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Naruto: The Outsider's Resolve: CH_244
🕑 Added 2024-04-07 18:29:15 +0000 UTC"Make sure to enjoy yourself, okay?" Aranai said to his Ryoya, his genin subordinate. He had been lucky to a get a team of three genin, who were in for helping him sell drugs—there were people with stick up their asses who didn't appreciate the spirit of entrepreneurship and having fun.
"Yes, sir," said Ryoya. He looked slightly uncomfortable due to the timing and the people who had gotten sick from their drugs, but Aranai could see that he was excited about getting laid. From the stories he had told him about Chinatsu, he was excited about experiencing a similar experience.
"The chick you'll be sleeping with is new, if you play it right, she'll be do everything you ask for," Aranai put his arm around Ryoya's neck as they entered the townhouse. "We're here!" he announced the moment he was through the door.
Like always, Jimmi was sitting in the living room, waiting to welcome them. There was something about the pimp which always bothered Aranai—he didn't know what it was, but he creeped him out. During their first meeting, Jimmi had barged into their room in the club without permission. And everytime he was done with Chinatsu, the pimp had a strange look on his face which he could never placed. It wasn't jealousy or anger, but he could never place it.
Jimmi got up from his couch with two glasses of whiskey and handed them to them.
"Welcome gentlemen, everything's ready for your pleasure."
"This is Ryoya, he's a trusted confidant," said Aranai and noticed Ryoya perk up. Good, he thought—he wanted Ryoya to think he trusted him.
Aranai took out a stack of cash and handed it to Jimmi, who promptly counted it on the spot like always
"After so many times you still don't trust me?" asked Aranai, cursing the money-grubber in his mind.
"Trust has nothing to do with it, Master Aranai." Jimmi pocked the money and clapped his hands for two of Chinatsu's handmaidens to walk into the room. He looked at Ryoya. "Master Ryoya, please follow her. She'll take you to Lady Boa... please enjoy your time."
Ryoya looked shy until Aranai slapped him on his back when a lecherous smile sprouted on his face.
Aranai laughed, "Go enjoy yourself."
He himself followed the other girl and checked her out. He smiled as he reached for her ass and grabbed the soft buns. She immediately slapped his hand and glared at him, but that only made him snicker.
He raised the whiskey glass, smelled it to check if it was safe, before downing it one swig.
It was time to blow off some steam.
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Takuma sat in the dark closet room focusing his mind for the genjutsu he had to cast when he heard the door open and Iori lead Aranai into the room. He opened his eyes and focused his hearing into the room. Chinatsu welcomed Aranai in and dismissed Iori.
"Go have a shower, I'll join you soon," Chinatsu said, giggling.
He took in a breath and smelled the incense Chinatsu burned for the ambiance.
"You better make this work," she whispered.
Takuma put a finger into the hole in the wall and started spreading out his chakra into the room next door, attaching him to scent particles of the incense stick.
Genjutsu was altering the target's perception of reality by controlling their senses. It worked by influencing their chakra because it reached every part of the body through chakra pathway system including the five sensory organs as they were the body's interface with the outside world. The objective was to aim for one sensory organ and stimulate through foreign chakra so the target's chakra passing through the tenketsu points and chakra pathway network near the sensory organ would be influenced. The influenced chakra would then travel throughout the body and eventually reach the spine and brain, giving the user free control to control all five senses—thus control the target's perception of reality, which was the same as controlling their reality.
Carefully... deliberately... methodically... he spread out his chakra with the help of scent particles. It took ten minutes for Aranai and Chinatsu to come out of the shower. He heard Chinatsu laughing at Aranai's dirty talk, the sound of the bed creaking under the weight, the rustle of clothes being removed, her moans, his grunts—and continued to filling the room with his chakra.
He could've filled the room much quicker, but he did it slowly to drown Aranai without any chance of him swimming back to the surface. For normal shinobi without a sensory-nin's chakra sense could only be detected when used in high quantities, but when foreign chakra was literally stimulating the sensory organs, it could be detected. It generally went undetected because the surroundings were saturated with chakra from ninjutsu and people's attention were split in the heat of battle, making the usage of genjutsu easier.
The situation was similar in the bedroom. Aranai's attention was focused on Chinatsu and his desire to have sex overshadowed his alertness. Adding to that Takuma's gradual approach ensured that he was a frog swimming in water who couldn't tell it was being gradually heated.
"Take it deeper!"
Aranai's demands between his grunts and the voice of Chinatsu gagging clearly reached Takuma's ears, but he focused himself on his work. He could sense his chakra reaching Aranai's nose. He slowly formed hand seals to order his chakra to stimulate the nose to grab control of the passively mixed chakra flowing through the chakra pathway network and the tenketsu near the nose.
The pair moved on to having sex. Between the bed's creaking, loud dirty talk, his groaning, her moans, the sounds of the bodies slapping against each other, the sound of him slapping her butt repeatedly—he could also hear the sound of painful yelps that would be stifled immediately—they weren't playful yelps, but true sounds of pain coming from Chinatsu.
Takuma remembered Kameko's words to him about Aranai liking it rough, but he also remembered that Kameko described Chinatsu obsessed. He found it to be true because not once did she complain or ask him to be gentler, she took it all.
She wanted the mission to go well and he respected it.
In an ideal world, his first genjutsu would've been something else entirely, but he catered his first custom-made genjutsu to serve the mission—to capture a shinobi.
The Bell Sound Clone jutsu was an auditory genjutsu which used a bell and paralysed the target and showed them clones of the user surrounding them as the sounds of a bell grew uncomfortably louder.
Takuma isolated the paralysis part and made it the main and sole focus. Given that it was his first foray into creating a genjutsu, he wanted it to do one, but do that thing well. The next consideration was the connection component—which sensory organ was he going to target to influence the target's charka? Seeing that he couldn't be in the room with the target—eyes(visual), touch(tactile), and taste(gustatory) were out of option—which left ears(auditory) and nose(olfactory).
He had drastically more experience with auditory connection component because of his use of the Genjutsu: Bell Sound Clone. Chinatsu didn't have music while she was serving her clients, but was open to having a radio for mood music if it helped the mission—and for a while he was going to use sound as connection component, but in the end went with smell. The nose was unique among the sensory organs as it was directly connected to the brain and memories had a strong connection to smells. He wanted the genjutsu to be strong and an olfactory genjutsu was the way to go.
The result was Takuma's first jutsu— Olfactory Genjutsu: Complete Paralysis.
It wasn't unique or special. Nenro had a genjutsu called Genjutsu: Binding which accomplished a similar effect of having the target feel they were bound in unbreakable ropes. A target under Complete Paralysis would feel like they were under actual complete paralysis, loosing all control over their body.
Then came the final problem. Takuma's inexperience with genjutsu creation. He knew enough to create functional genjutsu, but he didn't understand all the little nuances involved in jutsu creation. Complete Paralysis was extremely weak. During testing, the teammates broke the genjutsu quickly and while it worked, the paralysis wasn't strong enough to stop their movements—they could still move though impeded.
There wasn't anything he could do about it. He didn't have a genjutsu expert to guide him and if he wanted to improve, he needed time to experiment with genjutsu creation, which he didn't have. There was only one solution was to have a long application time to increase the genjutsu's strength. Even a weak genjutsu would be stronger if a large amount of target's chakra was influenced which took a lot of time.
Thirty minutes after Aranai entered the room, Takuma was ready.
He raised his hands and weaved the hand seals for his first custom-made genjutsu.
"Ack!"
He heard Aranai's voice from the other room and waited for Chinatsu's next word.
"You're heavy, master," she said with a strained laugh. "Are you tired, master?"
'Tired' was the codeword.
The moment she said that word, Takuma heard the bedroom room slam open with footsteps rushing. Iori was going to put prisoner seals on Aranai under the watchful eyes of Gaku and Kameko who were ready to cut him down if he made any suspicious moves.
Half a minute later, the genjutsu broke because prisoner seals restricted Aranai's chakra.
"It's done," Iori's voice made Takuma's shoulder sag in relief. They had captured an enemy chunin. This was quite possibly the biggest breakthrough they had since their arrival in the city.
But he became focused just as quickly as he had relaxed. He walked out of the closet and headed towards Anko's room to see if they had captured the genin. The mission wasn't over until they had both shinobi captured and transported out of the townhouse to the site they planned to imprison them. The door to her room was open, and Daiki and Rikku weren't in the corridor. He sneaked in a glance and saw the trio standing around the bed with the Hidden Frost genin knocked out on the bed.
"It's done, I guess," Takuma said, entering the room.
"You too?" asked Anko.
He nodded.
"Let's get them out of here then."
After Iori put prisoner seal on the genin, Daiki and Rikku took him away as planned. Takuma picked up the chunin in a body bag over his shoulder and looked at the rest of the team who were going to clean up the house and stay for a while before leaving. They knew that people would come asking about the two missing shinobi and their plan was to tell a story where they waited for the duo to arrive, and returned home when they never did.
"Take care," said Anko.
Takuma nodded and was about to leave when he noticed Chinatsu standing on the second floor corridor from the living room on the ground floor. She had dark fingermarks around her neck and arms. He knew how much stronger a shinobi was than a civilian, and could only imagine what it was like to have someone overwhelmingly more powerful in control—especially if that someone liked it rough.
"You did a great job," he said to her. "We wouldn't have been able to accomplish this without you."
"I know."
Takuma gave her a smile before walking out of the townhouse and disappearing into the shadows cast by the night.
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AN: Here we go, Takuma's first custom-made genjutsu. It's nothing special, very weak, but it's his first creation. Now, it's time for him to delve into this field and improve pretty rapidly from what I have planned.
Interrogator Anko and Takuma coming soon — "Pain will set you free"
Comments
Nord
Huh. Didn't expect things to go as planned
cameron stewart
I have been soooo patient and the moment you say rapid improvement makes me want to pull a moist critikal (my **** is throbbing).
