After the initial tension and shyness, Kurenai Yuhi's sore muscles gradually relaxed under the warm kneading.
The original soreness gradually faded, replaced by a lazy, comfortable feeling.
She even squinted her eyes in comfort, and her hands that were grasping the bedsheets loosened.
That mixture of soreness and pleasure made Kurenai Yuhi let out a comfortable murmur.
"Mmm..."
Her tense body also slowly softened.
Like a pool of Shunsui, she lay defenselessly before Aokawa.
Aokawa looked at the girl's relaxed features and couldn't help but smile.
The movements of his hands began to extend downwards.
Along the beautiful curve of her spine.
Sliding down bit by bit.
His fingers brushed across her back.
Under those thin clothes.
The girl's straight back was like exquisite porcelain.
Every curve was full of youthful tension.
His palms were broad and powerful.
Everywhere they passed.
A strange heat followed.
With every press, the two thick cushions beneath overflowed as they were gently squeezed.
At this moment, no matter what Kurenai Yuhi said, Aokawa would probably find it very reasonable.
Kurenai Yuhi buried her head in the pillow, her breathing becoming a bit hurried.
She could clearly feel those hands wandering on her back.
Everywhere they went.
Her skin felt as hot as if it were on fire.
That feeling was both unfamiliar and stimulating.
It made her a little afraid.
Yet also faintly expectant.
Aokawa's hands moved past her back.
And reached her slender waist.
The girl's waist could be held in one hand.
It was incredibly soft.
His thumb pressed against the muscles on the side of her waist.
Using a little force.
"Ah!"
Kurenai Yuhi's body trembled.
Her waist twisted subconsciously.
But as if to cater to him.
She instead pressed even closer.
Aokawa did not stop.
His palms continued to slide down the waistline, passing the small of her back.
Continuing downwards.
Finally.
Resting steadily on the edge of that rounded, perky curve.
At this moment.
Time seemed to stand still.
Kurenai Yuhi instantly petrified.
Her body, which had already relaxed, suddenly stiffened again.
Her brain went 'boom' as a mushroom cloud exploded, leaving it completely blank.
Although separated by pants.
The heat coming from his palm was like a branding iron, instantly burning through the fabric.
Clearly imprinted on that sensitive area.
Even if it was just resting on the edge.
That sensation was so intense it couldn't be ignored.
Shame washed over her like a tide.
Almost drowning her.
He... he touched... there... how can that place... a voice in Kurenai Yuhi's heart screamed.
She subconsciously wanted to get up and flee.
But her body felt as if its bones had been removed, soft and powerless.
"This is the lumbar weight-bearing area."
"It's also the place most prone to strain."
Aokawa's serious voice rang out at the right time.
His tone was as solemn as if he were discussing some profound academic problem.
Without any hint of frivolity.
"It must be completely relaxed."
Hearing this.
Kurenai Yuhi's initial struggle stopped.
The urge to run away in her heart.
Also quietly collapsed under this "legitimate reason."
That's right... he is a Medical Ninja.
He is helping me with treatment.
This is to relieve fatigue.
It's my own thoughts that are too impure... and... that place really is very sore.
"This is also for treatment..."
"He is a Medical Ninja..."
"These are Acupoints..."
Kurenai Yuhi incoherently made excuses for herself in her heart.
She buried her face deep into the pillow that carried his scent.
Not daring to make a sound.
Fearing that if she spoke, what would leak out would be a shameful tremble.
She could only let that magic hand.
Wander on that sensitive edge.
Feeling that heart-trembling temperature.
And that rhythm, one after another.
As if the force were pressing directly on her heart.
An unprecedented, strange feeling.
Quietly bloomed in her body... The two talked for a long time in the Barracks, until their mouths were dry.
It wasn't until the sky grew dark that Kurenai Yuhi reluctantly left.
There was no other way.
She had been out for so long.
If she didn't go back now, Kurenai Yuhi would have broken through the door.
Looking back at every step, the unsteady Kurenai Yūhi finally disappeared from view.
Aokawa seemed to still feel the residual warmth and body fragrance on his hand.
The tenderness on his face slowly faded, and he turned back to the table, his gaze falling on that slightly old scroll.
This was not just a Genjutsu document, but the foundation of the Yuhi Clan.
That girl really held nothing back.
Aokawa let out a soft breath, suppressing a ripple in his heart, his eyes becoming focused again.
He reached out to take it, untied the ribbon, and slowly unfurled it.
The handwriting was vigorous and powerful, with many delicate small notes in the margins, clearly Kurenai Yuhi's usual study insights.
He was in no hurry to learn those specific Genjutsu Moves, but went straight to the latter half of the scroll, the theoretical explanation of Yin Release Chakra Nature Transformation.
Time passed minute by minute.
The candle in the tent had mostly burned down, with wax tears piling up.
Aokawa maintained the same posture, like a statue.
Until late at night, he suddenly closed the scroll, an unprecedented light bursting from his eyes.
"So that's how it is..."
He muttered to himself, his voice carrying a hint of uncontrollable excitement.
The underlying principle of Genjutsu lies in using Yin Release Chakra to connect to the opponent's Spiritual World.
Through a specific Chakra frequency, it directly interferes with the Chakra flow in the opponent's brain meridians.
They call this frequency "Mental Resonance."
By forming hand signs to mobilize different Chakra frequencies, different illusions are created for the opponent.
Combining that history of the Six Paths Sage from the original work.
Chakra was originally used as a bridge to connect people and understand each other's thoughts.
It was only later disconnected by Ashura and developed as energy for Ninjutsu.
Then Genjutsu can be seen as reconnecting the Spiritual Worlds of people, only this time it's not to understand them, but to harm them.
And the Sharingan, because it is produced by the special Yin Release Chakra formed after the Spiritual World receives a huge stimulus.
It can directly apply ocular power to Chakra without the need for hand signs, dragging the opponent into a Genjutsu world with just a gaze.
As the ancestor of Ninjutsu, it's normal for Indra to have developed personalized Genjutsu based on his own Sharingan when he was developing Ninjutsu.
"Then how to obtain this frequency? He had never seen the Caged Bird Seal."
Aokawa stood up and paced back and forth in the narrow tent.
Previously, his thinking had always been limited to "destruction" and "blockade."
He always thought about how to use violent means to cut the connection between the Main House and the Branch House's Caged Bird Seal, or directly destroy the Cursed Seal itself.
But this is like bomb disposal.
Cutting the wrong wire results in brains being splattered.
But what if I change my way of thinking?
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