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Chapter 121: brother Got Beaten Again

“I can't tell you that,” Aizen shook his head.

A hint of resentment appeared in Kurenai Yuhi's beautiful eyes as she teased, "Were you just messing with me?"

Hearing this, Aizen confirmed that Kurenai had completely fallen for him. He smiled slightly, reached into her collar, and pulled out the necklace with the pure gold ring, changing the subject, “Looks like you’ve kept this ring all along. Do you remember the bet we made when we first met?”

“No, I don’t,” Kurenai blushed and turned her head, avoiding Aizen’s gaze.

'When I grow up, I’ll date you.' There’s no way she could forget that line.

But who would have thought that what was a joke back then would become reality today?

“Then let me remind you,” Aizen said as he scooped Kurenai up in a princess carry.

“What are you doing?” Kurenai sensed something and started to panic.

“I want to…” Aizen smiled, and in an instant, carried her into the room.

Soon, the room was filled with the sounds of sweet music.

(Side Story: Kurenai Yuhi!)

“Aizen, you always smooth talker,” she says.

Kurenais kissing Aizen. It’s like nothing Aizen’ve ever experienced before. Her lips are soft and warm, and they taste like strawberries. Aizen can feel her heart pounding against chest

Aizen pull away, gasping for air.

“I want to…”

Kurenai smiles

Kurenai sets Aizen down on the bed and watch as she starts to undress. She pulls off her dress, revealing the lacy black lingerie she’s wearing underneath.

She crawls onto the bed, straddling Aizen.

“I’ve wanted this for a long time,” she says, her voice low and husky.

Aizen nod, unable to find the words.

Kurenai leans down, her lips brushing against your ear.

“Let me make you feel good,” she whispers.

And then she’s kissing Aizen again, her lips exploring neck and chest. Aizen can feel her hands roaming.

Kurenai sits up, her eyes meet

“I want to taste you,” she says.

She starts to unbutton your shirt, her fingers deft and quick.

Kurenai leans down, her lips brushing against your stomach.

She moves lower, her lips trailing down body. Aizen can feel her hair tickling skin.

Kurenai reaches pants, and she starts to unbutton them.

She pulls down pants, revealing hard cock.

Kurenai wraps her lips around cock, and Aizen start to lose control. She starts to move her head up and down, her lips and tongue working their magic.

Aizen reach down, tangling his fingers in her hair. Kurenai moans

“I’m gonna cum,” Aizen gasp.

Kurenai doesn’t stop, she keeps going, her lips and tongue working Aizen harder and harder.

Kurenai pulls away, her lips glistening with cum.

“I’ve always wanted to do that,” she says, her voice low and husky.

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The next morning, as dawn was just breaking.

Kurenai's room was a mess.

Shredded fishnet tights, torn ninja wraps, scattered everywhere.

There were signs of activity on the desk, the bed, even the door.

Kurenai, exhausted, leaned against Aizen, both of them covered only by a blanket.

Under the blanket, there was little left to the imagination.

Looking at Kurenai, even more beautiful than the day before, Aizen pursed his lips and gently played with her soft, curly hair.

Kurenai slowly woke up and, seeing Aizen's mischievous grin, rolled her eyes at him and teased, "You're like a dog! You never stop, and you don’t know how to be gentle.”

“Heh, it’s just that you’re too irresistible, sensei,” Aizen laughed shamelessly, having fully enjoyed their night together. Teasing her, he added, "Besides, who was it that kept saying ‘don’t stop’ last night?”

“You!” Kurenai blushed deeply, biting Aizen’s hand, leaving faint teeth marks.

After some playful banter, Kurenai’s expression suddenly turned serious as she asked, “Why have you come back to Konoha?”

“For two reasons,” Aizen replied. “First, to see you. The second, I can't tell you.”

“Why not?” A trace of sadness and uncertainty flashed in Kurenai’s eyes.

“It’s for Izumi, and also for you,” Aizen said as he pulled her into his arms.

Kurenai was shocked. “Izumi’s still alive?”

“Yes, on the night of the massacre, I made sure to save her. Then I joined an organization. They provide me protection, and I do things for them,” Aizen nodded.

“Then why have you returned to Konoha this time?” Kurenai asked, her worry evident.

“Don’t worry. Even for your sake, I won’t kill anyone in Konoha,” Aizen shamelessly repeated what he once said to Tsunade. He continued, “Besides, this time I volunteered for this mission. Mostly, I just wanted to come see you.”

Kurenai sighed in relief, a warmth spreading through her heart. “How long will you stay in Konoha?”

“Until the end of the Chunin Exams. So, we have about a month and a half to catch up,” Aizen smiled.

“You... you rascal…” Kurenai blushed deeply, knowing full well what a month and a half with him might mean. She quickly got out of bed, hurried over to her wardrobe, and began dressing, not even bothering with her embarrassment.

“In such a rush? What’s going on?” Aizen asked casually as he lay back on the bed, his hands behind his head.

Kurenai tied on her ninja headband and said, “Today is the start of the Chunin Exams. As the instructor for Team 8, I have to be there. You stay here. There’s food in the fridge. Don’t go wandering around before I get back.”

With that, she rushed to the door, pulled on her ninja boots, and dashed out of the room.

“She really put her pants on and forgot about everything,” Aizen muttered, getting up to dress himself.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for acquiring Armament Haki.]

“So this is Armament Haki? I didn’t expect that just learning its basics would make it stronger than Kakuzu’s Earth Spear. And it uses chakra? Seems like the system is converting all resources into chakra for balance. But rather than ninjutsu, this feels more like taijutsu. With this little chakra consumption, it’s barely noticeable for me.”

Listening to the system’s voice in his mind, Aizen raised his right hand and watched as his fist was completely coated in a pitch-black sheen. He whispered to himself, then disappeared from the room.

When Aizen returned to the inn, Pakura and Itachi were already prepared and waiting.

But compared to Pakura’s bright energy, Itachi looked odd—exhausted, with slight dark circles under his eyes.

While changing into his Rain Village ninja outfit, Aizen teased, “I wonder… Itachi, did you spend all night watching over brother?”

“We should hurry up and leave. If we wait any longer, we’ll miss the registration deadline in fifteen minutes,” Itachi huffed, turning away proudly.

“Tsk tsk… You really are a stubborn one,” Aizen clicked his tongue, then heard Pakura ask, “By the way, Aizen-sama, what was your experience like in the Chunin Exams?”

Aizen shook his head. “I didn’t participate. Back then, the Third Hokage needed me for something, so I got a special promotion after a solo test. I became a jonin directly. If you’re asking about the Chunin Exams, this guy here knows more—he’s the first from Konoha to pass the exam.”

“Alright, let’s get moving,” Itachi said impatiently, worried that Aizen might reveal more about Konoha's secrets. He stepped out of the room.

“What a killjoy,” Pakura muttered, before adjusting Aizen’s outfit. The two of them followed Itachi closely.

Soon, they arrived at the registration site, the arena for the first round of the Chunin Exams.

They just so happened to catch Lee beating up brother.

“Looks like your precious brother tried to show off and got beaten again. Itachi... no, Sour Rain,” Aizen lazily leaned against the hallway railing, watching with interest as Lee thoroughly thrashed brother. He glanced at Uchiha Itachi with amusement.