As she spoke, Mei extended her slender finger and pressed it against Gento's chest, slowly tracing downward.
The movement was intimate and bold, her fingertip carrying a faint coolness.
Gento could feel the tingling sensation brought by her touch.
Her body leaned slightly forward, making the scenery beneath her collar even clearer, while the warmth of her breath brushed against Gento's neck.
Beside them, Chojuro's face had already turned red all the way down to his neck. His eyes did not know where to look, so he could only stare desperately at the floor, wishing he could crawl into a crack in the ground.
Gento looked at the woman actively teasing him before him, somewhat surprised.
He had originally expected Mei to hesitate, resist, or bargain...
After all, for a kunoichi, this was not the kind of condition one could casually agree to.
Yet not only did she show no resistance, she was even this proactive.
Perhaps her actions and words were only half sincere.
Perhaps this entire performance was merely part of her negotiation tactics.
But remembering that, in the original story, what Mei longed for while trapped in the Infinite Tsukuyomi had been a "handsome man," it was only natural that she would be interested in him.
After all, as an Uchiha, his strikingly handsome appearance was exceptional.
Combined with the charm enhancement from the Lust Gourd, this effect was hardly surprising.
Judging from Mei's current reaction, perhaps he would not even need to use the Lust Pills he had originally prepared.
Gento raised his hand and lightly grasped the finger resting against his chest, removing her hand from his body.
"This is still not enough."
He stared directly into Mei's eyes.
Mei's smile stiffened a little bit.
"What else do you want?"
Gento released her hand and crossed his arms, looking down at her from above.
"Any verbal promise is unreliable. It cannot be fully trusted."
"I believe a connection through bloodline is far more reliable."
He paused, his gaze resting on Mei's face.
"So after everything is done, I want you to bear me a child!"
"Additionally, to prevent you from going back on your word afterward, I need to place a seal on your body!"
Upon hearing this, the smile on Mei's face completely froze.
Bear a child?
And place a seal on her?
The man before her was even more shrewd than she had imagined… a single night of passion and bearing a child were two totally different matters!
After one night, both parties could simply part ways without anyone taking it seriously.
For the sake of successfully overthrowing the Fourth Mizukage and securing the Mizukage position for herself, she could accept making certain sacrifices involving her beauty.
After all, in her view, it was still uncertain who would actually come out at a disadvantage!
Once the clothes were back on, whether the agreement with Hidden Gento Village would still be honored depended entirely on her mood.
But having a child was different.
That would be the continuation of her bloodline!
The moment she gave birth to that child, she and Gento would truly become bound together through shared interests, forever impossible to sever.
Within her eyes flashed hesitation, struggle, and an emotion even she herself could not clearly describe.
She thought about the miserable state Hidden Mist Village had been in over these years.
Fear filled the streets, while Kekkei Genkai clans were purged one after another. Even the Hozuki clan, Hidden Mist's greatest noble clan, had failed to escape.
The entire village was permeated by an atmosphere of terror. No one knew whose turn would come next.
Yet she could only watch helplessly as all of this unfolded, powerless to stop it.
Even though she had already gathered a tremendous amount of Hidden Mist's forces over these years, she knew better than anyone that behind Yagura still stood a mysterious organization with unfathomable strength.
Were her preparations truly enough to overthrow all those forces?
And what about Gento?
He had repelled Hidden Cloud, captured the Two-Tails Jinchuriki, and forced the Raikage to sign a compensation agreement.
Furthermore, Hidden Gento Village's reputation among clients throughout every nation was so outstanding that even the normally isolated Hidden Mist Village had heard plenty about it.
There was no doubt regarding the Uchiha's strength.
If the Uchiha were willing to intervene, the chances of the Hidden Mist Revolution succeeding would increase to at least ninety percent!
Moreover, the current situation of the shinobi world was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Right now, the other four great nations were all occupied with war and had no spare attention for Hidden Mist Village's internal conflict.
Even if civil war erupted inside Hidden Mist Village and weakened it even further, there would be no need to fear other nations taking advantage of Hidden Mist.
If she missed this perfect opportunity, who knew how many more years she would have to wait?
She raised her head and looked at the man before her.
The Uchiha clan truly were handsome.
Sharp brows, a straight nose bridge, and those black eyes radiating charm.
The small pink gourd hanging at his waist reflected a warm luster beneath the light. The longer one looked at it, the faster one's heartbeat seemed to become.
Having a child with a man like this...
Her cheeks began to grow warmer.
It did not seem quite as unacceptable anymore.
…Forget it.
Mei took a deep breath and raised her head to meet Gento's eyes directly.
"Fine, I agree!"
She declared decisively:
"But Clan Head Gento, you must keep your word."
"Not only must you help me overthrow Yagura, you must also ensure that I ascend to the position of Mizukage."
Seeing his objective achieved, Gento immediately smiled and nodded.
"Of course."
He then turned to look at the red-faced, flustered Chojuro.
"You can leave now."
Chojuro opened his mouth, instinctively glancing toward Mei.
Mei nodded at him, the meaning in her gaze unquestionable.
Chojuro gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, then turned and walked out of the office.
The door softly closed behind him before Gento walked over and locked the door behind him.
The door lock let out a soft "click."
Mei's heartbeat skipped slightly.
She watched as Gento walked back toward her step by step, those deep black eyes no longer bothering to conceal the way they rested upon her body.
"Lie down there."
Gento pointed at the office desk.
"I'm going to begin the seal now."
Mei bit her lip and slowly walked over.
The wooden desk's surface had been polished as smooth as a mirror, faintly reflecting her silhouette.
She placed both hands on the edge of the desk, hesitated for a moment, then slowly lay down upon it.
Her dark blue dress spread across the tabletop like blooming petals.
Her legs were pressed together, her knees slightly bent. At some point, the sandals on her feet had already slipped off, revealing a pair of fair and delicate feet.
Because of that movement, the hem of her skirt slid upward slightly, exposing part of her snow-white thighs.
Her reddish-brown hair spread across the desk, several strands hanging over the edge, gently swaying along with her slightly hurried breathing.
Because of her reclined posture, the collar of her dress loosened slightly, causing that deep cleavage to appear faintly visible while her full curves rose and fell with each breath.
She raised an arm to cover her eyes, perhaps because she did not dare look at him, or perhaps because she did not want him to see the expression she wore right now.
Yet that very movement only made the curves of her chest appear even more obvious. The fabric stretched tightly against her body, nearly to the point of tearing.
Gento stood beside the desk, looking down at her from above.
His throat moved slightly as he instinctively swallowed.
He reached out and gently grasped the hand covering her eyes, moving it down to her side.
"What? You seem a little nervous."
His voice was soft, carrying a teasing trace of amusement.
Mei did not answer. Her breathing merely became even more hurried.
Gento's gaze fell upon her lower abdomen.
It was covered by blue fabric, flat and toned, rising and falling gently with her breathing.
He extended his hand, his fingertips grasping the hem of her clothing as he attempted to lift it upward.
Mei's body stiffened slightly, and she immediately grabbed the edge of her clothes tightly, refusing to let him raise it any further.
"Y-You... what are you doing?!"
"A seal is a seal. Why are you taking off my clothes?"
"Don't be nervous."
Gento's voice remained gentle.
"This seal is placed on the lower abdomen, so I need your cooperation."
Seeing that Mei still refused to cooperate, he added another sentence.
"Relax. I'm only placing the seal. I won't do anything else to you."
"Besides... it will be over fast, so there's no need to worry."
Only then did Mei slowly release the hem of her clothing that she had been clutching.
Gento slowly lifted the hem of Mei's dress upward.
One inch, two inches, three inches.
Mei's fair skin was gradually exposed to the air inch by inch. First came her flat lower abdomen, then the tight curves of her waist.
Her skin was smooth and delicate without the slightest trace of excess flesh.
Her navel was small and refined, gently rising and falling with her breathing.
Higher still was the full curve wrapped tightly beneath the fabric.
Gento continued moving upward.
Abruptly, then, Mei grabbed the hem of her clothing once more.
Clenching her teeth, she said:
"That's enough!"
"Gento, are you planning to take off all of my clothes?!"
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