Another week passed, and Anko Mitarashi and Kurenai Yuhi’s Jonin exam finally concluded.
In this exam, both Anko and Kurenai performed brilliantly, but in the end, only Kurenai successfully promoted to Jonin—Anko held no complaints, as it was expected all along.
Besides, Anko had something far more urgent than becoming a Jonin right now!
The moment she stepped out of the Hokage’s Office, Anko dashed toward Bai’s house, using Body Flicker nonstop along the way!
Before doing so, Anko verified Kurenai’s schedule to ensure Kurenai wouldn’t visit Bai’s house anytime soon, departing only after feeling completely satisfied.
From far away, Bai sensed Anko’s approaching chakra, unlocking the front door well in advance.
In the next instant, Bai entered Anko’s sight, but she showed zero intent of slowing down, slamming him into her embrace like a gust of wind.
Before Bai could utter a word, her plump crimson lips found his, locking together in a fierce kiss.
As the door shut with a loud bang, Anko coiled around Bai like a snake, binding him tight as the two kissed passionately, squelching wet sounds echoing throughout the room.
After a long moment, Anko pulled away, thoroughly satisfied.
Her entire body burned hot and red like a cooked shrimp, feeling blissfully refreshed.
Yet a flash of playful anger crossed her face as she sneered, “You sure are experienced—are those little girls at the Academy really that seductive?”
Hearing this, Bai rolled his eyes, ignoring her bait completely, saying only: “Get off me first!”
“What’s wrong?
Thinking I’m fat?” Hearing that, Anko instantly grew discontent, flailing her hands as if ready to devour Bai whole.
Anko thought bitterly to herself: Do you know how I survived these past few months?
I didn’t dare touch a single sweet, and you have the nerve to think I’m fat!?
Bai looked at the woman helplessly, not expecting her to be so sensitive—though he couldn’t really blame her, considering who called her ‘Auntie Sweet Potato’ since their very first meeting.
“Get up first, and go take a shower while you’re at it.
I’ll give you a surprise!” Bai shook his head, offering a vague explanation.
Taking a shower…
a surprise!
Seperately, neither phrase posed an issue, but put together, things instantly turned wildly inappropriate!
Anko stared blankly up and down at Bai: a handsome, helpless young boy with narrowed eyes, her own saliva glinting on the corner of his lips, his collar messy, jet-black hair spilling over exquisite collarbones, smooth pale skin practically blinding…
Anko swallowed instinctively, feeling a surge of intense heat rush straight to her head!
But quickly, Anko shook her head violently, forcing herself awake!
Supported by immense willpower, Anko cleared her throat loudly, turning her head away to avoid looking at Bai.
Trembling slightly as she stood up, she said solemnly, “Forget the surprise—it’s bad for your young body.
It’s getting late, so I’ll be heading home!”
With that, Anko turned to flee the scene.
Seeing this, Bai grabbed her hand and chopped her forehead with his palm: “You really dare to let your imagination run wild!
Go take a shower first!”
Realizing she had completely misunderstood, Anko felt so embarrassed she wished she could sink into the floorboards.
At the same time, feeling somewhat disappointed, she nodded weakly and trudged toward the bathroom.
Over the years, Bai, Anko, and Kurenai were no different from family.
Bai’s house stocked plenty of clothes for both women, including undergarments, so Anko wouldn’t face any awkward lack of fresh clothes after showering.
Who knew what went through Anko’s head inside the bathroom, but she emerged only after a full thirty minutes.
Life’s wild emotional rollercoaster reached its peak; though still anticipating the surprise Bai mentioned, the emotional letdown left her thoroughly drained.
Yet the moment Anko stepped out of the bathroom, she spotted a stranger sitting in the living room.
Just as she was about to confront him, a strange familiarity struck her.
Looking closely, the stranger’s brow bore a 70-80% resemblance to Bai—looking exactly like an adult version of Hanyu Bai!
Anko instinctively assumed he was Bai’s older brother, but that was impossible; she knew Bai’s background inside out, and he had no brother!
Next, Anko caught sight of the red lip mark on the corner of the man’s mouth, and an unbelievable realization flashed in her mind: “Bai!?”
Bai smiled and nodded: “Are you satisfied with this surprise?”
Gulp…
In an instant, Anko swallowed again involuntarily, slowly shuffling over to stand in front of Bai.
Her hand brushed across his cheek, the vivid physical touch making her heart tremble—this wasn’t Genjutsu, nor was it Transformation Jutsu!
Anko licked her lips instinctively, asking, “How did you do this?”
“Just an application of Yang Release!” Bai shrugged nonchalantly, withholding the true nature of his Mangekyo ability while explaining casually: “Similar to the Akimichi clan!”
Overwhelmed by lust, Anko failed to realize how monstrous Bai’s casual excuse sounded—the Akimichi clan’s Expansion Jutsu was their core legacy, so if Bai achieved this through sheer Yang Release, it meant his raw talent in Yang Release surpassed what the Akimichi clan accumulated since the Warring States period!
“The Akimichi clan…” Anko mumbled raspily.
Then her eyes lit up, staring intensely at Bai, asking in a hungry, pleading tone: “Can you turn back into a kid?”
“Of course!” Bai nodded firmly.
“Then can you do partial expansion like the Akimichi clan too?” Anko pressed on.
“Yes!” Bai nodded again, even preparing to demonstrate for her.
But in the next second, Bai caught on to her implication, looking up at Anko with a bizarre expression.
After pausing, he spoke: “You’re going to get arrested!”
“I’ll do anything you say!” Anko’s eyes gleamed with wild desire, her breathing growing fast and heavy.
Hearing this, Bai narrowed his eyes slightly.
But in the next instant, Bai’s expression suddenly froze—the chakra seal he had placed on Yakumo Kurama to contain Idou was broken!
Glancing at the aroused Anko in his arms, Bai patted her back and whispered into her ear: “Get a few pairs of stockings ready, and make sure to paint your nails.
I’ll be right back!”
With those words, Bai vanished from the spot.
Anko stood dazed for a good while before snapping back to reality, spitting playfully with a blush of joy: “So you like that kind of stuff!”
That said, Anko went to prepare honestly anyway.
Today, Anko Mitarashi was determined to claim an unprecedented achievement—a conquest that neither Kurenai Yuhi nor those half-grown girls at the Academy could ever hope to claim from now on!