"Mm... n-no, I'm fine."
Kazahana Koyuki stiffened, distinctly feeling the large hand against her waist.
It tingled and tickled, as though an electric current had struck her.
She struggled to rise, her fingertips accidentally brushing Xuandou's abdomen. She shuddered, her right hand snapping back as though she had touched a branding iron.
"S-sorry!"
Xuandou did not answer. His black eyes stared straight at her, something primal and scorching in them.
The figure beneath her blue outer robe truly held some hidden treasures.
Especially those stores of nourishment wrapped in her close-fitting top and her full thighs. Holding her felt like holding a warm, watery balloon filled with water, wonderful to the touch.
Combined with the innate nobility and elegance of a daimyō's daughter, and the poise and grandeur she had displayed beneath the spotlights as a famous actress...
Though she was an inexperienced young woman, her appearance held more allure and appeal than that of many mature married women.
Those two little girls, Ino and Sakura, could not remotely compare.
Perhaps only Mikoto and Tsunade... could rival her somewhat in bearing.
The only pity was that, aside from the Ice Release kekkei genkai inherited through her bloodline, Kazahana Koyuki had never practiced the Chakra Refinement Technique to become a ninja.
Her body was delicate and supple.
She could not participate in many difficult, physically demanding moves, and probably could not endure prolonged conquests...
What a waste of that succubus-like body that could drain a man to the marrow.
"Lord Xuandou!"
Kazahana Koyuki's voice held a hint of reproach, but it was so soft that she sounded almost coquettish.
She exerted herself, about to pull away.
But she had forgotten that the glass slipper on her left foot had shattered. The frost congealed on the grass startled her foot, throwing her