A Late-Night Snack Delivered Right to My Mouth—How Could I Refuse It?

Love rose with the wind. The setting sun slowly vanished beyond the horizon, and the bright moon rose, casting its light outside Senya's backyard.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~"

Two dark figures appeared beyond the wall of Senya's backyard, their graceful curves outlining their voluptuous bodies.

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"What are you looking for Senya for?!" ×2

Shizune and Kurenai questioned each other at the same time, then looked downward.

Each of them held a bento in her hands.

In fact, a year ago, when Shizune had last seen Senya during a mission they carried out together, the two women had revealed their feelings one night.

Senya had accepted a mission to escort one of the Feudal Lord of the Land of Fire's relatives to the Capital of the Land of Fire. By chance, he ran into Shizune and Kurenai in the mission hall, so he invited them to join him.

Of course, Senya had long seen through their feelings. To make that dull mission a little more interesting, he had deliberately invited them.

On the first night of the mission, beneath a moonless, wind-swept sky, Shizune had been assigned the first watch while Senya and Kurenai rested. The two leaned against a tree trunk, relying on each other as they rested. Senya pretended to sleep so he could enjoy the show, while Kurenai pretended to sleep so she could sample "thousand-page tofu."

But when Shizune saw Kurenai practically pressing her entire body against Senya, both hands wrapped around his left arm and her head resting on his shoulder, her cheeks flushed even beneath the moonlight and her long lashes trembling slightly—

Shizune immediately grew jealous. Well, well, Yūhi Kurenai. Sneaking a taste of "thousand-page tofu" while no one's looking, are you?

She went straight over and sat on Senya's other side, copying Yūhi Kurenai's pose. She even deliberately leaned close to his ear, her long, scorching breath brushing against it.

It was late summer then, and the night air still carried the lingering heat of the day. Senya's left arm was already enveloped by a soft, delicate sensation, as though it had sunk into a swamp and could not be pulled free—though Senya did not want to pull away either.

Then the same sensation came from his other arm. Damn it! Senya had fallen under Genjutsu! He was controlled and unable to move, while the two women finally got to taste the "thousand-page tofu" they had been craving, leaving them completely satisfied.

But the warm breath constantly teasing his right ear became a kind of torture that made Chiba itch unbearably.

"Ahem, ahem."

Shizune and Kurenai opened their eyes when they heard Senya cough. One looked delicate and gentle, as though spring water lay within her eyes; the other had a scorching gaze filled with wildness.

Then their gazes collided. Senya suppressed the laughter in his heart as he watched them both.

Both Shizune and Kurenai had their eyes on Senya, and from that night onward, they regarded each other as rivals.

And now they had run into each other again, with the same goal. It had been so long since either of them had tasted that delicious "thousand-page tofu," and both were desperate for it.

The two remained awkward for a while longer before Shizune broke the deadlock first. After all, if this continued, neither of them would get any.

"Together?"

Her words carried a note of probing.

"Together."

Shizune's tone was firm.

The two came to the front door.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The sound of knocking came from outside.

Senya picked up a black bathrobe, slipped it on, walked to the door, and opened it.

Seeing the familiar Shizune and Kurenai before him, whom he had not seen for some time, both wearing the long hair he liked, he found that their charms were completely different.

"Autumn's here. It's late, so be careful not to catch cold. Come in first."

Once they reached the living room, Senya brewed hot tea and set it before them, then picked up a cup himself and savored it.

He looked at the two bentos on the table. One was wrapped in red cloth, the other in purple.

Naturally, he knew who had brought each one.

He opened the bentos and placed them on the table.

"Let's eat together."

"Mhm." ×2

Shizune and Kurenai both answered.

The awkward atmosphere kept the three from speaking further. Only the clinking of bowls and chopsticks, along with the sounds of chewing, could be heard inside the house.

Halfway through the meal, Senya sensed that something was wrong. There was something wrong with these bentos! Something was wrong with the food!

A scorching current began spreading from his abdomen throughout his body. Senya raised his head and looked at Shizune and Kurenai.

Shizune's face was flushed, her eyes filled with aggression as she fixed her gaze tightly on Senya. Her tongue slid across the corner of her lips, her expression clearly saying that her scheme had succeeded.

Beneath the table, Yūhi Kurenai tightly pressed her slender legs together and could not help slowly rubbing them, producing a faint rustling sound. She lowered her head to stare at the tabletop, her gaze beginning to blur. Looking at Shizune seated opposite her, her face held both bashfulness and reproach.

Now Senya understood. Shizune had added some extra seasoning to the bento. After studying under Orochimaru for so many years, who would have thought she had learned this kind of thing!

"Shizune, Kurenai, why don't you head back first? I'm full, and I want to rest early."

Shizune walked directly up to Senya, straddled him, and reached out to trace a finger along his cheek.

"Autumn's here, and it's so cold. Why don't you let us stay the night~?"

"Senya, are you really full~?"

Her words were full of it. Kurenai beside them nearly buried her head in her chest, yet she still occasionally turned to look at Senya, her gaze evasive.

As the effects of the medicine gradually spread, their breathing grew heavier and heavier.

"Shizune, your cooking has improved since before. Did you add something special to it?"

After a year, Shizune once again leaned her mouth close to Senya's ear and breathed hot air against it.

"I added just a little delicious seasoning~"

After saying that, her tongue brushed past Senya's ear.

A wave of numbness spread from Senya's ear.

Watching Shizune's actions, Kurenai could not hold back any longer. How dare Shizune add something like that to the bento! If Kurenai had not come tonight, wouldn't Senya have gotten to eat the real "thousand-page tofu"?!

She stood and slowly walked over to Chiba's side, then sat down. She took Senya's left hand and intertwined her fingers with his.

Clearly, Shizune had harbored improper thoughts and used the technological means of "food additives." She truly was Orochimaru's disciple.

At the same time, Senya understood what the two women were implying. Even Kurenai, who was usually so reserved, wore an expression of reluctant welcome as she gazed at him with affection.

"Ninja Art—Four Directions Barrier Technique."

With one hand forming seals, he deployed the ninjutsu once used during the Warring States Period to protect clan territory, shielding the house.

He stood, took Shizune and Kurenai by the hand, and led them into the inner room.

The room was dim, moonlight filtering through the curtains and falling beside the pillows.

Shizune removed her khaki long coat.

A black, mesh-linked ninja vest wrapped around Shizune's alluring, well-proportioned body, covering her from her upper body down to above her knees.

Her gray-brown pupils contracted. Under the moonlight, her flawless, tender body and black mesh-linked ninja vest stirred endless fantasies, brimming with temptation.

Her hands slowly moved, removing the excess things from her body.

Seeing that she had already fallen so far behind, Kurenai did something she would never have dared even imagine under the influence of the "food additives."

She bent down directly, squeezed Shizune aside, and pinned Senya down.

Senya's eyes widened. Even Kurenai was being so proactive? It seemed that unless he properly demonstrated his manliness, he would not be able to teach these two a lesson.

He immediately rose and reversed their positions, turning the situation around.

"It's been so long since we last met. I never expected you two to become this bold."

The flush on Shizune's face spread across her body, her skin faintly visible beneath her clothes.

Kurenai turned her head away and began untying the white cloth sash around her waist. Her red long sleeves slowly slid down toward the bed, while the bits of white cloth on her outer garment covered her equally impressive curves. From her chest, the same black mesh-linked ninja vest as Shizune's could be seen.

Her gaze kept darting away, yet it remained fixed on Senya's body.

Faced with the two women's provocative behavior, Senya naturally had to teach Shizune and Kurenai a proper lesson.

No one knew how much time passed before the sounds in the room finally subsided. By then, the moon was nearly gone, and the dawn sun cast out its first faint ray of light.