Lady Neru Teaches Oko [Private]

Walking along the fine ridges of the business around her building, Neru had manage to escape the confines of her office without being caught. In part it was strange that she had managed to get away. After all, with the multitude that was always lining up to see her, to speak to her, to consult her and ask for her guidance, it was a near miracle she ever got some fresh her out on her own. Still, given her past, it was quite easy for her to escape. Young and skilled as she was, and given the near-legendary track record she had left behind on the Anbu, her reputation preceded her.

Nevertheless, she did her best to shake off any thoughts that would bring her back to her responsibilities. While she certainly didn't hate them, there was a time and place for everything. At the very least while she was out on her own, she expected her own thoughts to be hers. As usual, she wore the same clothing. As most already knew, her outfit was very revealing..a fact she was well aware of but one she didn't care much about. Save for her abdomen, most areas of her body either showed quite a fair amount of skin or presented enough for one's imagination to wonder into more than appropriate thoughts.

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As she approached one of the businesses, she was reminded of how long ago it was since she had a meal. Likely a good few hours. Whether it was the sight of food, the lights, or perhaps the scent, she could feel her stomach rumble. There was also a young girl in the establishment. She wasn't quite sure of her age, but though she was young, so was Neru. On a bare estimation, she assumed the girl was likely just about 7 or 8 years younger than her. As she walked closer, she was somewhat amused at her outfit and her body. Much like Neru's very own, the girl was quite developed with rather sizable breasts and an outfit that quite easily enhanced the contours and assets of her body just like Neru's did for her.

"Good day," she would speak to the owner with a smile as she raised a hand just before she had begun to speak. In doing so, as the owner had understood, Neru meant quite a few things. Given who she was, her presence would have been reason for rejoice and likely others tagging along. She meant to stay and eat at the place, and perhaps spark some conversation with the amusing girl. But aside from that, she had little desires of getting swarmed by other people like she usually was on a day to day basis.

Looking at her own breasts and back at the girls she would smile and even chuckle some, feeling she was well endowed herself for her age. "Like the food?" she would mention as she looked on to other dishes being made. While Neru had certainly come here to eat before, she enjoyed going to a multitude of places and truly did not recall the specifics as to the quality of the cuisine. Granted, she was someone that would eat nearly anything. Nevertheless, the place was somewhat known for having specially good tasting food.

Scooting herself next to the girl she would elbow the girls breasts albeit gently. With a gentle laughter she would say, "Sorry, they kind of take a lot of space." One thing those close to the Mizukage new was that, aside from the serious persona she often had given her responsibilities, she was also very laidback. In most ways she was unorthodox. Given her career she had killed more people than many would even bother to count. Yet she also managed to be gentle and caring and serious, and even humorous from time to time. She was unique in her own right. Smiling her way, she would await the responses and reaction from the lady as Neru's dish was prepared.

Having sat down, Neru seemed to be all smiles. There was no doubt, given her body and her outfit, that she was quite often looked at and complimented by men and women alike. Naturally, lately, the number would have decreased some given her rank as Mizukage. Those who knew her just a little bit might have been somewhat intimidated by that. However, those who happened to her from the time she was a small child would have numerous reasons to either fear her or pick rather carefully the words they would use to flirt with her. While Neru was not an inherently violent person, some rumored she had probably killed enough people during her young lifetime to fill a small nation and perhaps a bit more or less. But it had been all part of the mission. For the most part, and in most natural situations, Neru was a king gentle girl. She didn't have the easy and calm lifestyles some of her shinobi peers had, but that was because of her own choice and her skills, and thus she was neither upset nor regretful about her past.

Either way, while both women and men often looked at her, she found it amusing, for some reason, that this girl did. For the most part, she was one who couldn't care less if others looked or didn't look at her; it was just the way she was. However, when she was inherently interested in the individual for one reason or another, she liked to entertained the idea of the tease and the introduction with some conversation. The fact that she had gone out of her way to sit by her spoke already highly of her interest. Her interest however, was a delicate and likely private feeling none other than herself was likely to understand.

She hadn't quite counted, but by then, she had noticed that the girl was attentively looking Neru up and down. Though she seemed to scan her body with some fair degree of attention, the girl seemed to play close attention to the Mizukage's breasts, her ass, and her legs. And that was alright. What's more, given the way she was still looking at her, the only fair assumption was that the lady was unaware Renu was the Mizukage. Somehow, that was a lot better than the alternative. While finding out would surely one way or another change her view, it was still interesting to see her natural and unadulterated reaction. Her past as an Anbu was save with her however, as there was no way the girl would know. And, if she did know she had been an Anbu when she was a young little girl, most of the missions were highly classified given the nature of the targets and the operations.

"See something you like?" she said half teasingly with a gentle but near provocative smile. After saying so she would be handed a bowl filled with rice, beef, and an assortment of vegetables. While she wasn't too keen on beautiful plates, the owner was well aware of what she enjoyed to eat. Upon receiving her plate, the owner would bow and retreat to the back as the door behind the girl and Neru was adjusted to avoid unnecessary noise from outside to filter in. With the owner having left, there was finally some privacy. It was almost comical she would find such privacy in a place like this rather than in her own workplace, but that was just the way it was. Nodding at the response and indication from the girl as to what it was she ate, Neru would look on interested. She truly was not that keen on what each thing was. She merely ate when she was hungry; not much else to it. Still, the girl was rather pretty, and occasionally, she would take a peek or two at her breasts. Being called for it was not a problem though. The way her top was, it exposed enough where a look might have been warranted. While the same could certainly be said of Neru it was different. She was aware she showed a lot of her body, but she simply did not mind doing so.

"Alright." said Neru with a rather firm and straightforward tone to her voice. All the while the lady next to her had kept a steady hold on one of her breasts and even held it quite firmly. As usual, at least just from looks, she truly didn't care what most did. Groping was one thing which she would have likely reacted differently to different people. There were just too many factors at play. Did she know the individuals? Were they male or female? How old were they? Did they pissed her off or annoyed her? There were likely many more, but those were some of the basic. Still, regardless of the young girl's bold behavior with the Kage, regardless of whether she knew or not, her relative young age and the fact Neru wasn't overly upset worked on her favor.

Still, Neru wasn't a weak sheep. In fact, even the strongest of grips the likely Genin had placed on her breast didn't do much than make her wink. Sure, in essence by all means, the grip should have been more than enough to perhaps pain her, or at the very least cause some form of moan. While those were very fair grounds, neither occurred. It was a turn on to be groped like that, and that was something most women would have known. Nevertheless, her time in combat and the war, killing, hurting, and being hurt, had made her very stable and able to adapt to very different forms and levels of pain. This, was not much.

One would have thought Neru would have either gotten upset and beat the girl up, or just leave to avoid hurting her, but no. Still eating while being groped, she ate with one hand. The other hand, likely faster than the girl could notice, was already on her body. With the middle finger and her ring finger, she would open up the top in one single motion without stopping to do it specifically. The breasts of the girl likely bouncing out, Neru would have grasped and held firmly to one of them, grouping it and maybe even grazing the edge of her finger over one of the nipples. Hey, she couldn't really be blamed. This was not Kage behavior, and to be honest, it was not something Neru would likely ever do. She was more likely to lecture and reprehend or snap the neck of the individual, but in this case, she preferred this route. While the girl was young, if she was old enough to act the way she was acting, then she was old enough to be treated that way. No buts, end of discussion. Still, it might have been almost comical. Neru maintained the same emotionless expression while she was actually enjoying her food...her other hand on the girl's breasts. In fact, she had even overlooked the actions and the words the lady had said. But, given her most recent action, it was unlikely the girl would continue with whatever they had initially intended to say.

Neru would simply look at her with the corner of her eye as she took the last bite of her bowl. Sure, many had warned her about eating too fast but it was just so good and she loved to eat so much. Still, the expression the girl had after being touched and even when fell on her butt onto the ground was unsettling. Nevertheless, it was nothing that worried or preoccupied Neru very much. The life of a ninja was a very difficult one filled with pain and sacrifice. While she wasn't sure what ailed or had ailed the girl, everyone suffered from one thing or another, even the Mizukage. She just needed to toughen up, but still, Neru would say nothing.

Now looking at her a bit better, she would keep her eyes on the girl on the floor. Without even shifting her gaze, her right hand would move her own plate slowly to the side, and still with eyes unchanging, she would very slowly pull the girl's plate to her side. Returning the gaze to the plate she had just acquired, she started to eat what the girl hadn't. She was hungry, And the fall wasn't so bad as to hurt the girl too much. "You okay there? You seemed out of it so I figured it was best to not let the food get cold and go to waste."

While she ate, Neru herself used her left hand to grope her own breast. There was the smallest of smiles, likely of satisfaction but that wasn't quite discernible. "I wear the clothing I wear for a reason," she said removing the pieces of clothing the girl had folded under and around her breasts, "I like it and prefer it this way." Taking a large gulp of the broth, she would look back at the girl, now with a more general and soothing smile. "Still, thanks for the kindness. I'll be sure to have someone drop some similar items of clothing by your place." Finishing the bowl as quickly as she started, Neru was quite full, and it was obvious with her satisfied expression. Spreading her legs not caring at all for anything as usual, she would turn to the girl. "You plan to get up eh? And if you are still hungry, we can call for more, eh?"