Reincarnation Game: Starting from Naruto Chapter 17 17 - Is that thing of yours made of gold, or what

Kinoshita Kazuya and Mizuhara Chizuru both turned at the sa ti.

Their eyes landed on the woman who had just spoken.

Cool, composed… and impossibly striking. Even the loose lines of her kimono couldn't hide the heat of her figure.

They froze.

Especially Chizuru.

She had never imagined that soone willing to pay fifty thousand yen an hour to rent her would turn out to be… this kind of woman.

Kazuya, anwhile, was completely dumbstruck. What kind of luck is this? Two top-tier beauties in a single day?

Mrs. Yukinoshita gave him a brief glance, her gaze as indifferent as passing wind. Then she flicked a ten-thousand-yen bill toward him and said, flat and direct:

"You're coming with ."

The money hit his face.

Kazuya didn't even get mad.

A woman like her throwing money at him? That felt more like an honor.

Still, he couldn't help asking, confused, "Uh… who is this?"

"I-I'm sorry, Kinoshita… this client also wants to book . Can we… maybe reschedule?"

Chizuru bowed quickly, her voice apologetic.

The offer of fifty thousand yen an hour had already tempted her.

But the pressure radiating from this woman… it wasn't sothing she could refuse.

Even Mrs. Yukinoshita almost lost her composure at that.

Professional, huh. Even on her way out, she still leaves the door open.

Kazuya forced a smile, though disappointnt showed clearly on his face.

"It's fine… maybe next ti… haha."

He watched as the two won left the café together.

Outside, a black luxury car waited.

—

The mont she got in, Chizuru's confusion deepened.

She couldn't understand it at all.

This woman had money. She had looks. Status too, judging by the way people moved around her.

So why… rent a girlfriend?

"Um… where are we going?" she asked after a while.

No answer.

The silence stretched.

Before long, the car rolled into an expansive traditional estate.

A servant opened the door.

Chizuru stepped out, barely having ti to take in her surroundings when—

"I brought her."

Yukinoshita's voice cut through the air.

Chizuru looked up. And froze.

Standing there was soone she recognized instantly.

Makoto Nishikado.

The sa classmate who had killed soone in public just two days ago.

Her body locked up.

Makoto raised a hand and crooked a finger at her.

Co here.

Behind her, the guards had already blocked the gate.

No way out.

Chizuru forced herself forward, putting on a polite, professional smile, pretending she didn't know him.

"Hello, sir. I'm Mizuhara Chizuru. How may I assist you today?"

Makoto looked her over, amused.

Then he said, "Go take a shower first."

Her expression changed instantly.

She might be inexperienced, but she wasn't naïve.

A man rents a girlfriend and tells her to shower the mont they et…

What cos next didn't need explaining.

"I-I'm sorry, sir, but our service has strict rules. Physical contact isn't allowed. If you'd like, I can show you the agreent—"

"One hundred thousand."

He cut her off.

"That's not the issue, we really can't—"

"Two hundred thousand."

Her voice faltered.

"Please… don't force . I really won't do that kind of work…"

"Three hundred thousand."

Silence.

Chizuru stopped talking.

The reason she had taken this job in the first place flashed through her mind.

Her grandmother, Ichinose Sayuri.

Lung cancer.

The doctor had been clear.

At least three million yen.

If she could get three hundred thousand now… it would at least cover the imdiate hospital costs.

Makoto smiled faintly.

"This is a one-ti offer. You really think anyone else would pay that much?"

He didn't raise the price further.

Even if it wasn't his money.

What is this worth, anyway… gold?

Two full minutes passed.

Then, silently, Chizuru followed the servant toward the bathroom.

Soon after, the sound of running water echoed faintly from down the hall.

"Good work."

Makoto left Mrs. Yukinoshita with those two words, stretched, and headed toward the bedroom.

She watched his back.

Her lips pressed together.

She said nothing.

But sothing about this… didn't sit right with her.

—

A while later, Chizuru entered the bedroom, wrapped in a towel.

The mont she stepped through the door, she nearly fainted from shock.

A severe case of galophobia kicked in.

At the sa ti, a layer of mist rose from her body.

Her appearance shifted.

From Mizuhara Chizuru… back to Ichinose Chizuru.

The transformation jutsu had broken.

A ntal shock disrupted the flow of Chakra, and the technique collapsed.

For soone at her level, that was inevitable.

"Ah!?"

She gasped, panicking, hands flying to cover her face.

Makoto's voice ca, calm and unbothered.

"Stop hiding. You think I didn't notice?"

Her hands slowly lowered.

Shock filled her eyes.

Makoto stretched again. "Enough talking. Co here."

He beckoned.

Chizuru bit her lip.

She knew it.

There was no way out anymore.

Step by step, she walked toward him.

And as she did, she loosened the towel around her body.

Then—

The master bedroom of the Yukinoshita estate filled with a sound that hovered sowhere between laughter and tears.

—

In the living room, Mrs. Yukinoshita waited.

Minutes passed.

An hour.

Two.

Three.

Her expression finally shifted.

Even if Makoto was in excellent shape… could that girl really endure this long?

Ayano wasn't inexperienced.

She was married.

A mother of two.

She could tell at a glance that the girl had been untouched.

And yet…

Still going?

What she didn't know was this:

Ichinose Chizuru's body had already been altered by the Reincarnation Ga.

Even if the Naruto world's human limits couldn't compare to sothing like One Piece…

they were still far beyond the limits of people in this slice-of-life world.

And besides—

At three hundred thousand yen per hour, that price was too high to leave any of the three options unused.

—

In the master bedroom, Makoto let out a long, satisfied breath as he looked at still twitching Ichinose Chizuru, looking just like a leaking cream puff.

If he rembered correctly, that Kazushi guy from the original story spent nearly two million yen on her… and barely gotten any play.

Now?

Less than half that, and he'd completely broken her.

Thinking about it like that…

Yeah.

Worth it.