Chapter 394: That... Course
Chapter 394: That... Course
The lecturer was a middle-aged man who was less than 40 years old. The Uchiha clan generally looks good. Even if this man is at this age, just looking at his appearance, he looks like he is 30 years old at most, which is very young.
Shenwei sat on his knees in a secret room covered with pictures of various postures, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.
He didn't even have an idea where to put his eyes. If he were alone here, out of curiosity and human instinct, he would take a closer look at what this most primitive desire would look like after it was embodied.
But now, there is a man here who has only met a few times in the clan but has never spoken to him, and the atmosphere suddenly becomes weird.
He blushed and scolded Madara Uchiha over and over in his mind, thinking that when he went back, he would beat this guy until he couldn't get up for three days, so that he would know what the consequences would be for teasing him.
It stands to reason that this kind of thing is the instinct of human reproduction. You don't need to learn it. Once the atmosphere is established and the emotion is moved, everything will fall into place. Why do you need to learn it professionally?
But Shenwei had to admit that the maximum intimacy he had experienced during his lifetime was just the kiss between the male and female protagonists in the TV series, and the sex scenes were all done with a push-over camera. What's more, he had an emotional disorder and was not interested in such things. Not even interested in watching a group of sows lining up to fall into the ditch.
He has never seen any of those R-rated movies, and his experience is zero in every aspect.
Because of this, he was really at a loss regarding this matter. He had not seen it, felt it, and did not know what to do.
Shenwei was so shy that he didn't even dare to raise his head. If this were normal, on another occasion, he could still pretend to be in a good mood, and he could also talk and laugh with others and make some dirty jokes.
But now, facing an unfamiliar man, he was still explaining the steps to him in detail as a teacher.
The natural respect for the teacher that had been tamed in his bones prevented him from immediately running away. He could only kneel down and sit opposite the man, looking like a good student with an open mind.
This...he never thought until his death that there would be such a moment of catching his horse in his life.
"Kamui-sama, you don't need to feel embarrassed. This is a normal part of human life. You are an adult now. Even if you are not married to a girl from the Uzumaki clan, you will have this experience in the future. of."
Ah this...
"The reason why the patriarch asked me to teach you must be that you will need it when you get married. If you don't understand this kind of thing in advance, you will be at a loss when it comes to actual operations in the future, and the experience will not be good. Some are even very bad and not good for both husband and wife.”
Kamui's face became very strange, sometimes red, sometimes white, and now even blue.
"Master Kamui, there is no need to be embarrassed about this kind of thing. In fact, some special ninjas will learn this knowledge a long time ago. When some special ninjas have ordinary abilities and cannot obtain the information they want through illusions or other means, they will eventually The next best thing is to use this kind of thing to make excuses."
Shenwei's eyes were surprised, and he instantly understood what the man was talking about.
He has also seen a ninja animation that is more contemporary. The ninjutsu in it is not as fancy as in this world. The certain escape of ninjutsu is not for casting ninjutsu, but for escaping. Some ninjas think To obtain information, one often resorts to selling one's body when there is nothing to do.
Get close to the target person, and then the breeze is strong. When the other person's physiological needs are satisfied and the body and mind are least defensive, at this time, you can use the right words and methods, and you can often easily extract the information you want.
Seeing Shenwei's face turn pale, the man suddenly laughed again, and he comforted Shenwei, "Don't worry about this, Lord Shenwei will never be able to use such a method with his ability.
I just say this to let you relax and accept this class peacefully, nothing else. "
Kamui blinked his eyes a few times, swallowed hard, and the disgusting face of Hinata Chenguang flashed through his mind.
He is obviously fine, but at certain specific moments, he still thinks of that person uncontrollably.
At that time, the situation was so dangerous. On that stormy night with lightning and thunder, he screamed at the sky and the earth, and was almost killed by that guy...
Kamui has always felt that this body is not his own, and even if it is touched or touched by others, it is not a big deal.
Even now, he has always thought this way.
When he looks in the mirror every day, what is shown in the mirror is someone else's face, and this body is also someone else's. When he gets up and washes up every day, he has to accept again that this body is not his, and his soul is separate from this body. of.
Even when Uchiha Madara kissed him, he felt that he could watch the two people's lips and teeth grinding from a third perspective.
Only that night, he watched helplessly as the man reached out to him.
His body couldn't move, couldn't do any counterattack or defense, and even his soul couldn't break through this body. He couldn't escape, and he couldn't digest the knowledge that the soul and the body were separated from a third-person perspective.
The man interrupted his thoughts and said: "Master Kamui, now, let's start class."
This class only lasted for more than an hour. The man's voice was gentle and his words were appropriate. There were no offensive and vulgar words. It would be a good pleasure for a normal person to listen to his class.
Being able to learn that knowledge without being shy or embarrassed.
However, Shenwei couldn't really listen. He was always distracted, listening intermittently, and remembering intermittently.
He always felt that he could not use this knowledge. When he thought that Uchiha Madara arranged for him to take such a class without his consent, and when he thought that the guy arranged for him to take such a class probably for himself, Kamui became angry. Come somewhere.
It's not a good thing for him to always be thought about by a man and want to go to bed. On the contrary, it makes him feel that there is an unknown karmic fire running around in his body.
When Kamui returned to the mansion, Izuna hadn't come back yet. Madara was doing routine training next to the wooden mannequin in the backyard, moving his hands and feet.
Kamui opened Madara's door angrily, and the paper door was pushed to one side by him. With a muffled clang, people were blown against Ru Yuan like a gust of wind.
At this time, Madara, who happened to hear the sound, jumped onto the wooden floor from the withered yellow grass with sprouts sprouting faintly.
He had been practicing for a long time, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his body. He was wearing a black tights that wrapped his slender body, making it shapely and well-proportioned.
As soon as his bare feet landed on the wooden floor, Kamui appeared in front of him. His fist hit his face without restraint. Madara was stunned for half a second before turning around and dodging lightly. Divine attack.
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