After the serious business was over, Aoba held Samui and sat in the office chair.
There was a trace of confusion in his eyes.
He realized that these past two days, every time he wanted to seriously talk about proper matters with someone, things would always take a strange turn.
Though he was enjoying it.
Still, sometimes he felt like he had fallen a little.
"Lord Aoba, are you still not satisfied?"
Samui was sitting on Aoba's lap, leaning comfortably in his arms. She naturally noticed the change in his mood and thought he had not been satisfied.
"Uh, no. I just suddenly remembered something," Aoba explained.
"Is that so?", Samui fell into thought. She was not sure whether he was satisfied or not.
After all, she did not have much experience. This was only the second time, and she lacked any other comparison.
In the past, Samui had only learned about such things from books.
Generally, proper educational books said that three to thirty minutes at a time was normal.
But in some exaggerated novels, it could last for several hours.
Although she had been in a dazed state for a long stretch earlier, her sense of time still felt like it had been over an hour.
Of course, that was not Aoba's limit, but her own.
If it had gone on any longer, she probably would not have been able to work today.
"Lord Aoba, how long can Yugito usually last?"
Samui decided to make a comparison with her good friend.
"Yugito?"
Aoba did not expect her to ask about that. After thinking for a moment, he answered, "With her, it depends on the situation. Probably two to three hours."
'That strong?'
Samui could not help widening her eyes.
'As expected of a jinchuriki, her physique really is powerful.'
But she also had her own advantages.
"Lord Aoba, if you don't mind, next time I can try wearing Lady Tsunade's clothes."
"What?"
Aoba was startled at once. But when he imagined that scene, his breathing unconsciously grew heavier.
'But if Sensei finds out…'
"Ahem! Forget it. If Sensei found out about this, she might beat both of us to death."
"It's fine. If Lord Aoba likes it, we can do it secretly. Lady Tsunade will definitely not know."
Samui coaxed him step by step. She was fully making use of her strengths, a standard ninja way of thinking.
"…"
Aoba did not answer immediately. He pressed his lips together.
"Although your suggestion is tempting, I still have to tell you, you're not anyone's substitute. And I don't need a substitute for someone else."
"I understand."
Samui nodded, but soon asked again, "Then do I still need to prepare Lady Tsunade's clothes?"
"Uh… Sensei's clothes should suit your figure pretty well. Preparing two pieces to wear occasionally isn't a big deal."
In the end, Aoba was still moved.
Of course, this was not about substituting anyone. He simply thought Samui would also look good in Tsunade's outfit.
Hearing this, a faint smile unconsciously curved on Samui's usually cold and proud face.
To be honest, Aoba could be described as overbearing and arrogant toward outsiders. But after staying by his side for a while, he would always somehow make people feel a little cute.
"Alright, time to talk about proper matters."
Aoba changed the somewhat dangerous topic and patted her raised curve, immediately causing a ripple.
"The moment I came in, you used this to test me. Is there something else going on?"
"I heard that the Fourth Raikage and Sensei Bee have already been captured by you. What do you plan to do with the ordinary villagers of Kumogakure?"
Samui was very calm. She was not someone blinded by love.
It was just something done along the way. Even if he did not agree, she would not lose anything.
As long as it was in moderation, this really was a rare way to relax.
No wonder Yugito was completely wrapped around his finger.
That one was simple minded, probably thinking only about comfort and going with whatever felt good.
Aoba did not mind.
"I came to talk about this. Yesterday, Uchiha Madara appeared in Kumogakure. I fought him outside the village. Affected by the battle, Kumogakure is now basically gone in name only."
"You and Mabui both have experience managing Kumogakure, so I plan to let you handle the follow up management and reconstruction."
"Me and Mabui?", Samui was surprised.
"Mm. But with Kumogakure in its current state, rebuilding won't be easy. Your workload will only increase."
Aoba reminded her, then asked, "You can move normally now, right?"
"Mm," Samui nodded.
"Then hurry and tidy up. Once Mabui comes back, I'll take you to Kumogakure first."
"Alright."
Samui did not delay and efficiently began tidying up.
The Sealed Space was lifted.
Samui resumed organizing the documents she had been halfway through before Aoba suddenly appeared.
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Not long after, Mabui returned.
When she saw Aoba sitting in the chair with his eyes closed in rest, she paused slightly.
Then she glanced at Samui, who was organizing documents to the side. The faint blush lingering on her originally fair cheeks had not completely faded.
Some aftereffects were not so easy to disperse.
For a moment, Mabui felt like she could smell the scent from Samui's room back then in the office.
She vaguely guessed something.
'No way. Is Samui really that bold? Is she not afraid of being discovered?'
"Mabui, why are you staring at me?"
Samui noticed Mabui's gaze and subtly turned her face away.
"…"
Mabui did not know what to say. Judging from Samui's reaction, her guess was probably right.
She quietly glanced at her own desk. There should not be any strange traces left behind.
"Mabui's back? Then tidy up and get ready to depart."
Hearing the movement, Aoba opened his eyes and stood up from the chair.
"Depart? Depart where?"
Mabui looked confused. She had just returned.
Aoba did not hide it.
"Kumogakure!"
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When Samui and Mabui appeared in Kumogakure together with Aoba, they could hardly believe this was their village.
'Where has all those towering mountains gone?'
Except for the areas originally built as shelters, more than ninety nine percent of the buildings had been destroyed.
But in the end, Kumogakure had brought this upon itself.
Fortunately, the casualties among the ordinary villagers were not large.
Most of them had already entered the shelters at the fastest speed when the Six Paths of Pain invaded.
And Aoba had deliberately avoided letting the battle affect the shelter locations.
After all, he had promised the little secretary.
The appearance of Aoba and the other two naturally attracted the attention of the villagers currently searching for supplies in the ruins.
Some ninja immediately became alert and took out kunai, but after recognizing Aoba's face, they silently lowered them again.
He did not even need to threaten them.
The surviving ninja and villagers of Kumogakure silently gave up resistance.
They had completely lost their fighting spirit.
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