"It's okay, Konan-nee, ten minutes is already amazing."
"You!"
The fire in Konan's heart once again "whooshed! whooshed!" and surged upward.
This sentence made her feel slightly broken.
She directly grabbed his forearm and brought it to her mouth, opened her mouth and left a bite mark, and said viciously:
"That's because it was my first time. You little brat mess around with Yugao and the others every day... already full of experience."
"Just wait, let's see if I won't… hmm?", Konan, who had still been talking harshly, suddenly felt her stamina had recovered quite a bit.
She looked at the bite mark on Aoba's arm with a strange expression.
Next, her eyes lit up.
"Ah this…", Aoba was a bit helpless.
But Konan had already flipped over and mounted him again, looking down from above at Aoba.
"Konan-nee, this effect isn't omnipotent. If we continue, it'll be inconvenient for you to travel tomorrow."
Although it could restore a certain amount of stamina, too much would still be unbearable.
"It's okay, one more time will do. At worst, Aoba can carry me on the road tomorrow," As she spoke, she stretched lazily, her plump figure very beautiful, exuding a kind of inexplicable temptation under the gentle lighting.
Next, she shifted to a suitable position.
———
By the time the battle ended, it was already noon.
Over thirty years old, experiencing for the first time, Konan was clearly a bit addicted.
But now she was completely satisfied from the inside out.
The two who had battled for half the day were both a little hungry.
"What do you want to eat?", Aoba looked at the curled-up Konan and asked.
"I want to eat your cooking," Konan curled up completely in Aoba's arms, her expression lazy.
Hearing Konan's voice that sounded like she was acting spoiled, Aoba naturally had no objections.
"Konan-nee, your room has a kitchen, right?"
"Mm…", Konan buried her head into Aoba's neck, responding like a little cat.
Aoba felt a little ticklish.
———
Half an hour later, three people were sitting at the dining table.
In front of Konan was a bowl of red bean rice.
There were also many nourishing dishes on the table.
As for this third unexpected person, it was the uninvited Nagato, though he had come via the Deva Path puppet as always.
Nagato looked at Konan.
For some reason, Konan's face was still faintly flushed.
Nagato felt Konan seemed somewhat different.
But he couldn't say what exactly.
Although they were already quite familiar before, now she seemed even more familiar.
Aoba also seemed a bit different.
'Why is it that at this table, only I still look like a child?'
'So why, what exactly did the two of them do in the room last night?'
Nagato was a bit puzzled.
Of course, he wasn't the kind of person who liked to spy on others. It was just that yesterday, Aoba had set up a barrier in the inner hall of Amegakure, right in a prominent spot.
It was hard not to notice.
Then he discovered that Konan wasn't in her own room.
He was very curious about what exactly those two were doing in the room.
"Konan, your condition today seems a bit off. Did you overdo it yesterday?", Nagato noticed the weariness between Konan's brows.
"Cough! Cough! Cough!", Konan, who was eating red bean rice, was startled by Nagato's sudden question and almost choked on her food.
She started coughing violently.
"Konan?", Nagato was a little flustered.
"Konan-nee," Aoba immediately handed over a glass of water and helped pat her back.
After Konan drank the water, she finally recovered.
"Thank you," Konan gave Aoba a sweet smile.
"It's nothing," Aoba continued to pat her back.
Nagato looked at the two about to stick together, completely disregarding him, and felt that perhaps he shouldn't be here.
"Yesterday I was a bit tired, and we chatted a bit more at night, so we slept late," Konan finally noticed there was still someone beside her and offered a vague explanation.
"I see," Nagato didn't doubt anything and changed the subject, "You're leaving Amegakure tomorrow?"
"...", After a moment of silence, Konan nodded, "Sorry, Nagato."
"There's no need to apologize. Pursuing happiness is your right," Nagato continued, "If you're not happy in Konoha, you can always come back to Amegakure."
Although he still held some resentment in his heart, since this was Konan's decision, he could only support it.
"Mm, I'll come back to visit from time to time."
Aoba said, as long as she wanted to return, he would accompany her back anytime.
Nagato nodded, then looked toward Aoba.
"I have something to say to you alone," After saying that, he was the first to stand and leave.
Aoba was a little surprised. He gave Konan a reassuring look and followed.
The two went to another room.
"How much do you know about that masked man?", Nagato asked directly.
Aoba wanted to laugh, but didn't, "How much do you know about him?"
Yesterday he said not to bother him, and today he came looking for him.
Nagato, after calming down emotionally yesterday, had also thought things through quietly for a while.
Although he had wanted to resolve the problem within Akatsuki, the issue was, there weren't many usable people left in the current Akatsuki. And he had even lured Konan away.
"He claims to be Uchiha Madara, and he possesses the Mangekyo Sharingan," Nagato stated the few pitiful bits of intel he had.
"A ninja's lifespan is limited, he couldn't possibly have lived that long," Aoba directly denied that identity.
"Then who is he really…?"
"In the end, he's just a tool in the hand of the real Uchiha Madara."
Aoba casually replied, "Although Uchiha Madara is already dead, you should know, the Rinnegan can revive the dead, right?"
Nagato's real body widened its eyes. He instantly understood the masked man's objective.
'So it is to use me to resurrect the real Uchiha Madara?'
'And capturing the Tailed Beasts is probably to snatch the fruit at the key moment too.'
"Are you still going to collect the Tailed Beasts?", Aoba saw that the puppet in front of him hadn't spoken for a long time and didn't understand what he was thinking.
"Of course!", Nagato quickly responded.
"This is our ideal, no one can stop Akatsuki from realizing peace."
Even though that masked man might have another goal, the combination of all nine Tailed Beasts did indeed have the power to change the Shinobi World.
Aoba wasn't surprised, "Since that's the case, then our agreement still stands."
As he spoke, he took out a scroll and handed it to Nagato, "This contains some intel about that masked man."
This was information about Uchiha Obito's abilities, already widespread knowledge in Konoha.
"…Thank you. I'll remember this favor," Nagato accepted the scroll, but still continued, "Konan is a very good girl. I hope you'll treat her well. Otherwise, even if you helped me, I absolutely won't let you off."
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