"Ahem, Shimizu..."
Nonou Yakushi carefully chose her words, contemplating how she should handle the situation with Shimizu. She understood that the children in the orphanage were usually too young and far too preoccupied with the daily struggles of survival to be anything but oblivious. Facing behavior like Shimizu's was a first for her.
"Have you... well, have you seen any girls around your own age who are similar to me?"
Nonou tried to steer Shimizu toward finding a more appropriate substitute. As long as the age was right, it would be fine. She felt that she was unsuitable in both status and age; she was his former teacher, the current Director of the Orphanage, and had even become a nun. If they truly ended up together, Nonou couldn't even fathom the scale of the public outcry it would cause.
The Uchiha were a prestigious clan. Would a genius of such a noble lineage really seek out an older woman? Not only would he be looked down upon by his own kin, but he would also become a laughingstock to the rest of the world.
"No, Sister Nonou is unique."
Shimizu's gaze was burning. Beneath her white hood, Nonou's face possessed a Madonna-like grace, radiating a maternal glow. Her figure was curvaceous and elegant, a silhouette that even the heavy nun's habit couldn't entirely conceal. The seductive lines of her body were subtly outlined by the tight black garments beneath her habit.
It was said that nuns wore leggings or tights underneath their robes—either black or white—to provide flexibility and comfort during physical labor or long hours of standing. Since Nonou worked various odd jobs every day, she likely followed this practical custom.
"This behavior is wrong," Nonou said, shaking her head.
However, seeing the hint of disappointment on Shimizu's handsome face, her heart wavered. She felt she had already placed too much pressure on the boy. This time, he had handed over his newly earned mission rewards to her without a second thought. If she rejected him completely, wouldn't that be too cruel?
These are likely just the effects of hormones, Nonou thought to herself.
This was basic medical knowledge. Shimizu wasn't that old yet and still possessed a child's temperament. And the nature of a child is to be fickle; once their curiosity is satisfied, they quickly lose interest and move on to a new toy.
"Come here."
A faint blush crept onto Nonou's face as she beckoned him over. Shimizu obediently took a few steps closer, stopping just inches away. After a rustling sound, Nonou's fingers gripped the hem of her outer garment. Then, the heavy nun's habit slid off.
On the cabinet, a white pigeon watched the scene with a dazed expression. Its crimson eyes reflected the moment a master began imparting "knowledge" to her disciple. Finding it dull, the pigeon flew out to a branch of a nearby tree. From a distance, it saw a young human girl the master had adopted—named Guren—talking to a purple-haired woman. It seemed the master had told her to spend the night outside?
The pigeon thought about this in its simple-minded way, then looked up at the moonlight. Tonight's moon was exceptionally round.
Creak...
Just as the pigeon was beginning to doze off, a sound startled it awake. It looked over and saw the "plump" blonde woman. She had two heavy burdens on her chest that looked quite cumbersome. The pigeon noticed that the first thing the woman did upon stepping out was take a deep breath, as if whatever had happened inside had left her deeply agitated.
After a casual glance, the pigeon looked away and flew back into the second-floor bedroom, settling into the nest its master had built for it to sleep.
Outside the door, Nonou Yakushi had naturally noticed the pigeon's presence. Since the ninja animal emitted no hostility, she didn't give it much thought and continued walking away. Her heartbeat echoed in her ears, each throb questioning her conscience and her moral boundaries. Nonou didn't know if this counted as leading the boy astray.
Unfortunately, the die was cast; what was done could not be undone. A wave of regret washed over her. What had she done to the child she cared for? She felt she was no longer fit to be the Director of the Orphanage.
To be honest, Nonou seriously doubted if her actions were legal. She had shown Shimizu things he shouldn't have seen. Even now, reflecting on it caused her body to react in strange ways—a flush of heat and... a lingering thrill.
Nonou quickly suppressed these stray thoughts and quickened her pace. This was just a small sacrifice to correct Shimizu's path, she told herself. Once he realized the charms of girls his own age, he would find that an aging woman like her held no attraction at all.
The night breeze brushed against Nonou's face, cooling the heat in her cheeks. Looking at the nearly empty streets, she began her journey back to the village. It wasn't too late; there were still tens of minutes before the Konohagakure gate guards closed the entrance for the night. With her strength, traveling at night posed no danger.
Finally, Nonou touched the scroll inside her small cloth bag, her heart settling. At least the orphanage's financial crisis had been successfully averted. After this, she would continue to correct Shimizu. She hoped that the next time they met, he would have outgrown these "bad habits."
"So, it was a matching set," Shimizu mused, recalling everything that had just transpired.
He watched the white pigeon, which had only slept in its nest for a short while before burrowing under his covers to continue its nap. He pulled the blanket back slightly so she wouldn't suffocate.
"Even the most ordinary clothes look extraordinary on the right frame."
Shimizu's Three-Tomoe Sharingan spun slowly. Every detail of Nonou Yakushi remained vividly imprinted in his mind. The tight black leggings were like silk stockings, featuring circular patterns that pressed into her skin. Even the garments "arming" her heart were of the same style as the stockings. Aside from her black outer habit, Nonou had been wearing an inner layer of black clothing that could barely contain her exaggerated, lush figure.
It was hard to imagine that the woman who appeared so compassionate and maternal on the outside possessed such a stunning physique beneath. The heavy nun's habit acted more like a seal, locking away her incredible body. It was almost on par with Suzumebachi in her first stage of the Cursed Seal—and Suzumebachi relied on the power of the seal to achieve that.
"How much further will Nonou go next time?" Shimizu's eyes flickered.
In her quest to repay her debt and "correct" her disciple, Nonou would likely put in even more effort. Today had all been part of Shimizu's plan, using the pigeon as his "wingman." Poor Nonou remained completely in the dark. No matter how skilled she was at gathering intelligence, she would never use those skills against someone she trusted.
Furthermore, Shimizu had used his ocular power to hypnotize himself to enhance the act. In an era where the Mangekyo was a rarity, a Three-Tomoe Sharingan marked an absolute powerhouse within the Uchiha Clan. Nonou was an expert in the Intelligence Division, but she was ultimately a civilian ninja without a Kekkei Genkai. In this world, those with a Kekkei Genkai and those without lived in two different realities.
"The medical team is within reach," Shimizu smiled faintly. He created several Shadow Clones and had them enter the Cursed Seal mode to begin their training in sensing natural energy.
The next day.
Shimizu went to help Nobuhiko Hyuga treat his remaining Byakugan. As for the missing eye, it could only be covered with an eyepatch for now.
"Thank you, thank you so much."
Nobuhiko's gratitude toward Shimizu was beyond words. He was now wearing a fresh set of bandages; once they were removed in a few days, he could return to his normal life.
"It's no trouble. Someone has already thanked me in advance," Shimizu said, looking at Ginka Hyuga standing nearby with a meaningful smile.
Ginka Hyuga had already agreed to provide him with the Main House's Juken techniques and regular intelligence on the Hyuga Clan as an exchange.
"Yes... that's right," Ginka's expression was strained, but she said nothing more. At the very least, Nobuhiko had been treated. She figured she could just give Shimizu some trivial information later to satisfy him.
"By the way, I brought two oranges from home today to celebrate the success of the surgery. Here, these are for you."
Shimizu handed one orange to Nobuhiko Hyuga and another "orange" to Ginka. Ginka felt a surge of unease as she looked at the object in her hand. Shimizu stepped closer, his voice a low whisper in her ear:
"Inside this is some very precious video footage of the Main House's Juken. The 'lead actress' is you, Madam. I made it specifically so you could check if your movements have any errors."
As the words sank in, Ginka felt the world spin. She nearly collapsed. This demon... he never had any intention of letting her go.
"The road ahead is long, and it will be quite exciting," Shimizu said, giving her a firm squeeze before walking out of the hospital room.
Ginka winced in pain, but she couldn't worry about her physical discomfort. She clutched the chip in her hand tightly. If this ever got out, she would become a hundred-year sinner of the Hyuga Clan—a woman branded as a harlot by everyone. It could never be leaked. Absolutely never!
Panicked, she shoved the chip into her pocket, planning to destroy it as soon as she got home.
"Ginka, this orange is quite large."
Nobuhiko weighed the orange Shimizu had given him, surprised by its heft. He wondered what variety it was.
"Mm... yes, it is," Ginka replied, her face pale.
Her hand stayed in her pocket, gripping the chip that was smaller than a fingernail. It felt "large" enough to crush the very life out of her.
"Let's go home now," Nobuhiko said, eager to finish the discharge paperwork. He could go home today, rest for a few days, and remove the bandages himself without returning to the Konoha Hospital.
"Alright."
The two left the ward. Once they returned to the Hyuga Clan compound...
"Ginka, good. You've grown up. You're even moved to tears by Nobuhiko's recovery."
Hiashi Hyuga looked at Ginka. He noted that she, who usually idled away her time, had been diligently caring for Nobuhiko lately and hadn't been pressuring the Branch House members as much. Seeing her "tears of joy" at Nobuhiko's discharge pleased him.
"You sisters should get along well from now on."
Hiashi glanced at Natsu Hyuga, who was also in the compound.
"Yes, Lord Hiashi," Natsu nodded. Her dark green hair fell forward as she bowed, masking the mocking expression on her face.
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