Although her personality was strong and irritable, it was precisely because of this that she was more sensitive, especially in matters of the heart, which made Kirito's recent words feel incredibly heartwarming to Temari.
Chapter 29: Sarada
[Ding! The quest to eat at Temari's house has been completed. You have gained 100 passion points.]
[Ding! The quest to help Yoshino has been completed. You have gained 500 passion points.]
[Ding! The quest to touch Temari has been completed. You have gained 500 passion points.]
As soon as Kirito left Temari's house, a series of three quest completion notifications rang out.
With these three quests completed, Kirito's passion points had now reached 2100, enough for two more draws.
[Ding! make-out paradise quest: Go to Sakura's house for dinner. Time remaining: one hour. Reward upon completion: 100 passion points.]
Just as Kirito was about to draw, the make-out paradise system issued another quest.
"Go to Sister Sakura's house for dinner?" Kirito was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the sky. The sun was already slowly setting.
Holy cow, I actually played with Sister Temari for so long?
Seeing the sun about to set, Kirito finally realized how late it was.
After a moment of hesitation, Kirito walked towards Sakura's house.
At this moment, in Temari's bedroom, Temari lay on the bed, staring vaguely at the ceiling. Today's experience was truly beyond her expectations, even a bit absurd.
However, Temari did not reject the feeling of intimacy with Kirito.
"Oh no! It's so late!" Temari also noticed the sun gradually setting outside the window. She abruptly sat up and quickly put on her clothes.
She still had to make dinner!
When Temari passed the bathroom, she hesitated, but ultimately decided not to take a shower. She enjoyed the scent Kirito left on her, as this feeling made her feel like she had a man.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
After buying some fruit on the street, Kirito went straight to Sakura's house and knocked on the door.
"Who is it? Coming!" Sakura's voice came from inside.
"Click!"
"Kirito, why are you here?" Sakura was surprised to see Kirito outside the door.
Kirito glanced inside, and seeing no one else, he embraced Sakura, exhaling a warm breath into her ear and saying, "I missed you, Sister Sakura."
Sakura trembled all over, her body instantly becoming soft and weak, leaning into Kirito's embrace.
"You, you let go quickly. My mother-in-law and Sarada are home!" Sakura's face was slightly red, and she shyly pushed Kirito away.
"Don't be afraid, we'll just be sneaky," Kirito said with a smile.
Sakura shook her head and said, "Stop messing around, Kirito, let go quickly. It'll be so awkward if mother-in-law and Sarada see us."
"Sakura, who's here?" A voice came from inside, startling Sakura, who quickly pushed Kirito away and smoothed her clothes.
"It's Kirito, he said he came to see you." Sakura finished, then changed the subject, saying, "Mother-in-law, I'm going to make dinner. You chat with Kirito."
With that, Sakura fled back to the kitchen.
Mikoto walked out of the living room, dressed in homewear, looking gentle and virtuous. Her loose T-shirt accentuated her full chest, making it even more alluring, and her long, straight legs had no excess fat.
Mikoto's skin was fair and delicate, her dark, smooth hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her exquisite features were incredibly captivating, especially her clear, bright eyes, which sparkled like jewels.
Combined with Mikoto's mature and sophisticated aura, she was simply a top-tier beauty.
"Oh, Kirito is here, come in quickly and sit down." Mikoto came out of the house, greeting Kirito.
"You, why did you buy so much fruit when you came?" Mikoto looked at the large bags and small packages of gifts in Kirito's hands, saying with a hint of reproach.
"Aunt Mikoto, I just haven't seen you in a long time, so I brought you some things, and I'm also here to freeload a meal. You don't mind, do you?" Kirito scratched his head, saying with a simple smile.
"Silly child, I'm overjoyed that you came to see me, how could I possibly dislike it? Come in, come in." Mikoto took the bags and packages from Kirito's hands, placed them aside, and then pulled Kirito towards the sofa.
Mikoto's small hand was cool and smooth. Just holding Kirito's hand gave him an electric sensation.
Kirito followed Mikoto into the living room and saw a little loli sitting on the sofa watching TV. When she saw Kirito, she jumped off the sofa and ran to Kirito, asking in a childish voice, "Are you my daddy?"
Sarada's words stunned Mikoto and Kirito, and also stunned Sakura, who had just come out of the kitchen to get something, her eyes turning red.
Sarada's innocent voice revealed how much she longed for a father's love, making Sakura's nose tingle and almost bringing her to tears.
Sarada had never seen Sasuke since birth and never knew what Sasuke looked like. It was normal for her to mistake a man who suddenly appeared in the house for her father.
"Sarada, I'm your Brother Kirito. What? Don't you recognize me?" Kirito squatted down, stroking Sarada's head, comforting her.
Although by seniority, Sarada shouldn't call him brother, he didn't want to be called old, so they each called each other what they liked.
Hearing Kirito's words, Sarada pouted her small mouth, looking aggrieved.
"It seems Sarada really forgot me. She used to cling to me for hugs every day!" Kirito picked up Sarada, rubbing her small head as he spoke.
Mikoto often used to bring Sarada to show off, and naturally, Kirito also often played with Sarada in the past.
"But you're not my daddy," Sarada mumbled.
Listening to Sarada's mumbling, both Mikoto and Sakura felt a pang of sadness. This girl, who usually seemed well-behaved and sensible, was actually very insecure.
Kirito smiled, pinched Sarada's baby-fat cheeks, and asked with a smile, "But Brother Kirito can play with you!"
"Play what?" Sarada asked, blinking her big eyes.
"What do you want to play?" Kirito countered.
Sarada tilted her head in thought. After a long while, she blinked her big eyes at Kirito and said, "I want to ride a horse!"
"Sarada!" Mikoto immediately sternly exclaimed upon hearing Sarada's words.
"It's fine," Kirito waved his hand, smiling indifferently.
"Yay!" Sarada, seeing Kirito agree, immediately jumped up excitedly.
Kirito also stood up, stretched his limbs, and gestured for Sarada to climb onto his back.
"Haha…" Sarada clapped her little hands happily, then lay on Kirito's back, letting him carry her slowly.
"Horseback riding! Horseback riding!" Sarada rode on Kirito's back, her two chubby little legs swinging, looking very joyful.
Chapter 30: Let Me Be Sarada's Father
Mikoto stood aside, watching the happy Sarada, a doting expression appearing on her face.
Sarada usually had no other friends besides her classmates at the Ninja Academy, and at home, she had no other entertainment besides watching TV.
Now, seeing her playing so happily with Kirito, Mikoto naturally showed a genuine look of relief.
Kirito, being ridden on his back by Sarada, didn't feel any discomfort or impropriety. After all, children are like this, and it's no big deal.
"Alright, Sarada, come down from your Brother Kirito's back. It's time to eat." Soon, Sakura finished cooking and came out of the kitchen, calling to the happily playing Sarada.
Sarada was very obedient. Hearing Sakura's voice, she dutifully got off Kirito's back and sat at the dining table.
"Brother Kirito, after dinner, I still want to ride a horse!" Sarada blinked her small eyes, looking at Kirito with anticipation.
"Okay, after dinner, we'll continue riding a horse," Kirito readily agreed.
"Kirito, don't spoil Sarada," Sakura advised helplessly.
"What's the big deal? Children are meant to be spoiled." Kirito said indifferently.
As he spoke, Kirito put some food on Sarada's plate, saying with a chuckle, "Come, little Sarada is growing, eat more."
"Thank you, Brother Kirito!" Sarada smiled sweetly, obediently lowered her head, and began to eat.
Dinner was eaten quickly, and Sarada wanted to ride a horse right after.
"Sarada, you just ate. Let your Brother Kirito rest for a while," Sakura quickly stopped her.
"Brother Kirito~" Sarada tugged at Kirito's clothes, whining.
"Ride, if Sarada wants to ride, Brother Kirito will play with you for a while," Kirito said with a chuckle.
"Yay! Brother Kirito is the best!" Sarada jumped up excitedly, clapping her hands in praise.
Sakura shook her head helplessly, clearing the dishes and going to the kitchen.
After washing the dishes, Sakura sat on the sofa with Mikoto, watching Kirito and Sarada play.
"It's getting late, Sarada, it's time for bed." After a while, Mikoto, seeing it was late, said to Sarada.
"But I still want to play!" Sarada pouted her small mouth, protesting to Mikoto unhappily.
"No, it's already very late, and you have school tomorrow," Mikoto coaxed gently.
Sarada pouted her small mouth, looking at Kirito with longing eyes.
"Be good, listen to Grandma and go to bed," Kirito said with a smile, stroking Sarada's small head.
Sarada puffed out her cheeks, staring at Kirito with her big, watery eyes for a few seconds, then obediently followed Mikoto upstairs to bed.
Seeing Sarada and Mikoto go upstairs, Kirito sat beside Sakura and said, "Sarada is so cute."
Sakura's little heart couldn't help but beat rapidly when she saw Kirito sit beside her, and a faint anticipation rose in her heart.
"I rarely see Sarada this happy," Sakura sighed.
Kirito reached out and put his arm around Sakura's waist, saying, "Then, Sakura, are you willing to let Sarada be happy?"
"You let go quickly. My mother-in-law and Sarada are upstairs," Sakura shyly pushed Kirito, her cheeks flushed.
However, Kirito held Sakura's slender waist tightly, affectionately rubbing against her neck, and said, "Sarada is lacking a father's love."
Hearing Kirito's words, Sakura was stunned, then sighed, a hint of sadness appearing on her pretty face.
She also knew this. Ever since Sarada could remember, she had never felt any fatherly care. She often asked where her daddy was, and Sakura could only give evasive answers.
Over time, Sarada stopped asking, but when she saw other children with their fathers, she would show envious eyes.
"How about, let me be Sarada's father," Kirito whispered into Sakura's ear, exhaling a soft breath.
"Huh?!" Sakura suddenly looked up at him when she heard Kirito's words.
"I promise, I will definitely treat Sarada like my own daughter," Kirito vowed seriously.
After hearing Kirito's promise, Sakura fell silent, then suddenly shook her head, firmly refusing: "No, absolutely not."
Seeing Sakura's firm refusal, Kirito didn't push further. Instead, he picked her up and made her sit on his lap.
"You, what are you doing?" Sakura was startled, saying in a panic.
"Shh," Kirito put his index finger to Sakura's lips and said, "Quiet, don't let Aunt Mikoto and them hear."
"What exactly do you want to do?" Sakura asked in a low voice.
"Sarada rode for a long time just now, I'll let you ride for a while too," Kirito said with a mischievous smile.
"No… I don't want to." Sakura immediately denied it, although deep down she wasn't completely against it.
"Since you don't want to ride me, then I'll ride you." Kirito gave a wicked smile, then pushed Sakura onto the sofa, his handsome face slowly drawing closer to her.
"Mmm mmm mmm!!!" Sakura's eyes widened, looking at the handsome face so close, her heart beating even faster.
Kirito's nose touched Sakura's fair cheek. Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from Sakura, Kirito involuntarily kissed her.
"Mmm~" Sakura instinctively struggled for a moment, but soon lost herself in Kirito's domineering and wild assault. Sakura felt soft all over, her breathing quickened, and gradually, she forgot to struggle, allowing Kirito to kiss her.
In fact, with Sakura's strength, she could have easily broken free from Kirito's control and kicked him away, but she didn't. Perhaps deep down, she also wished to embrace and be intimate with Kirito.
Kirito and Sakura kissed passionately, inseparable, until both were almost breathless. Only then did Kirito reluctantly end the fervent kiss.
"Hmph… Hmph…" Sakura gasped violently, her clear eyes now crimson, as if veiled in a misty fog, full of allure.
This wasn't her first intimacy with Kirito, but each time, a strange feeling would arise in her heart, like a special emotion surging within her.
"Sister Sakura, you're so beautiful," Kirito said dazedly, looking at Sakura's delicate and alluring face.
Sakura was shy from Kirito's praise. Her face burned hot, and an inexplicable emotion spread through her.
Seeing Sakura like this, Kirito couldn't help but kiss her once again.
This time, Sakura didn't dodge. Instead, she closed her eyes, cooperating with Kirito's kiss.
"Sister Sakura, I want you!"
Chapter 31: Increasing Marital Affection
"Bang!" Kirito's figure flew backward, hitting the wall, then bouncing to the ground.