Naruto: The Prince of Lust-Chapter 264 -

As Naruto stepped away to grab a towel, she observed the room to be larger than the shack she and her team reside in. The walls are uneven and seemed to have been carved out by a rounded chisel. Coming from a farming village, she's surprised she couldn't identify the tool Naruto must've used to carve out this sizable room. Toweling herself off, she observes a simple cot against the wall with an orange and black quilt over it, a lantern on a table in the middle of the room, two chairs, and a fern near the entrance.

With sufficient light streaming from the cavern's watery entryway, she unseals and sets up her materials on the small table as Naruto casually explains how he spends his time here. Mabui repeats, "sewing?" She can understand training in taijutsu or ninjutsu, but learning the trade of a tailor was unexpected.

Both seated at the table, towels around their necks, with the ultra-large scroll in question between them, Mabui takes a deep breath before she sheepishly admits, "...I'm nervous." This old scroll before her means a lot to her future. She's gambling she'll make Jōnin on this jutsu so if it turns out to be nothing, she'll have wasted months of her time on a worthless dud. She needs this to pan out.

"I can tell," Naruto replies with his smile. "You don't have to be, but, I'd rather prove you can trust me."

"I want to trust you with this," Mabui returns, delicately placing her hand over the worn and old scroll. "I just don't know so much about Fūinjutsu, it's rare for me to feel this vulnerable."

"I get it," he states, hoping it's comforting. "It always comes down to honesty with me. I like saying what I want, when I want, because so many people you meet will try to put you down and tell you not to say this or don't do that. Sometimes there's not even a good reason for it. So, every time I speak my mind, it's like I'm fighting against what others want me to be. I'm being me. Or at least that's how I see. If you want to show me your family's Fūinjutsu, great. I'm not going to betray that trust. And if you don't, that's fine too. We'll still be friends, so just be who you want to be."

"Who I want to be..." she casually repeats. Eying her future in the scroll in front of her, she adds, "you make it seem so easy."

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"That's only cause I like jumpin' right in," he proclaims with a grin. "Most of the times things tend to turn out alright."

After a deep breath and several nods that shake loose a few strands of her grayish damp hair, the beautiful woman agrees, "okay." Alluringly tucking her hair behind her ear, she continues, "even though we haven't known each other all that long and I'm nervous, I feel like I'd rather trust you than not."

Mabui unrolls the ultra-large and dated scroll on the table. The height of the scroll takes up most of the tabletop and the length of it means she'll have to unroll it on one side of the table and roll it up on the other side as he reads section by section. Mabui thought all the bending over would give the genius blond plenty of chances to see her moist bosom, but to her secretly thrilling enjoyment, Naruto's focus remained strictly on the ancient Fūin characters. In spite of her rising anxiety, Mabui takes a moment to simply admire the fascination in Naruto's large eyes as he reads the complicated arrays of old characters. She can practically feel the knowledge being ripped from the page and swallowed by his brain. It's a predatory intellect that was making her heart race and her core heat.

Licking her plump lips, the silver-haired beauty was nearly drawn into an erotic daydream when the blond finally voices, "it's a transportation jutsu." Standing straighter and ignoring her turned on womanhood, she continues to help unroll the scroll as he sporadically adds, "range is unclear... or unspecified." From right beside him, Mabui leans in as he points to a numerical calculation she can't understand, thoroughly impressing her when he explains, "hmm, it uses this symbol set here to modify matter structures... but I can't see for what yet. Keep unrolling." She unrolls the large scroll until he moans, "oooh, that's interesting."

She moves to his side, pressing her soft flesh against him as she eagerly asks, "what?"

"You can transfer stuff almost anywhere on the planet," he answers with an impressed tone. Without even looking at her, he asks, "did this come with a stage or ring, or something to stand on?"

"Y-yes, actually," she staggers to answer. The fact that he's so casually dismantling the intricately complex jutsu makes her heart race faster as she doesn't hesitate to offer, "a three-leveled stone platform. You can tell that?"

"Yeah," he hums whilst reading. He then educates her. To her kinky delight, a sixteen-year-old prodigy is educating her—a dual doctorate sensei—and could feel herself grow aroused and wet as he orates, "the destination of the transfer depends on the platform, as well, though I can't see how yet. Keep unrolling. Reading over the key parameters of the Fūin formula here... and judging by the reduction in matter before effective transfer, I'd say it wouldn't be a good idea to transfer anything living. The compression of matter capacity and speed of transfer would rip any living thing apart."

Mabui is breathing heavily, half focusing on his brilliance and half focusing on the miniature tremors titillating her leaking sex; nearly moaning, "mnn, that's good... uhm, good to know." Mabui hasn't felt such arousal since her departed fiance classes. Effortlessly, her stimulated mind recalls how by the end of his lectures, more often than not, she'd have to dart the bathroom to relieve herself. She's only spent a few weeks with Naruto, but his knowledge is once-in-a-century and to be in witness of it in action is exhilarating to someone with her sexual fetish.

He reads in silence for another twenty minutes—giving her a respite to gather herself—before he voices, "oh, hey, the instruction on activating the jutsu. Huh, it's not much, actually. Once you've encoded the contract with your chakra... mnn, between the Ha characters here... it's just the Ram seal and the necessary amount chakra. Then you can teleport anything inanimate, anywhere. Easy enough."

With a thrilled smile, Mabui felt too good; not only in the moment but for her future as well. Being able to transfer anything to any part of the world is definitely a valuable jutsu; 'worthy of promotion,' her mind sings.

Naruto's voice then expresses, "they even use the extra space here to write..."

The odd was he tilts his head and focuses on the last bit of the scroll has Mabui asking, "to write?" But Naruto doesn't respond for several moments; time enough for her to grow concerned. "Naruto?"

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