Uchiha Mikoto also only tasted it lightly, and when it was over, like an elder, she pinched his cheek, "Looking at you like this, you seem a little unhappy."
As she said this, the strength in her hand increased a bit, "Aoba, don't tell me you dislike me for being an old auntie?"
Aoba instantly snapped back to his senses, hurriedly shook his head and denied it, "Of course not, in my eyes, Auntie Mikoto will always be twenty years old."
"You sweet talker," Hearing this, Uchiha Mikoto's lips curved into a smile, finally letting go of the other's already slightly reddened face.
"Alright, Auntie won't keep you anymore. Sasuke will be back soon, and I still have to prepare dinner."
"Mm, goodbye Auntie Mikoto."
After saying goodbye, Aoba left directly.
Watching the boy's departing back, Uchiha Mikoto also sharply scanned the surroundings for a while.
Only after confirming no one had discovered her actions just now, did she quickly return to the house.
Leaning against the door.
Her pretty face, still lingering with the traces of the kiss, was dyed with a layer of blush.
"Phew—"
"It was just an elder's care for a junior, that's all."
Uchiha Mikoto took deep breaths, then patted her own face, trying hard to readjust her emotions.
Only… the place she had truly wanted to kiss just now wasn't actually the cheek.
Uchiha Mikoto returned to her bedroom, placed the gift box containing the kimono on the bed, and went out.
When she came back again, droplets of water hung at the ends of her hair, and her fair skin had a bit of redness.
She pressed her hot cheeks with both palms, then stepped forward and picked up the gift box.
It had been so many years since she last wore a kimono. She decided to try it on first.
If there was any problem, she could also tell Aoba in time.
Thinking this, she slowly unwrapped the box, carefully took out the sealed kimono inside, and began to put it on.
The process of dressing in kimono was after all complicated, and Uchiha Mikoto also spent quite some effort before she finally finished changing.
At this moment, the wind chime hanging on the front door downstairs rang again.
'Could it be that Aoba came back?'
Uchiha Mikoto was startled, and quickly returned to the living room.
But the one who appeared at the doorway was not Aoba, but her own son, Uchiha Sasuke.
This made Uchiha Mikoto feel slightly disappointed, "Sasuke, welcome back."
"Mom… huh?"
Uchiha Sasuke had originally wanted to greet her too, but the instant he looked at the clothing his mother was wearing, he froze on the spot.
"Mom, what you're wearing is… a kimono?"
Sasuke wasn't very clear on this either, sometimes he couldn't even tell the difference between a kimono and a yukata.
But right now, what Uchiha Mikoto was wearing was obviously far more gorgeous than a yukata.
"Mm."
Uchiha Mikoto also smiled and nodded, even deliberately raised her hand and twirled in front of Sasuke, "How is it, does Mom look good in this?"
Sasuke poured himself a glass of water, glanced casually twice, and then gave his evaluation, "Looks good. But Mom, why did you suddenly think of buying a kimono?"
"This was a gift from Aoba."
Uchiha Mikoto said with a smile.
Sasuke's hand stiffened as he was drinking water, "Aoba came over?"
"Right, Mom, did you forget to cook?"
He finally realized something was wrong, because usually when he came home at this time, there was always a full table of rich dinner waiting for him.
"Eh?"
Uchiha Mikoto immediately reacted, running toward the bedroom while apologizing, "Sorry, Sasuke, Mom will just change clothes and then prepare dinner."
"…", Sasuke let out an almost inaudible sigh, but soon the corners of his mouth slowly lifted up.
'Today, Mom seems to be in a really good mood.'
But immediately he grew troubled again, 'Why does Mom's mood always change as soon as that guy comes over!'
———
Aoba directly used Flying Thunder God to return home, worried that if he came back late, he'd miss dinner.
After all, his return today was news, and Konan and the others probably didn't know yet.
So when he suddenly appeared in the living room, at first no one noticed.
Konan was sitting all alone on the sofa, her somewhat languid figure looking very lonely.
'This scene…'
'Why does it look so much like an empty-nest old person?'
Shouldn't he find something for Konan to do too?
"Aoba-sama?"
Kin, who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, exclaimed in surprise when she saw Aoba.
Her voice instantly drew Konan's attention.
She immediately turned her head, and the languid look in her eyes lit up with radiance.
"Aoba!"
Aoba nodded toward Kin, then walked straight to Konan and embraced her.
"Konan-neesan, I missed you so much."
Konan also hugged him back, a genuine smile surfacing on her usually cool face, "I missed you too."
The two embraced for a long time. Kin and Yugito did not interrupt them.
"Yugao-neesan and the others went out on a mission again?"
As Aoba asked, he had already taken out the prepared gift box.
"Mm."
Konan first nodded, then curiously looked at the thing in Aoba's hands.
"What is this?"
"A kimono, bought while on this mission."
Aoba casually spoke the truth.
At that moment, he clearly felt Konan's movement as she accepted the gift box suddenly freeze.
She subconsciously raised her hand to cover the expression on her face, but still couldn't hide the corners of her mouth, which curved upward uncontrollably with joy.
"A kimono…"
Konan wasn't like Ino, a young girl on the verge of first love, letting all her emotions spill out. But even she could only barely control her feelings.
She sat beside Aoba, gazing at him, her eyes flowing like a spring of water.
"This gift… I really like it."
Konan set the gift box down again, but her gaze suddenly turned sharp and aggressive, "Now, use that ability of yours!"
"?"
Aoba immediately understood, and quietly expanded the sealed space, enveloping them all inside.
The atmosphere had already reached this point, so what followed naturally went with the flow.
Nothing more than undressing… and handing in the "rations."
———
The battle ceased, and peaceful atmosphere once again shrouded this space.
On the sofa, Konan, her cheeks tinged pink, lay satisfied in the boy's arms, her hair damp with sweat, scattered and sticking to her face.
The air was still filled with a faint, subtle scent.
"Konan-neesan?"
"Mm?"
"Are you hungry now?"
Actually, he was the one a bit hungry.
He hadn't eaten lunch before going to find Ino, then went to give Anko a beating, which cost him a lot of energy, and now another round just now.
Even if his body were made of iron, at this point his stomach was struggling to hold out.
Perhaps it was the stimulation of the kimono, or perhaps it was because they hadn't seen each other for almost ten days due to missions, tonight Konan was especially eager.
Normally, they would have dinner first, but tonight they skipped dinner and jumped straight in.
However, Konan shook her head.
"It's fine, really. Mainly, I don't have much of an appetite to begin with, and besides, just now I also…"
'Ate quite a lot.'
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