The two sides continued their chase, one fleeing and the other pursuing, rapidly heading deeper into the northern forest.
The pursuit continued for nearly half an hour.
The distance between them gradually shrank into a dangerous range.
Shinsuke’s breathing remained steady, but inwardly he had already begun weighing whether he should use his Sharingan to force a counterattack.
At that moment, panting voices came from the pursuers behind him.
“Captain, haven’t we chased them too far?
The mission site…”
“Yeah, what if something goes wrong…”
For a ninja, placing the mission above everything else was a creed engraved into their very minds.
If the mission failed because they had chased an unrelated target, none of them could bear the consequences.
Another ninja hesitated before speaking.
“Judging from their uniforms, they seem to be Iwagakure ninja…
As long as they’re not from Konoha, it shouldn’t matter.
Why don’t we head back now and avoid unnecessary complications…”
The bald captain’s expression shifted uncertainly.
As he looked at Kurenai in Shinsuke’s arms, reluctance filled his heart.
After carrying out missions for so long while remaining stuck in this godforsaken forest, he had long grown tired of satisfying himself with only his own hands.
Now that such an exceptional female ninja had practically delivered herself to him, he couldn’t bear to let her go.
After struggling with the decision for several seconds, he finally gritted his teeth and gave the order.
“The four of you return to the mission site immediately.
Treat the wounded and strengthen the defenses.
I’ll continue the pursuit alone!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he poured chakra into his legs, his speed surging as he rushed forward alone.
In his eyes, the one ahead was merely a medical ninja with decent accuracy when throwing weapons, and he was even carrying an injured companion.
His stamina had to be nearing its limit.
He alone would be enough to finish the job.
The four subordinates exchanged glances before obediently turning back.
Ahead, Shinsuke noticed the four leaving from the corner of his eye and finally relaxed a little.
After running a little farther and estimating that they had gone far enough away, he deliberately slowed his pace slightly.
The bald ninja was overjoyed.
‘Just as I thought, he’s exhausted!’
He accelerated and closed the distance while shouting,
“Can’t run anymore?
I’ll send you to your grave!”
Although he couldn’t help wondering why this medical ninja had better stamina than even him, a Jonin, and could still run this far while carrying a teammate…
None of that mattered anymore.
He was about to kill the man and thoroughly enjoy the female ninja in his arms.
With that thought, he rapidly closed in on the pair.
His hands quickly formed seals as Wind Release chakra condensed into a blade in his palms.
Just as the wind blade was about to be launched, Shinsuke suddenly turned around.
A pair of crimson eyes met his gaze.
“The Sharingan?!
No…
You’re not from Iwagakure!
You’re Konoha ninja!”
The bald ninja’s pupils contracted violently.
Years of experience on the battlefield had taught him countless terrifying stories about the Sharingan.
His fighting spirit instantly vanished.
He hastily threw the wind blade before immediately turning around and fleeing without even checking the result.
He had to survive and report this intelligence!
Konoha had already discovered their plans.
However, he had only taken two steps.
“Thud!”
A chilling pain suddenly spread through his chest.
He looked down blankly.
A kunai had somehow pierced straight through his heart.
Shinsuke was already standing before him like a ghost.
“Im…
impossible…
When…
did you…”
What the bald ninja never realized was that the instant he made eye contact with Shinsuke’s Sharingan, he had already fallen under its genjutsu.
Although Shinsuke had never formally learned any genjutsu techniques, the Sharingan alone allowed him to influence an opponent with illusionary techniques.
Taking advantage of the brief moment his opponent froze after meeting the Sharingan, Shinsuke amplified the fear already buried in the man’s heart, successfully disrupting his perception.
From Kurenai’s perspective, the bald ninja’s body stiffened the instant he saw the Sharingan.
He then threw his wind blade into an empty patch of ground before running straight toward Shinsuke and impaling himself on the kunai.
“The Uchiha Clan’s ocular techniques…
Such an enviable bloodline limit.”
Kurenai sighed softly.
“Ordinary genjutsu requires sound, light, or environmental support, but your clan only needs a pair of Sharingan.”
After killing the enemy, Shinsuke immediately began forming hand seals.
“Fire Release: Great Fireball Jutsu!”
Flames engulfed the corpse and quickly reduced it to ashes.
Shinsuke sighed somewhat regretfully.
“What a pity.
He was a Jonin captain.
If we had more time, we could’ve extracted even more intelligence from him…”
Once the flames died down, Shinsuke turned toward Kurenai.
“We need to leave immediately.
I’ll find a safe place to treat your injuries first.”
“Mmm…”
Just as Kurenai was about to speak, her legs suddenly gave out beneath her, and a soft moan escaped her lips.
Thinking her injuries were acting up, Shinsuke immediately picked her up in his arms.
“Hang in there.
We’ll find a safe place first, then I’ll detoxify the poison.”
As Kurenai breathed in the masculine scent coming from Shinsuke’s body, a faint blush spread across her cheeks, and she silently nodded.
…
Meanwhile, the remaining Sunagakure ninja waited for a long time without seeing their captain return, and someone immediately realized something had gone wrong.
However, the ninja sent to search only found a pile of ashes in the northern forest.
None of them dared conceal the truth, and the matter was ultimately reported to Sunagakure’s elder, Ebizō.
“Are you certain they were wearing Iwagakure uniforms?”
Facing Ebizō’s question, they didn’t dare hesitate and immediately recounted everything that had happened in detail.
“Besides, they also fled north, so they should indeed be Iwagakure ninja.”
After listening to their explanation, Ebizō finally let out a long sigh of relief.
“Phew…
As long as they weren’t Konoha ninja.”
…
An hour later, near the border between the two nations, Shinsuke found a concealed cave.
After carefully sensing the surroundings and confirming that no one else was nearby, he softly said to Kurenai,
“Bear with it a little longer.
We’re almost inside.”
By now, Kurenai’s face was flushed, and her breathing had become noticeably hurried.
Clearly, the Sand Desire Flower Poison had already begun spreading through her body.
After entering the cave, Shinsuke took out a blanket from his storage scroll.
Lie down first so I can treat it.”
“It’s…
it’s on my chest…”
Shinsuke instantly felt somewhat awkward.
Were the enemy’s throwing skills really that precise?
This truly wasn’t him trying to take advantage of the situation.
“I…
You’ll have to remove your clothes before I can treat the wound…”
“And it has to be done immediately.
Otherwise, the poison will continue spreading through your body.”
Kurenai hesitated for a moment.
But trusting Shinsuke completely, she slowly undid her collar with trembling fingers.
Her outer garment slipped from her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of fair skin.
She closed her eyes, the tips of her ears already bright red.
Although Shinsuke had admired plenty of beauties in his previous life, seeing such an alluring scene in person still caused even him to blush.
He quickly took a deep breath to calm himself before beginning the treatment.
Placing his hand gently against her fair skin, Shinsuke said,
“My technique might hurt a little.
Bear with it.”
Kurenai nodded.
Immediately afterward, the Chakra Scalpel gently opened the wound, revealing part of a thin needle.
“Mm~!”
Kurenai couldn’t help letting out a soft moan.
“Shinsuke…
b…
be gentler…”
“I’ll do my best.”
“Mm~ Ah…
It hurts!”
Kurenai cried out as her fingers tightly clenched the blanket beneath her.
Soon, one bloodstained senbon was carefully removed from her body.
Keeping his movements steady, Shinsuke continued treating the next wound.
From time to time, pained moans echoed through the cave.
A short while later, all three bloodstained senbon had finally been completely removed.
Shinsuke quickly disinfected the wounds, applied medicinal herbs, and carefully wrapped them with bandages.
Somewhat reluctantly, Shinsuke watched as Kurenai put her clothes back on.
“The poisoned needles have all been removed.
Next comes the detoxification.”
As he spoke, Shinsuke handed Kurenai the standard antidote pill issued by Konoha, along with a cup of water.
Kurenai quickly swallowed the antidote and quietly waited for it to take effect.
Five minutes…
Ten minutes…
Twenty minutes…
Soon, thirty minutes had passed.
Seeing that the antidote not only failed to improve Kurenai’s condition but that the flush on her face had become even deeper, Shinsuke immediately realized it was ineffective.
“How are you feeling now?”
Kurenai unconsciously pressed her legs tightly together as she softly whispered,
“Shinsuke…
I…
I feel like my body is burning up…”
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