However, even if Leng knew, she wouldn't care. What's the point of refusing a lipstick given by a one-year-old brat?
Shisui clenched his fists, pondering what the Clan Head and his wife truly meant. Did he intend to control Leng's marriage, making her marry his son, who was four or five years younger than Leng?
He would absolutely not let such a thing happen. Although he also liked Itachi very much, Itachi himself would never have such an idea, but he couldn't stop his parents' schemes and calculations.
"Thank you, Itachi. Please thank Sister Mikoto for me. It's a very unique gift, and it's the first time I've ever received one."
Leng naturally had no intention of applying makeup, but since it was someone's kind intention, she couldn't very well say she didn't like it.
When Shisui heard that it was Leng's first time receiving rouge from someone, he felt even more useless. Why did he give a cake? He could have made rouge himself.
Although Itachi was still a clueless little kid, Shisui still listed him as a threat.
"Oh, it's lipstick. Granny Zhili has never received such a gift. I didn't expect Leng to be receiving lipstick at such a young age."
Uchiha Chiri looked at Shisui's micro-expressions and the bewildered Leng with amusement, finding it truly entertaining. Seeing this scene, she felt her mindset become youthful again.
"Granny Zhili is naturally beautiful and doesn't need these external things to enhance her beauty."
Leng thought Chiri was saying this because she envied Leng for receiving lipstick from someone, so she immediately comforted her.
"Interesting, Leng really doesn't seem like a little girl."
Although Chiri said this casually, in Leng's ears, it was like a thunderclap. She almost thought Chiri's Mangekyo Sharingan could see the gender of a person's soul.
"Leng, do you like this shade? Quickly put some on and try it. I'm sure it will look great." Tsunade thought that if Leng, with her cute and cool demeanor, applied lipstick, she would look incredibly beautiful.
"Ah? Let's not, Tsunade-jie jie. It's almost noon, time for lunch."
Leng's expression stiffened. She absolutely refused to put that stuff on. That was her last bit of stubbornness.
"It's okay. Mother said this lipstick doesn't easily come off, so it's fine even when eating." Itachi sat upright on the sofa and specifically explained his mother's instructions.
"Leng, don't worry. Sister Mikoto's taste is very good; it will definitely suit you." Kushina, enjoying the show, was thick-skinned and didn't notice Leng's reluctance.
"Ah? This, this, my lips have been a bit chapped recently. Just applying some lip balm will do." Leng almost couldn't hold back.
"It's okay. Mother said this lipstick has the effect of lip balm." Itachi, unable to read the atmosphere, added another blow at this moment.
Leng and Shisui's fists were almost crushed. Leng was scheming in her mind whether she should give Itachi a sex change operation, so perhaps Itachi wouldn't experience those tragedies in the future.
Don't doubt Leng's surgical skills now. A male-to-female sex change operation is still very simple for her. With just a light cut, plus Yang Release to regulate hormone levels, hehehe.
A knock on the door interrupted Leng's fantasy. Leng immediately seized the opportunity to escape, running to open the door at lightning speed.
"Yo, Leng, Happy Birthday! This is a gift from me, your magnificent self. I spent a whole night making it. Do you like it?"
Obito held a picture frame in his hand, but inside was a painting made of fallen leaves and branches. Uh, Leng could only barely make out that it was a drawing of herself.
However, it belonged to the abstract school. But the cleverness of this painting lay in the fact that while the form wasn't similar, the spirit was. One could only say it was a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse.
Sometimes, spiritual resemblance is easier to identify than formal resemblance. There must be many people in this world who are formally similar, but very few who are spiritually similar.
"Thank you, Obito-Nii. It's drawn very well, I like it a lot." Leng took Obito's gift and invited Obito, along with Rin Nohara and Kakashi behind him, into the room.
"See, Kakashi? I told you Leng would definitely like it. Your taste is still too poor. You need to learn more compared to me, your magnificent self."
Obito seized the rare opportunity to surpass Kakashi and immediately began to mock him with full force.
"Tch, Leng is just too polite to refuse someone's birthday gift. No matter what you give her, Leng won't say she doesn't like it."
As everyone knew, Kakashi had two major treasures against Obito: one was his sharp, unforgiving tongue, and the other was his dead-fish eyes that equally disdained everything.
"Alright, alright, stop arguing, you two. Let's go inside quickly. Minato-sensei and Kushina-shishō are here, and so are many seniors."
If there was anyone who could pacify the two who were about to stage a full-blown brawl, it was probably only Rin Nohara. Kakashi turned his head away and stopped talking, while Obito's face flushed as he felt Rin pulling his hand.
"Since almost everyone has arrived, let's go to Barbecue Q and feast! Don't worry, I've already reserved enough barbecue sets."
Leng felt that most people had arrived, so she planned to soothe her empty stomach. Once everyone started eating, they wouldn't try to make her put on lipstick anymore.
"Of course, but before everyone goes to eat barbecue, Leng, please look at the gifts everyone has given you, and then after eating the cake Shisui gave you, we can depart." Uchiha Chiri elegantly picked up her teacup, reminding Leng that doing so would not be impolite.
"Ah?" Leng was stunned. She had always thought that gifts from others shouldn't be opened in front of them, right? Were the Japanese dramas she watched in her previous life all fake?
"Leng, what are you spacing out for? Let's start with Granny Zhili's gift, since she's the oldest." Tsunade saw Leng zoning out and immediately shook her awake.
"Alright." Leng stood up and took the gift box Granny Zhili handed her, slowly untying the ribbon.
"Leng, do you like it? This is a jade hairpin for styling hair that my mother gave me when I was preparing to get married. Now I'm giving it to you. It's a pity Granny won't see you get married."
Uchiha Chiri had a teasing look, even theatrically covering her eyes with a handkerchief, but Leng could still hear the playful tone in Granny Zhili's voice.
The jade hairpin was indeed beautiful, but she absolutely did not want to get married, and she certainly didn't want to style her hair. However, it would be good for collection, after all, it should be an ancient artifact from the Sengoku period.
"Uh, thank you, Granny Zhili. I like it very much." Leng said the words against her will, gritting her teeth.
"Leng would look so beautiful wearing this jade hairpin. It would be even more perfect if I could put it on her myself." Shisui thought of such a scene, and a look of intoxication appeared on his face.
"This is my gift, the Yin Seal. I hope Leng stays youthful forever." Tsunade directly handed Leng a scroll tied with a ribbon. This was the guarantee of eternal youth for Uzumaki Mito and herself.
"Thank you, Tsunade-jie jie." Leng really wanted the Yin Seal, but not for eternal youth. Instead, she felt that this kind of artificial meridian and dantian-like object had great research value.
Chiri looked at the gift Tsunade gave with surprise, but then she smiled softly. The last gift she was going to give Leng was also not bad. She hoped Leng could continue to observe this world for her.
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