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“Brace yourself, Ino,” he ordered before he let her up, only to pull her down again, enjoying the gasp she let out, a perfect mixture of shock, indignation, and desire. He started invading Ino, momentarily neglecting Sakura deliberately to let her get used to the sudden change, though he maintained a general awareness in case she did something impulsive.

Ino gasped as her body responded to his presence. She wasn’t as inexperienced as Sakura, but ultimately, her experience with the physical side of things were far too little compared to her expertise in her flirting, meaning it took a while for her to recover control.

Once she did, her response surprised him. Instead of saying anything, she quickly pulled his shirt, leaving his chest free for her attention. She let her lips move down, leaving a trail of hot kisses behind. Her tongue flicked over his nipples, swirling teasingly, while her hips pumped him faster.

The reason came apparent pretty soon. “At least it ensures my victory,” Ino muttered. “There’s no way Miss Future Uchiha over there would dare to—“

“Let me show you how well I can do, Ino-pig,” Sakura responded with a sudden fury, grabbed her hair, and pulled her back, only to take her place.

Tanaka thought about intervening, but decided against it. Rivalry or not, uttering the name of a dead guy was quite tasteless. And, Sakura handled it in a more measured way than he expected considering the subject matter, so he didn’t say anything.

Especially with his attention captured by the way Sakura responded physically. Rather than facing him, she sat reverse, her back against his chest, watching Ino. Not exactly a rarity for her to take initiative, but Tanaka liked her focus on Ino even as he rode.

Goading Ino for more was far more efficient if it was coming from Sakura. For one, it meant Ino would blame Sakura rather than the poor little merchant; while he no longer feared her even with her Yamanaka pull, it would still be inconvenient to deal with her.

Sakura took all of him in one smooth motion, which shocked Ino. “But, you…” Ino gasped. “You whore. You didn’t tell me you were playing medic nin and wounded ninja when he visited you at the hospital!” But, despite being annoyed at being tricked, her tone was still carried a hint awe.

Tanaka couldn’t help but confused at their relationship, swinging between best friends and weirdly bitter rivals.

“Guilty as charged,” Sakura said smugly, clearly catching the same tone of awe.

Ino watched silently as Sakura rode him, her body on display. Then, Ino smirked with a sudden realization. “However, you forget one thing,” she declared. “You lost the game.”

“I didn’t,” Sakura gasped, but the way her voice rose indicated it was the case. She was supposed to copy Ino’s moves exactly, which she did not even try to do in her desire to show off. “It doesn’t count. The spirit of the game—“

Ino took a step forward, her earlier awe replaced by something sharper. She took a step toward Sakura, intending to punish her. Tanaka could see that it was going to be something sharp. Too sharp for the situation.

Luckily, Expert Kama Sutra was always ready to assist him during emergencies. As Ino stood in front of them, he brushed his foot against hers, then climbing up, like he was brushing hers accidentally, easy to be ignored. It didn’t impact Ino much.

He didn’t need to do much in the first place. Ino was already confused and aroused, all he needed to enflame the latter emotion with a touch, channeling her response to a more fun direction.

“Well, she has a point,” Tanaka said as he brought his hand down, spanking Sakura’s ass hard, making her moan as she clenched around him. “You do deserve to be punishment.”

Ino smirked and leaned, unaware that her reaction had been subtly guided by him. Manipulating a manipulator was more fun, Tanaka decided. Just not as fun as what followed. Ino grabbed Sakura’s nipple, twisting it hard. Sakura tightened around her even as she cried in surprise pain.

“Ino—“ Sakura gasped, only for her to grab the panties she discarded earlier, and stuff them into Sakura’s mouth.

“No talking, pinkie. You lost the game, so you deserve to be punished,” she said, showing no problem claiming victory on a technicality. Ninja mentality, Tanaka guessed

What remained from their game spiraled from there, boundaries dissolving in the heat of competition. Ino, desired to make Sakura pay for not warning her about Tanaka, caressed, teased, and twisted her body.

Tanaka had no problem assisting her by spanking Sakura constantly while he fucked her hard, her muffled moans filling the room, pain and pleasure mixing to perfection. It took almost half an hour for Sakura to moan with a sense of finality, overwhelming her.

Tanaka let Sakura rest on her bed, a location he had led three of them in the process. Sakura lay back, her mouth still gagged, muttering lazily while she leaked his seed. “That’s what happens when you try to play me —“ Ino tried to brag.

One that was cut short when Tanaka pushed her on top of Sakura. “Now, it’s your turn for cheating,” Tanaka said as he pressed his hard cock against her sopping wet entrance.

“Hey, I didn’t cheat. Technically—“ Ino responded automatically before her words were cut. She was dealing with two traitors. One was her own body, aching with pleasure after staying a passive participant for half an hour.

The other, her best friend under her, finding the strength to hug Ino and twist, pinning her underneath.

He slid into her, her walls tight around his walls. “You deserve to be punished as well, Ino,” he said as he started moving, his throbbing length invading her mercilessly. Not that it mattered with how wet she was after the lengthy adventure that worked as a foreplay for her.

[Feat Achieved! Ino’s boundless joy

+1x Gold Random Gacha ticket]

Sakura removed her makeshift gag and threw it to the side, her gaze on her friend she was pinning underneath. “We can stop if you want, Ino,” Sakura replied, amused. “All you need to admit is that you can’t handle it. Easy, right?”

Tanaka didn’t interrupt Sakura’s promise, knowing that it was impossible for Ino to swallow her pride, especially after all the indignity she had committed to protect it.

Tanaka made sure to keep caressing Sakura’s wet folds to prevent her from regaining her sense of control, but his real focus was Ino, making sure she would redefine the meaning of pleasure.

“In your dreams, forehead,” Ino replied.

It was all the permission Tanaka needed. He picked up speed, her wetness enveloping him as she accepted his invasion. She was already close to edge, enough that a minute of relentless fucking was all she needed to climax. Ino moaned, words lost.

Sakura smirked. “It’s not that easy. Is it—“ she started, which was all she was able to say before Tanaka slipped a finger to her ass, not willing to miss such an excellent opportunity to introduce the idea, though it was a bit early for the full event if the way she stiffened despite the pleasure was any indicator.

A pity, but he accepted, focusing most of his attention on her clit, his thumb only occasionally brushing his

Sakura’s moans mixed with Ino’s, their pleasure mixing, something that only elevated once he pulled out of Ino, and slipped into Sakura, invaded her hard, then switched back to Ino, repeating it again and again, losing himself in the pleasure.

Life hardly got better than that…

[Feat Achieved! Marmalade Sandwich

+1x Diamond Random Gacha ticket]

Well, he stood corrected. Apparently, there was still a margin for improvement…

Even as he continued to invade their cores, he couldn’t help wonder if it was a potential reward for all … group entertainment, or it was specific to these two. As much as he wanted it to be the former, he suspected it was the latter.

Still, he thought even as he shifted his attention from Ino to Sakura once again, there was no harm testing it properly once Tenten returns.

After all, that particular experiment was hardly a chore…

He continued until they lost themselves in pleasure, too dazed to continue. He thought about staying until they recovered, but he decided against it. Ultimately, following the debuchery, shame and realization would follow, and it would be far better for him for Sakura and Ino to deal with that realization in his absence.

So, he wrote a note for Sakura and Ino, saying that he had to leave Konoha for a few days for business, promising to make up to them once he returned. Then, he left, once again waiting until Konoha was far behind him before he cashed in his tickets.

“Let’s see what I’ll get,” he muttered, feeling expectant. Whenever he had been with Sakura, his luck had been pretty great. He started with the gold.

[Kure]

{Uncommon Trait: Kengan Ashura - You are a Member of the Kure Clan, a clan of people selectively bred to be assassins and martial artists. Your genes grant you increased physical abilities, greater physical growth, and better combat instincts. You can also use the skill "Removal", which removes the natural limiters the brain has to stop you from using all 100% of your physical strength in order not to hurt yourself. You can increase your removal percentage by training.}

A clan.

“Perfect,” he muttered and ripped the ticket. A warm spread through his body, accompanied by a hint of pain, and he felt his body change. His muscles tightened, the world got clearer, and even his chakra transformed, not only growing, but also gaining a significant yang component.

Even without the limiter, it was an amazing gain. With it, it was a treasure, especially since he could heal himself, meaning the drawback was merely a temporary limitation rather than a dangerous issue.

The reward was good enough that he wouldn’t have complained even if he received it from the Diamond ticket, particularly considering the timing, just before he visited Kiri. No one would complain about having too many trump cards.

[Expert Item Construction]

{Epic Skill: You know how to create great enchanted and special items depending on your capabilities, if you know fire magic, you could turn a regular ring into one that deploys fireballs, walls of fire and makes the user resistant to fire, or if you have the ability of teleportation you could create a ring that teleports people to a set location etc.}

“Another incredible gift,” he muttered. It was a true treasure, even greater than the wine crafting. Ability to imbue his capabilities into items was incredible, even if it had been limited to merely abilities he could use without System like his earth chakra.

It was not. Instead, he was instinctively aware that he could imbue a blade he created his lightning ability, or create a ring that could heal.

The only limitation of the skill was that it didn’t came with the knowledge of how to create the item itself, and the item in question had to be strong enough to carry the enchantment. It was impossible to just take a pebble and enchant it with a full-power lightning bolt.

It would have been a problem … if he didn’t know how to create them himself, both through mundane methods and by using his other creation abilities like bronze or wine; with a fully established logistic line to scale as necessary.

“Abilities that I have collected mostly thanks to Sakura. I truly owe her a great deal,” he muttered. “I owe her a full set of items.” It was nothing less than she deserved. Not to mention, it also worked to his benefit.

Ninja life was dangerous even for someone with her sheltered situation in life, and ensuring her safety was a basic objective. It was the best way to use his latest skill.

Maybe the only way. The fear he had about selling the best bronze weapons he could create despite profit potential applied here as well, but to an even degree. He didn’t know the full limits of the skill without practicing, nor did he knew about the true capabilities the legendary weapons like seven great swords of Kiri, but even if someone thinks that…

Yeah, his latest skill was strictly for personal use, and to be gifted out whenever he was confident to conceal the impact.

“At least there, the obsessive propensity of ninja toward secrecy will help me,” he muttered. He just needed a better path. “Or, even better, get my hands on some other items, items with stories, and claim that they had those abilities all along.”

That might be the best path for gifting them, and the general lack of knowledge would once again help him.

“But first, my own equipment,” he said to himself, once searching for a cave so he could start creating. Unlike the gifts he planned, he could create his personal items with ease.

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“Well, that was exhausting,” he said to himself as he left the cave, two days after he entered, but the added weight of his equipment was worth it. If it wasn’t for his latest trait increasing his reserves even further, it would have taken even more. He had carefully lined all his clothes with chain mail, pumping enough earth chakra that he didn’t have to worry about kunai and shuriken, and even some of the weaker attack jutsu. Too bad the thin chainmail had some serious limitations even empowering it couldn’t bypass.

He had considered disguising himself as a samurai, as a thick bronze plate would have been even better, but he decided against it. A part of it was his skillset making it far easier to fake being a ninja from a hidden village, that part could have been bypassed.

The larger part was the attitude ninja had toward samurai, pure disdain about their general gullibility, enough to turn that into a common joke. Not the ideal disguise for the deal he had in mind.

Naturally, his armor wasn’t the only piece of outfit he had created. He had also created a sword and a dozen kunai, each enchanted with lightning for some extra power, two healing rings, a bronze mask similarly empowered for durability but with lenses to give a weaker version of Sightline.

He also created a set of bronze equipment and a hundred barrels of sake, but the bronze equipment was for Kiri rebels, to be traded for ninja knowledge; and wine was for Konoha, letting it ferment for a week or two before he started to sell.

Though, he still needed to wait for the reaction of the Hokage. Her potential patronage was critical, so he needed to wait for it. Depending on whether she enjoyed or not, his sales strategy would differ significantly. Money would be welcome, but he was even more interested in the connections it would generate for him.

For example, providing Akamichi with an exclusive food or drink they enjoy was pretty much the closest thing to a cheat code for merchants. As a clan, Akamichi didn’t like people messing with their food suppliers, and dealt with them in a heavy-handed manner.

“Still, two days in a cave was a poor way to spend my time, especially compared to the alternative,” he muttered. He would much rather lay on the bed, Ino on one side, Sakura on another, but he needed to work.

Not for nothing, at least. His new equipment, combined with his increased combat abilities gave him confidence to meet most threats, especially if he relied on the flying glider. Combined with the potential of the flight, he was confident dealing with the risk that

Once everything was done, he moved directly to the shore, pulled small boat from his storage pouch, and started rowing. It was not the fastest way to travel, but it was far less noticeable than someone running on the water, or worse, flying in the sky.

His storage pouch made things very convenient, as not many storage scrolls could hide a boat, and the ones that could had a very strong chakra signature once activated, revealing their presence to sensor ninja.

Meanwhile, Tanaka kept most of his chakra deep inside, concealed by Suppression trait, and the rest, he was controlled enough not to leak much. Unless he was dealing with a genius sensor, or he was plain unlucky, his arrival would stay a secret.

“Well, easy part is done,” he said. He moved inward, ignoring the cloying humidity as he adjusted his bronze mask. The Land of Water was difficult to adjust after the Land of Fire.

“Now, let’s put Tenten’s information to test,” he muttered. His smuggling operation might be fake, but also it was officially sanctioned, meaning that, through Tenten, he had accessed quite a bit information. The general situation, assumption of force distribution, their known strongholds, forces supporting them, profile of the notable ninja on both sides, and various other things.

It was not all Konoha had, Tanaka knew. Hell, he would be surprised if the information he could access was even a tenth of what was available, but it didn’t matter. What he could access was enough for him.

He knew which town to travel, which merchant he could talk to access to a higher-level contact, he even had a rough idea about how much to offer to get what he wanted.

Too bad he lacked the cash reserves to purchase ordinary kunai and other equipment that he could sell to rebels in bulk. Maybe once his sake business started running properly…

With one last sigh, he picked up speed, running toward his destination.