Karura was being gently stroked on her back by Rasa.
But she didn't hear Rasa say anything more.
Karura, who was originally immersed in a sweet heart, suddenly began to feel nervous.
Karura only thought of it now.
Her behavior was not very likeable among many male ninjas in the Sand Village.
The atmosphere in the Sand Village was very conservative and old-fashioned in a sense.
Most men had male chauvinism, especially ninjas.
They wouldn't allow their women to do something before them, even confessing first.
She unconsciously twisted her fair hands, lowered her eyes, her soft voice trembling obviously:
"W-Why aren't you talking..."
"Do you dislike me for taking the initiative to do such a thing? If you hate it, I can apologize!"
After saying this, Karura struggled slightly, wanting to leave Rasa's embrace.
"Who said I dislike you? I was just thinking about things just now."
Feeling the movement of the beauty in his arms, Rasa woke up with a start, saying amusingly and helplessly.
Sure enough, women in the passionate period of love were all worried about gains and losses.
Especially Karura, who was essentially a very gentle woman.
And her affection score reached two hundred.
It would be dozens of times more exaggerated than women in the passionate period.
Hearing Rasa's words, Karura's eyebrows relaxed, and her mind, which had started to think wildly, stabilized.
Rasa suddenly thought of something and teased:
"You haven't said what book you read yet."
In Rasa's opinion, a book that could teach such operations must not be a decent book.
Even just simply held by Rasa, Karura's face was full of happy and sweet smiles.
Karura stared at Rasa with both eyes, full of thick love, and said without thinking:
"Icha Icha Paradise."
Hearing this familiar yet strange book title.
The smile originally hanging on Rasa's face suddenly froze.
Did this book appear so early?
Obviously, it was only Konoha Year 46 now.
In this period, Jiraiya, one of the Sannin, should have just started conceiving this book.
Although in front of his girlfriend who was just officially confirmed, he asked without hesitation:
"I haven't heard of this book. Where did you buy it?"
Although Rasa had many shortcomings.
But one of his most important advantages was not putting on unnecessary airs.
Or deliberately maintaining unnecessary dignity.
Asking if he didn't understand, in his opinion, was nothing shameful, even in front of his girlfriend.
Karura was prepared to be scolded by Rasa, and she even thought of the words of apology.
But she didn't expect Rasa not to mention the fact that she secretly read such books at all.
Happiness quickly occupied her entire brain.
Karura was originally a woman who was extremely easily satisfied.
Especially in front of Rasa.
Karura leaned her entire soft body on Rasa, smelling the scent coming from Rasa, and murmured:
"Yesterday I went to the bookstore in the village, planning to find that type of book, because I have no experience. But I couldn't find any after searching for a few rounds."
"Later, I found another type of book in the most remote corner, and there was only one copy, which is this Icha Icha Paradise."
Speaking of this, Karura instinctively added:
"This seems to be a draft or something similar. It only writes about teaching women how to fall in love. There is no description of that aspect at all."
Rasa felt a bit amused and a bit sad about the sentence Karura added at the end.
Karura obviously cared very much about his inner feelings, fearing he would misunderstand her, so she said such words.
However, this made sense.
Jiraiya should have tentatively written the draft of Icha Icha Paradise.
Then maybe published it tentatively to see if the market feedback was good?
He would officially publish Icha Icha Paradise a few years later, and should have also deleted these unreliable contents.
Rasa looked directly into Karura's eyes.
He could see his own reflection from her clear and bright eyes, which contained deep affection that seemed capable of melting him.
Karura was a tragic and simple woman in the original work, eventually dying of difficult labor giving birth to Gaara.
Even so, she poured her last maternal love into Gaara, protecting him for more than ten years.
For such a tragic woman.
Rasa had a respect in his heart because he asked himself and couldn't do such a thing.
"Karura, I also like you very much. Even without what happened just now, I planned to find a suitable opportunity to confess to you in a few days."
"I'm also very happy that you confessed to me first today. This proves that your love for me far exceeds my love for you."
Rasa knew how much courage it took for a normal respectable woman to confess to a man first.
Especially for someone like Karura, who had no dating experience and was a standard Yamato Nadeshiko-style virtuous wife and good mother.
Taking this step required more courage than other women.
That was why Rasa said these words, to give Karura reassurance.
The effect was also obvious.
Karura's gentle, water-like eyes slowly emitted tears, which finally formed teardrops flowing out of her eyes.
It wasn't how moving Rasa's words were.
Although Rasa's words came from the heart.
But even from the heart, his words were very "straight male" speech.
But Karura's personality was too gentle, and the environment of male-female relationships in the Sand Village was like this.
Of course, the most critical factor was the two hundred affection points.
With the blessing of these two hundred affection points.
Even if Rasa said words dozens of times straighter than this, Karura would still be moved.
Rasa silently looked at Karura's tear-stained, peerless face.
He extended his left hand and gently wiped the tears from Karura's face with his rough fingers.
His rough fingers touched Karura's tender, fair cheeks and the warm tears.
Feeling the wonderful touch from his fingers, Rasa felt this world more deeply.
This world wasn't the fictional world from his previous life.
But a world that truly existed in front of him.
"Don't cry. You're a genius ninja, after all."
Rasa's clumsy comfort made Karura's nose sour even more.
She sniffed her exquisite and cute little nose but didn't say anything.
Rasa spent several minutes gently and meticulously wiping away the tears constantly flowing from Karura's face.
After wiping, Rasa looked at Karura's delicate expression after crying.
The room was silent. A man and a woman looked at each other silently, seeming to hear each other's heartbeats.
The atmosphere began to become ambiguous.
Rasa took the lead in pressing his lips heavily on Karura's attractive lips that were close at hand.
Using the most direct action to show his intentions.
"Mmh..."
A weak cry came from the corner of Karura's mouth.
Immediately afterwards, her small, soft mouth was blocked tightly by Rasa's lips.
Her indigo pupils dilated subconsciously, showing a look of surprise.
But immediately, Karura reacted. She closed her eyes gently, her face flushing red.
She began to respond jerkily and happily to Rasa's plunder.