Yūhi Kurenai’s voice was still as gentle as ever. This traditional Yamato Nadeshiko-like beauty had no idea that the man she once loved had now become the Summoning Beast. Kurama Yakumo turned her head and gave Kurenai a sweet smile. "Sorry, Kurenai-sensei, I spaced out for a bit just now! What did you say?" "You do realize you were spacing out, huh?" Kurenai lightly poked Yakumo’s forehead, her eyes filled with affection. "I was saying that since your health has improved, maybe we should go shopping. I’m a little worried about you always staying home alone ." "Oh, so that’s what it was!" Yakumo pouted. "But I really don’t want to go out. Staying home alone feels nice too. Those people outside are so annoying... none of them are as kind and pleasant as Kurenai-sensei!" Yakumo’s flattery softened Kurenai’s already wavering resolve. "Hehe, that just shows how good Kurenai-sensei is to me!" "Ah, Kurenai-sensei, I suddenly feel like eating dango. Could you buy some for me?" "Alright, alright. I must owe you from a past life!" Hearing Yakumo’s craving, Kurenai didn’t refuse. Smiling, she agreed and then left the room. *Click!* Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝗇𝗲𝘵 As the door closed, Kamizuki Hikari’s figure emerged nearby. More accurately, it was that Yakumo had used genjutsu to block Kurenai’s senses. But right now, Hikari wasn’t in the best mood. "So, you called me over... just to watch how you deceive Kurenai, is that it?" Yakumo stood up. Her once frail body had now developed graceful curves. She wasn’t on par with certain more voluptuous women, but her figure was well-formed, already showing an enticing S-shape. "I really do treasure Kurenai-sensei now!" "And your so-called ’treasure’ means constantly manipulating her with genjutsu, keeping her under your control?" Hikari couldn’t understand Yakumo’s way of doing things. Yakumo replied, "If you’re accusing me of tampering with Kurenai-sensei’s senses, then yes, I admit that. But saying I’m controlling her? That’s just unfair. I’ve already understood the difference between the false and the real. I want Kurenai-sensei’s sincere affection, not illusions manufactured from false memories." Hikari still couldn’t believe it. Yakumo’s abilities were too bizarre. Even he couldn’t claim to reach her level in genjutsu. At best, he could ensure he wouldn’t be deceived by her illusions—but more than that was beyond him. "Hikari-senpai, you still don’t understand!" Yakumo walked over to him with a bright smile and took his left hand. "Here, feel my heartbeat. See for yourself whether I’m lying." Her touch was slightly awkward, yet it carried that unique softness only a young woman could have—something hard to resist. "Don’t worry. My body is fine now. Compared to before, my understanding of genjutsu is nothing like what you imagine." "I can create countless false memories, make countless people fall for me, but what’s the point of that? Now I realize: only sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity." "For example, if I want to obtain all of you, Hikari-senpai, then I must truly fall in love with you... don’t you think?" *Thump! Thump! Thump!* Yakumo’s heartbeat was steady, without the slightest sign of panic. It seemed to confirm her words. But Hikari didn’t buy it. Someone who could once use genjutsu to deceive Kurenai and even tamper with her memories—how could he believe it when that same person suddenly spoke of ’sincerity for sincerity’? "I knew Hikari-senpai wouldn’t believe me. Maybe your strength is great, but in the end, you’re not someone who truly understands genjutsu. You don’t know how a genjutsu-user thinks." "Precisely because we ourselves use illusions, we know that what lies within them isn’t what we really want. At the very least, what we gain that way is worthless to us." Hikari thought for a moment, then analyzed, "So what you mean is... controlling someone with genjutsu feels like someone throwing themselves at you, leaving you with no sense of accomplishment. Am I right?" Yakumo burst into laughter, her smile radiant and full of charm, like a blossoming beauty coming into her own. "Hikari-senpai, you’re really amusing. And it’s exactly because of that that I want to have all of you! You’re just irresistible!" "Enough about me—let’s revisit that later. Whether you ’obtain’ me or I ’obtain’ you, we’re both trapped in this game, anyway. I came here for something else." Even if Yakumo were to claim him, Hikari wouldn’t feel much regret. He didn’t like being passive, but sometimes lying back and enjoying it had its own taste. "Hikari-senpai is right. But right now, I feel a bit tired. If someone could give me a proper massage, help relieve this fatigue... then I might just give it some serious thought." Her eyes, soft and tender like a lover’s, were filled with boundless affection. If it had been anyone else, Hikari might have given in. But since it was Kurama Yakumo... he had to think twice. Back in Yakumo’s room, Hikari glanced at her silk nightwear and forced down the distracting thoughts stirring inside him. Skin oil ready, Yang Release chakra prepared. Once again, Hikari began the exhausting work that consumed both mental and physical energy. The moment he laid hands on her, Yakumo let out a soft gasp, startling him so badly he almost lost control. Fortunately, he restrained himself. "Miss, please control yourself. If you keep that up, it’s hard for me to continue!" He thought that would calm her down a little, but her response only made him more exasperated. "That’s exactly why I’m doing it, Hikari-senpai—to make it hard for you! Besides, all this knowledge, I learned from your books!" Catching sight of Hikari’s flustered state, Yakumo laughed joyfully. "Looks like the knowledge in Hikari-senpai’s books really works!" "Of course it does! With sounds like that, what man could hold back?" Hikari sighed helplessly. Dealing with a girl like her and holding out this long made him feel like a saint. "Stop, stop—if this keeps up, we won’t be finishing today!" Quickly, he formed a hand seal and sealed his own hearing with chakra. As long as he couldn’t hear, the temptation was at least halved. When Yakumo saw his deliberate action, she glared at him unhappily but ultimately relented, sinking back into the futon as she allowed him to resume his duty. Read 40+ advanced Chapters on my P@treon. [email protected]/KakuzuTL