Only then did Hotarubi realize she had misunderstood the man in front of her.
She indeed couldn't walk now.
Her lower body was still in intense pain.
Hotarubi carefully observed the man carrying her from the corner of her eye.
She saw the expression on his face was so gentle.
As kind as the boy next door from her childhood.
There was hope for the future in his eyes.
But within this hope...
There was a trace of worry.
Hotarubi usually only saw this kind of gaze when Grandma Ogen looked into the distance.
She couldn't see the strange and perverted smile and demeanor from before at all.
Hotarubi silently observed the expression on Rasa's face.
She thought unconsciously in her heart:
"Why does such a powerful man have such a trace of worry? What is he worried about?"
"What is his identity, where did he come from? Why was he so rough before, but now so gentle?"
Various doubts arose in Hotarubi's heart.
She didn't understand.
Why could several contradictory characteristics...
Be so harmonious in this man?
Hotarubi didn't know that becoming curious about a man was the beginning of a woman's fall.
Especially this woman...
Was a young girl with little dating experience...
Who had just lost her virginity to the man she was curious about.
Hotarubi quietly looked at Rasa from the corner of her eye.
But she didn't realize that the hatred in her eyes had lightened a lot.
Rasa concentrated on walking.
Occasionally avoiding the dense vegetation to prevent scratching the delicate skin of the girl he was holding.
Although Hotarubi's body was already wrapped in his clothes...
It still hurt when these branches hit the body.
Especially for Hotarubi's delicate skin.
Sometimes when he really couldn't avoid it...
He would use his back against the vegetation, forcibly pushing open a path.
Hotarubi, held by him, silently watched all these actions of Rasa.
The hatred that had faded a lot in Hotarubi's eyes quietly disappeared.
Protecting her so gently and carefully.
Even her fiancé was far from being able to do this.
Her fiancé Yashamaru...
Always only knew how to show off his force and status...
And didn't know how to be considerate of her at all.
Previously, this didn't matter.
Because other men in the village were like this too; ninjas had always been like this.
But now, encountering a contrast, she realized something was wrong.
She closed her eyes with complex emotions.
No longer looking at the many things the man did to protect her carefully.
Dozens of seconds later, Rasa finally arrived at the stream.
He first looked around and found it was indeed deserted.
Rasa carefully put the girl he was holding down by the water.
At the same time, the tiny wounds scratched by the vegetation on Rasa's body immediately felt painful upon contact with the cold stream water.
However, Rasa's face didn't change at all; this little pain was nothing.
Suddenly, he found that the girl who had her eyes closed tightly had opened them, looking at him with a complex expression.
Rasa wondered, then smiled with realization.
"It was too urgent. My body was sticky and uncomfortable, so I forgot to put on clothes."
"Because I was carrying you, and the distance was so short, I didn't bother using ninjutsu to clear the way."
"Didn't scratch you, right?"
After saying this, Rasa asked tentatively:
"Do you still have the strength to wash your body yourself?"
Hotarubi looked at Rasa with a complex expression.
Finally, she lowered her head and said gently:
"I have no strength. You help me wash."
After saying this, she turned her head to the other side.
Rasa smiled and began to wash her body gently with his rough fingers.
As time passed...
Rasa's hands constantly stroked the girl's sensitive parts, and his little brother hardened again.
Feeling the hard object pressing against her lower body...
Hotarubi's pretty face blushed slightly, but she found that her heart was no longer as resistant as before.
Rasa's breathing became slightly heavy, and he probed:
"Uh, can we do it again?"
"Don't worry, I will definitely let your fiancé go."
Hotarubi, who had closed her eyes in acquiescence, heard Rasa mention her fiancé.
A nameless anger suddenly surged in her heart. She turned her head, opened her eyes, and said:
"Don't always mention him. Do it if you want!"
After shouting this sentence, Hotarubi suddenly felt uneasy.
Would the man in front of her get angry because of her words?
However, the man in front of her just smiled gently:
"Mmh, I got used to saying it before. Sorry."
Rasa had already regarded the girl in front of him as his woman.
It was indeed bad to always mention her fiancé.
Hotarubi looked at Rasa with even more complex eyes.
Rasa began to stroke Hotarubi's breasts, playing with them gently.
Hotarubi leaned against Rasa, her breathing becoming heavy.
This time she no longer tried desperately to control her moans.
Instead, she began to moan softly, like a kitten.
Hearing this moan, Rasa became more and more excited.
His originally gentle movements began to become rough.
Hotarubi felt the rough hands changing from gentle to rough on her chest.
A smile of realization appeared on her face.
She finally understood.
When it came to sexual matters...
This man would become rough and rude due to excitement.
Even unscrupulous.
But in matters other than sex, he was a very gentle and easy-going man.
Besides that...
She also understood the feelings in her heart.
Hotarubi gently turned her soft body.
Looking at the man's face panting heavily in front of her.
She smiled, a gentle and cordial smile.
Even in front of her fiancé, she had never shown such a smile.
Rasa looked strangely at the girl smiling cordially in front of him.
Suddenly, the girl in front of him proactively moved closer to his lips.
Rasa looked in surprise at Hotarubi initiating a deep kiss.
Then he also extended his tongue and began to attack proactively.
Before long, a man and a woman were closely combined in the slightly cold stream water.
Hotarubi's clear and pleasant moans, the man's heavy panting, and the heavy slapping sounds...
Rang out in the deserted stream.
Half an hour later.
Refreshed, Rasa carried Hotarubi to the boulder.
He took out a clean cloth from his bundle.
Gently wiped the water off the girl's body.
In the stream, because of the stimulation of the cold stream water...
Hotarubi, who came twice consecutively, looked gently at the man in front of her.
After Rasa wiped the water off her body...
Hotarubi took the cloth from Rasa and wiped Rasa too.
Rasa placed his hands properly on his legs, a strange look on his face.
He didn't know why the girl in front of him suddenly became so gentle.
Just now by the stream too.
Hotarubi catered to Rasa's posture very proactively.
Just now by the stream...
Even though Rasa saw she was still in pain, frowning because of the pain...
Hotarubi still gritted her teeth and catered constantly.
Rasa thought about these things, but his hands were not slow, putting on clothes skillfully.
Finally, after the two were dressed...
Hotarubi looked at the bed sheet stained with red and white liquid, which had dried.
Her eyes flickered a few times. She picked up the small knife that had fallen on the ground before and walked toward the bed sheet.