Konan was panting, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.
Her heart raced, her entire being immersed in a strange yet pleasurable sensation.
Was this what kissing felt like? She suddenly understood Samui and Mabui a little better.
Konan refocused on Shinho.
He was still kissing her, but had moved from her lips further down. She instinctively wrapped her arms around his head, her skin trembling slightly as a deeper flush crept up her neck.
"Wait!" Konan abruptly grabbed his wrist.
Shinho felt a pang of regret.
He was this close to measuring the true size his secretary.
"I..." Konan hesitated for a few seconds. "I need some time to think."
Shinho blinked. Think about what? Could it be...?
His heart skipped a beat.
"Mm," Shinho said magnanimously, like a perfect gentleman.
Konan pursed her lips.
After spending so much time with him, she understood Shinho fairly well. She guessed he was probably quite pleased with himself right now.
"Here." Shinho pulled out a tissue and handed it to her.
"Thank you." Konan tilted her head back slightly, using the tissue to wipe her neck.
Shinho licked his lips.
He could still smell her faint fragrance.
From her lips to her neck, Konan was soft and sweet.
Just then, two lines of text appeared before Shinho's eyes. He paused, surprised. Was it already nine o'clock?
..
[Achievement unlocked: 'Impersonating the Hokage' Danzo Shimura. Reward: Star Eyes Gu.]
[Star Eyes Gu: Rank Six Immortal Gu, Star Path type. Temporarily transforms the stars in the night sky into the Gu Master's eyes for observing.]
..
Shinho couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. This was good stuff!
Although Star Eyes Gu was only Rank Six, its value was extremely high.
Like the Spring Autumn Cicada, it was ranked among the Top Ten Mystical Gus, and its effect lived up to the name.
All stars could be used as eyes; wherever starlight touched, the Gu Master could see. It was arguably the most powerful reconnaissance Immortal Gu.
In other words, Shinho could use it to monitor the entire shinobi world; no one could escape his gaze.
Of course, the only drawback was that it could only be used at night, when the stars were out.
It was useless during the day.
"Lord Hokage?" Konan noticed his distraction and tentatively called out.
"It's just that Konan-nee is so beautiful," Shinho said with a smile, recovering his composure.
The sudden compliment felt a bit out of place.
Konan was momentarily taken aback, speechless yet pleased.
Although she didn't usually care about such things, it mattered who the compliment came from.
Shinho glanced at Konan's neck; the moisture had been wiped away.
He cleared his throat. "Konan-nee, please go to Konoha's maximum security prison."
"...?" Konan looked at him questioningly.
"It's about Danzo," Shinho explained casually. "He's outlived his usefulness. I'll leave him to you."
"How should I handle him?" A glint appeared in Konan's eyes.
"Kill him, torture him, whatever you want," Shinho said, pausing for a moment. "Just don't let him escape."
"Certainly not," Konan shook her head. "Yahiko's death was partly his fault. It's time he paid the price."
Yahiko? Shinho remembered. Danzo had indeed been involved.
The infamous shadow kage of the shinobi world truly lived up to his name.
"Then I'll leave it to you," Shinho said, looking at her.
"Thank you," Konan said sincerely.
"You're welcome," Shinho replied with a smile. "I've already received my thanks."
Konan thought of the kiss and her heart trembled. She bit her lip, bowed, and turned to leave.
Shinho stretched.
He felt that the day Konan fully embraced his Will of Fire wasn't far off.
Then, like Samui and Mabui, she would become his most excellent Hokage secretary..
Konan's restraint had left him feeling a bit stuffy.
He immediately thought of Samui. Because her figure was comparable to Tsunade's, Shinho preferred her company to Mabui's.
But Hinata's image quickly surfaced in his mind.
They hadn't interacted much since the final training session. It was time to see her again.
Using the Territory Gu, Shinho quickly pinpointed Hinata's location. She was at the training grounds of the First Ninja Division.
Fixed Immortal Travel!
Shinho appeared beside Hinata and covered her mouth with his hand. Hinata was about to react, but a familiar sensation washed over her and her body relaxed.
Glancing at Hanabi and the others training in the distance, Shinho lifted Hinata into his arms and jumped into a nearby giant tree.
The dense branches provided cover from their sight. To be safe, he also erected a protective barrier around them.
After all, Hanabi had already awakened her Byakugan.
"Shi...Shinho-kun..." Hinata trembled slightly, sensing what was happening.
"Have you missed me?" Shinho lowered his head and nuzzled her neck, inhaling a fragrance different from Konan's.
"Yes," Hinata whispered, her white eyes misting over.
She was in Shinho's arms, surrounded by his scent.
But it was his hands, exploring her body, that truly tested her resolve.
"Shi..." Hinata's face flushed crimson.
She instinctively grabbed his wrist, but it was too late.
The zipper on her clothes had already been pulled down, revealing her fishnet undershirt.
"Here...here?..." Hinata's voice was filled with shyness and embarrassment.
She never dreamed this would happen in a tree, and, worse, with Hanabi and the others so close by.
If she was gone too long, they would surely notice and come looking for her.
The thought of being discovered made Hinata shudder. She would have to leave the City of Fire that very night.
"It's alright," Shinho said softly, his movements gentle. "They won't find us."
"But...but..." Hinata bit her lip hard, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. The mist in her eyes seemed to liquefy, her eyes becoming watery and alluring.
Shinho couldn't help but let out a breath as it went in.
He and Hinata were truly a match made in heaven, a perfect fit.
"Hinata," Shinho gently caressed her stomach. "How does this feel?"
"Fi...Fine," Hinata stammered after a few seconds.
"Good," Shinho pulled her closer. "Come with me to the beach in a few days."
"Mm," Hinata's voice trembled.
A wave of dizziness washed over her; her body was no longer under her control. But through sheer willpower, she managed to stay conscious.
Her clothes, now discarded, lay scattered around them.
Her pale skin was exposed to the air, but instead of feeling cold, it grew warmer.
Hinata's blush deepened; her boundaries, already pushed to their limit, could be pushed no further.
"You won't be alone," Shinho whispered, leaning in close, his chin resting on her shoulder as his mouth sucked in her skin.
He looked down, only to feel a wave of dizziness;
All he saw was dazzling light.
Shinho reached out and grasped the light.
"Ah? Oh."
Hinata nodded subconsciously, through her suppressed moans, no longer understanding what Shinho was saying.
On the training grounds, while Shinho was occupied, Hanabi stopped her training and looked towards the edge of the field.
Not seeing Hinata, she froze.
Because of the heat, they took breaks every couple of hours to drink water.
Usually, Hinata was the one to remind them.
It was strange that they had been training for so long without a break, and now Hinata was nowhere to be found.
Did she just leave? No, impossible.
With Hinata's personality, she wouldn't leave without telling them.
"Has anyone seen my sister?" Hanabi asked, puzzled.
"No," Amaru and Fu shook their heads.
"Let's take a break then," Hanabi said, suppressing her unease.
The three went to the side of the field and drank from their water bottles.
Suddenly, Hanabi's body stiffened.
A possibility dawned on her. Hinata held a high position now; even if there was an emergency or someone came looking for her, it was unlikely she would leave without a word.
But there was one exception, Shinho.
Hanabi exhaled, a hint of envy in her eyes.
She didn't know how Shinho felt about her, but she had sensed a subtle attraction.
However, given their positions, was it truly possible? Unless both Shinho and Hinata were bot willing...
Hanabi fell silent. It seemed impossible no matter how she thought about it.
Suddenly, she paused.
She sensed an unusual shaking in a nearby tree.
There was no wind; why was it moving? Could it be...?
Hanabi had stumbled upon them once before.
As the thought crossed her mind, her heart pounded, a jolt running through her body.
She instinctively stood up. She wanted to be sure. If she was wrong, wouldn't it mean her thoughts were too impure?
Hanabi walked to the tree and looked up, but saw no one. She activated her Byakugan, but still found nothing.
I see. Hanabi patted her cheeks. Honestly, what am I thinking all the time?
Up in the tree, Shinho winced.
Hinata was biting her lip tightly, not making a sound. Her heart was racing, her emotions in turmoil.
If Shinho wasn't worried she would faint, he would have made a noise to attract Hanabi's attention.
He couldn't help himself; his actions were no longer controlled by reason.
Time passed slowly.
After their break, Hanabi and the others resumed training.
In the quiet air, Hinata's breathing became audible. She took deep breaths to calm her racing heart and mind.
"Hinata," Seeing her state, Shinho could no longer hold back.
The next second, Hinata lost consciousness again with a gasp.
The moment made her forget about Hanabi and the close call they had just had.
She didn't know how much time passed before she woke up with a shudder.
The warm August breeze brushed against her skin, but the warmth she felt within was far more intense.
"Shinho-kun," Hinata looked up at Shinho. "Will I...get pregnant?"
"Definitely," Shinho said, holding her warm body close.
"Mm," Hinata closed her eyes. "Shinho-kun, I'm a little tired."
"Sleep," Shinho whispered.
Moments later, Hinata's breathing evened out.
She was a novice, with zero battle experience, yet she had fought hard without retreating.
With a wave of his hand, Shinho used his immortal essence to erase all traces of their presence. Then, he vanished with Hinata in his arms.
Sleeping in a tree was uncomfortable; as there wasn't enough room to stretch out.
So, he teleported them straight back to his own room.
"Hmm?" Shinho sensed someone in the living room.
His Territory Gu told him it was Tsunade. He was puzzled. Wasn't she filming in the village? Why was she home so early? It wasn't even noon yet.
Shinho placed Hinata on the bed, changed his clothes, and left the room.
"Brat?" Hearing his footsteps, Tsunade turned and saw him, a stunned expression on her face. "Why are you home so early today?"
Shinho sat beside her and naturally took her hand. "I should be asking you that."
Tsunade leaned closer and sniffed. "Whose scent is that?"
"Hinata," Shinho said cautiously.
"That poor girl," Tsunade snorted. "She was such a good girl."
Besides the fragrance, there was another scent she was very familiar with.
She hadn't expected a traditionally raised girl from the Hyuga clan to do that before marriage.
It didn't take a genius to figure out who was responsible.
"What do you mean 'poor girl'?" Shinho corrected her. "She's lucky."
"Nonsense," Tsunade rolled her eyes.
"Let's talk about you," Shinho coughed, changing the subject. "Why are you home so early? Did something go wrong with the filming?"
"No," Tsunade shook her head. "I came home to confirm something."
"What is it?" Shinho asked curiously.
"I'm pregnant," Tsunade looked at him, a smile spreading across her face. "I've confirmed it. I'm pregnant."
"What?!" Shinho raised his voice involuntarily.
Although he had known this day would come, the reality of it felt completely different.
Excitement, joy, and disbelief washed over him.
"I'm pregnant," Tsunade repeated.
"That's wonderful!" Shinho hugged her tightly. "Thank you, Sensei!"
"What are you thanking me for?" Tsunade chuckled. "It's not like I did it all by myself."
"It's mainly your contribution!" Shinho kissed her.
"Alright!" Tsunade flicked his forehead. "I would be worried If I habn't gotten pregnant with all that."
Although she said that, the smile on her face couldn't be contained.
This pregnancy held much meaning for her.
Shinho watched her, grinning from ear to ear.
"I'm the one who should be thanking you," Tsunade wrapped her arms around his neck. "Brat."