"Eh?", Hanabi still wanted to say sothing, but suddenly felt her little butt seem to leave Aoba-oniichan's lap, and her field of vision gradually rose.
Only then did she realize she was being lifted up.
Turning her head, she t her sister's angry gaze.
"On… Onee-san…", Hanabi's expression was a bit stiff.
"Little Hanabi's getting more and more mischievous lately," Hinata's expression was gentle, but her eyes were already ready to kill.
"Aoba-oniichan! Save !", Hanabi imdiately cried out to Aoba for help, reaching out to hug him.
But her whole body was lifted back by Hinata with one hand, and her pair of short little arms flailed in the air, not even able to touch the corner of Aoba's clothes.
Aoba originally wanted to help diate between the two, but after seeing Hinata's gaze, he decisively gave up.
He could only silently mourn for Hanabi in his heart.
Then Hinata, right in front of Aoba, perford a full butt drum routine.
She had been pretending to be sick to skip class, but now she was really sick.
"Wuwuwu~ Sister is a bad person, Aoba-oniichan is also a bad person, actually didn't help ," Hanabi lay on Aoba's thigh, crying tearfully and accusing Aoba of standing by and watching.
At the sa ti twisting her body, "I want Aoba-oniichan to apply dicine for … wuwuwuwu!"
Her originally whimpering voice suddenly turned into a loud cry, as Hinata, who was applying ointnt to her, increased her force a little.
Hanabi didn't dare speak anymore.
Aoba could only hold back laughter, gently massaging her head to compensate.
But as he massaged, at so point, Hanabi actually fell asleep, and drooled onto his pants.
———
"Do you need to stay with you a while longer?"
Standing at the entrance of the Hyuga clan compound, Aoba handed over the sleeping Hanabi in his arms to Hinata.
The little girl was still a bit unwilling, and it took so effort before Hinata took her.
"This evening is the engagent ceremony. Aoba-kun should still need to go find the others, right?"
"Mm…", Aoba nodded apologetically.
"Then you'd better go quickly," Hinata said very considerately, but her expression quickly changed, "The wound on your lip is not allowed to be treated."
"If it's sothing Hinata wants, a whole lifeti is no problem."
"A whole lifeti… even one day is enough," Hinata's face flushed red.
'A whole lifeti, doesn't that an getting bitten every day?'
After saying goodbye to Hinata.
When Aoba passed by Tenten's ninja tools shop, he didn't find her.
Her parents told him she had already gone out for special training.
He looked at the ti, and simply decided to go find Yakumo first, then have lunch with Tenten when it was ti to eat.
Aoba arrived at the Kurama clan's compound.
As if he had been expected, the guards at the gate didn't stop him at all, directly letting him in.
He had just entered Yakumo's residence when he saw Yakumo, though she didn't notice him.
The sunlight today was exceptionally bright, or perhaps it was just because the weather was so nice.
Yakumo was lying on a recliner sleeping, sunlight filtering through the branches, dappled across her face.
Peaceful and serene.
Two slippers lay casually on the ground, two delicate white jade feet hung quietly, occasionally swaying slightly.
On her chest was a book, looked like she had been reading and fell asleep from tiredness.
Aoba walked to her side.
Still thinking about whether to wake her up, his gaze was suddenly drawn to the title of the book in her hand.
[Imprisoning the Playboy Boyfriend]
"..."
'This book title…'
'Sothing's off, very off.'
He gently removed her hand, picked it up and skimd through it.
Suddenly… For Yakumo's physical and ntal health, he had to carefully examine it.
"Is it interesting?", A voice suddenly rang out.
"So-so… uh," Aoba looked toward the girl on the recliner. Sohow, Yakumo had already opened her eyes.
A pair of brown eyes looked at him with a faint smile.
Aoba silently closed the book and placed it on the wooden table nearby.
"Cough! Cough! As a ninja, you should read fewer books like this."
"But I read books to learn. If I don't read…", Yakumo suddenly sprang up from the recliner.
Opened her arms and wrapped them around Aoba's neck, clinging to him like a koala, her legs clamping his waist.
"Could it be that Aoba ca to teach ?", Her face got very close, her large watery eyes staring intently at him.
She didn't care who bit the wound on his lip; what mattered was that she had to go one step further.
She had fallen too far behind and needed to catch up.
"…What could you possibly learn from this book?", Aoba didn't even want to expose her.
"There's a lot to learn. There's even water style ninjutsu lessons in it," Yakumo answered seriously.
'The water style you're learning is definitely not the serious kind.'
"...", Faced with this Yakumo full of p*rvy garbage, Aoba truly didn't know what to say.
But Yakumo's lips curved slightly, "If Aoba is willing to teach , I won't read books anymore. As for that Temari girl, I'll turn a blind eye."
"You weren't waiting here for on purpose, were you?", Aoba suddenly realized.
He had wondered why she showed no sign of jealousy, it turns out it was preditated.
"Mmhm," Yakumo's response was ambiguous.
Aoba pursed his lips, "Yakumo, you now…"
"If it's just touching, no problem!"
"You…"
"My mom and dad aren't ho today, you know…", Yakumo cut off what Aoba was going to say.
Aoba didn't say more, placed both hands on her butt, and walked toward the bedroom.
Of course, he wasn't actually going to go all the way.
(Water Style: Water Dragon Bullet Technique)
———
Aoba was organizing the sheets he had changed.
He was thinking about whether to wash them or just use a fire style jutsu to burn them and destroy the evidence.
He turned back to look at Yakumo lying on the bed.
Though she had returned to normal, she was still resting with her eyes closed, not moving at all.
Her skin still held so lingering blush, and the air was still faintly sweet.
Aoba hesitated and asked, "Yakumo, was this your first ti?"
"Mm…", Yakumo lazily nodded, answering very directly, "I didn't know how, so I wanted Aoba to help ."
"...", This surprised Aoba a bit.
"But Aoba was really skilled, didn't seem like it was your first ti," At this mont, Yakumo suddenly turned over, squinting at Aoba.
"Uh…", Aoba showed an awkward expression, unsure how to reply.
But Yakumo's attention shifted again, "Aoba, are you feeling uncomfortable now?"
———
Aoba left the Kurama clan compound alone, Yakumo didn't co out to see him off.
Because she was currently in a state of limp arms and legs.
Yakumo may have been cooperative, but she was also quite exhausting.
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