The atmosphere at the door sank into a strange silence. Both their throats felt dry, not knowing what to say.
"Aoba!"
In the end, it was Uzumaki Kasui who broke the silence.
Aoba also snapped back, "Aunt Kasui…"
Kasui pinched his cheek, then lightly kissed his forehead, "Good night."
After speaking, she directly went inside and shut the door.
Then she leaned against the door, slowly slid down, and sat at the entryway.
Covering her face with both hands, she kept letting out miserable groans.
"What the hell is this?"
'What have I done?'
'I actually... to my daughter's boyfriend…'
'This is really shameless beyond belief!"
And she hadn't even said the rest earlier. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to show her face in Konoha anymore.
———
When Aoba went back home, his heart was also hard to calm.
Honestly speaking, Uzumaki Kasui, already a mother, with the nourishment of these years, had not only a fuller figure, that graceful body at every moment carried a kind of ripe charm.
"What's wrong with you?", Konan looked doubtfully at Aoba, who, after returning, was staring blankly.
She couldn't help but reach out and poke his face.
Aoba instantly returned to his senses, grabbed Konan's delicate hand, eyes burning hot.
"Konan-neesan…"
"Mm?"
Konan froze slightly, seeing his expression, she immediately understood, the corners of her mouth curved upward, and she pushed him away with her hand.
"Go bathe first. You reek."
"Alright."
———
When Aoba finished bathing and went to Konan's bedroom, Konan had already changed into the exquisite kimono she had just received, lying on her side on the bed.
The kimono's hem had slipped down to her waist, her smooth snow-white long legs revealed in full view.
She even winked teasingly and said with a smile, "Aoba, do you have confidence to help me put this kimono on properly?"
"I've never helped anyone wear a kimono before. Can Konan-neesan teach me?"
"Is that so? Then sister has to carefully tutor you."
———
Late at night, the tutoring ended. Aoba fetched a glass of water, brought it back, and let Konan drink to soothe her throat.
"Konan-neesan, what work did you do in Akatsuki before?"
"Mm?"
Konan, who had just wet her throat, hadn't recovered yet, "Why do you ask that?"
"I often have missions with Yugao-neesan and the others. If you're home alone, won't it be boring?"
Aoba thought of when he came back and saw her looking like a lonely empty-nest elder.
Konan hesitated for a moment, but still answered, "I was responsible for managing the organization's finances. Normally, the money members earned was managed by me."
"Mm?"
This time Aoba hesitated, because he thought of that gag. Kakuzu slaving away his whole life to earn money, only for Konan to burn it all up with a single explosion tag.
He didn't know if it was true.
While he was still pondering, Konan suddenly pinched his waist.
"Konan-neesan?"
Konan looked at him with a trace of reproach, "Why are you dazing off all of a sudden? Don't tell me you're thinking of some other woman?"
"No!"
Aoba replied decisively, then continued, "I was thinking of telling my sensei tomorrow about this, to let her arrange a financial job for you."
"Wouldn't that be inappropriate? After all, I'm from Amegakure…"
Konan was still somewhat hesitant.
Aoba, however, was unconcerned, "What's the big deal? Samui and the others are from Kumogakure, too. I believe in you, Konan-neesan."
"Thank you, Aoba."
"It's nothing. But Konan-neesan, you have to promise me one thing."
"What is it?"
"Never secretly use the village's money to buy explosive tags!"
"Ah?"
———
The next morning, Aoba woke up groggily in Shizune's arms.
He couldn't help smacking his lips.
Still half-asleep, Shizune seemed disturbed, frowned, let out a muffled hum, then opened her eyes.
"Aoba!"
Shizune unhappily hugged his head tighter.
Only then did Aoba realize the situation wasn't quite right. He quickly massaged Shizune's wound and softly apologized.
"Sorry, Shizune-neesan."
Shizune pinched his nose, then let him go, got up, and began dressing.
"I'll prepare breakfast. Aoba, go call Lady Tsunade."
"Okay."
Aoba walked skillfully to Tsunade's bedroom door, not even thinking about knocking. He directly turned the handle.
Click!
A crisp sound rang, but the door didn't open.
"?"
A question mark popped above Aoba's head. Immediately, he grew angry.
The door was locked from inside.
She was guarding against him.
Too heartbreaking.
Aoba formed hand seals, and in the next instant appeared inside Tsunade's room.
Luckily, he had already left a Flying Thunder God marker there.
But when he appeared in the bedroom, the scene before him made Aoba's eyes widen.
Boing! Boing! Boing!
Tsunade was already awake, and was changing clothes.
At the instant her nightdress slipped off, Aoba directly witnessed the "World Cup's" gold content.
'Too terrifying.'
"Brat?", Looking at the suddenly appearing Aoba, Tsunade froze for a moment.
Then she instinctively grabbed clothes to cover herself.
But she simply couldn't cover it. It was too large.
"Sensei, actually I came to wake you up."
Feeling the murderous aura swelling off Tsunade, Aoba swallowed hard.
But his eyes didn't move away at all. He was very honest.
"Heh, you don't know how to knock?", Tsunade gnashed her teeth.
"I thought Sensei was still asleep, so I wanted to come in and sleep with you a little longer."
Aoba gradually straightened up. After all, he was the one in control here.
Tsunade still had to cover herself to avoid being exposed.
Tsunade caught onto his thoughts, glaring, "I'm already awake. I need to change."
"Oh!"
"…Get out!"
"No."
"…"
Tsunade took a few deep breaths, then, forcefully suppressing her shame, changed clothes right in front of Aoba.
This was the first time Aoba had ever seen Tsunade change clothes. The scene was truly shocking.
When Tsunade was fully dressed again, she looked at him, the blush gone from her face, her fists clenched, eyes shining dangerously.
"Alright, are you ready to take a few punches?"
Aoba knew he couldn't escape a beating. He simply lay down on Tsunade's bed that she hadn't had time to tidy.
"To see someone as beautiful as Sensei change clothes. Even if I die today, it's worth it!"
Hearing this, Tsunade's mouth twitched. For a moment she was speechless at this brat's shamelessness. Then, sneering coldly, she strode toward Aoba.
"Then you can leave your last words!"
As she spoke, Tsunade raised her fist, ready to smash it down at Aoba lying on the bed.
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