Entering the bathroom, Kushina slowly slipped off her clothes.
Mist gradually filled the room, coating the glass partition in a white haze.
Just then, a voice suddenly sounded beside Xuandou's ear:
"What are you smirking about?"
Xuandou whipped his head around.
Kurenai Yuhi had appeared beside the bed without him noticing.
She wore a thin nightdress, its pale purple fabric light and soft, faintly revealing the fair skin beneath.
The hem reached only halfway down her thighs, exposing a pair of long, straight legs.
Her long hair hung loose over her shoulders, making her delicate face look all the more alluring.
Her eyes held a hint of languor, and the corners of her lips curved in an ambiguous smile.
Without a word, Xuandou pulled Kurenai straight into his arms.
Over the next dozen or so days, Xuandou was very busy.
That day, someone knocked on his office door.
"Come in."
The door opened, and Itachi and Shisui walked in.
Someone else followed behind Itachi.
It was the retainer of the Land of Hot Water's Daimyō who had posted the commission last time.
Shisui, meanwhile, was carrying someone.
The man was bound tightly in black sealing formulas, and Shisui tossed him onto the floor.
His silver-gray hair was disheveled, and dirt and blood stained his face.
The Jashin Cult necklace around his neck hung askew, and his signature red triple-bladed scythe was nowhere to be seen.
It was Hidan, whom Shisui had captured.
He lay sprawled on the floor, still swearing incessantly:
"Damn it! You bastards!"
"How dare you treat me like this!"
"I'm a devoted follower of Jashin!"
"This is blasphemy against Jashin!"
"Lord Jashin won't let you get away with this!"
Itachi and Shisui approached Xuandou and dropped to one knee:
"Clan Head, the mission to capture Hidan