Red Nara

- Given the morals of the founders before Hashirama's reign, it was deadly dangerous - they could have found them both and killed them both in the most torturous ways for the rest of the clan's edification," Setsura grinned, pulling away, "by the way, my grandfather stole my grandmother from Iwa during the formation, and the two older twins you saw are actually from Mizu no Kuni, and there are stories like that in every clan. As well as their own stolen kunoichi, but they don't talk about it. Read the family chronicles if you're interested.

She's a hereditary Nara, not an outsider, so she's well aware of the clan's dirty laundry.

- Instructors are a necessity, because they'd rather fall in love with a Nara and suffer through their first love without much consequence than run off with the first guy who can get them into bed," his uncle shrugged.

- Why me? - I still asked him, squinting suspiciously - well, definitely not for nothing and uncle has some plan - there are no other candidates?

- First of all, it should be a handsome boy, secondly - Iryo-nin, for obvious reasons, then - to be able to handle women in bed, to be sensitive, patient and prudent - suddenly began to list and curl fingers kunoichi, - well, and the difference in age no more than ten years.

I suddenly froze and looked at her suspiciously.

- The rest is fine, but what makes you think I fit the third criteria?

My relative's pitying look was starting to make me really nervous again, and Setsura, who smiled without words and stroked my head with her palm, didn't help dispel my suspicions at all. Fuck*, is there anything known to two people and unknown to the whole clan? I could only rejoice at the presence of not only blood and chakra checks on the basement's defenses, but also an analog of the Fuin password I had thoughtfully screwed in.

- And even if we exclude the second point, you're the only candidate," Shenesu sighed tiredly, "three more died in the war, so there's no one from the right generation for a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old girl.

- It's a common practice for clans, and I, Saya-chan, and our other kunoichi have been through it," she patted me on the shoulder, "and for many of them, these instructors were their first crush, albeit often unrequited.

Her gaze clouded over for a moment, and a nostalgic smile crept over her face.

- So how do they deal with the Clanless? - After a moment's thought, I asked.

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