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Chapter 64: Kakashi-sensei, Take This Betrayal with You

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After arriving at Kurenai Yuhi's house, Sasuke gently placed her on the bed and was about to go get a glass of water when he felt something hold onto his wrist. He looked down to see that it was Kurenai who had grabbed him.

 

"Sasuke, I'm so tired..." Kurenai mumbled.

 

Dealing with Asuma's advances had been mentally exhausting for Kurenai these past few days. Finally, she had a chance to relax and have a drink, which led her to let down her guard completely.

 

Sasuke looked at Kurenai's beautiful face, so close to his, and found himself momentarily speechless. Before he could react, Kurenai tugged on his wrist, pulling him down onto her.

 

Sasuke struggled briefly but then relented, lying down on top of her. Kurenai's hands began to wander over Sasuke's body, and this sudden contact ignited something within him. Little Sasuke was ready for a fight.

 

Unable to resist any longer, Sasuke gave in to the temptation.

 

"Hehe, sorry, Asuma-sensei. From now on, I'll be the one taking care of Kurenai!"

 

The night passed quickly.

 

When Sasuke woke up the next morning and surveyed the aftermath of the previous night, he felt entirely at ease. He then noticed Kurenai beside him, her eyelashes fluttering slightly as she began to wake up. A smirk appeared on Sasuke's face as he leaned in closer.

 

"Sensei Kurenai, you took my first time last night, so you'll have to take responsibility," Sasuke teased.

 

Kurenai's eyes shot open, her face turning red with embarrassment. "You little brat! What do you mean I took your first time? It was clearly the other way around!" she retorted.

 

Sasuke grinned. "Oh? Sensei, you must have woken up in the middle of the night, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have been so... cooperative later on."

 

In truth, not long after Sasuke had started, he realized that Kurenai had woken up. After all, she wasn't made of wood; she couldn't have slept through it. Hearing Sasuke's words, Kurenai's face flushed even more. She wanted to deny it, but the memory was too fresh.

 

Instead, she blurted out defensively, "Who said I was awake? I didn't feel anything last night!"

 

Sasuke's pride as a man felt challenged. As a man, the last thing he wanted to hear was that a woman didn't feel anything—this was the ultimate insult.

 

Determined to prove her wrong, Sasuke initiated another round. This time, he was going to give it everything he had, ensuring that Kurenai would definitely feel his strength.

 

After their intense "training session," Sasuke put his arm around Kurenai's shoulders and smiled. "Well? Did you feel it this time?"

 

Kurenai didn't reply immediately. Instead, she asked, "What about Sakura and Ino? How are we going to face them?"

 

Kurenai was troubled. As a teacher, she felt guilty about being with her student's love interest. It was scandalous and shameful!

 

"Don't worry. They'll come around, and when they do, you'll be the one teaching them... all the right moves," Sasuke replied with a playful grin, his hand resting provocatively.

 

Kurenai swatted his hand away and demanded, "So when do you plan on telling them about us?"

 

Sasuke paused, surprised by the question, but then answered affectionately, "Whenever you want. We can do it right now if you'd like."

 

The tenderness in Sasuke's voice made Kurenai's heart flutter. But then, she decided to challenge him to another round, determined to defeat him this time. Unfortunately, despite her best efforts, she still couldn't overcome Sasuke's overwhelming stamina.

 

This defeat led Kurenai to a new strategy: if she couldn't win alone, she'd need allies. But who should she enlist?

 

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Meanwhile, somewhere else...

 

Anko Mitarashi, who was happily indulging in her favorite dango, suddenly had an ominous feeling, as if someone was plotting against her. "Who's cursing me?" she wondered, but quickly dismissed it as she focused on her delicious treat. "Whatever. The dango's too good to care."

 

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Back at Kurenai's house...

 

An uninvited guest arrived at Kurenai's door. "Kurenai, are you home? It's me, Asuma!" Sarutobi Asuma called out as he knocked on the door.

 

The day before, Asuma had been summoned by his father, the Third Hokage, to discuss his future. As a result, he hadn't seen Kurenai all day. This morning, he arrived early, determined to confess his feelings to her, bringing along a thoughtful breakfast.

 

According to a book he'd read, giving a girl you like a loving breakfast every day would earn her praise and bring you closer together. So far, the method seemed to work well, and Kurenai had already told him many times that he was a "good guy."

 

Asuma thought today would be the day their relationship would take the next step. He was already imagining proposing, perhaps even naming their future children.

 

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Inside Kurenai's house...

 

Kurenai and Sasuke had already changed and were about to leave when they heard Asuma's voice at the door. Panic flashed across Kurenai's face as she turned to Sasuke.

 

"Sasuke, go out the window! If Asuma sees you, we'll be in big trouble!" she urged, pulling him toward the window.

 

But Sasuke didn't budge. Instead, he lifted Kurenai's hand to his lips, kissed it, and said confidently, "Don't worry. With my current strength, no one in Konoha can harm me. Well, except for maybe Guy-sensei when he uses the Eight Gates. But other than that, I'm invincible."

 

"But... Asuma is the son of the Third Hokage. I'm afraid..." Kurenai hesitated. She knew the Third Hokage was the most powerful Hokage in Konoha's history. She doubted that Sasuke, even as strong as he was, could defeat him.

 

"Trust me. I'm invincible," Sasuke reassured her with a confident smile. Then, he took Kurenai's hand and led her toward the door.

 

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Outside the door, Asuma was practicing his confession.

 

"Should I kneel on one knee? Or maybe go for a princess carry? Or maybe just a true love kiss?" Asuma mused, growing more excited as he imagined the scene.

 

He was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't notice the door opening.