156: Chapter 156 VengeanceThe night rain came without warning.
One moment the moon was bright and the stars were few, and the next, large raindrops were hitting the windows, enveloping the entire chamber of commerce in a mist.
Naruto had just returned to his bedroom and changed into a soft bathrobe.
There was a soft knock on the door.
"Come in."
The door opened a crack, and Kurotsuchi stood outside, wearing her own rock-hidden outfit.The dark fabric was slightly damp from the rain, revealing her alluring curves.
He was carrying a small wine flask and had a slightly stiff smile on his face.
"President, you haven't rested yet?"
She shook the wine jug."Drinking alone is a bit boring.Would you like to.try some?"
Naruto looked up at her.
Hei Tu seemed a little guilty, but still forced a smile and walked in, closing the door behind him.
She walked to the small table inside the room, placed the wine pot on the table, and then took out two small wine cups from her sleeve.
"Why did you suddenly decide to drink?" Naruto asked.
"I just.can't sleep.The nights here feel exceptionally long."
Heitu bent down to pour the wine, his movements a little clumsy, and a few drops of wine spilled out.
She handed Naruto a glass of wine, her eyes darting around.
"So he's drowning his sorrows in alcohol?"
Naruto took the wine glass, looked at the clear liquid swirling inside, and gently touched it to Kurotsuchi's.
The two of them tilted their heads back and drank it all in one gulp.
The liquor was strong.Naruto smacked his lips, while Kurotsuchi coughed from the fumes, tears welling in her eyes.
She wiped her mouth and poured herself another glass."Anyway.I just want to drink something."
The rain outside the window started to fall harder.
Hei Tu drank three cups in a row, and a blush gradually appeared on his face.
She actually has a good alcohol tolerance, but she drank too quickly and was preoccupied with her thoughts, so she soon became a little dizzy.
She stood up, supported herself on the table, walked around to Naruto's side, suddenly bent down, wrapped her arms around his neck, and sat on Naruto's lap.
"Kurotsuchi," Naruto called out.
"Don't talk." She buried her face in his shoulder, her voice muffled and her words unclear, "Just for a little while.I'm a little cold."
Her body was trembling slightly.
Naruto could feel the cool dampness on her body and smell the faint fragrance of alcohol mixed with the scent of her hair.
The rain outside the window grew heavier, pounding against the glass as if trying to shut out the whole world.
After a while, Heitu raised his head, his eyes glistening with tears, his gaze filled with confusion and struggle.
She stared at Naruto's face for a long time, then, as if she had made up her mind, she suddenly kissed him.
Her hands began to tug at his collar haphazardly, her movements urgent and disordered, as if she were completing some task after an inner struggle.
Naruto grabbed her wrist.
Heitu struggled for a moment but couldn't break free.She looked up at him with red eyes.
"You don't want me?"
She asked, her tone self-deprecating, "Do you still think.someone like me who offers themselves up is worthless?"
"You've had too much to drink," Naruto said.
"I'm not drunk!"
"You've hugged me, you've cuddled me, and you've been taking such good care of me lately.So why are you acting like a gentleman in your own room?"
Naruto looked at her in silence.
A moment later, he stood up and helped her up.
Heitu lost her balance and stumbled into his arms.
Naruto picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.
Heitu did not resist, but buried her face in his chest, her tears silently soaking his clothes.
The interior was dark, with only the halo of streetlights, blurred by the rain, shining through the window.
Darkness amplifies all the senses.
Black Soil could hear his own occasional sobs, the rhythm of raindrops tapping on the window, and the soft thud of his clothes falling to the ground.
She neither took the initiative nor resisted; she simply let him do as he pleased, like a soulless puppet.
When the last barrier dissipated, she instinctively hugged her arms.
A flash of lightning streaked across the window, briefly illuminating the room with a white light.
Naruto saw her confused and resigned expression.
He raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek.
Hei Tu's eyelashes trembled, and she closed her eyes.
His body was taut like a fully drawn bow.
She opened her eyes and met his gaze in the dim light.
The sound of rain masked all other subtle noises.
Hei Tu finally couldn't hold back.
The rain outside the window had subsided at some point.
At one point, she looked up and let out a broken, almost mournful gasp.
All resistance, all pretense, all scheming crumbled at this moment.
Naruto looked at her.
Hei Tu turned his face away, refusing to meet his gaze.
Tears silently streamed down her face, disappearing into her temples.
Naruto reached out and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eye with his thumb.
The movement was very gentle, but it made Heitu's tears flow even more fiercely.
She suddenly turned over, buried her face in Naruto's arms, and began to sob, her shoulders shaking.
Heitu cried for a long time.
She cried until her voice was hoarse, and finally only faint sobs remained.
She lay in Naruto's arms, her eyelids growing heavier and heavier.
Before falling asleep, she murmured something in her sleep.
"I hate you."
When Naruto looked at her again.
Heitu was already asleep, tears still clinging to his eyelashes, his brows still furrowed.
The rain has completely stopped.
The outside gradually quieted down, with only the occasional sound of a horn from the distant port echoing through the night sky.
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The next morning, the sunlight was blinding.
Heitu was awakened by the chirping of birds outside the window.
She opened her eyes and was in a daze for a while before she realized where she was.
Every joint in my body is protesting, especially in a certain indescribable spot, where it's burning with pain.
Memories from last night are resurfacing.
Black Earth's face flushed red instantly, then turned pale.
She sat up abruptly, the thin blanket slipped off, and her skin was covered with red marks.
She frantically pulled the blanket over herself, then saw that the other side was empty.
Naruto is not here.
She was alone in the room, and the air still held the scent of the two of them from the previous night.
Heitu sat there hugging himself, lost in thought for a long time.
Then she took a deep breath, threw off the covers, and got out of bed.
It took me a while to adjust before I bent down and picked up the scattered items.He put on his clothes, one by one.
I look terrible in the mirror.
Her hair was a mess, her eyes were red and swollen, and her neck was noticeably red.
Hei Tu stared at himself in the mirror for a while, then forced a smile.
She turned on the tap and washed her face with cold water.
The cold water stimulated her skin, making her feel a little more awake.
She tidied her hair in front of the mirror, pulled up her collar to cover the marks, and then pushed open the door and walked out of the inner room.
The room was empty.
Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the entire room.
It's as if last night's rain and entanglement were just an absurd dream.
Just as Heitu was about to leave, he heard footsteps and voices coming from the corridor outside the door.
It sounds like Hibari, who's in charge of intelligence.
"We received news this morning that two teams from Iwagakure were wiped out in the Land of Hot Water.The scene was a mess, with traces of Wood Release everywhere.It can be basically confirmed that it was the masked man from Akatsuki who escaped."
Then came Naruto's voice, "Send Onoki an anonymous briefing, along with the on-site analysis conclusions."
Before she could finish speaking, she saw that Heitu's face had instantly lost all color.
"clear."
The footsteps faded into the distance.
Silence returned outside the door.
Inside the bedroom, Heitu lay on the door, like a sculpture that had suddenly turned to stone.
Her ears were ringing, and every word the lark had just said kept echoing in her mind, making her feel dizzy.
It's her.
It was her secret letter.
It was she who personally wrote down that the Chamber of Commerce would send people to the Land of Hot Water to search, and it was she who personally sent the Iwagakure ninjas to that masked madman.
They are all dead.
Because of her.
Hei Tu covered his mouth, his stomach churning violently.
She rushed into the bathroom, leaned over the sink, and started gagging, but nothing came out; only bitter bile burned her throat.
The person in the mirror was deathly pale, with bloodshot eyes.
Last night's memories resurfaced: the numbing effect of alcohol, the entanglement in the darkness, the descent into pain, the murmured "I hate you," and the aches and pains in my body when I woke up this morning.
All of this has become the cruelest irony.
She's here, spending the night in her enemy's bed.
"Ha ha ha ha..."
Heitu suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter shaking, tears streaming down his face.
She leaned against the sink, looking at her disheveled reflection in the mirror, at her swollen lips and bloodshot eyes.
How ridiculous!
The eldest daughter of Iwagakure, the granddaughter of the Tsuchikage, the proud Kurotsuchi.
She thought she was carrying out a great undercover mission, that she could work from the inside and outside, and that she was sacrificing herself for the future of the village.
And what was the result?
She became the biggest joke.
She became the murderer who killed the ninja from her village?
She became a plaything in her enemy's bed.
"Naruto."
Heitu murmured the name, his voice trembling with hatred.
She straightened her clothes, pulled up her collar, and completely covered up the marks.
Then she walked out of Naruto's room, where the corridor was now empty.
She walked down the stairs, out of the main building of the Chamber of Commerce, and into the morning sunlight.
The streets of the Land of Waves have come alive with activity: the cries of vendors, the laughter of children, the rumble of wheels rolling over the cobblestones—everything is full of life.
Heitu walked among the crowd, yet felt as if there was an invisible wall separating him from the world.
She walked to the harbor, stood at the end of the pier, and gazed at the distant blue sea.
The sea breeze ruffled her short hair.She reached up and touched her collar, feeling a slight stinging sensation on her fingertips.
That's enough.
Heitu closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
All tenderness was suppressed deep within his heart.
Kill him.
This idea grew wildly in her mind.
This is the Land of Waves, Naruto's territory.
She needs to wait.
Wait for a moment when he lowers his guard.
She was waiting for an opportunity to strike decisively.
Until then, she had to endure it.
Endure all the hatred, all the pain, and all the shame.
She turned around and walked back towards the main building of the Chamber of Commerce.
She has thought it through.
This absurd drama will continue.
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Meanwhile, in Iwagakure Village.
A roar came from the Tsuchikage's office.
"Two teams!Two whole teams of elite soldiers!All wiped out?"
The kneeling ANBU ninja below trembled as he said, "Yes.the on-site investigation confirms that all eight people were killed, and their deaths were.extremely gruesome.The opponent used.Wood Release."
"Wood Release."
Onoki gritted his teeth.It was that damned masked man again, that damned Akatsuki.
He landed slowly, put his hands behind his back, and paced around the messy office.
The masked man's strength was far more terrifying than expected.
Moreover, the other party seems to have fallen into some kind of madness.
Can Iwagakure afford to provoke such an enemy?
Kurotsuchi is still in the Land of Waves.
Was it a false intelligence leaked deliberately by the Apocalypse Merchant Guild?Or was it that the masked man had been eyeing that area all along, and the Iwagakure team just happened to run into him?
Ohnoki doesn't know.
All he knew was that Iwagakure had suffered heavy losses this time, and that they had two enemies: the Apocalypse Merchant Guild and the masked madman from Akatsuki who had fled.
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