The Forest of Death—
Amid a devastated wasteland—
"These past few days… you've been training here often?"
Brought here—
Anko looked around in astonishment.
The exaggerated destruction all around—
Clearly bore the marks of Fire Release and Earth Release.
And she just so happened to know—
That Kurenai possessed both of those chakra natures.
Obviously—
This wasn't a coincidence.
"Mm, it's all thanks to Akira…"
Kurenai gently held onto Akira's left arm.
Her beautiful eyes lingered on his flawless profile—
Filled with undisguised affection.
Her tone even carried a deep sense of pride:
"My strength has been improving rapidly lately—even my Fire and Earth Release techniques have become quite proficient!"
"No way, Akira…"
Anko immediately grabbed his right arm—
Pressing herself close to his handsome face:
"You can't play favorites—I'm joining too!"
As for strength improvement—
That was secondary.
What mattered most—
Was being able to spend intimate time with Akira.
"If you want to join, then join."
Akira shrugged.
Then looked at Kurenai:
"Kurenai-sis, what do you think?"
He didn't really mind Anko joining.
After all—
Letting one sheep out was the same as letting two.
And Kurenai—
Had already completed the expected ninjutsu training.
Aside from daily practice—
What remained was taijutsu training.
And that wasn't something that could be done overnight.
"I don't mind…"
Kurenai didn't object.
As for Anko's overly intimate behavior—
She simply pretended not to see it.
There was no helping it—
Anko's skin was too thick—
Like an unshakable plaster.
Completely shameless.
There was no way she could stop her from getting close to Akira.
And thinking back to earlier that morning—
When Akira had returned home—
Anko had whispered something in her ear—
That made Kurenai feel uneasy—
A growing sense of crisis.
"Hong, you should know—Akira is far too outstanding. Even if he had no such intentions, countless women would still be drawn to him, throwing themselves at him without hesitation…"
"And that little guy is quite the playboy—you don't know how many women he'll have in the future!"
"We're close friends who understand each other well. At the very least, we can join forces…"
"Compared to those younger girls—by the time Akira grows up more, we'll already be older women… You don't want to lose his affection one day, do you?"
Though—
With Akira's help—
She might truly be able to stay youthful forever.
Kurenai still couldn't help worrying—
That one day—
She might not compare to those young, beautiful girls.
So—
Despite her pride and shyness—
She hadn't foolishly agreed to Anko's "alliance."
But—
She had gradually come to accept her presence.
As for Anko's intimate actions toward Akira—
She simply chose to ignore them.
"Then next, I'll first remove that thing from your neck, Anko-sis."
Akira shrugged.
He gestured for Anko to sit down.
At the same time—
He had Kurenai stand behind him.
"Finally… it's going to end?"
Anko was a little emotional.
Touching her neck—
The cursed seal that had tormented her for years—
Even the Third Hokage had been unable to fully deal with it.
Biting her lip—
She sat down.
"Endure it—I'm starting now."
In an instant—
Akira underwent a shocking transformation.
His black hair rapidly grew—
Turning into shimmering green strands that fell to his waist.
His bright eyes—
Carried a faint emerald tint.
Green markings appeared at the corners of his eyes.
But this astonishing sight—
Was only seen by Kurenai behind him.
Even Anko—
Facing away—
Didn't witness Akira's Sage Mode.
"Akira…"
Kurenai's eyes shimmered.
Her ruby-like gaze was watery and filled with admiration.
Even though this wasn't her first time seeing it—
Every time—
She still felt he was overwhelmingly powerful and perfect.
Filled with pride and admiration—
She gazed at her man.
"Four Symbols Sealing Formation!"
With one hand forming a seal—
Akira stomped lightly on the ground.
Under the stunned gazes of both women—
Countless visible sealing formulas spread outward beneath his feet.
A translucent cube-shaped barrier—
About five meters wide—
Formed instantly—
Sealing the surroundings completely.
"The process will be a bit painful, Anko-sis. Bear with it…"
Staring at the cursed seal on her neck—
The three tomoe-like black markings—
And the surrounding complex seal—
Akira rapidly formed hand seals with one hand.
His other hand—
Gathered powerful senjutsu chakra—
Pressing directly onto the cursed seal:
"Evil Sealing Method!"
"Ahhh—!!"
"AHHHHH—!!!"
A shrill scream echoed.
Not just from Anko—
But also—
A hoarse, sinister scream—
That sent chills down Kurenai's spine.
If not for the barrier isolating the sound—
ANBU patrols outside the Forest of Death—
Would surely have been alerted.
"How is this possible? My cursed seal… ahhh—!!!"
That eerie voice—
Was filled with disbelief.
The cursed seal turned scorching hot—
Spinning wildly.
A small white snake—
Barely two fingers thick—
Was forcibly dragged out—
From Anko's neck by Akira.
"Hiss—!"
The snake was filled with terror.
The moment it separated—
It tried to escape into the distance—
But slammed directly into the barrier.
"That is…?"
Kurenai stared in shock.
She never imagined—
That Orochimaru's cursed seal—
Was this eerie.
"Sorry… goodbye."
Akira's fingers—
Transformed into green wooden vines.
Like lightning—
They wrapped around the white snake.
Countless needle-like roots—
Pierced into its body—
Like steel needles.
"Qianye Akira… you've actually mastered such perfect sage arts—AHHHHH!!!"
Containing a fragment of Orochimaru's soul—
The white snake—
Let out a terrified scream.
Like a deflating balloon—
It shriveled visibly.
Its flesh, chakra—
All nutrients—
Were completely drained.
Leaving only—
A pale snake skin.
Which quickly—
Turned to ash.
"Anko, your cursed seal is gone!"
Seeing this shocking scene—
Kurenai came back to her senses—
Exclaiming in joy.
Only then did she notice—
The cursed seal on Anko's neck—
Had completely disappeared.
"Haa… haa…"
Anko was drenched in sweat—
Her face pale—
Panting heavily.
But her expression—
Was filled with relief and joy:
"It's finally… over!"
"Get some rest."
Akira lightly stomped the ground—
The barrier instantly dissipated.
He placed his hand on Anko's forehead—
Under her shocked gaze as she finally saw his Sage Mode—
His palm glowed with gentle green light—
Overflowing with vitality.
"Mmm…"
At that moment—
Anko felt incomparably comfortable.
She couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
In just a short while—
She was completely restored—
Full of energy again.
Staring at Akira in disbelief—
Her eyes sparkled:
"Akira… how did you become like this?"
"You're unbelievably handsome!"
Already captivated by his looks—
Anko stared at him—
Even more perfect than usual—
Practically drooling.
She suddenly hugged him tightly—
Rubbing against his flawless face:
"So handsome~"
"Anko, you shameless woman, let go of my Akira!"
Seeing her about to go even further—
Kurenai's eyelid twitched.
Grinding her teeth—
She rushed forward—
Pulling that shameless woman away.
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