After finishing her inspection, Kurenai thought again of Aoba's teasing words, and the corner of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.
'As if I should thank you or something!'
'You even hand-washed underwear and panties. That's way over the line!'
'Hm? We seem to already be boyfriend and girlfriend now, so I guess that's fine.'
'Wait!'
Yuhi Kurenai suddenly thought of something else. She rushed out of the bathroom and looked at Aoba in disbelief, her face flushed red as she asked in a trembling voice, "Um… the sofa..."
Aoba blinked in confusion, but quickly understood what she wanted to ask. He reassured her, "Kurenai-nee, don't worry. No strange smells will be left behind."
Yuhi Kurenai's entire face turned nearly liver-purple, followed by an overwhelming wave of shame.
Because she suddenly remembered why they had left the sofa and gone to the bedroom last night.
She had drunk too much last night, and on top of that, it was her first time experiencing something like that. At the critical moment, it was hard not to lose control.
At some point, the window in the room had been blown open by the rain, and the rain poured in like a downpour.
It drenched both her and Aoba, and soaked the sofa completely.
That was why the two of them went back to the bedroom. She had actually done that kind of humiliating thing right in front of Aoba.
As those mortifying memories surged up at this moment, Yuhi Kurenai felt like she had completely lost all face.
She couldn't help covering her face and squatting down, letting out a series of "woo! woo! woo!" sounds, looking utterly hopeless.
Watching Yuhi Kurenai suddenly squat down and cover her face, Aoba found it rather amusing, wondering if she might get so embarrassed she'd start rolling around on the floor.
"Kurenai-nee, it's fine. That kind of thing happening last night is just human nature. It's normal."
"Woo! Woo! Woo!"
Yuhi Kurenai continued her muffled wailing.
Aoba sighed helplessly and continued, "Besides, what happened last night is something only you and I know. No one else will know."
"Woo?"
Hearing that, Yuhi Kurenai's wailing abruptly stopped. She suddenly lifted her head and stared blankly at Aoba.
"That's true… only we know…"
"Kurenai-nee, I absolutely won't—hm?"
Aoba hadn't even finished making his promise when Yuhi Kurenai suddenly pounced at him.
"I'm taking you down with me!"
A person can die, but must not die socially.
———
After it was over, Yuhi Kurenai sat blankly on a chair, staring at Aoba busy in the kitchen. The light had completely gone out of her eyes.
That embarrassing thing hadn't only happened yesterday. It had actually happened again just now. And right in front of him.
She had wanted to take Aoba down with her, but after just a couple of moves she was subdued, and that bastard even used genjutsu to control her and dragged her into the bathroom.
Then she was like a doll, as Aoba carefully washed her inside and out.
Because it was too stimulating, plus she had drunk quite a bit, and had just woken up, so, under Aoba's shocked expression, the only saving grace was that this time it was in the bathroom, so nothing else got dirty.
Thinking about it, Yuhi Kurenai covered her face again, "I really can't face anyone anymore!"
"It's not that serious."
Aoba walked over carrying two plates of food, his expression also a bit helpless.
He was starting to wonder whether Yuhi Kurenai had some kind of special constitution.
Yuhi Kurenai lowered her hands and looked at the helpless expression on Aoba's face, gritting her teeth as she said, "Isn't it all your fault, you jerk!"
"My fault?"
Aoba froze for a moment. During the bath just now, Yuhi Kurenai really had been under his control. That actually did seem like it was his fault.
An awkward expression appeared on his face, but at this point it wasn't good to dwell on it any further, so he hurriedly changed the subject.
"Since things have already come to this, Kurenai-nee, you must be hungry now. Let's eat first."
After putting the dishes on the table, he hurried back to the kitchen. "There are more dishes. I'll bring them out."
"This bastard!"
Watching Aoba's guilty-looking retreating figure, Yuhi Kurenai felt like laughing, but thinking of how embarrassing she had been just now, she couldn't bring herself to smile.
Grr~
She had wanted to stay mad a bit longer, but when she saw the food on the table, rich in color, aroma, and taste, her stomach betrayed her with a sound.
'Since it has come to this, might as well eat first.'
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Half an hour later—
The table was a complete mess.
Although it was called breakfast, at this time it was already almost lunchtime. The dishes on the table had been completely wiped clean.
Aside from a little soup left in the black chicken soup, everything else was eaten spotless. Even a big basin of red bean rice was finished.
"Ah! I'm full!"
Yuhi Kurenai lazily slumped on the sofa, her right hand rubbing her slightly rounded belly.
"It looks like you're pregnant with a little baby."
Aoba walked over with a smile, even making a show of touching her belly, and was about to press his ear against it.
But a slender hand grabbed his ear, forcing him to face Yuhi Kurenai's embarrassed and angry eyes.
"Behave yourself!"
"Oh."
Aoba immediately put on a serious expression again, though he kept helping her rub her belly, saying solemnly, "There will be one sooner or later."
Yuhi Kurenai's face instantly turned bright red, but she didn't stop him, because it did feel pretty comfortable. The bloated feeling eased a lot.
After letting out a breath, she spoke again, "It's been so long since I last ate food you made. I ended up eating too much without realizing it."
"If Kurenai-nee wants to eat it, you can eat it every day. You could also move in with me. That way you wouldn't have to eat store-bought bento alone at home every day."
As Aoba spoke, his expression clearly carried a hint of reproach.
Yuhi Kurenai frowned slightly and said unhappily, "What right do you have to assume I eat bento every day? I-I can cook too, you know!"
Aoba couldn't help pinching her cheek as he continued, "Because your fridge is full of pre-bought bento boxes, and there isn't even a single piece of fresh fruit."
Yuhi Kurenai forgot about that and didn't know how to retort for a moment. But she actually didn't really want to move to the Senju clan grounds right now.
Then she realized he was still pinching her cheek, and seemed to find an outlet for her frustration. She slapped his hand away and glared at him, "Watch yourself, you jerk. I'm the elder here!"
Aoba wasn't annoyed. He simply wrapped an arm around Yuhi Kurenai's slim waist, leaned in, and said with a smile, "Is that really so? I remember Kurenai-nee didn't say that last night. You even called me…"
"Shut up!"
Yuhi Kurenai suddenly exploded, once again pinning Aoba down onto the sofa. Both her hands clamped tightly over his mouth, not letting him say a single word.
Her face was once again completely red.
Last night she had wanted to let this guy clearly know who the real big sister was, but later she really couldn't hold on anymore. That was why she had no choice but to call him a few times... And then she passed out.
'What an infuriating bastard!'
"You're not allowed to mention this again in the future, got it?"
Yuhi Kurenai glared at Aoba under her, covering his mouth, "If you understand, nod!"
"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!"
Aoba immediately nodded obediently.
Seeing his reaction, Yuhi Kurenai finally let him go and withdrew her hands, though she still stayed on top of him.
She pursed her lips and continued, "Aoba… I think it's better to keep our relationship a secret for now."
Aoba blinked, "But I already told them."
"W-what? Then Anko she…"
Yuhi Kurenai exclaimed, then felt as if a shadow flashed past the corner of her eye.
She subconsciously looked up toward the window.
And then, she saw someone lying at the window, with a face wearing a grin that just begged to be punched.
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