Ren awkwardly shifted in his place, uncomfortable in the formal grey kimono he wore, before he released a deep breath and finally knocked on the door he had stared at for the last twenty seconds.

He instantly heard pitter-patter from behind the door and soon enough, they swung open and his breath hitched when Ino appeared, beaming at him.

Ren had an intense sense of deja vu. He remembered something similar happened when he visited her house for the first time. But this time, his breath wasn’t taken away only because of her natural beauty but because the girl clearly dressed to make him horny.

She wore a black dress reaching her knees. A very form-fitting black dress that showed all her curves exceptionally well. Even her generous cleavage left nothing to the imagination. It wasn’t too big but neither was it too modest. It was made just right to attract the eyes and Ren had to admit it was succeeding as his gaze wandered lower than Ino’s face for a moment.

When he realized it and snapped his gaze back toward Ino’s eyes, he noticed the mirth underneath all that clear blue wonder and couldn’t help but slightly blush.

The dress also fit well with her long blonde mane that fell around her shoulders and reached all the way to her lower back, imitating a waterfall of gold. Ren’s fingers twitched. He had a great urge to touch her hair, pat her head, and play with her locks. But biting the inside of his cheek, he resisted and gave Ino a hopefully not-too-awkward smile and opened his mouth to greet her.

He didn’t even manage to say the first syllable before Ino flung herself at him and tightly hugged him, pressing her breasts into his chest. She pecked his cheek before she pulled away and excitedly spoke while Ren’s hands rested on her hips.

“Finally. I was almost going crazy from how much my mom was teasing me. It was mortifying! Fair warning. Daddy didn’t like my choice of dress so he is quite grumpy. But no worries. Mom has him under control. But you will have to impress him. He most likely has his suspicions and probably knows about us. Oh my god, I hope everything goes well and…”

Ren put his finger on her lips, shutting her up while inwardly snorting in amusement. The girl could be such a motor mouth when nervous. Clearly, she was just as jittery as him and that calmed his nerves somewhat.

“Calm down, Ino. We will get through this together.” He told her, trying to return the favor and stop her nerves.

“Right.” Ino took a deep breath and for a moment, they just lost themselves, staring at each other in silence while holding each other.

But then Ino blinked and averted her eyes with a small blush and her lips spread into a slight grin.”So…” She trailed off, “What do you think?” She slightly wiggled her hips from side to side, making it obvious she was fishing for a compliment.

Ren fondly chuckled, “You look so beautiful I am afraid to kiss you and mess up your make-up.” And sage, her red lips were really enticing right about now.

Ino let out a sweet ‘Awww’ and giggled, “Don’t worry. I am not wearing any make-up. She gave him a mischievous look before her face shifted. It was still gorgeous but it now lacked the small touches of makeup that enhanced her beauty from ‘She is gorgeous’ to ‘I want to push her down right now’ levels.

“How?” Ren asked, inwardly impressed. He would have detected a Transformation Technique so that was not it. This was something he didn’t recognize. Ino was clearly holding out on him.

“I spent a lot of time in the sewers that is Naruto’s mind.” Ino huffed with an eye roll, “That boy is hopeless. He didn’t pay attention in class when the transformation technique was explained and somehow he screwed the technique up just right to get a proper physical transformation rather than just an illusion layered on top of his body. It would be impressive if it wasn’t so irritating.”

And she was still mightily annoyed due to that revelation even now, several weeks later. The amount of luck Naruto had was staggering. It was infuriating to her, who had to sweat and bleed and put in an inhuman effort into every single advancement of hers.

Here Naruto just comes and fucks around enough to invent a new jutsu.

Of course, if Ren knew her thoughts, his expression would have turned very ugly because, from his point of view, Ino was just as big of a lucky cheater as Naruto. It was as if they were favored by the god of blondes or something.

Maybe Hagoromo had a thing for blondes?

Ren inwardly shivered at that thought. Hopefully, he was wrong because if not, he would have to find a way to reach his spiritual existence and give the old stalker a piece of his mind.

He wasn’t very happy with the possibility that some dead old sage was watching his girl shower from the great beyond.

“You are so going to teach me and Hinata that technique.” Ren said, refocusing on things that mattered right now just as Ino’s face shifted again and the make-up reappeared.

“Gladly.” Ino happily responded, her tone laced with glee. She quite liked the image of her teaching something to Ren. And Hinata too, she guessed. She could hold it over Hyuga’s head for the next few days.

Now she only needed to practice her snobby bitchy act in front of the mirror. Annoying Hinata was not going to be easy and she had to be in the top form if she wanted to manage it.

“Naruto has an unusually high yang concentration in his chakra. That’s why he managed to do it. It’s easy for him but I wouldn’t be able to pull it off without a lot of training in forming yang-natured chakra.” Ino informed Ren and nodded.

He didn’t know if Ino discovered Kurama in Naruto’s mind. But considering the boy only had Kyuubi’s Yang half sealed in him and the fox’s chakra leaked into his system, it wasn’t weird that his chakra was overwhelmingly yang-natured by default.

It also explained why the boy struggled to form even a basic genjutsu. He would probably need Tsunade’s level of chakra control before being able to pull off even a C-rank genjutsu. That or learn how to consciously form yin chakra.

“Then it is good that both I and Hinata can already form yang chakra.” Ren said and Ino pouted.

“Hinata already knows how to do that?” She asked, miffed, and got a nod in return.

It took her months in her mindscape to figure it out. And while in real life it was only a week, she still put so much effort and time into it!

“Drat.” Ino’s mood soured, “I hoped to see the bitch struggle with it a bit.” She sullenly admitted.

She liked Hinata like a sister she never had but the girl frustrated her to no end. Over the past several months, Ino spent years worth of training in her mindscape. And she still could not beat the Hyuga bitchy-bitch who had a fucking absolute no-chakra-allowed-past-this-point defense she could use at a moment’s notice to nullify most elemental techniques while functioning as some sort of chakra shockwave attack in close range.

The girl could also heal herself from almost any wound, ambushing her was impossible because of her special eyes, and she was nigh unbeatable in close-range combat because one tap was all it took for her to no-sell any opponent with a smug little humble smile on her face to show how effortless it is for her.

And then there were her exploding senbons courtesy of their teacher as if she wasn’t overpowered enough already. Because pfff, obviously, Hinata needed an option that would make her a total nightmare to fight even at range soooo damn much!

Sometimes Ino wanted to punch her teacher in the face from the sheer frustration she felt whenever her mind strayed to the thoughts of sparring with Hinata.

Ino didn’t think it was so bad, wishing to see Hinata struggle for a bit. Just a little bit. Teensy lil’ bit. A small amount. Just enough to make her feel that the Hyuga is not always miles ahead of her!

And then…!

Suddenly, Ino was taken by surprise and her reverie was interrupted as Ren swooped her into his embrace and started kissing her. It took Ino a second for her mind to register what was going on but then her hands plunged deeper behind his back. She opened her mouth and they started properly making out, her dark thoughts forgotten in favor of the pleasant sensation Ren’s tongue was giving her.

“Heh. Not so afraid to kiss me anymore?” Ino asked slightly breathlessly when they pulled apart after a few dozen seconds.

“You said so yourself. No make-up means no worries.” Ren replied, already leaning forward to capture her lips again. And capture her lips he did.

Before Ino could even think of a reply, she found Ren’s tongue exploring her mouth again, much to her delight. She was growing so hot and bothered, quivering from pleasure. All her worldly worries seemed so unimportant right now.

Refusing to lose, Ino pushed back with her tongue and gripped the hair on the back of Ren’s head with her fingers, gently yanking his head slightly to the side to give her better access while moaning and leaning into the kiss, uncaring that her dress was getting crumpled…

A clearing of the throat resounded behind Ino and both she and Ren froze in the middle of their kiss, exchanging startled looks.

Awkwardly, they pulled apart and Ren’s right hand released Ino’s left breast he was fondling while she wiped away the string of saliva connecting their lips before they turned to look at the person who interrupted them.

Ino bashfully ducked her head while trying to fix her dress and Ren felt his flight or fight instincts flare as Inoichi Yamanaka was giving them a narrowed, unimpressed look.

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