Meanwhile, Pakura seemed to be struck by a sudden thought.
She tilted her head, a contemplative light flickering in her eyes, before speaking softly:
"Come to think of it... based on the timing, shouldn't Karin's mother in the Hidden Grass Village be giving birth very soon?"
"Since Rasa isn't here, should we send a representative to check on her?"
As Pakura spoke, she brushed her hair back, her voice tinged with concern.
Hearing this, Akatsuki nodded gently.
"Based on the timeline, Karin's mother should indeed be due in the next few days."
Akatsuki's voice was calm, yet it carried an invisible authority.
Having hidden in the shadows for so long, often impersonating Rasa in public, she had unconsciously developed a majestic presence she wasn't even aware of.
"In that case, Pakura, you should go."
Meanwhile, in the world of Boruto.
Around 6:00 PM, Ino finally returned from the hospital.
The moment she stepped inside, she bent down hurriedly to take off her exquisite black slingback heels.
She left the heels casually by the door and slipped into comfortable slippers.
Without pausing, Ino walked straight toward the guest room.
Rasa, who had been lying on the bed with his eyes closed, seemingly resting, slowly opened his eyes as if sensing something.
A second later, the door creaked open.
Ino's figure appeared in the doorway, and she walked in briskly.
Rasa nodded slightly at Ino as she sat on the edge of the bed. His eyes held a questioning look, and he whispered softly:
"Well? Were there any problems?"
Ino lifted her chin like a proud peacock.
Her pale blonde bangs swayed gently with her movement, as if expressing her joy.
"Don't worry. With me on the job, of course there were no problems."
Ino's crisp, pleasant voice was full of confidence, her bright eyes shining with pride.
"Boruto has agreed to conceal the news of Sasuke's death."
As she spoke, she patted her full, heaving chest lightly, as if reassuring Rasa.
Hearing this news, Rasa felt a huge stone lift from his heart, and he let out a long breath of relief.
He relaxed deeper into the soft mattress.
Although he had guessed this outcome, not having confirmation had left him feeling uneasy.
But now, everything was resolved.
Tomorrow, once his body recovered a bit more, he could move into Sakura's house.
The gap in his shadow should also slow down its erosion.
Thinking of this, Rasa was in an exceptionally good mood.
In his high spirits, his gaze fell upon Ino's exquisite face.
Her face was like finely carved jade, fair with a faint blush, her features picturesque, and her lips like delicate rose petals.
Looking at her, the desire deep in Rasa's heart ignited like dry wood meeting a spark.
"To celebrate this good news... suck it for me now!"
Rasa's voice carried an unquestionable command, echoing in the quiet room.
Hearing this, Ino's fair face turned bright red instantly, like a ripe apple.
Her eyes darted away, avoiding Rasa's gaze, and her voice trembled slightly:
"Rasa... that's not appropriate... I have a husband..."
She subconsciously gripped the hem of her shirt, her knuckles turning white from tension.
Seeing Ino's reaction, Rasa chuckled with interest and continued:
"I don't want to say it a third time. Suck it. Now."
Ino shuddered like a leaf in a cold wind.
Finally, under the powerful influence of over 100 Favorability points...
Ino's firm moral compass and boundaries of chastity were ruthlessly shattered.
She moved slowly, crawling onto the bed like a mechanical puppet.
Ino gently lifted the quilt, her gaze instantly drawn to Rasa's lower body.
A small flame seemed to dance in her eyes, and her stiff movements became fluid again.
Ino unconsciously extended her pink, moist tongue, lightly licking her luscious lips.
Then, she slowly lowered her head. Her slender, white hands reached out tremblingly, carefully pulling down Rasa's pants, then slowly removing his underwear.
The moment his pants were removed.
The massive rod sprang up like a ferocious python, slapping lightly against Ino's tender, jade-like cheek with a soft but arousing smack.
After being slapped in the face by his cock, Ino took a deep breath.
The thick, masculine scent emanating from Rasa filled her nostrils.
Smelling it, Ino's face flushed an even deeper red.
Her cherry-red mouth opened slightly, her soft lips approaching slowly.
Then, with some effort, she took the python-like rod into her mouth.
The moment his cock was engulfed by Ino's mouth.
Rasa narrowed his eyes in pleasure, his voice turning soft and full of enjoyment:
"Mmh... not bad."
Ino began to bob her head up and down, her blonde hair swaying rhythmically.
Her agile tongue played mischievously around the head of Rasa's python.
From her throat came muffled, suppressed, yet incredibly alluring noises.
Her eyes were half-closed, her cheeks flushed with a charming red.
Ino's slender, white hands rested flat on Rasa's thighs.
Her fingers seemed to have a mind of their own, unconsciously pinching the flesh of his thighs as she mumbled indistinctly:
"Ah... Rasa... your thing is so hard..."
Rasa rested his hands behind his head, staring casually at the ceiling. A playful smirk curled his lips as he asked:
"How do I compare to Sai?"
He paused, then added:
"Do you do this for him often?"
Hearing Rasa's words, Ino looked up slowly.
Her eyes were misty and glazed, as if covered by a thin veil.
A glistening thread of saliva hung from the corner of her mouth, shining enticingly in the light.
Ino panted softly, her full, seductive chest heaving with every breath. Her voice was lazy and sultry.
"Sai can't compare to you, of course."
She adjusted her breathing slightly and continued:
"Besides, he's busy every day, leaving early and returning late. I have missions too. We barely have sex a few times a year... let alone something like this..."
After speaking, Ino lowered her head eagerly once more.
This time, she sucked harder, her throat making urgent, sexy slurping sounds.
Ino's bountiful breasts swayed slightly with the motion of her head, trembling like two soft marshmallows, radiating an irresistible temptation.
Rasa chuckled softly, about to speak, when he suddenly sensed something. He snapped his head toward the wall.
At that moment, the locked front door of Ino's house opened slowly.
A pale-skinned, somewhat effeminate middle-aged man walked in.
He entered at a leisurely pace, changed his shoes, and scanned the room. His eyes searched every corner but found no trace of his wife.
A flicker of confusion crossed Sai's eyes.
In his memory, his wife didn't have any missions scheduled for this time.
Logically, she should be home.
He had come home early specifically to surprise her.
Why wasn't she here?
So, Sai raised his voice, calling out into the quiet house:
"Ino?"
"Are you home?"
Hearing the voice from the living room, panic flashed in Ino's eyes.
She instinctively tried to release her mouth, wanting to stop what she was doing.
But she was stopped by a low growl from Rasa.
"Don't stop. Keep sucking."
Hearing Rasa's command, Ino frowned, her eyes filled with hesitation and conflict.
She knew this was incredibly dangerous. If Sai found out, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Her relatively happy marriage would shatter instantly.
And in Konoha, not just her, but her entire clan would be unable to lift their heads in shame...
Ino bit her lip. After a brief struggle.
She ultimately chose to obey Rasa.
Ino took Rasa's python back into her mouth slowly. Her throat constricted involuntarily as she continued to bob her head with diligent effort.
Her head moved rhythmically up and down again, her full breasts trembling softly with the motion. Her eyes held a complex mix of fear and excitement.