Along the way they strolled through several small shops. Not only were the items given away for free, but every time they entered, both shopkeepers and customers acted like fanatical devotees.
This made Aoba, the person walking beside her, feel a bit... unnatural.
Konan's expression also looked a little awkward.
Back when she was still known as the Angel of the Amegakure, such fanaticism had been expected. There had been nothing strange about it.
But now the angel had fallen to the mortal world, merely wanting to go on a date and stroll with her little boyfriend.
These people's attitudes made her feel very troubled.
"This is indeed my oversight," Konan said, and was about to pull Aoba's hand toward a dark and shadowy alley.
"Konan-nee, what are you doing?", Aoba was very surprised, 'Why is Konan suddenly being so proactive?'
And this was still within Nagato's perception range.
"I'll use a Transformation Jutsu. That way, no one will pay attention to me," Konan explained while walking.
But Aoba suddenly pulled her back and said, "Let's not do that."
"Why?", Konan looked at him, confused.
Aoba smiled and said, "If we go on a date using a transformation, I just feel it's a little weird."
"But if we don't…", Konan wanted to say more, but was interrupted.
"Angel-sama!", Someone called out to Konan again.
Only this time, the voice was rather cute.
The two of them looked toward the source of the voice.
It was a little girl wearing light purple clothes, with short purple draping curls, and a unique hair bun tied up.
'Isn't this a lo--li...'
'No wait, at this time, she should be called Ajisai.'
She specialized in summoning and space-time ninjutsu, able to use space-time techniques to summon various items and weapons.
She was a substitute similar in type to Tenten.
Originally, Konan wanted to respond to the girl in the same formulaic way she dealt with others before.
But out of the corner of her eye, she unintentionally noticed that the look in Aoba's eyes toward the girl was... not quite right.
She couldn't help but take a closer look at the purple-haired girl's full-of-longing expression.
She frowned slightly.
And when Ajisai saw Konan frown, her originally admiring expression turned instantly fearful.
She thought she had offended the other party somehow.
"A–Angel-sama…"
Upon hearing that, Konan snapped back to awareness. This wasn't Ajisai's fault, it was Aoba who was at fault. How could she vent her anger on this innocent little girl?
Her furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and then she reached out and twisted Aoba's waist.
"Hiss!", Aoba instantly took in a cold breath and looked at Konan in confusion.
"Konan-nee?"
He had just looked a bit longer out of curiosity, he didn't expect she'd get jealous over that.
"Hmph!", Konan only glared at him.
"?"
"Konan… ne?"
Ajisai's eyes widened, 'Is this Angel-sama's name?'
'Or is this boy Angel-sama's little brother?'
'And Angel-sama's appearance like that of a young girl...'
Ajisai felt deeply shocked.
Her lifelong faith had been slightly shaken.
"You see, I'm, Konan-nee's, also known as your Angel-sama's, boyfriend," Aoba smiled as he greeted Ajisai.
"A–Angel-sama's boyfriend?", Ajisai felt her head go a bit fuzzy, as if she were dreaming.
She looked at Aoba a few more times.
'Never thought that the usually cold and indifferent Angel-sama...'
'Actually likes this kind of little-sunshine-type boy?'
'But Angel-sama's taste really isn't bad.'
Such a sunny and handsome boy easily gave off a favorable impression.
"Hel…Hello, I'm Ajisai, a shinobi of Amegakure," Ajisai nervously introduced herself.
"Ajisai? That's truly a wonderful name."
Aoba praised her quite seriously, "The Ajisai possesses a unique charm, and also has strong vitality, it grows in the rain."
"I believe you too can become a capable shinobi on Amegakure's land."
Luckily, Ajisai's hair was purple. Otherwise, it would've implied something else.
Ajisai no chiru… and whatnot. [T/N: It's a f**ing hen-tai]
With a girlfriend like Ino who loves flowers, Aoba had done his homework on flower knowledge and symbolism.
"Th–Thank you," Ajisai quickly thanked him after hearing the praise.
While feeling shy, she couldn't help but feel a burst of joy.
'Being praised by Angel-sama's little boyfriend, doesn't that mean I am being praised by Angel-sama herself?'
This made the simple Ajisai very happy.
Aoba still wanted to say more, but beside him, Konan tugged on his sleeve.
She gave him a sharp look, the meaning self-evident.
It was telling him to leave it at that.
Aoba didn't say anything more either, held Konan's hand, and said to Ajisai, "Ajisai, we're still on a date, so we'll take our leave."
"Da…Date?", Ajisai suddenly realized, 'Since it is a date, then doesn't that mean…'
The pure girl looked at their linked hands and couldn't help but blush a little.
She hurriedly bowed to Konan in apology, "Angel-sama, I'm sorry for disturbing you and your boyfriend on your date."
"It's fine," Konan smiled faintly with a cold expression. She had always been aloof toward outsiders. Only when facing Aoba would she inadvertently show more emotions.
After Ajisai expressed her admiration for Konan, she stepped away in the rain with small quick steps.
Though her image of the angel had been somewhat shattered, in Ajisai's eyes, Konan was still the angel who would lead Amegakure out of the rain.
Only, this angel Konan… had already fallen.
Her return to Amegakure this time, was for farewell.
Konan suddenly felt, 'Have I done something wrong?'
Just then, the warm little hand that had always been holding hers suddenly interlaced fingers with her.
That warmth from his hand, even in the rain, seeped slowly into her body.
"Konan-nee, do you believe in me?"
"Mm?"
"It won't take long, I'll let the people of the Amegakure see the stars in the sky too."
In Aoba's eyes, it seemed there were stars, making even Konan unconsciously immersed.
"I believe you, but…", Konan's touched expression suddenly changed.
Her left hand slipped out from Aoba's palm, and with both hands she pinched his cheeks, saying, "Aoba, don't you think you were being too charming just now?"
Living in Aoba's home for this period, she had often seen Shizune, Yugao, and Mei Terumi pinch his face, so she had learned the essence well.
"I wasn't…", Aoba wanted to explain, but with Konan pinching his cheeks, he didn't have a chance.
He suspected she was doing it on purpose.
———
At this moment—
"Ko…nan?", A cold and calm voice rang out.
The Deva Path Pain puppet stood at the corner of the street, looking at Aoba and Konan, who were so intimately close, forming a ninja world masterpiece painting.
[T/N: Green Hatted, tch! tch!]
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