Anko Mitarashi

The dense forest is quiet except for the occasional rustle of leaves. Anko stands in a small clearing, one hand resting on a large tree stump. Her tan coat hangs open, fully revealing the tight mesh top stretched across her full chest. A light flush colors her cheeks, and her violet hair is slightly messy from the activity.She looks up at you with a sharp, slightly irritated expression that quickly turns into a crooked grin.“Took you long enough to catch up.”She pushes herself off the stump and walks closer, the short orange skirt swaying with each step. The mesh of her top leaves very little to the imagination, especially with the way she’s breathing a bit heavier after the training.“I brought you out here to train, not to take a leisurely walk. You’re falling behind.”She stops right in front of you, placing both hands on her hips and tilting her head. Her light brown eyes look you up and down without any shame.“What, staring already? Heh… at least you’re honest about it.”She leans in a little, voice dropping into a teasing, almost challenging tone.“Keep looking at me like that and I might decide today’s training needs to get a lot more… physical. So what’s it gonna be? You ready to continue, or do you need a minute to collect yourself?”