Hinata and I waited for Kouta’s response. He seemed to think it over for a long moment before taking a large swig from the bottle of sake he was drinking.
He then got bolder and wrapped an arm around each of our waists before smiling.
“Okay… I’ll k-keep you ladies s-safe out in the forest. Where is it you w-want to go?”
That last drink must have got to him, as now he was starting to slur his words. Hinata and I smiled at each other, then lay our heads on his shoulders.
“Oh, just follow us,” I whispered in his ear as Hinata and I rubbed his lower back.
The coordinates I left in the note for Shino were for a spot a few miles outside the village. Not far for a ninja, even a drunk one, to travel. We weren’t trying to sneak away, as I was sure the Shimokage wouldn’t send anyone after us; he just needed the excuse of desertion to write off Kouta.
From what Kouta said earlier that day, he was the bastard son of a dead Hyuuga from the last war and a prostitute from the Frost. The fact that I, a foreign ninja, got that out of him basically unprompted showed that he was a liability to the Shimokage. If word got back to the Hyuuga clan about him, there would be hell to pay.
The reward of having Kouta and his potential descendants, with their Byakugan being loyal to them, wasn’t worth the risk of starting shit with the Hyuuga and Leaf to the smaller village. At least the ruling Shimokage thought so. But it would easily be worth it for the much larger and more powerful Cloud Village.
We basically carried the staggering Kouta out of the bar and down the road to the village gate. Some civilians gave us weird looks, but suspiciously, no uniformed ninja were about. But Kouta didn’t notice.
He was too busy running his hands over our large and shapely asses and looking down at our humongous tits. My ass was just a bit bigger than Hinata’s, but her tits were slightly bigger than mine. Considering my breasts were artificially enlarged with medicine and chakra manipulation, she won the genetic lottery. Though my enhancements were just as permanent as Lady Tsunade’s, I didn’t see them as fake. They wouldn’t have grown this big independently, but they were still entirely made of my cells.
Kouta was too engrossed in looking at and feeling our assets as we walked to notice the lack of ninja. But Hinata and I saw this as a good sign. The Shimokage must have pulled some strings to ensure there was no lower-ranking ninja to stop us.
But as we got to the gate, Hinata whispered to me over the giddy Kouta. “The Shimokage is up ahead. He is alone and in plain clothes.”
I didn’t expect him to get involved, but he was a Kage, even if only from a smaller village, so I wouldn’t try to avoid him. I saw him as we got closer, and as Hinata said, he was in plain clothes leaning up against the gate.
“Lord Shimokage, is there a problem?” I asked once we got close enough to talk without shouting.
I was worried he had changed his mind. When I addressed him by his title, Kouta finally recognised him. He straightened up but didn’t take his hands off our asses.
“Hi, Lord Shimooo-kage… I’m gonna finally gonna get laid.”
Lord Shimokage just gave a sad smile. “Is that right, Kouta?” Then he gave Hinata and me a disapproving look. “I said it was his choice. I won’t let him go unless he understands what is happening.”
Ah, I figured he would have been watching us somehow, but I didn’t think he’d care enough to make sure Kouta fully consented until it was too late.
“What y-you guys t-talking ab-about? Did I do s-something b-bad again?” Asked a slightly more suspicious Kouta.
“Fine… We get it. We’ll sober him up.” I whined, more disrespectfully than I usually would to a foreign Kage.
I popped one of my sobering pills into my mouth and pulled Kouta into a deep kiss, making him swallow it. I doubted he noticed it go down as he let go of Hinata to grope my ass as we made out. Eventually, the drug hit his system after a few seconds, and he pulled back with a sharp gasp as he instantly sobered. It was not a pleasant feeling and could be damaging with repeated use, but it was okay for occasional use.
“Fuck! My head is killing me…” He rubbed his temples. He finally seemed to realise something fishy was going on. “Wait… What’s happening here?” He now looked at Hinata and me with suspicion.
“Kouta, these two want you to go with them, and they won’t tell me where. If you leave with them, I will be forced to brand you as a rogue ninja, and you will be forever banished from the Land of Frost. But if you don’t go, they will tell the Hidden Leaf about your… heritage.”
The Shimokage laid it all out. Kouta looked shocked and a little betrayed. “You two were trying to trick me…”
Hinata didn’t know what to say and looked genuinely ashamed for the first time in a while.
“Not completely… We weren’t going to hurt you, and I think this is for the best, as does Lord Shimokage… He just wants you to make the decision yourself.”
He looked back at his Kage. “She speaks the truth. I don’t like the idea of them forcing you into it while drunk and thinking with your dick, but I do think it’s for the best. They hold all the cards here. They will tell the Leaf everything if you don’t go, and we can’t have that. And it isn’t like we can force them into silence or kill them.”
“We can’t tell you everything yet, but trust us when we say you won’t regret it…” I looked into his eyes. “Kouta… Even if we kept quiet, it would get out eventually. And the next time, the Leaf ninja won’t be as… pleasant with how they handle you.”
Now that he was sober and had been told he was being tricked, I knew my usual tactics wouldn’t work on him, so I didn’t bother trying to be seductive.
He looked down into my eyes, then looked to Lord Shimokage. “Are you ordering me to abandon the village?” He asked with clear disbelief in his voice.
The Shimokage shook his head, “No… I can’t order you to do that. But I think it is what is best for the village, and while I don’t trust these Leaf whores, I don’t think they plan to hurt you, or they would have done so without revealing to me they knew your heritage.”
Hinata and I stayed out of it and left it to Lord Shimokage.
“I did something wrong, didn’t I?” Asked Kouta with deep shame in his voice as he looked down at his feet in the snow.
“No… You didn’t ask to be born the way you were, Kouta… If you were born to a larger, more powerful village, it might have been different. They would be able to train you properly to use your… special talents without fear of discovery and retaliation.” Explained the Shimokage.
I understood what he meant. With no other Byakugan users and no real understanding of how it worked, they couldn’t train him properly and didn’t have the resources to spy or steal the secrets from the Leaf. He really was wasted in the Frost, and there was no upside. True, he could breed more users in time, but they would face the same issues, and the risk of the Leaf and Hyuuga finding out would only increase.
Kouta nodded and then looked back at me. “Can you promise me that I won’t be killed or experimented on? Wherever it is I’m going?”
It looked like he realised we weren’t taking him back to the Leaf, probably because of how sketchy our recruitment strategy was. So he wasn’t completely clueless, but he was still naive if he thought my promise would mean anything. Still, I didn’t intend for anything bad to happen to him.
“I promise, on behalf of my clan and village, that I will do my best to ensure your well-being.” It was the best promise I could make.
Hinata spoke up as well. “I also swear on my clan, former clan and village.”
He gave us both a sad smile and nod, then looked to the Shimokage. “Goodbye, Sir. I didn’t really have any friends besides you, and my mother is already dead, so you are probably the only person I will miss… And maybe Captain Shibuya.”
He held out his hand, and the Shimokage shook it. “Goodbye, Kouta. I hope wherever you are headed, you find safety and happiness.”
Then he stood back and let us leave the village. The walk to the rendezvous site was silent and a lot less fun and sexy than I had planned it to be, but at the end of the day, it was more genuine.
