Naruto: The Prince of Lust-Chapter 289

"Not at all," a hard voice replies from under the Kazekage's white mask. "It's better it's held here this time. Were it in Kumo, I fear the trip may be too much for you, Hokage-sama. Maybe it's time to select a Godaime Hokage?"

"Haha, I still have time left, I feel. But I've witnessed much hope for our future," Hiruzen replied. He then stands and addresses the excited masses. After welcoming everyone to Hidden Leaf's Chūnin Exam, he officially begins the main tournament and presents Shiranui Genma to introduce the ten participants who made it through the preliminary round. The crowd booms in confetti, streamers, and excitement.

From the noble's floor in the right tower, a tall, athletically slender woman with long auburn-haired is being treated like a precious and rare jewel by the upper echelon of social class, each flabby or frail man eager to have her by their side like a status trophy. When a seductive woman appears the type to strap a man down and whip him into submission, infiltrating the upper-class of society is rather mundane. Their security are certainly suspicious, however, the gullible minds of the rich always wave them away.

Though the pompous and frail men ignore the Hokage's speech, Mei does not. She's close enough to the Kages to wonder if she should or shouldn't allow the invasion to play out. Spying on the Suna and Leaf leaders, Mei feels the tingle of intrigue in the pit of her toned stomach. After her conversation with Naruto two nights ago, she can't help but wonder what the blond has up his bright orange sleeve.

MEI

Mei was glad she didn't have to wait long before Naruto left the Cloud-nin's tiny studio. Suppressing her chakra, she follows him the entire way to the Hokage monument. They were the only two atop of the high monument, overlooking the bright village under the starry night sky, and if she weren't bringing dire news—and Naruto was a little taller than her—this enchanting view would be the setting of a romantic fantasy she'd love to turn into reality. Mei makes herself known when she casually leans on the railing next to him, turning his head and striking him with her alluring presence. It's a look she's seen often and still enjoyed after so many years.

Mei was a late bloomer; gangly with knobby knees, a small face, and large teeth. It took her many years and a lot of training to grow into the beauty she is today. Model tall with a large bust, athletically slender with captivating hips that add a curvaceous sway to her apple-bottom. She wore a blue, long-sleeved crop-top with mesh insert. It was a bodice dress, the hem of which reaches above her knees and is double-slit up to her hips so her legs were unrestrained even if her mesh-legging thighs were enticingly visible. Contrasting the blue of her outfit was her white, high-heel, knee-length sandals with shin-guards and white belt.

Her most noticeable feature, however, was her long auburn hair that went past her round butt and accented with a top-knot. Long gone were the days her richly dignified hair was roughly and unevenly cut nearly to the scalp. She had two bangs that frame her model face and another that falls to the side, covering her whole right eye and leaving the left eye visible. With fair, unblemished skin, seductive green eyes, the woman grew to be seductively stunning. At twenty, she couldn't turn a head, now at twenty-six, she knows men have murdered to win a beauty like her.

Alone atop Konoha's famed monument, she enjoyed why he'd be surprised by her close proximity to him. And if Mei is honest, her looks never hurt when she's negotiating for something she needs.

"I bet a lot on you," the woman casually said from beside him.

Looking around to be certain she's talking to him, he sounded, "uhh, who are you?"

With her sultry voice, she answered, "my name is Mei."

"Oh," he answered. "You shouldn't gamble, Mei."

"I know," Mei girlishly bemoaned, before defending herself. "But the odds are fifty to one on you beating Gaara. Winning the tournament is a hundred to one, and making Chūnin is an astounding five hundred to one."

Chuckling weakly, Naruto grumbled, "haha... that doesn't surprise me. So you actually bet on me?"

"How could I not," she answered, thinking, 'especially with how much I know about your abilities.' As they watch the bright city under the night sky, Mei orates, "the whole world is in the mind, you know. Any decision you make can be the death of you."

Wondering if this is a pep-talk so she doesn't lose her bet, he asked, "uh, you mean in the arena?"

"I mean in shogi," she winningly answered. "...as in life. That Hitai-ate on your forehead, for example. It's the symbol of your life as a shinobi and demands total concentration or the very worst is allowed to happen. Have you been forced to the brink of certain death?"

"Uh, yeah," he casually answered, all the while eying her skeptically. In his mind, except for Mabui and Samui, beautiful women don't just enter his life for no reason and he asked as much. "Is there a reason why you're here?"

Broadening her charming moist-red lips into a smile, Mei returned, "do I need a reason to?"

"It's just, I've never seen you before," he replied.

"That's because I'm not from Konoha," she easily explained before continuing with her death-related inquiry. "Did you change after being brought so close to death, or were you the same as before?"

Dissatisfied with how lost he is, he asked to know, "where are you from?"

"Kirigakure," Mei readily answered.

His eyes widen as his brows heighten in mild shock. Naruto quickly asked, "really? What are you doing out here?"

With pouty red lips, Mei laments responding, "I'd hoped to meet the man of my dreams but I fear I may have been stood up." It didn't tell him much and she asked, "so, were you?"

"About the death thing?" With her nod, he answered, "I... well, yeah, I stayed the same, more or less."

Lightly taken aback, she leans forward slightly over the waist-high rails and twists to look at him as she asked, "truly?"

Naruto tried not to stare at the way her full breasts sway with her forward movement while he answered, "y-yeah. But I wasn't fighting just to fight. I had something to prove."

Still leaning forward with part of auburn hair falling over her bare shoulder and seemingly oblivious to the allure her gently swaying breasts is affecting him, she continued asking, "and did you? Prove it?"

Pink in the cheeks, he replied, "I think so. It worked out well."

Leaning back with perfect posture again, she admitted, "I met death early in life, as many of us in Kiri have," and she felt Naruto pay more attention to her. "Constant violence, competition, and deceit have an unparalleled way of shaping a boy or girl graduating the Academy, but in doing so, that person's heart, mind, and soul are on the same page; the most direct route to power. It's on their quest for dominion that they adopt the worst and most callous actions, because in Kiri, only the strong survive, and worst yet, only the strongest lead." freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

She can tell he's not sure what to make of her as he deflects by asking, "uh, were you supposed to meet this guy here? I can help with directions if you need."

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