At this moment, Kurenai Yuhi felt like a commodity stripped bare for display, to be scrutinized and judged!
"This battle attire…"
Mikage's fingertips lingered on the rough purple bandages.
Feeling the warmth and tautness of the skin beneath the fabric.
"It's full of wild tension, very suitable for you, Kurenai."
"It makes you look like a beautiful, untamable female leopard."
His words carried a morbid admiration.
But every word was like a poisonous thorn, deeply piercing Kurenai Yuhi's dignity.
"However,"
Mikage's tone suddenly shifted… his fingertips pressed down hard, almost embedding into the muscles of her back, causing a sharp, stinging pain.
"As my concubine, it would be better for you to wear more appropriate and luxurious clothes in the future."
"This outfit… makes you too easily coveted."
Kurenai Yuhi bit her lower lip so hard.
The coppery taste of blood filled her mouth, barely suppressing the screams and curses that almost burst from her throat.
Her body was firmly bound by invisible chakra chains.
She couldn't even turn her head to avoid his nauseating gaze.
She could only use her red eyes, burning with fury.
To glare at Mikage, trying to tear him to shreds with her gaze.
Mikage, however, seemed to enjoy her "powerless rage."
He chuckled softly, leaning in closer.
Almost touching Kurenai Yuhi's earlobe.
His warm breath, carrying the scent of incense, made her feel a bone-deep chill:
"Don't look at me like that, Kurenai. You know."
"That only makes me… want to conquer you more, to thoroughly crush this pride of yours."
His voice was like a lover's whisper, yet filled with the most malicious threats.
"Look at your perfect waist,"
His hand finally left her back, but then, like an iron hoop, it suddenly encircled Kurenai Yuhi's slender yet resilient waist.
Forcibly pulling her stiff body even closer to him!
Their bodies were almost pressed together.
Kurenai Yuhi could clearly feel the rise and fall of his chest and the powerful, cold chakra fluctuations.
"It seems you haven't done anything foolish with Asuma yet…"
His words made Kurenai Yuhi's heart clench.
She had clearly confirmed her relationship with Asuma, how could she… "Let go of me! Mikage!"
Kurenai Yuhi finally squeezed out a broken sound through gritted teeth.
Filled with extreme humiliation and anger.
"You lunatic! Demon! I, Kurenai Yuhi, am a Konoha ninja! Not a plaything in your harem!"
"Plaything?"
Mikage's gaze suddenly turned cold.
The Mangekyo pattern's rotation abruptly accelerated.
A more powerful mental pressure, like a tsunami, crashed into Kurenai Yuhi's consciousness.
Making her head instantly throb and her vision blur.
"It seems you need to reacquaint yourself with your place, Kurenai."
His voice lost all warmth, leaving only cold command.
"Konoha ninja?"
He sneered, and the hand around her waist tightened abruptly.
Almost breaking her bones.
"Soon, Konoha will also prostrate itself at my feet. And you, Kurenai Yuhi, as my 'concubine'."
"Will become the most perfect… symbol connecting the new order of the Land of Fire with Konoha's old era."
Symbol?
Kurenai Yuhi was almost suffocated by the cold words and the sharp pain in her waist.
She instantly understood Mikage's deeper, terrifying intention.
He wasn't just trying to possess her as a person.
He wanted to use her as a trophy, a political symbol!
To turn her, Kurenai Yuhi, an elite Jonin of Konoha, mentor of Team 8… into living proof of him, this "Emperor," taming the Konoha Hidden Village.
To humiliate the Hokage, to dismantle Konoha's morale.
To declare his absolute authority, transcending the ninja system!
"Dream on…" Kurenai Yuhi gasped with difficulty, her eyes burning with an unyielding flame, "I'd rather die…"
"Die?"
Mikage suddenly grabbed her chin.
Forcing her to look directly into the Mangekyo, with its ominous rotating patterns.
"Before these eyes of mine, death… is also a luxurious delusion, Kurenai."
"And if you die, Hinata will experience all this…"
"Now, let us begin… the first lesson of 'recollection'."
Mikage's voice was like a curse… Hinata?
Thinking of her innocent and tender student, how could Kurenai Yuhi let her go through all this… She was still just a child… A line of clear tears flowed from Kurenai Yuhi's eyes, and she closed them in resignation.
"Asuma…"
A primal murmur escaped her lips.
Mikage, however, laughed even more heartily, laying Kurenai Yuhi flat on the dragon throne, "Yes… keep calling his name later!"
"Bastard… don't touch…"
Rip!
As if he couldn't hear Kurenai Yuhi's lament.
That iconic bandage outfit… was torn open… [Ding! Communication with Kurenai Yuhi complete, obtained "Genjutsu: Three Lotus of Illusion."]
An hour later.
Mikage straightened his back, listening to the system notification in his mind.
To be honest, he was somewhat dissatisfied.
He had the Mangekyo Sharingan, so genjutsu was no problem for him.
Only plagiarizing a group-attack genjutsu from Kurenai Yuhi.
Felt a bit low-grade… Then continue.
No sooner said than done, Mikage turned the slightly panting Kurenai Yuhi over… "Wait… you… wait a moment…"
Kurenai Yuhi trembled, unable to utter a complete sentence.
Why again?
She was truly afraid!
Her precious treasure, which she had preserved for so many years, was so brutally taken, and that was one thing.
But to be so inconsiderate?
"Ugh ah…"
A scene of pear blossoms pressing down on crabapples…