"Are you quite certain you don't want to sli you up, Sakura-chan?" Lady Katsuyu humd cheerfully. "A good coating of my ooze, and you'd find it far easier to sense and draw nature energy through your skin."
Sakura glanced down from atop Katsuyu's head at the Kumo-nin caught fast in the sli beneath the slug's foot, squirming feebly, and swallowed hard. Coated from head to toe in the white, sticky, half-transparent goo and blowing bubbles from their mouths and nostrils, they looked as though they'd been thoroughly bukake'd all over.
"Er… maybe later," Sakura said, smiling awkwardly.
"Oh, that's okay," Lady Katsuyu said, sounding slightly disappointed.
Sakura leapt from the giant slug's head and plumted a good fifty tres, landing in the midst of the trapped Kumo-nin… straight into a pool of white ooze. The impact sent globs of the stuff flying in every direction, splattering over the helpless shinobi already mired in it, much to their displeasure. Sakura winced as the stuff seeped into her sandals and soaked her toes.
"More like never," she muttered.
With a reverse roundhouse kick that sent an arc of sli whipping through the air, Sakura sent Dodai, along with the cluster of Kumo-nin stuck to him, flying straight into Katsuyu, who promptly absorbed the lot into her flesh, as they kicked and scread for rcy.
"That takes care of Hinata's eye," Sakura said, dusting her palms in satisfaction. "One down, one more to go."
Personally, Sakura didn't quite believe the tale that the Leaf ANBU infiltrating Kumo alongside her had destroyed Hinata's other Byakugan to keep the Cloud from claiming a full set. She was convinced they'd been Danzō's n all along; he had always hungered for the Hyūga clan's legendary white eyes, since the Caged Bird curse seal barred him from getting a pair.
"Kill her! Don't let her get away with our comrades!"
Sakura didn't need to turn around to sense the dozens of chakra signatures converging in on her from all sides. In Sage Mode, she was one with nature; her extrasensory perception stretched to thousands of kilotres around her. This state even sharpened her sensitivity to electric fields, an ability that she had developed after training so extensively in Lightning ninjutsu.
She could even sense Kazan, disguised as one of the Cloud-nin, as well as his daughter, who was bound and gagged, in one of the ships furthest away from her…
"Get away? You think I want to run away?" Sakura chuckled. "Oh, no, I'm done being chased around. Now, it's your turn…"
And before anyone could react, Sakura's figure flickered and vanished.
"Where did she go!?"
"Anyone have eyes on her!?"
"There!"
"Watch out, she's fast!"
Sakura's figure blurred as she darted across the splintered hulks of shipwrecks lodged against Katsuyu's foot. With the Mangekyō Sharingan's keen sight, Sage Mode's sweeping enhancents, Minato's peerless reflexes, and the strength honed through training, she now possessed the speed and the confidence to wield the Body Flicker freely in battle. Each ti her form flickered, slowing down enough for the human eye to catch sight of her curvaceous figure, one more Chūnin was knocked out.
"We need to restrict her movents, she's going after the weakest first!" shouted one of the shinobi. "Everyone, on my mark!"
Boar! Ram! Snake! Horse! Dragon!
"Lightning Style: Electromagnetic Murder!"
As one, the Jōnin coordinated their hand seals and released a net of live wires made of lightning chakra into the water, electrifying the river. At once, Sakura's figure flickered back into sight, and she perched herself on the mast of a shipwreck, scowling down at her opponents. They were ruining her fun by fighting back!
"Damn it," groaned one of the tan-skinned n. "Where the hell did Bee go?"
Darui, as the Raikage's trusted right-hand man and leader of the expedition, had been aboard the ship at the head of the convoy, so he was long gone by now, swept away by the rapids along with half the armada. Killer Bee, anwhile, had been ant to guard the rear and the Box of Paradise… so where was he?
Bee had, quite simply, grown bored with standing watch and gone for a stroll!
"Oh, hey! If it isn't my old friend Maroi," Sakura said cheerily, waving cheekily at the man who had just spoken. "How have you been, old chap?"
"So, it hadn't just been my imagination," Maroi said through gritted teeth. "Those markings… you really were an Honoured Sage! I was right to hide, that ti…"
Personally, Sakura thought the azure eyeshadow around her eyes made her look a little slutty, but that was a good thing, wasn't it? She clapped her hands together, causing her breasts to jiggle.
"Manyū Assassination Genjutsu: Breast Illusion!"
"Look away!" shouted Maroi. "If you look into her eyes or her cleavage, you're dead!"
But Maroi hadn't accounted for Sage Mode's all‑round enhancent. Whether it was Ninjutsu, Taijutsu, or even Genjutsu, every ninja art was amplified far beyond its ordinary limits…
The clap of Sakura's hands thundered in the Kumo-nin's ears, ten tis louder than the river's roar. The sound rolled back on itself, and with each echo it grew less like the sharp crack of palms eting and more like the heavy, fleshy smack of a woman's breasts slapping against her belly…
Against their will, the Kumo-nin slowly began turning around, when…
"Yo, yo, yo! Killer Bee's the na— don't you ever forget my rapping ga!"
At the sound of that reliable voice, the Kumo-nin snapped out of their trance and burst into cheers. Sakura clicked her tongue in irritation. Clearly, she still had work to do on her auditory illusions.
"It's Lord Bee!" exclaid one of the Jōnin. "We're saved!"
Killer Bee landed lightly before his comrades— and did a double-take when he saw Sakura.
"Whoa, huge!" he exclaid, blushing furiously. "Just look at 'em ripple— I think I can see a nipple!"
Struck by inspiration, Bee took out a notepad and a pencil and began scribbling enka-rap fusion ideas. Sakura and the Kumo-nin stared at Bee in disbelief as he ignored them, rapping under his breath as he wrote.
A true artist simply couldn't walk past such fantastic boobs without extolling their virtues!
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