She was like a curious cat. She wanted to learn everything Rayhan had shown. When Rayhan had said that she could learn flying as well. She was so excited that she wanted to learn it right there. Rayhan told her that it would take weeks if not months to learn flying. She felt dejected and sulked.

After a moment of silence, she gazed into his eyes and said, "You know, I was 6 when I first heard of you."

"Oh. What did you hear?" Rayhan was a bit curious about this.

"It was about the demon's invasion, you silly. Did you kill a grandmaster-level fighter back then?" She asked with hopeful eyes.

"Yeah. Hehe. Isn't your husband amazing?" He boasted shamelessly.

"Hmph! You must have gotten lucky." She snorted.

"Haha. A bit lucky, yeah." He said.

After that, there was a long minute of silence. Her breasts were being pressed against his chest.

Just when Rayhan was getting more aroused, She looked away and said in a mosquito-like voice, "I didn't know what killing a grandmaster implied at that time. Neither did I care. But I thought your name 'Rayhan' was cool."

She blushed harder after ending her sentence and didn't meet his eyes.

"Haha. I think my name is cool too." He laughed with a smug expression.

Annin gave her a stare and turned her head away again.

He forcefully brought her back into his embrace and started to take deep whiffs from her. His hands started roaming her body and caught her ass. Her ass was fleshy, giggly, and soft.

"Don't" She said in a small voice but Rayhan continued to explore her body and asked, "And did you hear anything about me after that?"

"Of course, silly, You are so famous. Everyone has heard of you." She replied.

"Lil wife, Can you not call me silly or stupid?" He said helplessly.

"Who is a little wife? I am a big wife. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid." She mumbled.

"Okay. Okay. Stop." He said. He realized that this little girl was a bit pampered. He liked that part of her though.

After another bout of silence, She spoke, "I was planning on running away during the tournament."

He understood the implication of that sentence. It was simple. She didn't want to get married. So he asked with curiosity in his voice, "Why didn't you run away then?"

"No reason." She replied.

"Hey, Come on. Tell me. Now, I am curious." He said.

"No"

"Tell me"

"No"

They bickered for a while.

In the end, He was unable to get his answer. Only after a decade, Rayhan would learn about the real reason. The reason was simple. Annin had been a huge fan of his for a long time. She had wanted to marry him since she was six. After Rayhan's undefeated streak, She had liked him even more. After seeing his cute appearance during the tournament, she decided to not run away. Despite being 30, Rayhan didn't look a day over 20. She knew that Rayhan could easily win the tournament. Therefore, She had stayed.

Soon Rayhan started to kiss her face. It was the prettiest thing he had ever seen. He was not able to control himself in this situation. He bit down on her chubby cheeks. Slowly he moved his lips to her cherry lips and started nibbling at them. After a while, she also gave in and their tongue started to wrestle. He slid his hands inside her clothes and cut her bra open with his fingers and started slowly stroking her breasts. Her breathing got heavier. When he pinched her nipples, she cried out with a welp. He slowly tore down her upper clothes and her fleshy mounds were on full display. Rayhan ogled at those perfect breasts and planted his face on them. When he started to pleasure her nipples with his tongue. She pushed his head away from her breasts.

'It seems the pleasure is too intense for her. I will have to take it slow.' He thought.

He massaged her breasts for quite a while. Slowly, she was adjusted to that level of pleasure. Then he played with her pink nipples with his fingers. After that, he went back to licking and sucking her nipples. It started to get fiercer and She had opened up her defenses.

He took off his clothes and pulled down her lower garment as well.

When he saw her shaved pussy, he bitterly laughed and thought 'Damn. This girl was already prepared.'

He spread her legs and saw that her hymen was still intact despite all the martial arts she had learned. It was strange but he did not give it any mind.

He climbed on top of her and positioned his dick in a position perfect for penetration. With one hand he guided his dick to her pussy, slowly opening up the tunnel. With another, he stroked her face.

While slowly penetrating, he could see that tears had welled up in her face because of pain. He was a bit confused. A martial artist should have been able to bear this level of pain easily. After a few minutes of coaxing and comforting her, he suddenly thrust and submerged most of his cock inside. She cried in pain again but her cries turned into moans in a matter of minutes. Rayhan did not want to get rough with this little lady. So, he took his time and ejaculated after 20 minutes.

He was surprised to see a lot of blood on the sheets. He had deflowered Fanfan, there was not 1/5th of the blood that had been spilled. This was yet another strange point.

He cleaned her up and dressed her up as well. He felt kind of guilty and his stock of Senju bean had been decreased to 71 tonight.

Although she was healed up with Senju bean, he did not penetrate her again. They talked about their life so far. He told her about the time when he challenged dojos when he was traveling to Karin's tower. She told him about her interest in weapon manufacturing. Only then did he learn that her family specialized in weapon making. She told her about her girlfriends and who she like and who was a bitch but she had just pretended to like. She was excited to show her husband to her friends. She acted like a little demon who wanted to 'face slap' some of her friends. He did not want to do that now so, he promised that he would go to visit her friends with her later.

He told him about Korin, his master, his Dad, his Mom, His lineage, and Tiger martial arts school. He was feeling rather awkward about telling her about Fanfan.

But he decided to tell her after a minute of internal struggle, "When I was 17, I brought home a girl named Fanfan. I have been using her for sex."

She cut him off when he was speaking, "So what? She is just a little mistress. Powerful men should have few mistresses. Isn't she just a servant?"

"Yeah." He replied. Indeed, he had treated Fanfan like a servant over these years. When he first met her, he had shown her a bit of emotion but after ravaging her over the years, he had lost interest in her, She had become his servant in his subconscious. He had just used her as a tool to take his dick in and swallow his cum.