After all, Maki was still young, and hadn't been Pakura's disciple for too long. What was Pakura like before? What had she done? Who had she killed?
Maki couldn't possibly investigate Pakura like she was checking a household register; she only needed to believe that Pakura was the best person to her.
Moreover, Maki had feelings for Sasori, otherwise, she wouldn't blush so often when looking at Sasori's handsome face.
Women are also attracted to beauty; they also appreciate good looks.
Sasori's handsomeness was well-known even in the Shinobi World.
Before Sasori defected, he was a prominent figure in the Village, and many girls in the Village were enamored with his looks.
If Sasori hadn't had any defensive capabilities, he would have been forced by a dozen middle-aged, lustful women long ago.
Maki hadn't even had a taste yet, and her teacher had already gotten to him first.
Sensei, you are truly despicable.
Ryou arbitrarily slandered Pakura to Maki: "Maki, in fact, before I left the Village, I was violated by your teacher."
"Because I couldn't bear her humiliation, I left the Village, escaping her clutches."
Ryou had mentioned this before, but Maki was too far away at the time and didn't hear clearly. Now, hearing Ryou say this, Maki's eyes widened.
She urgently wanted an answer from Pakura.
Could her teacher be a lustful woman?
(#`皿 ´)
Pakura was furious, colliding fiercely with Ryou's genjutsu energy, wanting to regain control of her body to evaporate Ryou with her Scorch Release.
Sasori was equally enraged, his tail stinger constantly swaying back and forth.
Ryou was impersonating him, slandering him as having been sexually harassed by this foolish woman, Pakura.
How could the reason for an old-generation artist's defection be so shallow?
Under the control of Ryou's genjutsu, Pakura nodded to Maki with some shame, admitting it.
Maki's eyes froze, her expression rigid, as if everything before her was just an illusion.
She couldn't believe that her most respected teacher was such a villain?
Seeing Maki about to cry, Ryou quickly comforted her: "Maki, don't cry. Although your teacher is lustful, old, and has a bad temper..."
Ryou listed a string of Pakura's shortcomings, while the Pakura inside him roared in anger.
ヽ(#`Д´)ﾉ. Ryou, you scoundrel, don't let me regain control of my body.
"But she still has her advantages: a big butt, good for childbearing. The old woman is now urging me to marry and have children."
"I thought about it, since I was already forced by your teacher, I might as well settle down and start a family with her!"
"Desert people are all children of the great desert; why be so sentimental!"
Ryou stroked Maki's head: "Maki, when your teacher and I have a baby, you can be their teacher, okay!"
Maki immediately cheered up: "Lord Sasori, Sensei, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of your child."
Pakura was somewhat speechless; what was all this about? How did it get to raising children?
Maki was truly too trusting!
After Maki left, Ryou carried Pakura into her room.
Pakura's room wasn't large and had no superfluous decorations, but it was spotlessly clean, as straightforward as her personality.
Against the wall was a low wooden bed, covered with a plain coarse cloth sheet, and the thin quilt was neatly folded, without a single wrinkle.
On one side of the wall stood a narrow shelf, on which Pakura's commonly used Shinobi tool pouch, Kunai, and Ninjutsu scrolls were neatly arranged.
There were no flowers by the window, only a small pot of drought-resistant cactus.
Clean, cool, orderly—this was the room of a diligent and disciplined Kunoichi.
Ryou tossed Pakura aside, then pounced onto Pakura's bed and took a deep sniff.
Pakura's bed had no sweet, greasy perfumed scent, only a clean and clear aroma.
It was the dry scent of coarse cloth clothes sun-dried by the wind and sand, mixed with the faint, unique medicinal scent of Sunagakure's sunscreen herbs, bitter yet gentle.
Not strong, not sweet, not alluring, but exceptionally reassuring.
This scent was too tantalizing.
(ﾒﾟ皿 ﾟ)ﾒ
Pakura watched Ryou's suppressed appearance, clenching her teeth in anger.
Sasori slowly crawled in, unable to bear watching any longer. Was this his future master?
Sasori really wanted to crash into the nearby wall and just die.
Pakura slowly felt she could move, and immediately, like a mad dog, she pounced on Ryou to bite him.
Ryou released control over a part of Pakura's body, but kept her core chakra tightly controlled.
Without chakra, Pakura couldn't possibly fight against Ryou with just her physical strength.
"Uchiha Ryou, you despicable Uchiha! Why do you slander me so much in front of Maki?"
"Wait, wait, don't be so loud. What if Maki hears?"
Sasori stepped forward: "I'll set up a barrier outside and guard for you!"
Sasori didn't want to stay in this room for another second, eager to escape.
Pakura straddled Ryou, squeezing his neck tightly.
"Tell me, why did you slander me?"
"Ugh, ugh, ugh—"
Pakura was choking Ryou's neck, how could he speak?
Pakura herself realized this, loosened her grip, and released Ryou's neck.
After taking a deep breath, Ryou said to Pakura: "Pakura, we're all children of the great desert, why are you being shy?"
"You're not young anymore. Look at Rasa, who's your age; his children can already run errands, while yours are still in the nest."
"Don't you want to hold a cute daughter like Temari?"
...
Pakura was momentarily lost in thought by Ryou's words. In these years, she hadn't been without marital anxiety; most people her age were already married with children.
Those who weren't married were probably boxed up on the battlefield.
Seeing others in pairs, Pakura outwardly disdained it, but inwardly she was very envious.
However, she had very high standards for her other half; he had to be someone who could conquer her, Pakura the Scorch Release user.
In this Village, besides Rasa, no one could defeat Pakura.
Pakura looked down on Rasa, believing him to be a despicable villain who only became the Fourth Kazekage by fluke.
With Rasa excluded, the only one in Sunagakure worthy of Pakura was Sasori.
But Sasori was the evil individual who killed the Third Kazekage, and Pakura intended to kill him.
Looking at it this way, Pakura truly couldn't find a suitable partner in Sunagakure.
Moreover, Pakura possessed the dangerous Scorch Release. Once this Kekkei Genkai was activated, it could evaporate all moisture within dozens of meters around her.
Humans would be directly evaporated into mummies.
Pakura's Scorch Release was a natural Kekkei Genkai of her body. If she accidentally activated it during intimacy, which man could remain firm?
Whether he could even survive was questionable.
Thus, Pakura had even fewer men.
Pakura looked at the man beneath her, and what she saw was shocking.
Because while Pakura was thinking, Ryou had already slipped down.
(╬ﾟдﾟ). "Bastard!"
Pakura would never accept such a lecherous person.
But this wasn't a matter of acceptance or not. Pakura had no choice in front of Ryou.
As soon as Ryou controlled the spore in Pakura's body, Pakura could only let Ryou have his way with her.