Rasa responded casually without caring:
"It's okay."
In Rasa's opinion, Karura was probably changing clothes in the room now.
Rasa sat casually on the sofa next to him.
The technology in the ninja world was just this skewed, as if being in a mixture of different eras.
Rasa leaned his back completely on the sofa, his hands resting casually on the sides, and asked casually:
"What is your sister doing?"
Yasha Lian blinked her lively eyes and lowered her voice helplessly:
"Preparing ingredients for tonight in the kitchen."
He thought Karura was changing clothes in the room, but unexpectedly she was preparing ingredients.
Rasa also lowered his voice subconsciously and asked strangely:
"It's just past noon now. Preparing ingredients so early?"
Yasha Lian clapped her slender hands, seeming to have a headache too.
She glanced carefully at the closed door and whispered:
"Sister has been preparing since she woke up this morning. Seems to be preparing more than a dozen dishes."
"That's too exaggerated. I'm not a Taijutsu ninja; I can't eat that much."
Although Rasa's appetite was much larger than when he was on Earth.
It was just the difference of eating two or three more bowls of rice.
He hadn't become as exaggerated as those big eaters at all.
"I told Sister about this too, but she wouldn't listen. Can't help it."
"Really, Yasha Lian, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Karura's gentle and melodious voice came from that room.
After a while, the door opened, and a stunningly gentle and beautiful woman walked out.
Seeing Karura's attire, Rasa's eyes lit up.
Karura used to dress like an ordinary Jonin when outside, wearing the standard Jonin ninja outfit.
Now at home, she wore ordinary linen clothes.
Except for her overly outstanding figure and looks, she looked like an ordinary civilian woman.
At this moment, Karura looked at Yasha Lian calmly.
Although she didn't have a smile on her face now, she looked five points smiling even without smiling.
Combined with her tender skin and wandering beautiful eyes, she looked indescribably gentle.
Yasha Lian was stared at by her sister like this.
She immediately knew that her whispered conversation just now must have been heard by her sister.
Yasha Lian jumped up immediately, trotted all the way to Karura, took her hand, and shook it constantly.
While shaking her sister's hand, Yasha Lian said sweetly:
"I wasn't talking nonsense. Isn't this a fact~"
Rasa felt goosebumps rising as he watched Yasha Lian acting coquettishly with such a sugary voice.
Yasha Lian's usual image was a normal youthful girl.
Just a bit livelier compared to female ninjas of the same age in the Sand Village.
But he never expected that in front of her sister, she would have such a sugary image.
Except for looking at her sister a few times when pushing the door open, Karura's gaze was on Rasa for the rest of the time.
When she noticed Rasa's surprised look toward her sister, a blush appeared on Karura's fair face.
She embarrassedly withdrew her hands, which were constantly being shaken by her sister, and scolded softly:
"Such a big person, yet making such strange noises, like a child of a few years old."
"I've already pre-processed those vegetables and meat in the kitchen. You go tidy up the rest."
Scolded by her sister like this, Yasha Lian immediately lowered her head obediently and walked toward the kitchen.
As the kitchen door closed.
Yasha Lian's slightly bowed posture straightened immediately.
Her face no longer had the previous youthful liveliness, but instead a mature calmness.
She had never shown such a mature expression in front of anyone.
Even in front of her sister, with whom she was inseparable.
Everyone has their own little secrets, including Yasha Lian.
Yasha Lian sighed slightly, suppressing various negative emotions surging in her heart, and thought to herself:
"Sister, I've fought for a world for you two alone."
"Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to take the initiative and strive for your own happiness? You must seize it."
Although Yasha Lian was a few years younger than Pakura, due to her sister's education...
Her understanding of feelings was far more mature than Pakura's.
Perhaps a few days ago she was still a bit confused about her feelings.
But after hearing what her sister said yesterday afternoon, she also understood her feelings for Rasa.
One was her biological sister who had depended on her since childhood and taken utmost care of her; the other was the man she secretly loved in her heart.
Yasha Lian found it hard to give up either for a while.
But last night before going to sleep, she and her sister chatted about idle things, and suddenly the topic turned to Rasa.
Seeing the infatuated look on her usually intelligent sister's beautiful face, while her sister herself was unaware...
Yasha Lian understood her sister's determination.
She considered herself far inferior to her sister in terms of the depth of feelings for Rasa.
Moreover, as a younger sister, she had received her sister's care since childhood.
It didn't matter to yield to her sister on such things.
Thinking of this, Yasha Lian's heart beat rapidly, and her slender, fair small hands clenched into fists.
The force was so great that the backs of her hands lost color.
After a long silence, Yasha Lian held her breath.
She smiled faintly, a smile both sad and happy—sad for herself, happy for her sister.
Yasha Lian put on a black apron and began to process the ingredients that had been pre-processed and neatly arranged by her sister.
In the living room on the first floor.
Rasa straightened his back awkwardly, hands on his thighs, no longer relaxed as before.
Karura sat closely next to Rasa with a gentle smile on her face.
The distance between the two was so close that not even a finger could fit in.
Rasa didn't know what the situation was.
Since Yasha Lian entered the kitchen a few minutes ago, everything was fine at first.
He and Karura also exchanged greetings normally.
Especially after Karura sat on the sofa next to him, the atmosphere was particularly relaxed.
But he didn't know when it started.
Karura got closer and closer to him, sitting more and more toward this side.
At first, Rasa didn't notice this situation.
Because of his trust in Karura, he didn't pay too much attention to her actions.
And the atmosphere just now was indeed very relaxed, a feeling like getting along with Pakura, but a bit different.
But as Rasa smelled the increasingly strong fragrance and Karura's voice got closer and closer, it was already too late.
Rasa had now been forced to the corner of the sofa.
He awkwardly felt Karura's soft body elasticity tightly pressing against his body.
And the faint elegance constantly drifting from her.
Rasa in the dream and in reality were completely different people.
If he encountered this situation in a dream...
He might think for a while and then pounce fiercely, just like he did to Tsunade.
But this was reality. He did it, it would be cool, but what about the consequences?
The smile on Karura's face never disappeared.
Even though Rasa wasn't speaking now and the atmosphere was slightly awkward...
She seemed not to have noticed, her face still beaming with a smile.
"Rasa, why are you sweating on your face? Is it very hot?"
Karura seemed to have just noticed the expression on Rasa's face.
She hurriedly pulled a white cloth from her collar, carefully preparing to wipe Rasa's face.
Rasa witnessed Karura's actions the whole time.
When seeing her take the white cloth out of her collar...
And those two large steamed buns wrapped in conservative clothes shaking a few times as the white cloth was pulled out...
The corner of Rasa's mouth twitched slightly.
Is this way of keeping a white cloth something a normal person would do?
Am I not awake yet?
Just as Karura held the white cloth, preparing to wipe the sweat from Rasa's face, Rasa suddenly reached out and grabbed Karura's hand.
"Rasa, what's wrong?"
Karura blinked her gentle, water-like eyes and asked curiously.
"Karura, what exactly are you doing?"
Rasa's rough palm firmly grasped Karura's slender wrist. He finally couldn't help asking.
Asked by Rasa like this, a panicked look clearly appeared on Karura's face. Then she restrained her expression and smiled gently:
"Isn't it obvious? Wiping sweat for you."
Since Rasa had asked, as a single man for more than twenty years, he naturally asked to the end.
"Is there such a way to wipe sweat? It was normal yesterday. Are you under some genjutsu?"
Hearing Rasa's straightforward words.
The gentle expression on Karura's face finally disappeared. She waved her hand hurriedly and said in a flurry:
"No, I read in a book that if I do this..."
"The boyfriend will be very happy, so I did it. Absolutely not under any genjutsu."
Rasa's doubts were finally explained.
His expression relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief obviously:
"Don't do this next time. If you do this, I will feel very strange."
Just now, Rasa had suspected in his heart whether she was under some genjutsu.
He even guessed whether the things he did to Tsunade were leaked, and then Konoha sent people for revenge.
Although this kind of thing made no sense logically.
Whether it was the itinerary or other things, Rasa inevitably thought of these things.
"Also, which book?"
"I want to see exactly which book would teach people to do such strange things."
Karura's face was crimson, her lips moved, and she answered irrelevantly:
"Then does this mean you agreed to what I just said by default?"
"Agreed to what? Wait, boyfriend?"
Rasa asked subconsciously, then nodded in realization.
"Why do I feel like I've been tricked by you?"
"Never mind, boyfriend it is."
Rasa was already very satisfied with Karura.
He had planned to find a suitable time to confess before.
But he didn't expect Karura to take the initiative directly.
But this was fine.
Rasa didn't have any severe male chauvinism.
He wasn't particular about who confessed first between men and women.
As for the little tricks Karura just used on him, he didn't dislike them either.
Hearing Rasa's words, Karura didn't answer again, only tears flashing in her eyes.
Then Karura hugged Rasa with her whole body.
"Mm, I did it on purpose."
"Who let me be an old virgin who has never been in love?"
When saying the word "old virgin"...
Karura's crimson face turned even redder.
But she didn't stop talking about it, but continued:
"I didn't dare to ask you directly. What if you refused? But I didn't want to wait, so I could only beat around the bush like this."
Rasa put his hands gently on Karura's pink back, stroking slowly, feeling her elastic and firm back.
At this moment, Rasa's mood was a bit complicated.
He didn't expect his first girlfriend to be achieved like this.
Rasa originally thought his first girlfriend...
Should be him confessing to her vigorously.
Or a confession in the flames of war, entrusting each other's backs in a life-and-death battle.
But now like this, it didn't seem bad either.
Plain is a bit plain.