[Morning]
At so point, a light rain had begun to fall outside, drip by drip, and under the influence of this autumn rain, the temperature had dropped even further.
The bedroom windows were tightly shut, yet through the glass, one could still see the lively scene of pedestrians outside.
It was already getting late.
But Yuhi Kurenai was still lying on the bed asleep, the blanket draped over her back, fragrant shoulders half exposed. The spaghetti-strap nightdress she had been wearing last night was long gone.
Perhaps sensing the chill in the air, she frowned, then turned over, wrapping the blanket more tightly around herself.
Imdiately after, she subconsciously stretched out her pale, lotus-like arm and felt around beside her, as if searching for sothing.
But the space beside her was empty. She found nothing at all.
Yuhi Kurenai suddenly opened her hazy eyes and struggled to prop herself up into a sitting position. The blanket slid down along her satin-smooth skin, exposing to the air the body that had truly matured only last night.
She covered her slightly aching head, and after a mont of blankness, her expression flushed red with embarrassnt, then turned into a mix of resentnt and grievance.
"That bastard scumbag. He said last night he'd take good care of today."
Yuhi Kurenai clenched her teeth, already imagining how she would deal with that scumbag who had taken her last night and then disappeared without a trace this morning.
But… It didn't quite count as her being taken. It was more like she had taken that bastard.
At this mont, scene after scene from last night had completely resurfaced in her mind.
Drinking contest, sofa, nightdress. In the end, it really did seem like she had thrown him onto the sofa and then pounced on him of her own accord.
Only afterward, sothing even more embarrassing seed to have happened, which was why they had no choice but to move to the bedroom.
But in the end, it was she who, because of the alcohol and under Aoba's overwhelming strength, had passed out.
'Damn it, how could that bastard be so strong?'
'Clearly just a brat so much younger than , yet he is actually that...'
Still, that feeling was indeed sothing she had never experienced before, and sothing impossible to put into words.
It was nothing like when she was alone.
It was just that she herself seed a bit disappointing. After all, she was a genjutsu-type ninja.
'Wait!'
'That bastard wouldn't have seen that I couldn't keep up and then gone out in the middle of the night to find so other girl, would he?'
'Then doesn't that an I also need to train a bit more?'
"Ah! Damn it!"
Yuhi Kurenai held her forehead and shook her head. This ti there was no familiar hangover headache, but instead her mind was being invaded by all sorts of inappropriate thoughts.
"I can't keep thinking about this!"
Yuhi Kurenai shook her head hard again, trying to fling those intrusive thoughts out of her brain.
Only after her mind finally cleared did she lift the blanket covering her legs.
Fair, slender long legs and round, delicate white toes were exposed to the air, slowly stepping onto the solid floor.
Her skin was snow-white, smooth and delicate. Her figure was soft and full, without the slightest flaw.
There had originally been many red marks on her body, traces left from last night, but by the ti she woke up in the morning, they had all disappeared.
That was the power of the Sage Body.
If not deliberately controlled, she might even have reverted completely to her original state this morning.
If that happened, she would have had to suffer all over again.
Yuhi Kurenai opened the wardrobe and took out a wine-red silk robe, casually draping it over herself without even tying the belt.
She was preparing to go wash up in the bathroom.
Her body felt sticky and uncomfortable. She didn't know how she had managed to fall asleep like that last night.
Click!
Yuhi Kurenai twisted the handle, and the bedroom door slowly opened. Her nose twitched slightly, "What's that sll? It slls so good!"
As the gap in the door widened, an even richer aroma rushed straight into her nose.
Sizzle!
Not only did she sll it, she also heard the sound of oil and ingredients.
Hearing that sound, Yuhi Kurenai seed to realize sothing. She imdiately pushed the door open and ran out.
The next second, Yuhi Kurenai found herself locking eyes with Aoba.
At this mont, Aoba was wearing an apron and holding a spatula. When he saw Yuhi Kurenai, a smile imdiately appeared on his face.
But very quickly, his expression beca a bit strange.
"Good morning, Kurenai-nee."
"Y-you… you didn't leave?"
At this mont, Yuhi Kurenai herself didn't even realize that when she said this, her lips were already curling up who knows how high.
She had originally thought this guy had left last night to find other girls, and her heart had felt heavy because of it. Now that she saw him in her ho preparing breakfast for her, her mood naturally improved.
Though co to think of it, she herself had rarely cooked at ho. Usually, when she went out to buy alcohol, she would conveniently buy a few pre-made bento boxes.
She didn't even know where the ingredients in the house ca from.
Hearing this, Aoba's gaze stayed fixed on a certain part of Yuhi Kurenai's body as he said without blinking, "Didn't I say yesterday that I'd take care of you, Kurenai-nee? I usually wake up pretty early, and seeing that you were sleeping so soundly, I went out to buy so ingredients and ca back to cook."
Mm. Even though he had already seen it last night, Yuhi Kurenai really couldn't be underestimated.
She was just a bit careless with her strength, probably because she was drunk and still sulking.
If he hadn't been sturdy enough, his pelvis might really have been… cracked last night.
"So that's how it is!"
At this point, Yuhi Kurenai also noticed that Aoba's gaze was a bit off, fixed on sowhere on her body.
Not her face, but, she lowered her head and realized that when she had put on the robe earlier, she hadn't tied the belt at all. The breathtaking view was completely exposed.
That ant this beautiful sight had been fully taken in by Aoba. He'd gotten more than his fill.
"You jerk, why didn't you remind ?"
Yuhi Kurenai hurriedly pulled the robe closed, hugging herself as she shot Aoba a fierce glare. Her face was bright red, but she didn't have any other extre reaction.
Embarrassed was embarrassed, but after everything they'd done last night, what hadn't they already seen?
Thinking it over, she more or less let it go.
"..."
Aoba silently withdrew his gaze and said seriously, "Because you're too beautiful, Kurenai-nee. I got carried away looking."
"Bastard, don't say that kind of thing so seriously!"
Yuhi Kurenai snapped again in embarrassnt.
"Oh."
Aoba nodded obediently, then reminded her, "Breakfast will be ready soon. If you go shower now, Kurenai-nee, you should be able to eat a nice hot breakfast right after."
"Hmph!"
Hearing that, Yuhi Kurenai rely snorted. After giving him another sharp look, she headed toward the bathroom.
But the embarrassed, irritated expression on her face quickly turned into a faint smile as she turned away.
Though it felt a little strange, this was the first ti she felt that this cold room had a hint of what ho felt like.
However, when she entered the bathroom, she was imdiately left a bit dumbfounded.
Inside the laundry basket that was originally ant for clothes, a red spaghetti-strap nightdress was neatly folded, with a set of very sexy black intimate clothing placed on top.
'This… seems to be what I worn yesterday, doesn't it?'
And at this mont, Aoba's voice suddenly sounded from outside.
"Oh right, Kurenai-nee. I washed the clothes you changed out of yesterday, and I also cleaned the sofa. Everything's already been dried."
"You…"
"Don't worry, they were all hand-washed. No need to thank . Just a handy thing!"
Yuhi Kurenai: "..."
She cautiously picked them up and sniffed them. Thankfully, there was no strange sll, just the scent of detergent.
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