บท 23: The Meeting Of Opportunities part 1
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To Be Hokage - Chapter 23 : The Meeting Of Opportunities
The air was heavy with the scent of steam and the soothing murmur of water as Aiko gracefully led Kushina to a secluded corner of the rotemburo. The hot springs glistened under the warm sunlight that filtered through translucent roofs, casting a serene glow over the scene.
Kushina, aware of the attention she drew, avoided looking at some of the men relaxing in the waters with saucers of drinks placed on floating tables, clad only in towels that covered their hips to shins . The majority of ministers were engaged in conversations, while some teenagers chatted within their age groups, likely related to nobles or ministers. 'At least there won't be any mixed bathing involved,' she mused, finding solace in that thought. Although she felt a little nervous and uneasy about being in a place with half-naked men. She couldn't deny the subtle curiosity that led her eyes, almost involuntarily, to steal glances at their diverse physiques.
'Aw~, aren't there any muscular brutes around here? How disappointing,' the fake sad little voice of the naughty Kushina pouted her head as observing that amidst the nobles, politicians, and merchants, the abundance of muscle was clearly lacking.
Yes, they sure were big and somewhat burly men, but their physique erred more towards roundness than the sturdy robustness she had hoped for. The closest to her ideal was a young man boasting an athletic body akin to Minato.
'No, wait! Bad Kushina! Bad! Get that out of your mind.' she chided herself.
The rotemburo was certainly a large place, large enough to accommodate a couple of hundred people without any problems. Kushina saw multiple servants carrying trays full or empty of food back and forth. Also a few maids moving around dressed a bit more proactively in short kimonos like she had just seen in the changing room. The maids were actively playing shamizens, shinobu flutes and even kotos, and they were adding to the cheerful atmosphere with their beautiful music.
Aiko ignored all that as if it were second nature and continued to walk through the place with Kushina behind her.
As had happened earlier at the festival, the crowd of merchants, nobles and politicians in their path soon moved aside and allowed the two ladies a free passage. But they did not turn away without also giving them a glance, especially Kushina, some of them visibly caught off guard by the change of her outfit.
Some men stared at them in awe, others gave polite bows as the women passed to conceal where their attention was going. Even the servants were distracted by the sight of Konoha's deputy hokage in the new outfit.
Aiko kept her noble-like haughty expression that showed pride but hid her emotions. But inwardly she almost laughed with satisfaction as her plan seemed to go well.The men surrounding her, commoners fortunate and honored enough to find themselves within the confines of this special place, unabashedly cast their gazes towards the captivating redhead.
However, Aiko couldn't help but notice a stark contrast – none of them dared to meet her eyes. In her opinion, being the wife of the Daimyo, the unspoken understanding lingered among them that they had no entitlement to lay their gaze on her, which was distinct from the lack of reservation exhibited towards Kushina as she was just a commoner.
'You see now the difference between us bitch?. I am a high class lady while you are just a simple and bitch of Kunoichi from a simple and shinobi village. Unlike me, you do not deserve the respect of these men. To them you are no different than a slightly prettier and expensive slut than they would find on the streets. You are just a glorified piece of meat for the lustful dogs and it would behove you to know your place as soon as possible' She thought arrogantly as she walked with her head held high.
But as soon as they entered the central area of the rotemburo, Aiko tried not to grimace as before, when they entered the area where most of the nobles were concentrated. They diverted the attention of many men from them.
At this point Aiko imagined that she would be receiving greetings and bows from the nobility, while Kushina would only be viewed with lust and hidden mockery, that nobles would see her as a whore and not a lady.
But instead she encountered the same scene as before. With the noblemen gawking at the redhead, giving her the treatment and attention she didn't expect, some even giving mild bow to the redhead, While she was almost ignored.
'How dare they divert their attention more towards this deceptive Kunoichi than to the Daimyo's own wife. Is it possible that the men overseeing our nation truly possess such appalling taste? Or has she gotten her fangs on theme as well ?' Aiko's anger and indignation thinly veiled behind a forced smile, a facade of hospitality concealing the underlying envy.
Along the way Kushina noticed the Daimyo engrossed in a conversation with a group of unfamiliar men. The man noticed and acknowledged her with a nod, and Aiko spoke, "It seems my husband is talking with traders from our country. He is quite popular among them."
Navigating through the crowd, Aiko led Kushina to a secluded corner where a group of ladies, dressed similarly to her, stood.
"Kushina-san, allow me to introduce you to Lady Himari and Lady Hana," Aiko said, her voice honeyed, though her eyes betrayed a frosty demeanor. "They are wives of esteemed minister of trade and noble member of the court."
Kushina bowed gracefully, recalling their faces from the dinner party during her first visit. "It's an honor to meet you both," she said, her voice soft and musical.
"So, Kushina-san, you must be quite a 'negotiator,' leading Konoha in deals with our country," Himari spoke, emphasizing the word 'negotiator,' implying something beneath the surface.
Deciding to answer bluntly, Kushina opened her mouth, "Well, I'm to be the next leader of my village. It is in my job description to be a good negotiator," she replied without fully grasping the implications behind their words.
"Yeah, we can see that," Hana joined in with a smirk. "I just hope our court reaches the right decision soon without any external influence," she added, fixing her gaze on Kushina.
"What do you mean by that? Konoha doesn't force anyone; we talk peacefully and reach mutually beneficial decisions," Kushina responded immediately, the ladies' insinuations and their manner of speaking grating on her nerves.
Aiko raised her eyebrows, "Oh, they certainly didn't mean that. They are just sharing their thoughts. In the end, we all love our villages just as much as you do yours, Kushina-san," she interjected, diffusing the conversation before it could escalate further. 'This woman, this bitch, this lowly kunoichi, who does she think is talking to us like that?' Aiko internally fumed.
As they continued talking, the ladies started asking Kushina about her daily life as a kunoichi. "Oh, so you just sit in the office and assign missions. I thought you would be escorting or attending someone from the Fire court," Himari remarked when Kushina spoke about her daily schedule.
'What do they take kunoichis for?' Kushina thought, controlling her expressions.
"Relax, Kushina-san; they are just curious. You see, we noble ladies don't know much about you shinobis. And we have only read books about shinobi villages, so my friends are just curious," Aiko intervened.
"Haha, yeah, no need to be so serious. I mean, you must not be popular with that attitude," Himari chuckled as she gave her unwanted feedback much to Kushina's chagrin.
In the same way the cats played with their food. Aiko and her companions engaged in a verbal game with the Konoha ambassador, subtly provoking and insinuating to observe her reactions
As women wed to influential Nobles, their roles in political machinations unfolded behind the scenes and beneath the table. Their pursuits involved gathering information, forming alliances, assisting their husbands and families discreetly, and orchestrating the intricacies away from the public eye. Spreading rumors to bolster the standing of allies or tarnish that of adversaries was just one facet of their multifaceted involvement.
For them there was no self-respecting lady who did not know the art of political manoeuvring and adept at maintaining an enigmatic demeanour. Thus, witnessing the transparent and emotional responses of the redhead was both pitiable and entertaining to them.
To Aiko and her cohorts, teasing Kushina paralleled teasing a child. An analogy that only reinforced their unfavourable opinion towards the Uzumaki.
As they continued talking, Kushina noticed Hana suddenly stopping. As she followed Hana's gaze, she saw the Daimyo accompanied by a few nobles and other men coming towards them, with his head guard closely following behind.
The ladies except Kushina quickly took their places at Aiko's sides but standing two steps behind her, as if to demonstrate with a simple formation the hierarchy of status as they waited for the Daimyo.. In the same way, the men stopped a some steps behind as Daimyo closed in, alone towards them.
The Daimyo nodded at the ladies as they performed a quick bow to him, sans his wife and Kushina. "Ladies, I hope you are enjoying the party," he then turned to Kushina, "Wow, Kushina-san, you look absolutely fabulous. This dress is so perfect for you," he complimented her right in front of his wife, much to her hidden chagrin.
"Thank you, Ryuki-san," she spoke, her cheeks tinted a bit red, using his name without adhering to public courtesy in the wake of the moment. "But it was all Aiko-san; she all but arranged this for me," she said, genuinely appreciating the effort.
"Well, I will have to thank my wife too," Daimyo grinned and nodded at his wife.
Looking at the redhead, he continued, "Kushina-san, as you have already met my court, let me introduce you to a few more nobles and important traders and merchants present here." He discreetly pointed to the men behind.
Nodding, Kushina walked beside him, unaware of the storm brewing behind her.
"The nerve of her? Who does she think she is?" Himari spoke indignantly as Kushina and the Daimyo moved out of hearing range.
"Yeah, not bowing to the leader of the nation and standing in front of him as if he were her equal.; she is so arrogant!," Hana added.
"Aiko-sama, why did you even bring that useless woman here? She is gobbling up all of the men's attention," Himari continued, expressing her discontent as they noticed how eagerly the men greeted Kushina.
"I had a plan; I thought I would humiliate her here by making her uncomfortable and to make her realise her place and see the difference between her and us nobles. But she is too crafty," Aiko admitted, looking at how her husband was all over Kushina. "She has ensnared my husband already, And my fool of a husband is oblivious to her plans," Aiko spoke.
"We were right; she is surely a slut like all kunoichis. She's up to no good. I'm sure if you don't act up now, Daimyo-sama will sell this country to Konoha," Hana speculated.
"Yeah, we need to put that bitch down. Didn't you hear how she talked to us, like we were below her station? We need to put her in the right place," Himari added.
"But it was all Aiko-san; she all but arranged for me," Hana mimicked Kushina, "she was even looking down at you, Aiko-sama," she added.
Aiko's anger surged as she balled her fists; she had already held a low view of Kushina, and her friends didn't help matters. "Don't worry; I will show everyone her true colors here today. By the time I'm done, everyone will know she's nothing but a lowly, attention-seeking slut," Aiko spoke with resolve, glaring at the redhead Kunoichi as she engaged with the men.
Her face frowned as she noticed every man listening to her as if she were some deity. Her heart burned with resentment as she sought to belittle Kushina in the eyes of the court. But her plan began to unravel as the men's focus remained fixed on Kushina.
Aiko's smile tightened further, her fingers curling around the edge of her kimono. Desperation flickered in her eyes as she sought to regain the spotlight. "Servant!" she called out. "Bring some sake," she ordered, her companions looking at her questioningly.
Meanwhile Kushina, unaware of the storm behind her, walked with Daimyo. As she walked she couldn't help but notice the lingering gazes directed at her from men as she passed them. The off-shoulder design of her dress looked extremely good on her and showed a beauty that the business suits she usually wore hid. Enhancing the neckline and exuding a hint of subtle sensuality. The snug embrace of the fabric hugged her curves, accentuating her frame. A slight fear crossed her mind that her braless breasts might pop out, but to her relief,so far the material supported and cradled them wonderfully.
Nearing the men, Daimyo took a moment to introduce Kushina to various traders and nobles. His voice held a proud undertone as he spoke, "Gentlemen, allow me to present Deputy Hokage Kushina Uzumaki. She is not only a formidable kunoichi but also a skilled diplomat. Our negotiations with Konoha have been in her capable hands, and I must say, she has proven to be an invaluable asset to both our nations."
The traders and nobles nodded in acknowledgment, some offering polite bows, while others exchanged curious glances. Kushina, maintaining a composed presence, greeted them with a nod and a warm smile. Ryuki continued, "Kushina-san is here to enjoy our festivities and strengthen the bonds between our lands. Let us extend her our warmest welcome."
The crowd responded with polite applause, and the men in attendance offered words of welcome and admiration for the Deputy Hokage. Despite the compliments, Kushina sensed an undercurrent of curiosity and perhaps skepticism among the onlookers.
Daimyo then turned to Kushina with a gentle smile, "I'm truly honored to have you with us, Kushina-san. Your presence adds a special grace to our gathering."
"Likewise, Ryuki-san, I'm glad you invited me to this event. It's a real pleasure to experience something new," she replied with a warm smile.
As they engaged in conversation, Aiko, the Daimyo's wife, gracefully approached with a servant in tow. "Kushina-san, allow me to offer you a drink," Aiko extended a delicate glass towards her, a friendly smile playing on her lips.
Kushina graciously accepted the drink, not wanting to offend the noble lady. As she brought the glass to her lips, another servant, seemingly in a hurry, carelessly collided with her, resulting in a disastrous spill. The liquid cascaded over her dress, particularly at her deep cleavage, leaving an unsightly stain on the once-pristine white fabric.
Unbeknownst to Kushina, the unfortunate mishap had an additional consequence – the spilled liquid rendered parts of her white dress seemingly translucent. The fabric now clung to her, revealing the subtle swell of her bosom. The Daimyo's gaze lingered, as did the gazes of Yumeki and other nobles present. They observed how drops of fine wine trailed over the swell of her breasts and then disappeared inside her dress. Kushina immediately noticed their stares and was mortified, her face flushing crimson as she instinctively placed a hand over her cleavage in a futile attempt to conceal the unintended exposure.
'Hoh, she's bold, not wearing anything under the top,' Daimyo thought, his mind immediately recalling scenarios from the past day. 'I wonder if she is wearing any panties?' he pondered, his thoughts taking a more provocative turn.
Aiko, suppressing a chuckle, internally gloated at the redhead's torment. "Ah, what a disaster. My apologies, Kushina-san," Aiko spoke aloud, feigning regret as she looked at Kushina's horror-filled expression. "It seems our servant here is not the most graceful. I truly didn't intend for this to happen."
The servant, visibly flustered, bowed repeatedly, "I'm so sorry, Uzumaki-sama. It was entirely my fault. Please forgive my clumsiness," the servant pleaded, their expression a mix of embarrassment and remorse. He was one of Aiko's personal servants, given clear instructions to spill this drink on Kushina.
'Now everyone will see what a true slut you are, wearing such a scandalous outfit without a bra too,' she thought. But to her horror, every man's attention seemed to be locked on her rather than feeling disgusted; they appeared more attracted, more aroused. She controlled the frustration from forming on her face.
Aiko, maintaining an outward appearance of concern, spoke to Kushina while savoring the unfolding spectacle. "Do forgive us, Kushina-san. Accidents like these are unfortunate, but I assure you, it was not intentional. I'll have this addressed immediately," she added, dismissing the servant with a subtle wave of her hand.
"Come on, let's get you changed," she spoke, guiding her away from the gaze of men. Kushina noticed Himari and Hana also following her.
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With quick steps, the quadruplets of women quickly reached the changing room where she had been an hour prior.
"This must be so embarrassing," Himari added. "You must be mortified, poor little thing," she belittled.
"Yeah, to be caught between so many predatory gazes of men," Aiko spoke, looking at Kushina's ruined outfit. "Please forgive me again, Kushina-san. I had provided you with this outfit; if I had known, I would have provided something different," Aiko apologized in a fake tone.
"Don't be sorry, Aiko-san, it wasn't your fault," Kushina replied.
"Well, then let's get you ready again and get out again for the meeting," Hana spoke with a big grin. "Aiko-sama told me she bought some really cute pieces of clothing here. Let's see what looks best on you," Hana spoke with a big grin.
"Um, wouldn't it be good if I dress in my previous outfit now?" Kushina questioned.
"No, that would be bad, Kushina-san. You have to show everyone the incident didn't affect you," Aiko immediately answered. 'And how could I show everyone the slut you are?' she thought.
"Yeah, also don't worry about your previous outfit now; it will be returned to your quarters anyway," Aiko continued.
As she was talking with Aiko, Hana and Himari quickly found the bundle of clothes Aiko had ordered earlier and the ones Kushina had rejected.
"Wow, look at these, they are so incredible," Hana spoke with a big smile.
"Yeah, I can't believe you left these here and wore this one, not that it's bad," Himari pointed out.
Kushina, feeling a bit self-conscious, spoke, "Um, they were not up to my tastes. They are too bold," she added.
"Bold? They are not; they are just the latest fashion here. I have seen several diplomats wear these kinds of outfits at parties like these," Hana lied.
"Yeah, and besides, you have got the body to wear and show off these clothes. Why won't you wear them?" Himari added to the lie.
'Come on, accept the bait. Wear these clothes, show everyone you are nothing more than a common whore that you kunoichis really are,' Aiko mused internally, hoping the redhead would accept.
"But those are too much exposing, and didn't we come in here because of a wardrobe issue, as it exposed too much," Kushina spoke sceptically.
"Well, we did come here because of that reason, but you also can't go in dressed in your outfit. You will look weak. If you dress bolder, it will throw an image that you haven't let the spilling incident affect you. It will be perpetuated as you being a strong leader," Aiko said.
"Yeah, exactly. A lot of people outside are noble politicians, traders, and most of them are men. And you know men, as pigheaded as they are, they do acknowledge strength and smell the weakness," Himari added while tracing her fingers over the fabric of the short pink dress she had discarded earlier.
"Also, these dresses are so cute. Trust me; this will definitely make you the center of attention," Hana added. 'Center of attention, just like a slut in the red-light district,' she thought.
'I don't want attention, but they aren't wrong. I can't be seen weak,' Kushina thought as her face scrunched.
As if detecting her thoughts, Aiko spoke and indeed delivered the final hammer to her wavering willpower. "You don't want Konoha to be seen as weak, don't you?" She added.
"No," Kushina spoke immediately.
"Then trust me," Aiko added as she picked up the long blue gown dress. "Try out these clothes."
"Yeah, I thought Kunoichis were not afraid of anything and they were pretty bold," Hana spoke. "But you seem so opposite to everything I have heard about them," she added.
"If you are so indecisive, anyone could push you; how can you lead your village? And it's just a dress; it's not like you are parading nude," Himari added, her two cents.
'They aren't wrong; I'm a kunoichi first. I did use to wear outfits with my legs bare until my late teens. And we can't deny their words have logic; if I look weak, Konoha looks weak,' her moral voice thought.
'Yeah, those dresses are cute too. Mikoto would approve, and they will look helluva cute on us dattebane,' the naughty voice in her head spoke.
The three ladies in front of her looked at each other with a smirk as they saw their words having an effect on the kunoichi. 'Mph, you are so easy. How does this stupid bitch manipulate my husband? Come on take my bait, Let me show everyone your true colors' Aiko internally grinned.
"Alright, let's get this done," Kushina spoke with resolve.
"Good, good, let's get started then. Come on, strip off. We will hand over your clothes," Aiko spoke.
"You are so lucky, Kushina-san; it's not every day you get noble ladies acting as your chaperones," Himari added.
"I'm grateful for that," Kushina spoke.
A bit self-conscious, She quickly discarded her high-heels, hesitating for a second before pulling the off-shoulder dress down her bosom. Soon the dress pooled around her feet. She was now standing in the room just in her green panties. Her nipples hardened due to the slightly moist air and the looks she was getting from three women.
The three women, including Aiko, who had seen her earlier, couldn't help but feel jealous of her shiny, blemish-free skin. It looked so soft and radiant. And her breasts didn't sag, and her nipples were so perky, and she didn't have any fat in her belly.
"Wow, you are so beautiful; I don't understand why didn't you wear these outfits beforehand. Your body is made to be shown to the world; why hide?" Hana spoke as she came closer to Kushina, and before she could do anything, touched her stomach. "So these muscles are so real; they look so strong yet so feminine. You are really beautiful," she continued.
"Woah, what does Konoha feed you, even?" Himari spoke as she too came closer, her hands grabbing her left boob and tracing over her pink erect nipple. "You don't look a day over 18. I didn't believe it when I was told you were the mother of an eight year old, but this leaves no doubt.," she spoke, her hand still over her breasts.
"Himari-san," Kushina spoke, her face blushing.
"Oh, I'm sorry; I guess I got carried away." Himari replied sheepishly. "Well, you weren't lying, Aiko-sama, that Kushina-san is really beautiful. I'm so jealous. If I had a body like yours, I would be on the cover of every fashion magazine or probably a high-earning actress."
Kushina controlled the blush forming on her face, standing almost nude in front of strangers, even if they were women. She looked at the blue dress from Aiko's hand, who was watching her with mild amusement; despite her friends praising Kushina's beauty, she was glad her plan was back in motion.
"Well, Kushina-san, aren't you going to drop those?" Hana spoke with a teasing grin as she nudged Kushina to pull down her green panties. As the fabric slid down, revealing Kushina's completely bare form before them, Hana immediately commented, "Well, well, look at that, red pubes. You really are fiery to the core." Her tone was playful, but it carried a hint of salaciousness that made Kushina blush furiously.
Meanwhile, Himari circled around Kushina, her gaze fixated on the redhead's shapely ass. "You know," she mused, "you're the definition of perfection, Kushina-san. Such curves, such allure." Her words were laced with admiration, yet there was an underlying hint of jealousy.
'She is made to kill any man's willpower,' the trio of noble ladies thought, understanding why men were so glued to her . And above all, because she was a legit threat for them.
Turning her attention to the array of dress choices, "Come on, take this first," Hana spoke as she forwarded her short pink dress. As Kushina got her hands on the dress, she immediately noticed it wouldn't fit her. As she struggled to put on the dress, it barely reached her mid-thighs and was too tight around her bust. The deep cleavage threatened to reveal more than she intended, giving her the appearance of a woman on the brink of a wardrobe malfunction.
'This is beyond bold,' she thought.
"Wow, it looks like a pink powerbomb, but I think it's too tight a fit," Himari added honestly, earning a glare from Aiko, which she returned sheepishly. She wanted to see the redhead change into different clothes; it wasn't every day they got to play with a kunoichi.
Kushina was relieved not to be the one to reject the dress.
"Come on, fast, next," Hana spoke. Kushina carefully pulled the dress over her head, baring herself to the room again. Her boobs jiggled as she pulled the dress over her head.
Hana immediately forwarded her next outfit, a long blue gown dress with a big slit on the right side. At first glance, it appeared to be a decent choice, exuding an air of sophistication. However, the moment she began to slip into the dress, she realized it wouldn't be as accommodating as she hoped.
The fabric clung to her body, emphasizing her curves, and the tightness around her bust was immediately apparent. She noticed how the material seemed slippery. 'I don't want any more malfunctions, and why do these outfits not have bras?' she thought. As she struggled with the dress, adjusting it to find a comfortable fit, she saw how the slit was very high, exposing all of her right leg to the juncture between her legs. The idea that she might have to pay attention to this dress throughout the party didn't sit well with her. As her eyes landed on the small thong provided, she made up her mind to reject the outfit. There was no way she could wear this and risk giving everyone a show.
Hana and Himari looked at her. "This looks really good," commented Hana.
"Oh, Kushina-san, that dress suits you well," Himari added, eyeing her with approval. "It accentuates your figure in all the right places."
Himari, echoing the sentiment, chimed in, "Absolutely, you should consider this one. It's quite enticing." Their comments, though intended to be encouraging, only deepened Kushina's unease.
Resolving her will, Kushina smiled and spoke. "I appreciate your kind words, but I think I'll try the next one; this feels a bit out of my league," she said, attempting to mask her discomfort with a gracious smile.
"Alright, alright, we still have choices," Hana spoke as she picked the next one while Aiko seethed, 'that one was good, but no matter, you won't have any choices,' she thought.
The next outfit, the light green-coloured outfit. Her initial anticipation waned as she unfolded the dress, revealing a very short, light green Yukata-styled sleeveless outfit. The garment showcased the wearer's legs from the upper mid-thighs, reminiscent of a Yukata typically worn at an Onsen, but with an even more pronounced cleavage. The revealing nature of the dress prompted Kushina to discard it immediately, unwilling to expose too much of herself.
'This is worse than the previous one,' she thought, seeing if she bent a little she would give everyone a show.
"Kushina-san, that green outfit will suit you perfectly, complement your hair as well," Hana remarked.
Himari, equally enthusiastic, joined in, "Absolutely, Kushina-san. You should consider this one. It's daring but captivating."
'Yeah, it will definitely look good almost like yesterday but with hotness and more audience,' her naughty inner voice spoke.
"I'm sorry, but can we see the next one first," Kushina spoke ignoring the naughty voice in her head, at least tried to speak authoritatively, but it was hard when she was standing nude before these ladies.
'I hope this next one fits,' Kushina thought, not really looking forward to going with any of the previous choices.
"Well, as you wish," Himari spoke as she forwarded her final outfit, the violet Qipao style dress with small hotpants she had immediately rejected last time looked way better now given the choices she had. With a mixture of trepidation and curiosity, Kushina gingerly slipped into the violet-coloured knee-length Qipao-style dress, adorned with beautiful rose flower patterns. To her surprise and relief, it was a snug fit. The Qipao top enveloped her bust, providing a sense of security and comfort that the previous outfits had failed to deliver. Unlike the others, this dress featured a modest design, with a small boob window that offered a subtle glimpse without exposing too much. 'Well, this is definitely better than all the choices I had,' she thought. The Qipao dress ended just over her knees; however, the waist-high slits on both sides of the dress left her legs completely exposed, showcasing every inch of skin. 'Why could it have smaller slits?' she thought with a grimace.
Hana and Himari watched intently as Kushina smoothed the Qipao over her body, "That dress suits you perfectly, Kushina-san," Hana remarked, nodding in approval. "It accentuates your figure in all the right places."
Himari chimed in with enthusiasm, "Absolutely, Kushina-san. You look stunning. It's like something out of a novel. Like a real kunoichi."
'Yeah, it does feel like some outfits we had seen kunoichis wear,' her naughty voice added.
"Yeah, this one fits better," Kushina replied, nodding at the ladies. She attempted to wear her green panties; however, Hana intervened, pointing out the potential fashion faux pas. "Kushina-san, I don't think the green panties will go well with the white hot pants. It might look odd," she observed, teasingly adding, "unless you are going with only those." she added pointing to green embroidered panties in her hands.
Kushina blushed. "Umm, I can't wear them just like that," Kushina spoke, pointing to the white hotpants.
"Well, you can try it on then," Hana added.
Kushina hesitated but nodded and pulled her green panties back on. Upon trying hotpants over them, she realized Hana's point was valid. The low-rise style of the hot pants left her panties partially exposed, creating a mismatched and awkward appearance. With a resigned sigh, she conceded to go commando under the hot pants.
'At least it's not like that slitted dress where I have continuous risk of exposing myself,' she thought.
As she pulled the small white hot pants, a realization dawned upon her – they were remarkably short, barely measuring 7-8 inches in length, leaving her legs beyond upper mid thighs exposed. The low-rise design added another layer of unfamiliarity, as it didn't snugly sit on her waist but rather embraced a more daring, lower position. The lack of experience with such styles left her feeling a mix of discomfort.
'I never thought I'd find myself in such a revealing outfit,' she mused internally, her mind grappling with conflicting emotions. 'Thanks for small mercies that flappers of this outfit are both in the front and back; they are the only things preventing everyone from seeing us walk in these small hotpants.' she thought further, actually aware of the situation.
'But we look good,' her inner naughty self remarked as she looked in the mirror. 'It's similar to our chunin outfits, just a bit bolder,' the voice added.
'We have to do this for the sake of Konoha,it's revealing but we can't back out now. ' the moral voice added.
"You look so stunning, like the true kunoichi," Hana added.
"Yeah, just like kunoichi from books," Himari nodded. Unbeknownst to Kushina, the outfit was indeed inspired by one of the provocative outfits depicted in Jiraiya's Icha Icha novels.
'I hope this news doesn't reach Konoha, or at least Mikoto ' she thought as she redid her hair in a ponytail.
"There you go, Kushina-san, you are ready," Aiko added with a smile, 'yeah, now you look like the absolute slutty kunoichi that you truly are,' she thought victoriously.
Kushina nodded and took a tentative test walk in her new outfit. After a few steps, she couldn't shake the sensation of the hot pants digging into her snatch, causing a subtle discomfort. Suppressing a grimace, she reminded herself of the importance of maintaining appearances, especially in the presence of her current company. 'I will have to deal with this minor inconvenience. It's better than being a dress-up doll and wearing anything else they may present,' she thought.
"Well, you look ready, shall we go out?" Aiko asked.
Kushina swiftly slipped into her heels, accentuating her figure even more in this alluring and enticing outfit. Glancing once at herself in the mirror, she nodded as the ladies opened the doors of the changing room.
As Kushina unknowingly succumbed to Aiko's plans, which aimed to tarnish her image as an honourable and reserved kunoichi leader, demolish it, and carve a new, scandalous image in its place. Aiko wanted everyone to perceive Kushina as nothing more than a debauched, slutty kunoichi who used typical kunoichi ways to get deals done. In her eyes, this was a revelation, a statement that kunoichis, despite how they may act, in the end they were always sluts.
Part of this plan was to dress Kushina in the most scandalous attire, turning her into the embodiment of seduction that would attract the attention of every lecherous character in the vicinity. Her ultimate goal was crystal clear – to get her as much attention as possible. She had seen it wasn't that hard for Kushina; even without her slutty outfit, she attracted enough attention as it was. But now, she had dressed Kushina proactively, and she could manipulate the narrative in her favour.
The plan was simple yet devious: by adorning Kushina in a slutty outfit, Aiko aimed to lure wealthy noblemen and their kin into making advances on the kunoichi. She wanted to see how the slut would act; she would win either way if Kushina reacted negatively or positively to their proposals. The narrative would also help her make a fool of her husband back off and she would make sure of it; after all, a leader wouldn't like to be seen with a slut, would he?
This approach might seem unconventional, but Aiko had noticed Kushina garner attention before. She saw this as a chance to use that attention to her advantage, exploiting Kushina's allure for her wicked purposes and against the redhead.
'This will also tell you what you are slut; it will tell you your real position among society. Even if we dress like you, no one will dare to hit on us because people know us and know our standards; we are nobles, after all. But you see, you are nothing but a kunoichi – no, a lowly kunoichi that everyone will soon see as a slut, a slutty kunoichi,' Aiko thought wickedly, seeing her plan come to fruition.
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As Kushina stepped into the rotemburo once again, she immediately noticed the men's eyes fixated on her. It was unmistakable, even for Kushina, who was usually oblivious to such matters. She could feel the intensity of their lustful gazes, sending a shiver down her spine. It was even more pronounced than yesterday when she had boldly walked commando. It felt as though their stares were undressing her, stripping away her clothes layer by layer.
'Wow, we're really the center of attention,' her naughty inner voice chimed in. Despite the discomfort, she couldn't deny a hint of excitement brewing within her.
As they chatted, Aiko saw one of the traders approaching them. 'Here it starts', she thought as she readied herself for the show.
"Uzumaki-sama," The man bowed a bit, his eyes catching a glimpse of her thighs through the slits before he stood back up. " It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Yūkibuki Isamu from the Yūkibuki Bladesmith Clan . You may not have heard much about us but my clan owns a small forge just outside of Fire country's border. We are skilled in making shinobi tools of the highest quality, but business has been slowly growing over the years," he said as he reached towards his bag and produced several kunai, shurikens and sabres. He handed them over to Kushina who began to inspect them.
"These are pretty light compared to what we use," she said as she flipped the kunai in the air and gripped it to apply pressure. "But it seems durable enough," she added as she gave the kunai back and took the shurikens to test it.
"I found that the standard tools were heavier which might affect its uses in battle. These are also made from different metals which allows chakra to flow through it," he said as he passed the sabre to her. "I'm looking for opportunities to expand my business, Uzumaki-sama. And with Fire country right next to our place, I see no better place to expand our reach."
Kushina mulled over his words and said, "I am impressed by the tools but I will need to test it fully under different scenarios. I will send a squad over to your place and have them test it. Then we can proceed."
Satisfied, the trader thanked her not before putting a scroll of sealed weapons as a gift on a nearby table and walked off. "Nicely done. You handled it well," Aiko said as she was slightly impressed at the way she handled the negotiation. "But it seems you have caught the attention of the rest. Words travel fast around here . Noble, merchants and traders are always looking to expand their business or influence," she said as she saw more men approaching them. "I'll take my leave as I don't want to disturb you," she added as she motioned for her friends to follow her.
Kushina watched him go as more men made their way towards her. 'Oh log, there are so many,' she thought. The men stopped at some distance from enticing redhead. Most of them were here to watch, some genuinely wanted to talk with Konoha's ambassador.
But it was certain their eyes were glued to her form. Wrapped in the exquisite violet Qipao dress, Kushina's figure exuded alluring elegance. The dress hugged her frame with a tight embrace, accentuating every curve and contour. It showcased not only the curve of her bust but also hinted at the shape of her breasts. The small boob window provided a subtle glimpse without revealing too much, inviting men to look more. The earlier wardrobe malfunction due to spilling of drink had only increased their thirst. Some of the men claimed to have glimpsed her nipples during the malfunction, even if it had been a lie. Returning to the Qipao, it left ample room for imagination.
The dress dared to be bold with two provocative slits, reaching waist-high on both sides, where they could see the skin of her waist, and then the small white hotpants she wore underneath only added to the desire. As Kushina moved, these slits teased the onlookers, offering fleeting glimpses of her skin from upper mid-thighs down to her feet. It raised their hopes to see more as she walked, revealing what lay underneath. The strategically placed flaps of the Qipao, extending gracefully to her knees both in the front and back, acted as the only barriers preventing an unintended revelation. The dress, with Kushina in it, was a perfect mixture of teasing concoctions. Being a voluptuous woman, she looked like every man's hidden desire.
"Kushina-sama, have you tried the rare spices brought from the exotic lands of spices? These spices will not only enhance your taste buds but would also help your body maintain your beauty and beautiful figure," another merchant approached, bearing a gift in his hands. His gaze lingered on her body more than the previous one, with a salacious grin on his face.
'Wh- his nerve? Gifting so unabashedly,' she thought, nodded. Her cheeks tinted a bit red as she placed the small gift on the table that had the previous gift.
"I hope you would consider giving a positive review once you try my spices," the man spoke as he stepped back.
She wasn't given time to think as another man approached.
"Kushina-sama, my wines are renowned throughout the Hotsprings country. A sip, and you'll be transported to the heavens." The man smoothly offered her a bottle of decorated sake. Kushina immediately recognized it as one of the expensive ones, having seen Hyuugas and Uchihas using them only on special occasions.
"This is too much," she spoke.
"Non-sense Kushina-sama, it's a small tribute from us traders, hoping you would solve our issues while acting as an ambassador between our villages," the man spoke. "Besides, you look like an exquisite wine today, so it's only proper for real wine to be your subordinate today," the man spoke with a big grin as she saw him discreetly checking her out, causing
her cheeks to tint a bit redder.
She squirmed a bit on her spot. The constant gaze from men made her feel increasingly heated, and the constant movements of her body only exacerbated the situation. The persistent rubbing of the hotpants against her pussy didn't help matters, and she couldn't help but sense a dampness forming around underneath hotpants. For this moment she was grateful for the coverage provided by the qipao as it sufficiently covered her front and backside well enough.
As she turned to see the crowd of men, Another man approached her.
"A captivating kunoichi like you deserves nothing but the finest jewellery. Allow me to gift you anklets," the man offered, presenting a beautiful pair of silver anklets with a set of beautiful large and small colored jewels encrusted in both accessories that sparkled under the light. They truly were exquisite pieces. As she turned to place them on the table, the man spoke, his voice dripping with a mixture of admiration and eagerness.
"Ah, let me place them to adorn your elegant ankles, Kushina-sama. I would be honored if you would allow me and accept my beautiful creations," he uttered, his tone laden with reverence.
"That would be inappropriate," Kushina replied, her voice firm as she maintained her composure.
"Please, Kushina-san, I'm also a noble from the west. My name is Ichihara Watanabe. This jewelry is our, no, my dedication towards the relationship between our villages," the man added, attempting to justify his actions. "It's also our tradition to be the one to put the jewelry on our first-time customer as it brings good luck."
She deliberated for a few moments, her gaze flickering to her surroundings, assessing the situation. 'He seems decent enough. I'll intervene if he crosses any lines,' she thought, nodding in agreement.
"Well, if you insist," she replied, trying to maintain a polite facade despite her reservations.
"Of course," the man grinned, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes.
He called a servant who got down on his hands and knees. "Kushina-sama, if you could please put your foot on top of his back."
Kushina flushed with embarrassment and awkwardness at his request. She hesitated, she wanted to step back and refuse again showing how uncomfortable she was with the idea, but everyone around looked on as if there was nothing wrong with what he was asking her to do. Kushina remembered what ladies had told her about not showing weakness in front of these men, so she swallowed her embarrassment and decided to go with it. Slowly, she raised her leg and placed her high-heeled right foot on the servant's back, careful not to put too much weight on it to avoid discomfort to the servant. The prior merchant from onlookers wondered why they hadn't offered her such a service. While the others looked at the scene unfold with intrigue.
With her leg raised almost 90 degrees, the fabric of the Qipao flaps that covered her shapely legs was pushed aside like the curtains on a stage and exposed her pale fleshy and toned thighs for everyone to see. As a result of this action, the hot pants stretched further, further exposing more of her upper thighs as they rid a bit more and while simultaneously digging in her pussy more. Thankfully, the qipao flaps still covered her crotch, or everyone would have seen how the hot pants now had formed a pronounced cameltoe over her snatch.
Her face burned red as she saw everyone's gaze fixed on her thighs. She looked down to avoid looking at them and saw the merchant readying the anklets.
A strange feeling came over her as she watched her leg on top of another man's back and another one on his knees, running his hands over her leg to hook the anklets.
The merchant Watanabe took his time putting the jewellery around as he felt the smooth skin of her leg. Kushina unconsciously bent a bit more to give him better access, lifting her heel and keeping only the toe of her foot on the servant's back. Her breath hitching slightly as his hands traversed her shin, almost touching her inner thighs.
She didn't expect such an intimate touch from him which sent goosebumps down her spine. But she kept her composure and her confident image. 'This is acceptable. This still doesn't cross the boundary of indecent' she thought as she felt his careful touch on her calf muscles. It didn't help that at the same time the shorts, now firmly wedged between her thighs, were giving her a sensation of digging more as they delved deeper on her lower lips.
As Watanabe secured the anklet to her ankle, he looked up, his eyes following the pale long legs and catching a glimpse of her dampened crotch of white hotpants. His breath quickened as he saw it. 'Woah, is she wet, or was that a play of light? Is she not wearing panties?' he thought, as he was snapped out of his daze with Kushina moving her leg.
"I'm sorry, I was just mesmerised. You have the finest legs I have ever seen, even better than most of the noble ladies I had the pleasure of doing business with," he complimented, his voice tinged with admiration.
Not knowing how to respond to such a bold compliment, Kushina simply muttered a thank you, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment.
As she raised her other leg to place it on top of the servant's back, Watanabe eagerly awaited, his gaze fixed on her exposed thighs. As she shifted her position, placing her left leg on the servant's back, Watanabe's eyes travelled upward, his gaze lingering on her exposed skin until it reached her crotch. This time, he noticed her cameltoe, which was more pronounced, along with her slight wetness. 'She is definitely aroused. Kami-sama, she's so bold. The shorts are actually her panties,' he thought, mesmerised by the view.
"Watanabe-san... Watanabe-san... Watanabe-san," Kushina called out, snapping him out of his trance as he lowered his gaze and hooked the other anklet.
"I have done business with many ladies, but you have been the best," he spoke, reluctantly stepping back, the vivid images forever etched in his mind.
As Kushina placed her leg back on the ground with the soft tinkling of the anklet caught her attention as she gazed on beautiful silver piece chains glittering with jewels sitting perfectly in her ankles. A noticeable blush adorned her cheeks, betraying her momentary lapse in composure. Watanabe grinned, his eyes twinkling with satisfaction as he spoke, "You look even more enchanting with those anklets, Kushina-sama. Thank you for indulging my wishes". 'I hope to make even more jewellery for you now' he thought.
"Thank you, Watanabe-san," she replied, unaware of the unintentional show she had given the merchant.
"The pleasure is all mine," Watanabe replied, his tone laced with lingering desire as he walked away.
The people nearby, who were mostly nobles and merchants, enjoyed an unobstructed view of her thighs, the hotpants which had ridden revealed a teasing glimpse of the delicate curve of her hips, and the exposed skin that captivated their attention as she was in pose while the merchant hooked anklets.
Internally, she grappled with a whirlwind of emotions, a mixture of embarrassment and arousal washing over her. "What was that feeling? It almost felt as if he was worshipping me, and it made me feel… Good? What is happening to me?" she muttered.
"Oh, the log, when did they ride up like that?" she thought as her attention was caught by her hotpants, finally noticing how high they had ridden. Awkwardly pulling the material down, ensuring they didn't slip off completely. 'They were almost like my regular panties,' she thought, as she readjusted her hotpants.
'That was stupid of me. This is getting a bit too revealing. Why did I agree to this?.' she thought.
'But, there's something oddly exciting about it isnt it?' her naughty voice spoke .
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'Hoh, has she loosened quite a bit ?' Ryuki licked his lips as he saw the spectacle. "Did she change this much ? or does she have a weak spot for jewellery?" he muttered.
"She is looking such a cock-tease today, Ryuki-sama," Yumeki's voice came from behind his ear.
"Of course, she is. I wonder how my wife got her to dress like that," he whispered before they could reply. They were joined by another man.
"Damn, I didn't know she had this side to her as well." Daimyo saw his minister of trade speak, his mouth open as he witnessed the spectacle. "I thought she would be hard to deal with and would be unbendable to our views. But she seems quite flexible not mention sight for sore eyes.'" the minister remarked.".... Did we make a mistake, Daimyo-sama?" He added.
"Yeah, look at her. I won't mind having her as an ambassador for a few months as a trial, at least to see how she performs," another noble muttered, expressing his willingness to see more of Kushina.
'I hadn't thought this event would go like this, but it works in my favor,' Daimyo thought.
"Yeah, you didn't have to ask us to give more time to resolve the agreement issues, Daimyo-sama. Seeing her as she is now, I think we can easily give her as much time as she needs," another noble from his court muttered as he looked at the redhead licking his lips.
A majority of them had been attracted by her attire, and some of them had even been more impressed by how she was talking with traders, merchants, and other men.
"She seems so approachable, opposite to yesterday in the meeting," a noble muttered as others voiced their verbal approval of his words.
"Of course, my friends," Ryuki spoke, turning to his nobles. "I had reached the same decision myself. Come on, let's meet Kushina-san," he spoke with a big grin. He had needed an opportunity to approach the redhead after the prior mishap, and his court had given him a perfect free pass.
A small distance away, Aiko and her two friends watched the spectacle with growing horror.
"This is going too smoothly," Hana said as she saw Kushina getting an anklet from Watanabe-san. He was the best jewellery merchant among the nobility in this country, and the redhead had him at her feet within the first glance.
"Here comes the trouble," Himari spoke as she noticed the Daimyo, along with almost all of the court members and others, walking towards the scantily clad redhead.
"What's he doing?" Aiko spoke as she also noticed her husband moving towards the redhead, visibly alarmed. "Come on, let's stop him," she spoke.
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As Daimyo began to make his way towards her His wife saw him and also started to make the move towards the redhead, but before she could reach Kuhsina Ryuki had beat her to it.
"Kushina-san, you look even more beautiful now," Ryuki remarked, his gaze glued to her, 'I mean, so fuckable. I want to fuck you here and now,' he thought, his desire masked behind a polite facade.
"Thank you, Ryuki-san," Kushina replied, controlling her expression.
Turning to his wife, "Thank you, Aiko-sama, and ladies for attending our important guest," he added with a grin to his wife and her friends.
"It was my pleasure," Aiko answered with a perfect poker face, but she was seething from inside. 'What are you doing, you fool? You will ruin everything. You were not supposed to approach her, at least not this early,' she thought.
Her thoughts were broken as she saw the minister of trade coming forward; he was Hana's husband. "Yeah, you're looking like an angel today, Kushina-san," the Minister chimed in, trying to strike a conversation with the redhead. Kushina nodded at the man. "Well, Kushina-san, we can continue the discussion about our deal today as well; most of my court members are here along with stakeholders. They all will also like to meet you," the Daimyo spoke.
A bit caught off guard, still feeling a bit unused to the gazes of men that were still coming towards her, she replied, "Today? Wouldn't it be a bit informal?" she asked, feeling a bit underdressed for such a meeting.
"Well, most of such agreements are made in unofficial settings only," seeing her skepticism, he continued, "you don't have to agree on anything if you don't like. It's unofficial talks after all, but it would be good if you could participate," he added.
"Yeah, Kushina-san, a lot of people outside the court haven't dealt with any Konoha officials. It will be good for the Konoha diplomat to speak with them as well or at least in front of them," the minister of trade added.
"And it won't take much time, my ministers and nobles have some good news that they would like to share with everyone." Daimyo added. As more nobles, ministers, and traders started to greet the now the center of attention redhead, leaving the three noble ladies behind.
'I don't think I can deny him,' she thought, looking at the expectant expressions of men.
"All right, I can attend the meeting," she replied.
"Great, follow me; we have the perfect spot ready," Daimyo spoke. He then looked at gift items on the table and discreetly motioned a servant to collect them and follow them.
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"Was this the wise plan, Aiko-sama?" Himari asked, looking at Kushina as she was taken by Daimyo and men towards the central pool, "I mean, that slut is garnering all men's attention, and she seems not bothered at all."
"Yeah, did you see that husband of mine? He was so against the deal with Konoha till yesterday, but today he flipped just like that. She is dangerous, Aiko-sama. Very dangerous. I feel the plan may have backfired," Hana spoke with venom in her voice as she glared at her husband and Kushina.
"Patience, ladies. It's just a minor setback," Aiko spoke, calm on the outside but on the verge of bursting out. "I didn't expect my husband to approach her so bluntly and so early. It seems she has my weak-willed husband ensnared. I will have to dirty my hands a bit," she added.
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Meanwhile, Kushina found herself encircled by nobles and ministers from the Daimyo's court, along with traders and businessmen. She gracefully walked beside the Daimyo, who led her toward the central pool, the epicenter of this bustling gathering. For a moment, she thought she would have to enter the pool, but her fear was for nothing. Nearing the pool, she observed that the once half-naked men had vanished, leaving behind a transformed space designed for the assembly of at least thirty individuals.
The perimeter around the pool's edge featured an array of chairs strategically placed for them. Small tables adorned with an assortment of drinks were interspersed among the seating. Not far off, Kushina also took note of a handful of attentive servants, their eyes respectfully fixed on the oncoming crowd. The surroundings exuded a calm tranquility, the gentle steam rising from the warm waters of the central pool, and lanterns strategically placed around the area cast a soft, golden glow, infusing the scene with an ethereal radiance.
But despite the serene atmosphere that enveloped the Rotemburo, Kushina found herself grappling with an internal heat, a sensation that defied the tranquility surrounding her. 'Ignoring these uncomfortable hotpants might have been a mistake,' she thought, each step she took, the fabric digging and rubbing against her very sensitive pussy. She was sure the friction would certainly make her pussy lips bore the red rash marks.
The piercing gazes of the men, their eyes fixated on her, intensified the discomfort, yet paradoxically, it seemed to arouse heat in her. Trying to temper her heightened sensations, Kushina had shut down her naughty voice in her head. Thinking of meeting and surrounding, but it was only helping so much.
'Don't think about the outfit, Kushina,' she thought. 'Even if it's just two small pieces that are hiding your modesty,' she thought as they neared the sitting area. 'It's almost like yesterday. I hope I'm not making a habit of going commando.' The memory of the previous day's walking through the palace in just a Yukata came to her mind.
As Yumeki trailed behind his friend and boss, he couldn't resist the opportunity to cast a gaze upon the captivating redheaded vixen walking in front of him. Specifically, his attention fixated on the mesmerizing curvature of her tempting ass, which was even more pronounced as she took steps in this salacious outfit. Don't get him wrong; he may have seen her naked yesterday, but seeing her wearing these bold clothes was a treat in itself.
'I can't believe she's getting so bold. Ryuki-sama was right; there are changes in her, and it's good for us. I remember her not even showing a hint of skin last time,' he thought, his eyes still focused on the seductive sway of her ass.
'God damn, how I wish I could just flip that outfit, peel those teasing shorts down, and claim her right here and now,' he contemplated, literally stopping his hands to do anything that would ruin his and boss's plans.
"Kushina-san, see all important personnel from my court are here. I can even see some major traders and business holders as well. Thank you all for coming," the Daimyo addressed the gathered men, each taking their designated seats. Courteously, the Daimyo pulled out a chair for Kushina, As she nodded in appreciation and settled into her seat, he strategically positioned his own chair closer.
While making herself comfortable, Kushina discreetly adjusted the fabric of her qipao to ensure her legs were appropriately covered. However, the low-rise hotpants she wore allowed only so much concealment. With each movement as she took her seat, the shorts rode up slightly, resembling some of her more modest panties, leaving her legs exposed from the side. Both the Daimyo and Yumeki, standing behind his boss, couldn't help but catch a fleeting glimpse of her legs, a sight that also captivated other men whose attention was also fixated on the enticing redhead. Noticing the problem immediately, she quickly crossed her legs and carefully pulled material of qipao to cover her legs completely, this time much to men's hidden frustration.
"Yesterday, we had an official meeting about our concerns for our deal with Konoha. Kushina-san had been quite patient and listened to our concerns. She even noted and acknowledged some of the problems. I believe by talking things through, we can reach any solution."
The gathered men nodded, and some even cheered, but the majority had their eyes on the scantily clad redhead, while most men would have controlled themselves, with Daimyo leading from the front, they all just followed their leader in looking unabashedly at the redhead.
"While I may have a disagreement, after the meeting, I reconsidered our discussions. So if Kushina-san can get Konoha to alleviate our concerns, I have no problem with the deal," the Minister of Trade added.
"Yeah, I too think we should give Kushina-san some time to handle the issues we have presented to her. I trust Daimyo-sama, and if he vouches for Kushina-san to consider resolving our issues, I will support it." This was a Noble named Takamura, and she recognized that these two were quite vocal in raising their voices against the deal, so the sudden change in attitude was highly suspicious to her.
"Well, I too concur with my friends. We have waited so long; what's a little more time? I too agree we should give Kushina-san ample time to solve the issues we have presented." This was the Minister of Law and Kushina recognized him as well as one of the more loud voices against agreement with Konoha and the Fire Country. Kushina glanced sideways at the Daimyo, quite surprised at the turn of events. 'What did he do?' she thought.
Soon, other nobles from yesterday's meeting also started to agree, and she looked at Daimyo, who was smiling at the gathering with a drink in his hand. 'What is happening?' she thought, not quite ready for the turn of events.
"Excellent, my friends, it seems we have reached an agreement. We shall believe in Kushina-san and hope she can get the Konoha administration to understand our concerns. I'm sure she would do an excellent job. She did show me she's excellent at what she does yesterday," Daimyo added at the end, his true thoughts hidden behind his charming disposition. 'Yeah, you showed me how hot and fuckable you truly are and I won't forget those soft mamaeries in my hand from last night. You are worth the effort to conquer.' he thought as there was clapping from all the attendees.
"Well, if that's all, everyone here is free to enjoy drinks and the party. If you have something to discuss with Kushina-san, feel free to approach her. She will listen to you all," Daimyo added with a smirk.
As there were murmurs in the crowd with people picking drinks and snacks, Kushina turned to Daimyo. "What just happened? What did you do, Ryuki-san?" she asked.
She could hardly believe what she had just seen. The day before, she had been locked up for hours with all those guys who kept arguing with her and being such a headache. And now those same guys had had a flip of almost 180-degree change of attitude, happy to continue the negotiations with konoha and giving her time to deal with issues. And all without her having done anything or said a single thing.
"I will tell you later, haha. For now, enjoy the party," he replied, amused at her surprised reaction.
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"That just didn't happen, did it?" Hana exclaimed as they observed the unfolding events of the meeting.
"My idiot of a husband just sold our country," Aiko uttered, her mouth agape in disbelief.
"And we assisted him by making that redhead slut even more irresistible," added Himari, almost gnashing her teeth in a way that a lady should not do.
"He ruined everything. By giving her time, that slut will now make everyone dance to her tunes," Aiko seethed, marching with determined strides toward the gathering.
"Aiko-sama?" Hana inquired, her curiosity evident.
"I need to pull my husband out and give him a piece of my mind, he ruined everything" Aiko declared with fiery determination.
"Wait, my husband is there too. Let me teach that cock-brained bastard a lesson as well," Hana declared, following in the footsteps of the Daimyo's wife.
"That could have gone better," mused Himari. "Thank kami-sama my anata is not here; he is even weak willed than those two," she muttered under her breath, expressing relief
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Ryuki looked at Kushina, who was standing a few steps away from him, talking with one of the merchants about supplying his rare artefacts to Konoha. His eyes trailed the exposed skin of her thighs as he licked his lips, The hotpants remained in their ridden-up position, a detail that seemed to escape Kushina's notice as she continued her discussion. He had seen her naked yesterday, but having her within reachable distance and not acting was damn frustrating. 'What a tease she is, but the pleasure, when it comes of having her, will be all the more unforgettable,' he thought.
Ryuki was pleased with himself, more than pleased, if he had to say the meeting had gone perfectly. And the icing on the cake had been seeing Kushina dress so provocatively. He didn't know what his wife did, but he surely loved the results. His mind was already formulating plans on what to make the redhead wear next. Today's events had shown him that the redhead was definitely changed from last time, and he was loving those changes. He still didn't know for sure if the morning spilling accident was perpetrated or really an accident, but he loved seeing the stoic redhead bitch all flustered. 'It was definitely perpetrated. Yumeki, I think,' he looked at his head captain. 'While I hope he doesn't take any more such risks, that was well executed. Still, I will have to talk with him,' he further thought.
'The plan is going smoothly. Now, she and Konoha will realize my value in dealing with my country. I can make her dependent on me so she can't take any action without consulting me first, I would make the bitch so dependable on me that she will beg for everything,' he thought, forming an image of Kushina writhing in pleasure under him.
His musings were cut short as he felt a gentle tap on his shoulders. All thoughts of the redhead drained from his mind as he saw the stern expression of his wife. His excitement disappeared, and so did his hardness.
"Anata, can we talk for a moment?" Aiko whispered in a cold, measured tone and turned away before he could reply.
"What does the wretch want this time?" he thought as he stood up and walked behind his wife.
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As Kushina gracefully engaged with trader after trader, maintaining a pleasant smile, a mild headache began to gnaw at her temples. The majority of the traders sought fewer restrictions on their caravans and materials when entering the Fire Country. Many even offered her their products with hopeful expressions, placing them on the nearest table which already had gifts prior to moving to this spot.
"Kushina-sama, I have the finest silk from the Silk District here. Care to adorn yourself with the best?" Another merchant approached, bearing a gift in his hands.
"Thank you," she replied graciously, accepting the silk and placing it on the table. As she turned to face him, she realized his gaze lingered on her, "Yes I will look for ways to make trade between Konoha and this village easier" she replied for the nth time today.
"Thank you, Kushina-sama. You are beautiful, and I hope you wear my silk. I would be forever obliged," he expressed, his words carrying a hint of lust that left Kushina feeling somewhat uncomfortable.
She wasn't given time to think as another merchant approached "Kushina-sama, my company produces the most exquisite perfumes. A scent as alluring as you deserves only the best," the merchant spoke , presenting a small, exquisite-looking perfume bottle.
Again, she expressed gratitude, placing the perfume on the table. "Thank you " she replied "Yes, I would look for ways to make trade between Konoha and this village easier " she added, a rehearsed response by now.
The man nodded, his gaze unabashedly trailing up and down her form, a gesture that prompted an internal frown from Kushina as she maintained her outward composure. But she could feel the heat at her core rising, causing her to try not to squirm more.
She turned to see the Daimyo, who had moved behind his wife to another corner as another merchant approached.
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After dealing with more merchants, Kushina sat on the chair, awaiting any more nobles or merchants who wished to talk with her. The table nearby was heaped with gifts she had received. As she contemplated a few minutes of silence, a couple of young men approached her. Noticing their outfits, they seemed to be young nobles.
"How about we find a quiet corner, and I show you what a real man can do?" one of them boldly stated. Before she could reply, the other added.
"You're too pretty to be wasted on just one man. How about you join me and my friend for a night you won't forget?" the second one added with a lecherous grin and a suggestive gesture.
"What?" she asked again.
"You," the first young man pointed at her,
"Us," then he gestured to himself and his friend,
"one night, BANG BANG." he ended up clapping his fist on the other hand.
"What did you say?" She spoke in a mixture of disbelief, irritation and indignation. It was almost as if the temperature around her dropped as much as her anger rose.
"Come on, one night? We will pay an A-rank mission rate. Come on, think, just one night, and you get paid for A rank mission," the second man spoke.
"Yeah, and if you are good, we will even double pay. Maybe call our friends and give you more contracts, how about it?" the first one added trying to sweeten the deal, not realizing the danger they were in.
"Jin, Yami, what are you two doing?" a man's voice caught their attention.
The first man tsked. "Tou-san," the young man spoke. The man who intervened was none other than the Minister of Trade.
"Kushina-san, this is my son Yami and my nephew Jin. Please forgive whatever crap they were spurting," the minister apologized. "They are still young and have much to learn." he spoke, giving the young men a withering glare as he pulled them away from her.
"What the hell was even that?" she muttered as the minister pulled away, her temper still high on receiving such an offer. "Do they think I'm a whore? Hmp, spoiled noble brats."
A part of her anger dissipated as she watched the gifts on the table. "I got more than what Konoha wanted. They better be grateful."
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After the young men were pulled away, Kushina stood by the pool, exchanging pleasantries with the occasional merchant, a voice disrupted her thoughts.
"Uzumaki-san," Gato's voice cut through the ambient air. As she turned she noticed his gaze predatory as it roamed over her curves.
Her blood boiled at the sight of him, a wave of disdain washing over her and for a moment she didn't care if it showed on her face. Yet, she stifled the urge to lash out, and maintained composure to avoid causing any commotion. "What do you want?" she spoke, her tone sharp and dry, without much excitement, but tinged with irritation at his unwelcome intrusion. She felt his gaze affecting her more than any other till now, and the discomfort it brought made her skin crawl.
'Keep calm, Kushina. Don't kill him' she thought.
" I come in peace, Uzumaki-san, and also I apologise for my earlier remarks. It's my fault for not recognizing Akai Chishio no Habanero," Gato spoke outwardly, while internally, he thought, "Arrogant bitch, but certainly a hot one. Oh, how I want women like her in my talent pool. I wonder if Konoha would send her to me, Oh, how I'd love to see her squirm beneath me." he thought.
Suppressing a surge of revulsion, Kushina forced herself to listen, maintaining a facade of indifference. "State your business," she retorted, her voice laced with thinly veiled disdain.
"Well, to be blunt then, I am a rich man looking for opportunities. I am expanding my business all over the Elemental Nations. The Fire Country is a big market and has been good for business and trades. Do you think I could bring my business there?" he spoke looking in her eyes then raking over her voluptuous form in this scantily clad outfit. "I doubt the Daimyo would miss his chance to increase his wealth" he continued his voice laid with all the butteriness.
"Maybe I can even bring my show to Konoha or Fire court, They would certainly enjoy a spectacular show. " he added his tone dripping with lecherous intent, triggering Kushina's anger as she thought about how he used kunoichis as mermaids.
"The Fire Country has the best shinobis and kunoichis around, and the Daimyo recognizes this and respects those who protect him. Bringing your business there is an insult to that. The Fire Daimyo will never approve of it. Stay away from the Fire Nation and Konoha." She remarked placing her arms across her bust which made her figure even more alluring.
"And how do you know? My mermaids put on a show that has captivated everyone who has looked at them. Maybe the Fire Daimyo and his entire court will be so impressed that he will ask his kunoichi to do the same for them. I heard Konoha kunoichis are very talented with beauty to match," he spoke, looking her up and down. For the first time in today's meeting she truly felt exposed under his intrusive gaze.
"Kunoichi are not meant for entertainment. They are warriors willing to give their lives to defend their country. A tycoon like you with no shinobi background wouldn't understand. Kunoichi are not playthings," she spoke firmly, defending the honor of her fellow kunoichi and rejecting Gato's audacious proposals.
"Why berate me when I provide these kunoichi with food and shelter, keeping them away from needless risks? I have taken in renegade kunoichis whose villages abandoned them, and other villageless kunoichis after their homes were devastated in the war. Some even hail from prestigious villages, ones like the hidden Mist village which is under civil war. They willingly use their talents and bodies for my business. What's wrong if they find purpose and security in serving me?" Gatou spoke visibly confident in what he was saying.
"Many of them have told me how grateful they are to me for getting them out of those difficult times. There are even more than a few who have begged me to give them jobs and allow them to perform in one of those "degrading" shows as you call them." The tycoon's smile was evident as he noticed that the redhead was not expecting that.
He continued with his speech "Should I turn all you unfortunate women away and kick their asses back to the street just because you don't like it?" he asked shrugging his shoulders with a haughty look on his face
"That..." Kushina paused, as that was not what she wanted for them.
"Also, how can you speak of the pride of kunoichi when they themselves reveal too much? I've heard that kunoichi have missions where they must use their sex appeal to accomplish their goals, and they even use it in battle when things get tough. My business does the same without risking their lives," he remarks, then he looks at her. "Didn't you change from your conservative office outfit to this exquisite one? Your current one, isn't this showing too much ? Aren't you sauntering all over this place" he continued.
Kushina is left speechless, grappling with the troubling justification. As if her change from her professional business suit for this one was a reaffirmation of his words.
"Besides, I saw you flaunting your body to all those nobles, their sons and wives. Don't take me for a fool. I know what you were doing. I know you're using your sex appeal to gain favours, and it seems to be working as now all the nobles seem really keen on working with you, didn't they agree to give you more time?" he continues, this time undressing her with his words.
"What? That's not true. We are all working together to keep the country stable. It's nothing like that; this outfit adheres to the standards of this meeting. I see noble ladies wearing similar attire. Don't try to equate me with your perverse ways." She snapped, not liking how he tried to make it seem like she was in the same boat as him.'The change in the hot spring country's stance was due to my role as Konoha's ambassador and Ryuki-san's cooperation. Not because of my…. change of clothes,' she thought, unable to suppress a tiny trace of doubt.
"And what do you mean I was flaunting my body? I'm a married woman; that is beneath me," she continued, vehemently denying his allegations.
"Hah, yeah right. That's why you wore that dress that made every eye turn towards you." Gato added as he enjoyed how he got under her skin. "Yeah, you still deny it. Look at yourself and tell me, what is the difference between you and my kunoichis? You are doing almost the same thing, using your looks, body, and charm. Remove those shorts of yours you would basically even look the same." he added with a smirk as he looked at her exposed thighs and hotpants.
She wanted to jump on him and slash his throat there and then but controlled herself, frustrated, she turns and leaves, perturbed by the unsettling logic he presents. As she walks away, he adds, "Yeah,runaway; I have seen through your facade." His words linger, echoing in her mind.
She turns to see him nonchalantly jumping into the waters after discarding his shirt, calling his girls as a couple of girls now dressed in bikinis come and join him in the waters, cuddling with him, letting themselves be touched and even seemed to be flirting with him as if they were his, this in turn gained the gathered men's attention.
She even saw one of Gatou's kunoichi, the one she had seen earlier in the fish tank as a mermaid, wearing a similar outfit as hers, albeit more revealing. The vibrant blue qipao-styled top had a plunging neckline, exposing most of her cleavage and breasts barely hiding her modesty, and it barely reached mid-thighs with minimalist flappers, exposing all of her legs. She hadn't worn any shorts, and Kushina could barely make out strings on her waist, signifying she was wearing something underneath at least.
Doubt creeps into her thoughts. 'Am I really like those kunoichis?' Her mind delves into a comparison as she sees herself, realizing that both she and the mermaid kunoichis earlier were scantily clad, albeit to varying degrees.
'But this indeed attracted attention. Everyone was drawn to me after I put on this outfit' she thought. 'Was it really because of my looks?'
'It feels good, doesn't it? So what if he is right? We can use every tool we've got for the mission, right?' Her naughty voice almost reinstated what Gatou had implied. 'Besides, we got the deal, didn't we? At least some time to handle issues, didn't we?' the voice continued, trying to rationalise the events. 'Even if you don't want to admit that our beauty and this attire played an important role.'
'Yeah, it's nothing like that. We are not like them. Those kunoichis dressed willingly, and they did it for their own benefit, meanwhile we did it for the sake of Konoha, and it's the outfit approved by noble ladies. It may look the same but it isn't the same. So, it's not like that at all,' her moral voice counters. Kushina found some peace with that logic
"Yeah, this outfit is approved by the ladies themselves," she muttered.
"Kushina-san," Ryuki's sudden appearance was a welcome surprise.
"I see you are done with meeting my nobles and merchants. I even saw you talking to Gato-san." Seeing her face frown as he mentioned Gatou, he added, "I know he is a scum type, but we, as leaders, have to maintain cordial relations with them. We can't do much about foreign traders and dignitaries, can we?"
As she nodded in agreement with his logic, he continued, "Ignore whatever he said; I will deal with him my way. We are almost done here. So, do you want to talk with anyone else?" he asked.
"No, I think I'm done," Kushina replied, relieved that she wouldn't have to speak with anyone else. She wanted to get out of this outfit as soon as possible.
"Where's Aiko-san?" she asked.
At the mention of his wife, the Daimyo frowned, recalling the recent argument they had. She accused him of selling the country and thinking with his "little head." He had to admit, at least internally, that he might think with his "little head" at times, but he would never sell his country. Today, she almost ruined his plans. Thankfully, she made up for it by turning the redhead into the perfect eye candy, even if unknowingly.
"Ah, she had to go back to the palace. But she wished you well and told me to escort you to your quarters," he lied.
"Oh, okay," she knew he was lying but didn't pry. She wanted to contact Aiko and get changed into her old outfit, but it would be odd to say that to Ryuki now. 'Well, I can endure a bit more,' she thought.
Looking at the table filled with a heap of gifts, he smirked. "Oh, you got lots of gifts. You already have lots of fans among my citizens, it seems." She nodded as his eyes landed on the anklets on her feet. "Wow, they really look pretty on you," he spoke. 'Oh, how I would want something similar but around your neck with a leash, marking you as my own,' he thought, his expression taking on a more sinister edge.
"Thank you, Ryuki-san," she replied.
"Good. I will ask my servants to send them to your quarters. Now that we've got some time on the agreement, we can talk about some more pointers that can be added to the agreement." Daimyo spoke as he led her towards the exit of the rotenburo, proud to showcase her as some kind of trophy to his people as she walked beside him. 'I couldn't have imagined this was possible if I thought about it during her last visit. Who would have thought this stoic woman, granted she is every bit as stoic as in the past, would walk beside me so scantily clad? I will give my wife some gift; she does deserve something, doesn't she? Now I have this reserved hot bitch walking with me basically in my arms. It turns me on more to know she doesn't like it. I can see it on her face. Now everyone will see how I have trained her,' he thought, fully aware of how his servants perceived him. They thought he had failed to get the redhead last time, and now this would at least shatter that image.
'They would now think she has succumbed to me,' he thought as a haughty smirk formed on his lips.
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