I was quite aware that the body that I was currently in was vastly superior to my previous life, but as my knuckles slammed onto the taijutsu post in front of me, the dull echo of pain was surprisingly muted. I was a little conservative in the beginning, holding back the punches, but only when I tried to swing my fist as hard as I could did I begin to feel this dull sensation.
'The whole thing is weird. It's not like I don't feel the wooden pole if I don't slam into it hard enough, but my sense of touch and sense of pain are on an entirely different wavelength. And that's without a pain resistance skill... maybe it's ingrained in shinobi due to chakra?' It felt like bullshit, but it was not like I was going to complain. A muted sensation of pain is appreciated in a world where enemies would soon be lobbing fireballs at me.
*Twack Twack* *Twack Twack* *Twack Twack* *Twack Twack*
Dull sounds echoed throughout the small valley between the forest. Ino was in front of me, her eyes shining as she twirled around the pole, her hands flowing through predefined movements as she slammed them onto the pole. Her gaze, though, was directed at me, further amplifying the fact that something so complex was easily ingrained into her movements.
'According to canon, Ino and Sakura used to have more of a bitch fight in the academy, I'm assuming that won't be the case here.'
"Is that the Yamanaka clan's taijutsu style?" I asked, throwing caution to the wind. No matter how enticing the image of her swinging boobs was, I needed to progress with her, and that involved indulging her a little bit.
"Yes, Father started teaching this to me last year, though I'm not allowed to use this in the academy," she pouted, her movements stopping at the first sign of opportunity as she moved a bit closer. With quite a bit of her creamy skin on display, as she moved closer, the height difference between us gave me a great view into the window of cleavage in her top.
So I stared. The blowjob in the morning did help earlier, but I could feel my arousal and need for another orgasm grow.
...
"Ahem..." I cleared my throat as I took a step back, taking my eyes off her curves as I hurried along to change the topic, "So it's a secret, wanna spar? I want to see how well this personalized style works and looks on you."
The framing of my question caused her to agree quite easily, though I hurriedly added some precautions for myself, "Let's start at a slower pace before ramping up."
Getting another nod, I took a few steps back. My hands naturally moved into a stance that felt familiar yet unknown to me. Through the past 5-10 minutes, I had focused on throwing a varied range of punches at the log, and when I settled into this stance, I could feel there was a difference.
[Passive Skill Active]
[Beginner Uzumaki Style Taijutsu]
That moment caused me to pause, and Ino decided to take that opportunity to advance. She dashed toward me, which caused me to ignore the notification and the thought it generated as I leaned back. My reactions were intuitive as my hands rose, deflecting her jab with my right hand, and my left hand clamped down onto her rising left hand. With a simple tug and a jab at her midsection, I twirled Ino's body by destabilizing her balance. My right hand then grabbed onto her arm that was coming to attack my head, and with my elbow, I placed it just under her neck.
Both of us froze for a moment before Ino pushed her ass backward into my growing erection. Not giving her an easy escape, I enjoyed the pleasant sensations for a bit before applying pressure by pulling my arm and choking her. She stopped, and her hands tried to flail around, but they didn't get much room in my grip. Still, I decided to let her go, and she stumbled away, coughing as her hands massaged her neck. Her grievance was plainly etched onto her face, but her eyes did sneak a peek down at my bulge.
Rolling my eyes, I turned away from her and heard her groan in disappointment. With the teenage eye candy outside my vision, I focused on what had happened. The spar or the incident had barely taken a second; with the muscle memory that I inherited from 'Naruto,' I was able to disable Ino in a matter of seconds.
Another thing of note was the perception of speed. When I had noticed her dash toward me, she was more like a blur of speed moving toward me, but during the fight, I was able to focus and see through each of her moves. As I could now feel her trying to sneak toward me, she had recovered surprisingly quickly.
'Maybe it was because of Mind's eye of Kagura?'
Deciding to let her succeed, I focused and instantly noticed the difference once again. Her movements slowed down, which just seemed absurd. Still, with precise movements, Ino's body dipped slowly as she got ready, and then she jumped. I turned around, catching sight of her surprised expression before I maneuvered around her charge, my arm catching her waist as I twirled her around. The pressure of changing her momentum should have popped my arm, yet I barely felt the pressure as I caught her.
My eyes took in her pouting expression. Resisting the urge to shake my head, I instead asked, "What were you trying?"
"Nothing..." She replied, as she moved closer, taking advantage of the fact that my arm was curled around her. She smelled like flowers as I looked down into her pupilless eyes. Something that should have been a tale from a horror story now was a source of arousal as her busty cleavage peeked right back at me.
I could feel the thighs of her right leg brush up against my growing bulge once again, and from the pleased smile on her face, Ino also realized the effect she was having on me.
'I'll just experiment with the taijutsu styles later... getting more LP should be on my radar as well, right?'
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AN - Going back to regular release. Will try to upload around 4-5 chapters per week. 5 extra chapters on P.atreon. Chapter length will increase to 1500 words per chapter from chapter 15.