Smooch!
Aoba directly pressed down the about-to-get-up Tenten, a kiss landing on her smooth forehead.
"?" Tenten blinked her black eyes, not yet reacting, her head full of question marks.
"Tenten…", Aoba took the opportunity to lie down beside her, reaching out to wrap his arm around her soft slender waist, gently pulling her into his embrace.
He buried his face into the crook of her neck, gently sniffing, "I really like the scent on your body…"
"You… you're a p*rvert, aren't you? I'm all sweaty right now!", The ticklish sensation on her neck made Tenten's face blush, and her previous anger imdiately vanished without a trace. She could only barely maintain a fierce expression while weakly pushing him away.
Trying to push this p*rvert off before he did sothing more outrageous.
But Aoba kissed her cheek again.
"You… you bastard…", Tenten lay sideways in Aoba's arms, his arm wrapped around her. Her hands could only press against his chest, separating them slightly.
But her face was full of his warm breath, and her originally fierce expression suddenly turned unsure and flustered.
Completely forgetting about being angry.
"Bastard?", Aoba raised his right hand, pinched the bun on her head, and then bit down on her soft pink lips.
"Mm…", Tenten's eyes imdiately widened. She pushed at Aoba's chest, struggling instinctively.
Seeing it wasn't working, her pushing hands instead hooked around his neck, obediently closing her eyes.
For a mont, the air around them seed to beco hot and humid.
"No… no more!", Finally, still retaining a shred of rationality, Tenten cupped Aoba's face and forcefully moved his lips away from hers.
But her pink lips were glistening, looking like candy, making Aoba unable to resist licking them again.
Tenten instantly turned her face away, blushing.
"Big p*rvert…"
Aoba stopped teasing her and lay on the grass holding her by the waist.
"Still mad?"
Tenten gave a light snort and pinched the soft flesh at his waist, "Very mad!"
"Then what should I do to stop you from being mad?", Aoba rolled over, his gaze fixed on her moist eyes.
Tenten's eyes dodged slightly, thinking for a mont, "If you spend ti training with during this period, I won't be mad anymore."
"This… Sensei might still need my help," Aoba had an innocent expression. That was the truth.
He had taken a leave today, but he couldn't possibly do so every day.
But speaking of which… he didn't seem to be Hokage yet.
Why did he have to work every day?
Tenten paused at his words, rembering that he had been working at the Hokage office recently, "Is Lady Tsunade… planning to make you Hokage?"
Aoba nodded, "Sensei does have that intention, but it'll still take so ti. After all, I'm still just a genin right now."
"Pfft~ what kind of genin can beat a Tailed Beast?", Tenten couldn't help but laugh lightly and punched his chest, "Forget it. Since you have real responsibilities, I won't bother you."
Aoba was touched and kissed her on the cheek again, "Tenten, you're really the best."
"Hmph! Slick talker," Tenten wiped her cheek and snorted lightly.
Then she slipped out of Aoba's embrace and bounced up from the ground.
"I'm going to keep training."
"I'll join you."
Aoba also stood up.
———
The sun gradually set, and the two at the training ground seed to have rediscovered the feeling of their childhood days.
"Tenten, I have to head back first," While helping Tenten organize her scrolls, Aoba suddenly said.
Looking back at everything he had done today, he really did feel a bit like a scumbag.
Tenten paused, glanced at the sky, and nodded, "Mm… I should head back too."
———
After sending Tenten ho, Aoba returned ho as well. In the living room, only Uzuki Yugao was present.
"Yugao-neesan, why are you the only one here?"
"They're in the bedroom changing clothes."
Uzuki Yugao pointed at a set of clothes on the sofa, "We've also prepared yours. Go try it on."
"Thanks, Yugao-neesan."
Aoba gave a peck on Yugao's cheek, then took the clothes and entered his own bedroom.
Uzuki Yugao smiled. If it were any other ti, she would've pulled him into her room already.
But with more important things coming up, she held back for now.
———
[In the Bedroom]
Temari was holding a beautiful evening dress, standing in front of the mirror, her expression sowhat hesitant and nervous.
Even though she had already accepted it long ago, facing the upcoming engagent ceremony, she couldn't help but feel a little tense.
Her ti spent with Aoba had been too short.
Unlike in the other room, Terumi i already knew Aoba thoroughly.
So-called engagent for them was rely a little spice in their relationship.
Suddenly handing over the rest of her life to soone else, no matter what, it was a bit nerve-racking.
'Hoo~ this is also for Sunagakure.'
'At the very least, I must protect the village,' Temari comforted herself silently.
Then she took off the everyday outfit she had been wearing for a while and changed into a purple evening dress with black stockings.
This was recomnded by Uzuki Yugao.
She said it had a very elegant flavor.
Afterward, Temari tried a few poses in front of the mirror, revealing her graceful curves.
She was a few years older than Aoba and already had a well-developed figure.
But as a ninja, and also living in a place like the Land of Wind, Temari had always gone without makeup and rarely dressed up.
Now that she was actually dressed up, she still felt a bit confident.
"But… seems like it's still not quite enough…"
Temari thought of Terumi i again.
Compared to the mature older-sister type Terumi i, she was still too green.
After pondering for a mont, Temari abandoned her usual four-ponytail hairstyle, putting her hair up to expose her smooth neck.
Finally, she put on a pair of red lace-up low heels and walked out of the bedroom.
Uzuki Yugao, Aoba, and Terumi i were already in the living room.
Unlike Temari's purple dress, Terumi i wore her favorite water-blue evening dress.
Her makeup was flawless as usual, and her slightly curled brown long hair lay voluminously over her shoulders.
This couldn't help but make Temari a bit envious, 'Should I grow my hair out too?'
The climate of Sunagakure wasn't suitable for long hair, so her hair wasn't very long.
But now that she'd be living in Konoha permanently, maybe she could try.
Aoba had also changed into a fitting suit, making him look more mature and steady than usual.
At the mont, the two of them were intimately arm-in-arm, standing together.
Uzuki Yugao was helping them adjust their outfits.
Her gaze instinctively fell on their interlocked hands.
'Should I also hold Aoba's hand like this?'
'That would be more like a fiancée.'
Under the surprised gazes of the three, Temari also walked to Aoba's other side.
She held his arm and asked, "Are we going now?"
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