Kurenai Yuhi: Shower together?

Beizawa didn't know if Kakashi Hatake was in pain, but he himself was quite happy.

Within his line of sight, Kurenai Yuhi leaned forward, her fair arms propping up the tea table, her red dress outlining her form as it stretched.

Because the distance was very close, he could smell a faint, fresh scent.

He wasn't sure if it was her natural scent or the fragrance of her shampoo.

Just then, Kurenai Yuhi suddenly looked up.

Beizawa subconsciously met her ruby-like eyes.

"You weren't like this before."

Kurenai Yuhi sat up straight, narrowing her eyes as she spoke.

The old Beizawa wouldn't have been so bold. Although he was always gentle with everyone, he maintained a certain distance.

Now, he could openly stare.

"People always change."

A smile appeared on Beizawa's face.

Kurenai Yuhi looked at him and couldn't help but be taken aback.

She suddenly noticed Beizawa's biggest change: he was now very confident.

Although she didn't understand why, a confident and handsome man was indeed a pleasure to behold.

This was also why Kurenai Yuhi wasn't angry about being stared at.

"I prefer the you now."

Kurenai Yuhi smiled and returned to the matter at hand, asking, "What are your thoughts on Yakumo's second Genjutsu?"

"The Art of Verbal Therapy is meant to make the target lower their guard and eliminate mental fatigue," Beizawa said after a moment's thought. "I think the second Genjutsu could go a step further, making the target uncontrollably speak their true inner thoughts." He was referencing the Truth Serum from his past life; this Genjutsu could also be called the Art of Truth-Telling.

"The difficulty of the second Genjutsu is clearly higher, at least C-rank, maybe even B-rank," Kurenai Yuhi mused.

"It is indeed quite troublesome," Beizawa said with a smile. "But we have plenty of time to research it slowly."

"That's true." Kurenai Yuhi nodded and asked, "Is it still a sound-based Genjutsu?"

"To reduce the difficulty, I think we can start with visual aspects," Beizawa paused. "For example, by modifying the Demonic Illusion: False Surroundings Technique."

"Good idea!" Kurenai Yuhi's spirits lifted.

The Demonic Illusion: False Surroundings Technique affects vision, its effect being to alter what the target sees. For instance, it could make the target mistake one place for another. In the original story, Izumo Kamizuki had used it to make the Genin participating in the Chunin Exams go to the wrong classroom.

"We could completely make the patient see Yakumo Kurama as the person they trust the most!" Kurenai Yuhi said excitedly.

"Not bad," Beizawa praised with a smile. "You react quickly."

"I'm just expanding on your idea." Kurenai Yuhi looked him over for a moment and asked, "When did you become so smart?"

"People always change," Beizawa repeated the same sentence from before.

"Do you know the Demonic Illusion: False Surroundings Technique?" Kurenai Yuhi shifted her gaze and asked.

"No," Beizawa shook his head.

"It seems I can still be of help." Kurenai Yuhi chuckled lightly, took out a ninja scroll, and asked, "Do you want to learn it?"

"There's no need to waste time," Beizawa refused. "It's enough if you learn it."

"Alright."

Kurenai Yuhi knew Beizawa's specialty was Wind Style, so she didn't try to persuade him further.

Time flowed slowly.

The sunlight outside the window weakened, leaving only a wisp of red clouds on the horizon.

"Here's to us!"

Kurenai Yuhi raised her wine glass and said excitedly.

After a busy day, the two finished their research on Genjutsu and sat down at the dinner table to eat.

"Cheers!"

Beizawa smiled and clinked glasses with her before draining his cup.

"Ah!"

Kurenai Yuhi let out a long sigh.

She sat down unsteadily, her red dress swaying and revealing her curvaceous figure.

"Refill!"

Kurenai Yuhi held out her glass.

Beizawa picked up the wine pot, about to pour for her, but quickly realized how light it felt in his hand.

He shook it a couple of times; there was no sloshing sound.

"It's empty. That's all for today,"

Beizawa said, putting down the wine pot.

"You... what did you say?"

Kurenai Yuhi suddenly stood up, her face inches from Beizawa's, and asked.

The scent of alcohol and perfume wafted towards him.

Beizawa's eyes darted down, and he could see her soft, rosy lips.

He reached out and placed his hands on Kurenai Yuhi's shoulders, guiding her back to her seat.

"All the wine you brought is finished!"

Beizawa raised his voice and shouted.

"Then go buy more!"

Kurenai Yuhi said without hesitation.

"I'm not buying any,"

Beizawa shook his head and said, "Drinking too much isn't good for you."

"Huh?"

Kurenai Yuhi glared at him and asked fiercely, "Are you... are you going to buy more or not?"

"No,"

Beizawa replied fearlessly.

"You... you jerk, I'll remember this!"

Kurenai Yuhi's eyes grew tired from glaring, and she bit her finger, looking unwilling.

"Alright, you rest for a bit. After I finish washing the dishes, I'll take you home."

Beizawa couldn't help but chuckle.

Kurenai Yuhi snorted lightly, stood up, walked to the sofa, and flopped onto it.

As she moved, her full hips jiggled.

Beizawa cleared the table and walked into the kitchen with the dishes.

Ten minutes later, he took off his apron and returned to the living room.

"It's time to go home, Kurenai,"

Beizawa said, looking at Kurenai Yuhi, who was sprawled on the sofa.

"Not... not going,"

Kurenai Yuhi waved her hand, turned over, her red dress askew.

"Why?"

Beizawa asked with a smile, "Are you planning to sleep here?"

"Is that not allowed?"

Kurenai Yuhi sat up and said, "I have to come back tomorrow anyway, so I might as well just stay. Too much trouble to leave."

"Are you sure?"

Beizawa froze for a moment and asked.

"Alright, I'm going to take a bath. Where's your bathroom?"

Kurenai Yuhi swayed as she got up and asked.

"Over there."

Seeing this, Beizawa didn't say anything further.

His house was quite large, enough to comfortably house three people.

"Be careful."

Beizawa stepped forward and supported her.

"I... I'm fine!"

Kurenai Yuhi elbowed him and said.

"Okay, call me if you need anything else."

Beizawa supported her to the bathroom door before letting go.

"Mm."

Kurenai Yuhi nodded subconsciously.

She took two steps, then suddenly turned back to look at him.

"What is it?"

Beizawa met her gaze and asked.

"Want to shower together?"

Kurenai Yuhi thought of how Beizawa had firmly refused to buy her alcohol earlier, and asked with a playful smile.

The smile on her face seemed to say, I bet you wouldn't dare.

"Sure."

Beizawa said and walked towards her.

Kurenai Yuhi's smile froze, and her heart began to panic.

She quickly stepped back and slammed the bathroom door shut.

"I changed my mind! I'm showering alone! You're not allowed in!"

Kurenai Yuhi leaned against the door, her heart pounding and her face flushing.