Lying on the bed, the comfort gradually turned into exhaustion. He was very sleepy and tired… He drifted off to sleep in a daze.
Kushina finished washing the dishes, and seeing no movement in the house, she went upstairs to take a look. She saw Kirito asleep in the room, smiled, and gently closed the door for him.
Kushina returned to her bedroom, grabbed a set of pajamas, and headed to the bathroom.
It was her habit to take a shower before bed every night, and it was precisely because of this that her skin remained so fair and supple.
"Pitter-patter!" The water from the showerhead cascaded over Kushina, drenching her entire body, her skin glowing with a translucent red, like a rose blooming on a summer night.
Kushina closed her eyes, enjoying the refreshing warmth that seeped into her body through her pores. Her lips were tightly pursed, and her breathing was calm and even, indicating her extremely relaxed state of mind.
"La la la!" Kushina hummed a tune as she rubbed her delicate skin.
After sleeping for a while, Kirito was suddenly woken up by the urge to urinate. He opened his eyes, got up, and walked towards the bathroom.
Still half-asleep, Kirito didn't hear the sound of water in the bathroom and pushed open the bathroom door directly.
Kushina had lived alone for many years, so she didn't have the habit of locking the bathroom door when showering. So, the sight that greeted Kirito the moment he pushed open the bathroom door completely petrified him.
Kushina stood with her back to Kirito under the shower, her beautiful hair cascading over her shoulders. Her figure was tall, with every curve and contour clearly visible. The water from the shower slid down Kushina's sexy back, glided over her slender, straight legs, and finally landed on the floor, forming beautiful water stains…
"Ah—" Hearing the door open, Kushina spun around abruptly. Seeing Kirito standing by the door, she shrieked.
Kushina quickly reached out and pulled a bath towel around herself, but in her panic and embarrassment, she pulled too hard, losing her balance and falling to the ground.
"Ah—" Kushina landed on the cold, hard tiles, her forehead hitting the wall, sending a sharp pain through her. Kushina frowned and let out a muffled groan.
"God… Godmother, are you alright?" Kirito snapped back to reality, rushed to Kushina's side, knelt down, and helped her up.
"Hiss~" Kushina gasped, the immense pain just now making her feel a little dizzy.
"No, I'm fine." Kushina waved her hand gently, her left hand on her forehead.
Suddenly, Kushina heard heavy breathing beside her ear. She looked up at Kirito and saw his eyes wide open, staring intently at her, with a fiery glint in them.
Kushina froze for a moment, then realized she was in the shower and wasn't wearing clothes. Immediately, Kushina felt both shy and flustered, lowering her head, her neck and even her earlobes turning crimson.
"Cough, cough~ Um, Godmother, are you alright?" Kirito also came to his senses, awkwardly coughing lightly as he spoke.
"You… you go out first!" Kushina said, covering her chest.
"Oh~ Okay, okay." Kirito quickly got up and left the bathroom. Once outside the door, Kirito patted his face and took a deep breath to calm himself down.
However, although Kirito pretended to be unconcerned on the surface, in reality, his heart was already beating wildly, thumping as if it would leap out of his chest at any moment.
"Gulp!" Kirito swallowed hard, shook his head, and forced himself to calm down.
But, the thought of Kushina's delicate body in his arms just now, that soft and elastic touch, made him even more restless and flushed with heat.
He already harbored a desire for Kushina, and now that he had seen her body, how could Kirito not be tempted?
It was already his limit to have restrained himself from acting just now.
"Click!" The bathroom door was pushed open, a wisp of steam drifted out from the crack, and then Kushina emerged from the bathroom.
Fresh out of the shower, Kushina was wrapped in a bath towel, her long hair still damp, revealing a smooth forehead and a slender neck, her exquisite face flushed with an alluring rosiness.
"You, you…" Looking at Kirito standing at the doorway, Kushina was so startled that she stammered for a long time, unable to speak. Her face was crimson, her cheeks burning, and even the tips of her ears were tinged with pink. She said, "You, why are you still here?"
"Uh, I wanted to explain. I was just trying to use the restroom and didn't notice anyone was in the bathroom," Kirito stammered, quickly explaining.
"Then, then go quickly." Kushina moved aside, clearing the bathroom doorway for Kirito.
Kirito slipped into the bathroom, closed the door behind him, and leaned against it, catching his breath, the images he had just seen still replaying in his mind.
Kushina stood there in a daze for a long time, then touched her burning cheeks.
"This child has grown up too. It seems I need to find him a girlfriend," Kushina muttered to herself.
Kirito's fervent gaze just now, as if he wanted to devour her, sent shivers down Kushina's spine, making her even a little afraid. This was the first time Kushina had ever felt such a sensation.
More importantly, when Kirito held her, she could clearly feel his "baguette" pressing against her.
That burning heat made Kushina very uneasy, and at the same time, a strange feeling arose within her, leaving Kushina somewhat at a loss.
Kushina didn't dare to dwell on it, shaking her head to clear those alluring images from her mind. She turned and went back to her bedroom, lying on her bed, but sleep eluded her for a long time.
Chapter 4: Dating Sakura
"Touching Sakura's buns…"
"Touching buns."
"How am I supposed to touch them?!" Kirito scratched his head, troubled.
Sakura wasn't just any ordinary girl; her temper wasn't good, and she had brute strength. He was afraid that one punch from her would be the end of him.
Moreover, she was Sasuke's woman. Who would dare lay a hand on her?
"I'll ask her out first and see. If I don't ask her out, how will I know if there's a chance?" After much consideration, Kirito decided to ask Sakura out to gauge the situation.
With that thought, Kirito picked up his newly acquired phone and called Sakura.
"Hello, who is this?" Sakura asked, her voice thick with sleep.
"Hello, Sister Sakura, it's me, Kirito," Kirito quickly replied.
"Kirito, what's up?" Sakura asked, puzzled.
"Nothing much, just thought it's been a while since I last saw Sarada and Aunt Mikoto. I was thinking of coming over to see them today. Are they both home today?" Kirito inquired.
In this world, not only was Kushina alive, but Mikoto was also alive, and Sarada had already been born early on.
Kirito was thinking if he could use this excuse to meet Sakura and then find an opportunity to try and touch her "buns."
"They're both out. Sarada went to the Ninja Academy," Sakura said.
"Oh, I see!" Kirito responded, then continued, "Then, Sister Sakura, are you free? Shall we go out for a walk?"
"A walk?" Sakura paused slightly, then asked, "Where do you want to go shopping?"
Sakura was a bit confused as to why Kirito wanted to go shopping with her.
"Just a casual stroll. It's been a while since I came back, so Sister Sakura, could you just take me around for a bit?" Kirito said.
"Oh, I see!" Sakura considered for a moment, then agreed, saying, "Hmm! I happen to have time today, so I'll take you around the area."
"Alright then, I'll wait for you at the park." Kirito happily hung up the phone.
After a quick tidy-up, Kirito called out to Kushina, "Godmother, I'm going out for a walk."
With that, Kirito vanished in a flash.
"This child, running so fast, didn't even say if he's coming back for dinner," Kushina sighed, shaking her head.
Kirito headed straight for the park. As he passed a flower shop, he stopped.
"Hey, buddy, do you have any fresh roses? Get me a bouquet," Kirito called into the shop.
"Yes! How could a flower shop not have roses?" A sweet voice came from inside, and then a blonde beauty walked out of the flower shop. Seeing Kirito, she smiled and said, "Oh, isn't this Kirito? When did you get back?"
"Sister Ino!" Kirito was choosing flowers when he heard someone call him. He looked up and said, "Just got back yesterday."
Ino's golden hair cascaded to her waist, her figure was slender and graceful, her fair skin was flawless, and her features were exquisitely beautiful. Her pair of azure eyes sparkled like brilliant stars, bright and captivating.
Ino's beauty was not much inferior to Sakura's; in fact, her mature charm after marriage made her even more alluring and captivating.
Especially in her purple crop top and purple mini skirt, her fair, slender long legs were fully exposed, complementing her shapely figure and exuding a soul-stirring charm.
"It's really been a long time," Ino said with a smile, looking at Kirito. "You're buying roses as soon as you're back. Who are they for?"
"For my godmother." Kirito naturally couldn't say they were for Sakura.
"Here, it's been a long time since I've seen you. This flower is a welcome back gift from me, so I won't charge you for it." Ino reached out and handed the flower to Kirito.
"Sister Ino, so you're giving me a rose?" Kirito said with a smile, "To receive a rose personally from Sister Ino, I'm truly honored!"
"You rascal, you're so grown up and still so smooth-tongued!" Ino's pretty face flushed, and she playfully glared at Kirito.
"Who can help it when Sister Ino is so beautiful? If I had met Sister Ino earlier, I would have definitely fought Brother Sai for you," Kirito teased.
He wasn't lying. If he had transmigrated earlier, let alone Ino, he wouldn't have let go of Sakura, Tenten, Hinata, or Kushina either.
Of course, he wouldn't let them go now either. With the system and the Icha Icha Paradise, he had no intention of letting these women off the hook.
Even if they were already married, it only made them more enticing, didn't it?
"You scoundrel," Ino cursed with a helpless smile, then poked Kirito's forehead with her finger, saying, "Hurry up and go! Don't disturb my business!"
"Hey, alright!" Kirito nodded, waved to Ino, and hurried towards the park.
Not long after Kirito arrived, Sakura's figure also appeared at the park.
"Sister Sakura, over here!" From afar, Kirito waved at Sakura.
"Sister Sakura, this is for you." Kirito handed the rose to Sakura.
Sakura glanced at the flower Kirito offered, and froze for a moment.
She had never received flowers from anyone in her life, of course, excluding when she was hospitalized due to injury and people sent her flowers.
Sasuke was usually aloof and had no romantic inclinations. Even their wedding was a low-key formality, let alone him sending her flowers.
She used to fantasize about how wonderful it would be if she could one day receive flowers from Sasuke.
However, after being married to Sasuke for so long, she knew that this fantasy would remain just that—a fantasy—and would never come true.
Sasuke simply didn't have such thoughts.
She had originally thought that she would never receive flowers from anyone else in her life, but unexpectedly, Kirito had given them to her.
"Thank you!" Because she had always longed to receive flowers, and this was her first time receiving them, Sakura, in her daze, took the flowers into her hands.
"As long as Sister Sakura likes them." Kirito saw Sakura accept the flowers, a look of joy appearing in his eyes. He then changed the subject and asked, "Sister Sakura, where should we go for a walk?"
"Where do you want to go?" Sakura asked.
"I don't know either. In these past few years, the village has developed so quickly that I almost couldn't find my way to the park just now," Kirito said, frowning in annoyance.
"Then I'll take you around the area first, to familiarize you," Sakura said after thinking for a moment.
"Thank you, Sister Sakura," Kirito said gratefully, his face beaming.
"Let's go over there first." Sakura pointed in a direction, then started walking that way.
Kirito followed behind Sakura, looking at her graceful swaying back, his heart stirring with anticipation.
Buns, touch the buns!
Sister Sakura, how am I going to complete this mission?!
Chapter 5: Can You Accompany Me for a Drink?
Shopping, it's a perfectly normal thing for ordinary girls.
However, for Sakura, it was a difficult matter.
After all, she was already a married woman, and most importantly, her husband, Sasuke, was never by her side, making shopping simply impossible.
In the past, she often went shopping with Ino and the others, but ever since they also got married, no one accompanied her anymore.
She had forgotten how long it had been since she last went shopping.
Today, going out with Kirito, she initially thought it would just be a casual stroll, where she would introduce him to the changes in Konoha Village over the past few years.
However, after walking two streets, Sakura began to enjoy the shopping atmosphere and gradually started to actively chat with Kirito beside her.
"Look, look, that place has been renovated, and it's changed a lot," Sakura said, pointing to the new buildings on both sides of the street.
"Under the impetus of Kakashi-sensei, our technology is rapidly developing, and many technological products have emerged accordingly. Televisions, telephones, cars, trains… these are all the crystallization of scientific research," Sakura said with a chuckle, her tone filled with pride.
"Indeed, that's true," Kirito fully agreed with what Sakura said.
Although these things couldn't compare to the technology in the world he transmigrated from, they were still quite impressive.
"Now that technology is so advanced, has your hospital become much more convenient?" Kirito suddenly asked.
"Of course, you don't know how tired I used to be. Now it's much easier. Otherwise, do you think I'd have time to go shopping with you today?" Sakura smiled and said, "Now there are many machines to assist with treatment, and society has also become peaceful, so unless there's a mission injury, I'm not needed at all."
"Then Sister Sakura is also free now. What do you usually do for fun?" Kirito continued to ask.
If he wanted to make a move, he had to start with her hobbies.
At this, a hint of sadness appeared on Sakura's face. She then said, "Nothing much, just watching TV at home."
Childhood hobbies need to be shared with good friends. After marriage, favorite things and objects need to be shared with one's beloved