Hinata is right here!
In the same room, on the same bed... "Let go of me! You bastard!"
Kurenai Yuhi whispered, her voice filled with extreme anger and fear.
She pushed Di Yan's chest with all her might.
Her legs also tried to curl up and kick.
She didn't dare to scream.
Lest she wake Hinata and let her see her in such a wretched and humiliated state!
However, Di Yan's strength was unshakeable, like a mountain.
His movements even carried a chilling "mechanical" quality.
Precise, steady, unquestionable.
He easily suppressed all of Kurenai Yuhi's struggles.
His eyes, which appeared even deeper and darker in the Gekko, gazed like a cold pool at her face, flushed with anger and shame.
"Struggle, Yuhi."
Di Yan's voice was low and calm.
As if stating an irrelevant fact.
"The more you resist, the more excited I become."
His breathing slightly deepened, brushing against Kurenai Yuhi's sensitive earlobe.
"However," he changed the subject, with a hint of cruel mockery, glancing at the sleeping Hinata not far away, "Are you sure... you want to continue?"
"Make a little more noise, and your precious student will wake up."
These words were like the most potent spell.
Instantly crushing Kurenai Yuhi's last shred of courage to resist!
All her struggling movements froze.
Her body felt as if all its strength had been drained.
She collapsed softly onto the soft bed.
She bit her lower lip fiercely, almost drawing blood, to suppress the scream and curses that were about to burst from her throat.
Tears uncontrollably streamed from the corners of her eyes.
Sliding down her temples, wetting the hair at her temples.
I can't... I can't let Hinata see... I can't let her bear this terrible shadow.
A tremendous sense of humiliation and the instinct to protect her disciple fiercely battled within Kurenai Yuhi's heart.
Ultimately, the latter gained the upper hand with overwhelming dominance.
For Hinata, to prevent her from adding another unhealable scar to her young heart, Kurenai Yuhi chose... silent endurance.
She closed her eyes and buried her head deep in the pillow.
Her body trembled violently from extreme shame, indignation, and pain.
She no longer struggled, no longer made any sound.
She was just like a puppet that had lost its soul.
Allowing Di Yan to do as he pleased.
The muffled whimpers, like the cries of a small animal, suppressed deep in her throat, were completely absorbed by the pillow.
The Gekko still shone coldly.
Illuminating this silent atrocity on the bed.
Di Yan's movements remained "mechanical."
With a coldness of completing a task.
And Kurenai Yuhi, this once proud and confident Konoha elite Jonin, could only silently endure the double torment of body and soul under this cold Gekko, with her disciple sleeping just inches away.
Her knuckles, tightly clenching the bedsheet, turned white from the effort, as if she wanted to crush all the pain and despair in her palm.
[Ding! Communication with Kurenai Yuhi completed, Mental Power (Yin Release) greatly increased!]
...18 Write a letter to Ino–Shika–Chō; New prey Ino
Time became blurred and long in the silent torment.
Kurenai Yuhi's consciousness was like a candle in the wind.
Her spirit gradually became numb.
Leaving only endless emptiness and coldness.
She was like a husk from which the soul had been drained.
Just as her mind was in a trance, Di Yan's voice, like a devil's whisper, rang in her ear again, chillingly clear:
"Yuhi," Di Yan's voice carried a post-event laziness and an unquestionable command, "Write a letter. To your old lover, Asuma Sarutobi."
Kurenai Yuhi's scattered pupils suddenly constricted.
That name was like a rusty, blunt knife, fiercely stabbing into her already riddled heart!
Asuma... that man who always had a cigarette in his mouth, a hearty smile, who once made her heart flutter, and with whom she had fought side by side... This name, mentioned by Di Yan at this moment, was tantamount to sprinkling salt on a wound, and even more, a blatant humiliation!
She had just been with Asuma, hadn't even held his hand, and now she had been defiled by him... She was already tainted, unworthy of Asuma... An indescribable bitterness and sorrow surged in her heart.
She and Asuma were already in the past.
But that affection was pure, it was warm.
Now, she was deeply mired in mud, her body and mind scarred.
Yet Di Yan wanted to use this long-sealed old affection... "The content of the letter is very simple..."
Di Yan's voice was cold and precise, as if he was deploying a battle, "Just say that your mission is obstructed, and you are trapped in the Land of Fire's Imperial Palace."
"Your Team 8 is surrounded by unknown forces, and the situation is critical. Request him..."
"No, implore him to bring his most trusted subordinates, the Ino–Shika–Chō trio, to come quickly for support and rescue."
He paused, a cruel smile of control playing on his lips:
"Remember, the wording must be desperate enough, helpless enough."
"It must make your Asuma... anxious."
Kurenai Yuhi's heart sank completely into an icy sea.
Ino–Shika–Chō?
Di Yan's true targets were Nara Shikamaru, Ino Yamanaka, Akimichi Choji.
A flash of lightning suddenly struck Kurenai Yuhi's mind.
Connecting all the clues.
First Inuzuka Kiba and Shino Aburame, and now Ino–Shika–Chō?
This ruler of the Land of Fire, he intended to dismantle the support of Konoha's major Ninja Clans.
His goal... was to destroy Konoha?
And Asuma... was just his tool to deliver this fatal bait!
"Never!"
Kurenai Yuhi suddenly turned her head.
Her red eyes, swollen from tears yet still burning with an unyielding flame, glared fiercely at Di Yan.
Her voice was hoarse yet resolute:
"I will never help you frame Konoha's comrades!"
"And I will never... use Asuma!"
She would rather die than be an accomplice!
Di Yan seemed to have anticipated her reaction; there was no trace of anger on his face.
Instead, he had a playful look, like a cat toying with a mouse.
He did not look at Kurenai Yuhi, but slowly reached out his hand, with a chilling casualness.
He lightly pinched the soft, smooth cheek of Hyuga Hinata, who was still sound asleep on the adjacent bed, with his fingertip!
This movement was extremely slight.
But it instantly pierced through all of Kurenai Yuhi's defenses!
"You..."
Kurenai Yuhi let out a short, choked gasp, as if her throat had been seized.
She almost sprang from the bed.
Ignoring her body's pain and weakness, she pounced like a protective mother beast, fiercely shielding the sleeping Hinata with her scarred body.
Her eyes were filled with extreme fear and anger.
Staring intently at Di Yan's hand.
As if it would turn into sharp claws and tear Hinata apart at any moment!
"Don't touch her! You demon!"