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With a creak, the wooden door slowly opened, revealing an empty living room bathed in light, with the air filled with the aroma of food.
Uchiha Yoru, who had opened the door, squinted his eyes, his Mangekyou Sharingan coldly scanning the surroundings. His hand did not release the Kusanagi Sword, and the atmosphere was eerie.
The air was filled with a warm and inviting scent, and the light in the living room seemed to exude a cozy atmosphere, but damn, there was no one at home? Who the hell came to his house and even cooked for him?
At this moment, even he, who had undergone Ninja Academy training, was utterly baffled, his mind racing but unable to figure out who it could be.
Chakra adhered to the soles of his feet, allowing him to walk silently on the wooden floor. Uchiha Yoru slowly approached the entrance of the living room.
What met his eyes was a simple meal and a soup on the table, the steam not as abundant but the aroma in the air even more intense.
No one?
Uchiha Yoru narrowed his eyes. The moment he caught the first whiff of the air, he held his breath. At the same time, a Poisonous Snake slithered out from his sleeve, crawling around the room and opening all the windows.
Was there any poison in the air? Ventilation was an instinctive reaction.
In the brightly lit room, Uchiha Yoru calmly walked upstairs, while Poisonous Snakes crawled along the walls, hiding in the dark corners or blind spots, ready to strike unexpectedly.
With a rustle, the wooden door to the bedroom slid open. The moment a figure appeared inside, Uchiha Yoru's Mangekyou Sharingan flashed with shock. The walls outside were already covered with Poisonous Snakes, though they were not visible from his angle.
In an instant, all the Poisonous Snakes stopped, and Uchiha Yoru, seeing the situation in his bedroom, was truly stunned. However, he still managed to force a strained smile.
"Yūhi Kurenai! Can you explain why you're in my house, and in my bedroom?"
His smile was filled with danger, and the Poisonous Snakes on the walls hissed, ready to attack.
At that moment, Yūhi Kurenai had not only tidied up the bedroom but had even made the bed, the sheets spread out as if waiting for someone to sleep. But this was not her room.
Yūhi Kurenai was kneeling on the wooden floor, maintaining the respectful posture of a seated servant, her head lowered and her shoulders trembling as if she were shivering.
"C-Captain Yoru, Sister Miko said you could help me with my current troubles."
Yūhi Kurenai, her teeth chattering, spoke in a weak voice, like a discarded kitten. Uchiha Yoru narrowed his eyes and asked, "What kind of trouble?"
What was Yūhi Kurenai's true intention? Was it part of her own plan or something the Anbu was plotting? As Uchiha Yoru's thoughts raced, Yūhi Kurenai's next words left him stunned, and he even smiled with a hint of meaning.
"C-Captain Yoru, my father..."
When Yūhi Kurenai revealed the massive debt her father owed, Uchiha Yoru couldn't help but look deeply at the girl. What a move by the Anbu, using such means to get close to him. He had underestimated the ninja of this world, or perhaps he had been neglectful.
In the world of ninja, public missions included assassination, interception, escort, and search, but there were also many covert and unsavory tasks, especially espionage.
The mission of a spy was to get close to the target, using any means necessary to achieve their goal.
With a gentle flick of his fingers, the Poisonous Snakes hidden around the bedroom walls slowly retreated and disappeared into the shadows. He still did not lower his guard.
"Three million debt, that is indeed a heavy burden for an ordinary ninja like you."
Uchiha Yoru calmly walked into the bedroom, his hand slowly releasing the Kusanagi Sword, but he did not let down his final vigilance.
Although it was for the mission, Yūhi Kurenai's face was pale, her lips trembling, and her smile forced.
"Lord Yoru, I am willing to be your concubine, even your lover."
Her pale lips trembled as she spoke, a sentence that trampled on her dignity. She knew that once these words were spoken, if the other party agreed, she would bear this stain forever.
Seeing Yūhi Kurenai's long purple hair, her cold and anxious face, and her bloodless lips, Uchiha Yoru couldn't help but sigh inwardly. What dirty means.
However, he said nothing, only looking at her calmly and asking, "Did you make the meal downstairs?"
"Eh?" Yūhi Kurenai was initially taken aback, but when she realized what he meant, she nodded with a flustered expression. "Lord Yoru, I made it. I noticed you hadn't returned, so I..."
Before she could finish, Yūhi Kurenai hastily bowed and said, "I'm truly sorry, I used your kitchen without your permission."
Yūhi Kurenai, a member of the Anbu, seemed genuinely flustered at that moment, but Uchiha Yoru narrowed his eyes and sneered. What a move by the Anbu, what a move by the Third Hokage. This was a series of traps, and the means were endless.
Yūhi Kurenai, a newcomer, whether her actions were real or fake, he had to respond.
Thinking this, Uchiha Yoru nodded calmly, "You haven't eaten either, go downstairs and bring the meal up here to the bedroom."
"Ah? Yes, Lord Yoru."
Yūhi Kurenai, clearly flustered and fumbling, hurriedly bowed and rushed downstairs.
...
In the bedroom, Yūhi Kurenai, her head lowered, sat in a flustered manner before the table, enduring the tense atmosphere while enjoying the meal.
At the table, Uchiha Yoru calmly finished his last bite, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and nodded in approval. "Your cooking is very good, but I generally don't like onigiri or sushi."
Hearing this, Yūhi Kurenai hastily placed the bowl she had not eaten from on the table and bowed. "I'm truly sorry, Lord Yoru. I will do my best to prepare what you like in the future."
Something about her words seemed off. In the future? At that thought, a hint of resentment rose in Yūhi Kurenai's heart, a feeling she herself hadn't noticed. She had joined the Anbu, so why was she doing a spy's mission?
A spy! Though she was a civilian, she knew that spies were secretly trained by the village, independent of the Six Paths Department. They were not a department but had great power, able to command the Six Paths Department to assist them when necessary, yet they themselves had no military force, a secret unit.
The Anbu, or 'Special Assassination and Tactical Unit,' was an elite ninja force, a special operations unit that carried out missions such as assassination, ambush, and protecting important personnel.
Uchiha Yoru, sensitive to emotions, raised an eyebrow. He sensed Yūhi Kurenai's fluster and a hint of resentment. A smile slowly formed on his lips. Perhaps he had found a way to counter.
With the cultural heritage of his previous life, a spy? Perhaps he could find a way to turn the tables.
"Yūhi Kurenai, this is Uchiha Clan red wine. It has beautifying effects for girls and can improve blood circulation for ninjas."
Taking a bottle of red wine from the bedroom cabinet, Uchiha Yoru laughed lightly and took two wine glasses. This house was granted to him by the clan, and it was well-equipped, even with various wines and teas, a necessity for someone from a wealthy family.
Perhaps to bolster her courage, or perhaps because she had no other choice, Yūhi Kurenai took the wine and drank a large mouthful in one go.
It was her first time trying red wine, and she immediately choked, her face turning red. But Uchiha Yoru clearly saw the paleness of her hand holding the wine glass.
Either she was an experienced spy, able to fake it so convincingly, or she was genuinely flustered and fearful.
Apart from her fake identity, all the emotions she displayed today were real.
Considering her age and the intelligence gathered by Itachi, even if she had time for training, it would have been limited to after graduation.
Not everyone had the talent of Kabuto or Inoichi, so Uchiha Yoru smiled and nodded. Even if she was a spy, he would find her weakness.
No one is perfect. Orochimaru was obsessed with immortality research, and the Third Hokage was loyal to Konoha's stability. These were their weaknesses, and he had his own. The allure of power, becoming a strong figure in this world, wielding power, and even the hope of immortality—why not?
Women are a strange creature. After a mouthful of wine, Yūhi Kurenai's eyes turned red. She knew she couldn't resist, a mission given by the Anbu chief, with so many resources invested. She had to push through, and the person before her was an elite of the Uchiha Clan. If she were exposed, her life would be worse than death.
"Lord Yoru, can you help me with my troubles?"
After drinking, Yūhi Kurenai had decided to go all in, especially under the influence of alcohol. Her eyes were red as she stared straight at him.
Her words seemed to be trying to cover something, but Uchiha Yoru smiled and nodded. "Yūhi Kurenai, you are beautiful, of good character, and talented. One million a year, I can pay off your debt and give you freedom after three years, if you don't mind."
As he spoke, Uchiha Yoru shrugged and smiled, his meaning clear. If she didn't mind, she could become an Uchiha openly.
While he disliked discussing business in such a setting, especially with a woman who had been pushed into this, her beauty and talent made her a valuable asset. It would be foolish to refuse.
In the original story, Yūhi Kurenai was already a Special Jonin, a civilian who had risen to this level, her talent was evident.
Investing three million to secure a future Special Jonin was a smart move. While there were risks, he knew her future potential and was willing to take the chance.
"Captain Yoru, you must keep your word," Yūhi Kurenai, emboldened by the alcohol, revealed a determined look, shedding her ninja outfit to reveal her tight-fitting undergarments.
In the dim light of the bedroom, the two figures embraced like lovers.
...
The next morning, Yūhi Kurenai, curled up like an injured kitten, watched Uchiha Yoru rise and look at her trembling eyelashes. He said nothing, knowing it was her first time and that this experience might be difficult for her to accept.
Holding her delicate hand, Uchiha Yoru squinted and nodded. The calluses on her hand were from frequent sword training. While Chakra could improve physical condition and prevent calluses, it required long-term cultivation.
In this ninja world, people matured early, both mentally and physically. Naruto's marriage in the original story showed that 17-year-olds could marry.
Yūhi Kurenai, a young girl, exuded a fresh and innocent aura. Due to her civilian background, she had limited resources and focused on physical training, making her skin more elastic.
His hands glowed with Medical Ninjutsu Chakra, gently touching her trembling skin. Yūhi Kurenai, though pretending to sleep with her eyes closed, could feel it.
...
As the morning sunlight streamed into the room, Yūhi Kurenai, now alone, looked at the bloodstains on the white sheets, feeling a mix of emotions.
Uchiha Yoru, with his handsome looks, stood out even in the Uchiha Clan, known for its beauty. His gentleness last night had brought her some comfort.
In truth, she felt she was the one benefiting, given his status, strength, background, and looks, which far surpassed hers.
Rising with some panic, she saw a note on the table. It read, 'I've gone to work. Breakfast is ready. I've taken the day off for you, consider it a public holiday.'
At the end was a reassuring smiley face. At that moment, a warm current seemed to flow through Yūhi Kurenai's heart, her eyes welling up with tears.
The Anbu had given her only cold missions, even sending her to spy on her own village, clearly instructing her to infiltrate and gather information.
But her target, whom she had found to be kind and tolerant, especially towards ninjas, and even last night...
"Thank you, but I may disappoint you."
Yūhi Kurenai looked at the simple warm porridge on the table, though it had cooled, and smiled.
But the smile quickly faded. She knew she could be moved, but she must remember her mission, to infiltrate Uchiha Yoru's life, gather intelligence, and eventually become part of the Uchiha Clan to gather information.
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