Crack! Crack! Crack!
Early in the morning, the piercing sound of firecrackers jolted Uchiha Gin awake from his sweet dream. Rubbing his bleary eyes, he lazily rolled over and pulled open the curtains, only to find the entire village wrapped in a lively, festive atmosphere.
Smelling the scent of gunpowder drifting over from afar, he scratched his messy curls and lay back down on the soft bed.
"Ha... It's New Year already?"
Time really flew. Uchiha Gin felt like he had done nothing all year, and yet it was already time to hand out red envelopes to the younger generation again.
"Curly-haired Baboon! Get up already!"
Just as he counted on his fingers how many huge red envelopes he would need to prepare, Senju Itama excitedly slammed open the bedroom door.
"Bastard, why are you still sleeping?"
Dressed in a festive cheongsam, she saw Uchiha Gin still lying dead on the bed and immediately pounced onto it like a starving tiger. Her dainty pink fists came smashing down without a word.
"I was wrong. Spare me."
Uchiha Gin's expression stiffened as he looked at Senju Itama straddling him. This girl had no sense of restraint with her fists. If she damaged him, wouldn't his future sex life be ruined in an instant?
"Hmph! Didn't I tell you to get up early last night? Did you take my words as nothing?"
Seeing that Uchiha Gin's attitude was fairly sincere, Senju Itama's pink fist finally stopped at the tip of his nose. The sharp gust from her punch swept past, blowing his curls from side to side.
Gulp~
Uchiha Gin swallowed with difficulty, immensely grateful that he had not tried to talk back.
Still, this girl's outfit was pretty enticing. A cheongsam with black stockings—among New Year limited-edition outfits, it was definitely