"So that's how it is…", Shizune wanted to say, 'I can answer your medical ninjutsu questions too, there's no need to trouble Aoba.'
But she knew, if she said that, she and Uzuki Yugao probably couldn't even be friends anymore.
For some reason, she felt a bit envious and disappointed in her heart. Right now at this dining table, it seemed like she was the only one who hadn't slept while holding Aoba.
'I have to find an opportunity…'
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[Nighttime]
A freshly bathed Aoba was sitting on the sofa reading a book.
Click~
When the bathroom door opened.
Warm steam surged out from the bathroom.
Uzuki Yugao stepped out wearing slippers.
Her smooth hair was still a little damp, and her waterfall-like purple long hair was draped behind her head.
Her delicate and light figure was wrapped in a loose purple nightdress.
Light and comfortable.
Two lotus-like arms faintly visible, her long and well-proportioned beautiful legs stepped out, extremely eye-catching.
Aoba focused all his attention on the book in his hands.
He felt like he probably wouldn't live much longer.
Immediately after, he felt a wave of moist warmth rush over, and an extremely gentle voice sounded by his ear.
"Aoba, we should go to bed…"
Aoba felt numb, blood rushing up. He felt like his energy might not be depleted, but he'd definitely lose a lot of blood.
"Yugao-neesan, didn't you still have questions about medical ninjutsu to ask?"
"Haha, Aoba's reaction is kind of cute," Uzuki Yugao sat down next to Aoba, then reached out her finger and tapped his slightly flushed cheek.
"Then explain those questions to me…", After the usual teasing, Uzuki Yugao's expression became a lot more serious.
"This problem needs to be handled like this first… then like that…"
"..."
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.
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Peaceful days always go by so quickly.
[Three Months Later]
[Morning]
Aoba, now with a diamond-shaped mark on his forehead, woke up faintly from that familiar and soft embrace.
A bit of crystal-clear drool unconsciously slid from the corner of his lips.
Dripped onto that soft, round, and fair surface…
He was dazed for a moment, then silently wiped off that bit of crystal drool, "Teacher, it's time to get up and eat."
No response. Tsunade just frowned, then shifted to another position.
He could only sigh slightly, then got out of bed, put on his coat, and left the room.
This hemophobia treatment had gone on for over three months, and occasionally sleeping together, he was almost used to it.
But Tsunade's hemophobia was also nearly cured, so his sleep-accompanying service was probably going to be canceled soon.
After washing up, Aoba came to the living room.
"Shizune-neesan, good morning!"
"Hmph!"
What greeted him was a light snort.
Shizune, who was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, looked at him resentfully.
Then lowered her head and continued cooking.
Aoba smiled and didn't say much. He obediently sat down and waited for breakfast.
He knew why Shizune was so resentful.
Last night, after Tsunade had fallen asleep, Shizune had snuck over, trying to hug him, but failed because he was holding too tightly.
He even clearly heard Shizune "tsk" once.
It seemed like his act of pretending to sleep had been seen through.
But neither of them said anything out loud, as if they had a tacit understanding.
Under Shizune's resentful gaze, Aoba quickly finished his breakfast.
Somewhat flustered, he ran out.
———
And arrived at the still noisy classroom.
Aoba got up a bit late, and Tenten and the others were already seated.
"Aoba, did you oversleep again today?", As soon as he came in, Tenten launched an attack.
"Last night I was studying a new ninjutsu, ended up sleeping late," Aoba made up an excuse.
"New ninjutsu?", From the back, Sasuke was the first to exclaim, then his expression turned a bit ugly, "Aoba, you've gotten stronger again?"
"If Aoba doesn't get stronger, you still can't beat him anyway," Naruto chimed in next to Sasuke.
"Hmph!", Sasuke's expression turned even more unpleasant.
Aoba didn't want to bother with this pair of rivals.
At this moment, Ino opened her lunchbox.
"Aoba, try this, I just made it this morning, best eaten hot!"
Aoba looked at the still steaming rice balls in Ino's hands. Even though he had eaten breakfast, he still picked one up and took a bite. His eyes lit up slightly.
"It's spicy!"
"I made it to your taste. I put chili sauce in it!"
Ino puffed out her little chest, showing a face that said praise me!
"Very good!"
Aoba gave a thumbs up. The hot chili rice mix, this time it was genuinely delicious.
"Hehe," Seeing Aoba so happy, Ino was also very happy.
"I heard there's a combat class this afternoon," Sakura spoke up.
"Combat class?", Tenten was stunned, "Sakura, where did you hear that?"
"I heard it from Iruka-sensei just now when I went to hand in homework."
Because of her excellent grades and obedient nature, Sakura smoothly became the class's homework collector.
Nickname—class rep.
But Aoba had never turned in homework. After talking with Iruka, he explained that homework was a waste of time.
"So that means we'll have to spar with classmates?", Hinata said weakly.
"It's fine. As long as Hinata doesn't face Aoba, no one else is your match," Ino comforted Hinata.
Hinata's little face blushed. She felt a bit embarrassed being praised. She wasn't actually afraid.
She finally had a chance to show herself in front of Aoba. On the contrary, she was a little excited, just not good at showing it.
"That's impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Sitting in the back, eavesdropping the whole time, Sasuke couldn't help but object. His eyes were filled with anger, as if hiding a lion.
"Why not? Hinata's really strong!", Sakura stood up for her bestie.
"That's right, I also think Hinata is stronger than you."
"Me too."
Ino and Tenten both firmly supported Hinata.
Naruto: "I think Sasuke is probably stronger…"
"You guys!"
Sasuke saw that everyone except Naruto was refuting him, gritted his teeth, and fixed his gaze on Aoba.
"Aoba, you tell us. Between me and Hyuga Hinata, who's stronger?"
"Uh…"
Aoba was a bit troubled, 'Can I say you're all one-punch KO level?'
"Should be fifty-fifty…"
He gave a neutral answer.
Sasuke was indeed strong, but Hinata had also been thoroughly fed by him the past six months, with personal guidance. Her strength was no joke.
"You… hmph!", Sasuke got even angrier. He felt Aoba was underestimating him.
This afternoon, he'd show them how much he'd improved during this time.
———
During the lunch break, the actual combat match list was posted.
Hyuga Hinata vs. Haruno Sakura
Tenten vs. Yamanaka Ino
Uzumaki Naruto vs. Uchiha Sasuke
…
Aoba was shocked: 'Someone rigged the matches!'
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