case."

Junichi shrugged, not intending to argue with her.

"Tch!"

Gion was somewhat displeased, but remembering the Fleet Admiral's assignment, as well as her own desire to discuss swordsmanship,

she could only suppress her emotions.

"I heard you tamed the cursed blade Demon Eye. Can you let me see it?" Gion exhaled, her voice returning to calm.

For swordsmen, socializing meant looking at each other's swords.

"That's no problem." Junichi glanced at her, nodded, and drew Demon Eye.

After that,

Gion naturally brought up the topic of swordsmanship.

As a Great Swordsman, Junichi easily answered the doubts of Gion, who was still at the level of a Swordsman.

"So that's how it is!"

The more Gion listened, the happier she became, surprise flashing in her eyes. "A Swordsman is a breakthrough of the body, while a Great Swordsman is a breakthrough of the mind?"

"This is the first time I've heard such an apt description!"

"Then how does one achieve a breakthrough of the mind?"

Gion pressed impatiently.

But Junichi fell silent at that moment.

"?" Gion looked at him in confusion. "Why did you stop talking?"

"The rest is paid content." Junichi said as he looked her over.

Gion was baffled by his scrutiny and asked with an amused smile, "Paid? How much do you want? I can still afford tens of millions of Beli."

"It's not about money." Junichi shook his head. "I already told you, I eat meat."

As he spoke, the way he looked at Gion became unrestrained.

His gaze wandered over her curves, especially lingering on her full, rounded breasts.

"You!?"

Gion flushed deeply and quickly covered herself with both hands.

His gaze was so intense that it felt as though it were licking across her skin inch by inch.

Goosebumps rose all over her body.

"You get shy after just a few looks? So you have zero experience." Junichi looked at her disdainfully. "And you were putting on such an act earlier."

Back in the Naruto World, Junichi had long since tasted the pleasures of women.

Ninjas were under a lot of pressure.

And in the Naruto World, early marriage was common.

So from the age of thirteen, he had been a regular in the pleasure district.

After nearly every mission, he would go there to relieve his stress.

"I..."

Gion's face turned crimson. Her narrow eyes were both embarrassed and angry. She wanted to retort, but did not know what to say.

"Stop stammering. If you want the rest, serve up the meat." Junichi walked away without looking back, entering a cabin room to rest.

Huff!

Huff!

Huff!

Gion stood on the deck, furious and embarrassed, her chest heaving violently.

"You keep talking about eating meat. Why don't you eat shit?"

She cursed under her breath.

But after thinking it over, she hesitated again.

That was knowledge of the Great Swordsman realm, and it had been explained layer by layer, directly addressing the root of it all.

Gion had never heard such a clear explanation before.

She had a powerful premonition.

If she could hear the rest, it would definitely help her reach the realm of a Great Swordsman faster!

"How can I get him to keep talking?"

Gion's expression shifted as she struggled inwardly. "Do I really have to let him take advantage of me?"

"It feels a little scary..."

"But this is the realm of a Great Swordsman."

She paced back and forth hesitantly.

In the end,

the scales in her heart still tipped toward "wanting it."

"The Fleet Admiral also told me to build a good relationship with him, so making a few risqué jokes should be fine, right?" Gion began making excuses for herself.

"Besides, would he really dare to do anything?"

"This is my ship!"

At that, Gion nodded firmly.

That was right, this was her territory.

How could she be frightened by a boy seven years younger than her?

"Calm down, Gion!"

Gion patted her cheeks to encourage herself. "I'll go find him tonight and give him a little incentive. I refuse to believe he won't reveal something!"

"For the realm of a Great Swordsman, using a little beauty is completely worth it."

"Anyway, I won't let him truly take advantage of me!"

Having made up her mind,

Gion returned to her cabin as well and patiently waited for nightfall.

Night fell.

After taking a bath, Gion even sprayed on perfume that she rarely used.

Other than not putting on a full face of makeup,

her overall appearance was nearly a full level above normal.

"Quick and decisive!"

Gion looked at herself in the mirror, nodded in satisfaction, and quietly left her room.

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