After Yanbai said that, Madara Uchiha looked up at the sky, speechless.
Finding that he could finally move, Yanbai slowly rose to his feet. As he straightened his clothes, he said, "This was a rare opportunity. Next time, I might not fall for your technique so easily."
If Madara Uchiha had actually touched him, surely he wouldn't have gone mad with anger? After all, he'd already been angered to death once.
To the eye, Yanbai appeared to be a woman. Only by touching him could someone discover that he was actually a man.
Unfortunately, Madara himself had given up his chance to confirm it.
Madara Uchiha closed his eyes briefly and said flatly, "There won't be a next time."
Doing something like this even once could leave a stain on his entire life. How could he possibly do it again?
Yanbai brushed the dirt off his clothes, then checked his hands for blades of grass.
He acted perfectly naturally, without the slightest hint of embarrassment.
Instead, Madara Uchiha, the one who had started it all, was uncomfortable.
Madara Uchiha drew a deep breath and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry..."
"It's all right." Yanbai still wore a radiant smile, but the words that left his mouth made Madara feel utterly at a loss. "For a moment there, I thought you were going to have your way with me."
Madara Uchiha choked. What kind of outrageous thing was that to say? He shook his head. "You're still a child. I'm not that despicable."
Yanbai laughed mercilessly. "The person who just lifted my skirt is claiming he's an upright man..."
Then he added with a particularly wicked laugh, "You're right, though. Doing that sort of thing too early would hamper your development in all sorts of ways."
"Shut up!"
Madara Uchiha