Chapter 42

Akira's eyes reflected her desire and decision, making the two kunoichis stuck in their role.

Fear and terror were reflected in their eyes, this doesn't mean that they were virgins. In fact, they used their own body to serve several nobles in different missions.

What they were afraid of is what she could do during intercourse, the image of numerous perverted ways to torture a person while fucking them flashed in their minds.

From cutting the tendons to making small cuts in erection zones, from beating the flesh to breaking bones.

But the one before them is a medical ninjutsu expert, with a great understanding of anatomy and psychology. She even regenerated their tongues, a feat that not even the princess of the Senju clan, Tsunade Senju, could achieve.

Just remembering all of that makes them feel a chill, but pondering over the meaning of the demon promise makes the chill higher and higher.

After all, they could be fully healed after every torture, making it always safe.

Akira observed with interest how their expressions changed, reminiscing how they always maintained their poker face.

A feeling of amusement raised within her and the momentary impulse to transform their so-called illusion into reality presented itself.

The room exudes an air of melancholy, engulfed in the dim, flickering light of the three candles, which cast eerie shadows dancing across the damp stone walls. The flickering flames add to the sense of foreboding, as though they are unable to fully conquer the oppressive darkness that envelops the space. The sputtering torch in the corner emits a feeble glow, its once vibrant flames now reduced to a weak, wavering illumination that fails to bring any warmth to the desolate surroundings.

The room itself seems forgotten, lost in time, as if it were a forsaken corner of the world where no solace or comfort could be found. The cold, unyielding stone floor bears the marks of past wear and tear, its surface pocked with depressions and unevenness. The small table, seemingly carved from ancient wood, stands in a state of disrepair, its once intricate design now worn and weathered.

The cave's walls, moist and dank, give off a musty odor, a combination of dampness and decay. The only sounds that disturb the stillness are faint echoes from distant water droplets falling and the occasional scurrying of unseen creatures. The room's emptiness seems to echo with haunting whispers, as if the ghosts of forgotten souls linger within, trapped and yearning to be set free.

A small bedroom tucked away in a corner appears almost like an afterthought, its presence hardly noticeable amidst the shadows. The bed itself looks uncomfortable, draped in tattered and faded fabrics that have lost their once vibrant hues, now muted and lifeless.

The makeshift shelves, formed from a crude hole in the wall, house a few scattered scrolls, their cover makes it difficult for the watcher to discern whether it's a sealing scroll or a scroll of knowledge.

The overall ambiance of the room is one of desolation and despair, a place where time has ceased to move forward, and hope seems to have withered away. It is a space that instills a sense of trepidation, where shadows seem to play tricks on the mind, and where one's deepest fears and regrets take shape and torment the soul.

The only living has been a demon and two women who are engulfed by despair, but soon they will feel a deeper one, for only with hope can a person experience true despair.

" It's easy, you both had to please me. Feel free to choose any position you want as long as I cum, I don't really care. But the catch of failure is also great if one of you fails, only the other will be punished, the same in the case of success, if you succeed then it's also only the other who will be rewarded. As for your reward, let's see... Since I mastered your clan's secret technique, then how about I fully teach t to you." Akira had a small smile as she explained her rules, she changed the reward into something that can motivate the shinobi.

Knowing their clan secrets arts was a good thing, but mastering it was only possible thanks to the pure world, otherwise, she will need two years and that's only because she is a genius.

Akira's current arsenal of jutsu is actually quite strong, proof of her great mastery and understanding of lightning and fire attributes is their reflection on her mindscape, it also proves that affinity to a certain attribute could be augmented, she knew her own matters after all.

While the blood signifies the actual number of people that she had killed with her hand even if they are collateral damages.

But this doesn't mean that she isn't proficient in casting the other five attributes, namely water, earth, wind, yin, and yang.

Her current illusions use the yin attribute which is related to spiritual energy while her healing arts and the technique of infinite potential use the yang attributes to cast them.

As for the remaining three, she actually mastered some of their techniques but didn't truly focus on them. Even if prolonged training can improve the affinity, it's better to focus on the things that are closer to you than try to eat a big cake.

Concerning her sword techniques and seals, all she could say is beggar can't be a chooser.