"Let me fuck you once for free, and I'll spare your life..."
The man's mocking voice sounded behind him.
Yanbai: "???"
A cold sensation touched his neck-the feeling of a blade against his skin.
When the girl in front of him remained silent, the man tightened his grip, pressing the blade down against the beauty's neck.
Yet that simple movement made him feel as though he were cutting into a wooden statue.
Crack!!!!
As though some scorching gaze had pierced the back of his head, the man felt something scatter wildly inside his eyes.
...His head suddenly grew heavy, and all strength drained from his body.
Female Shinobi were the easiest to bully. He had always assumed a child this young couldn't possibly be very strong.
Yet he discovered that what he held in his arms really was a wooden puppet. A tremendous force struck him from behind, sending him flying into the opposite wall before he could scream.
He had experienced this sort of thing before.
But today was strangely different. He slid down the wall and couldn't get up at all. Worse still, his hands and feet seemed to have lost all sensation, even though his mind remained clear.
With difficulty, the man turned his head and looked toward the spot where he had just stood.
He saw an exceedingly young girl standing beside the water with a gentle expression.
The girl wore nothing, yet showed not the slightest shame. An almost-smile graced that heaven-sent beauty as he watched the man impassively.
Yanbai looked at him as calmly as ever. People might mistake him for a girl, and he usually wore women's clothing, but clothes were merely something to cover himself with. Other people's opinions couldn't change him. He was still a man.
Yet when the man beneath