Leaving My Mark

Yamei turned his head to look, and Naruto had already arrived beside them, looking at him with surprise.

"It's you, long time no see," Yamei said with a smile.

"Yeah, yeah! It's finally good to see you again! I still remember, I'm going to treat you to Ichiraku Ramen!"

Yamei was stunned and gave Naruto a strange look. If Naruto hadn't mentioned it... he would have forgotten about it.

"My name is Uzumaki Naruto, and you haven't told me your name yet."

"My name is Hyakawa Yamei."

"Yosh! Yamei! I'll treat you to Ichiraku Ramen later as an apology for last time!" Naruto stared at Yamei with great anticipation.

"This... okay, how about this afternoon... I have something to do in a bit..." Yamei hesitated, looking at the flowers in his hand.

"Okay! Then I'll wait for you at Ichiraku Ramen this afternoon!" Naruto nodded excitedly and turned to run back into the village.

"This guy..." Yamei opened his mouth and gave a helpless wry smile. He hadn't even said a time, so how was Naruto supposed to wait...

"Thank you so much just now, Yamei-kun."

Hinata finally caught her breath. Her small face was still slightly flushed, and she said gratefully.

"It was nothing, but it's so cold today, don't stay outside for too long, hurry home."

As Yamei spoke, he took out a single flower from the bouquet in his arms and handed it to Hinata: "Here, this is for you, a welcome gift."

Hinata numbly reached out and took it, then stared blankly at Yamei: "Th-thank you, Yamei-kun."

"Mhm, bye-bye."

Yamei turned and walked away.

Watching Yamei leave, and then looking at the flower in her hand, Hinata's face broke into a smile, but then she froze. She... seemed to have forgotten to tell Yamei-kun her name.

After tidying up, Yamei didn't go home but went straight to Kurenai's house and knocked on the door.

Creeeak

The door opened, and Kurenai's ruby-like eyes reflected Yamei's figure.

"Where did you go!? I called you for dinner just now, and you weren't here," Kurenai questioned.

"Hehe, congratulations on your promotion to Jonin, Kurenai!"

Yamei brought out the roses he had prepared from behind his back.

That's right, although Kurenai's Genjutsu was excellent before, she was only a special Jonin. It was only today that she truly became a Jonin.

Kurenai stared at the roses in front of her, momentarily stunned. The dissatisfaction on her face was quickly replaced by joy.

"You! You're so thoughtful."

"So, you're not going to give me a hug? Alas..." Yamei put on a sad and resentful expression.

Kurenai's pretty face flushed slightly. After hesitating, she stepped forward and hugged Yamei.

He felt the warm embrace, the broad chest, and especially the faint scent of virginity that made his heart flutter.

However, Kurenai quickly let go of Yamei and glared at him: "Are you happy now!"

"Hehe, very happy! I'd be even happier if I could get a hug every day."

Yamei chuckled, playing the role of being shamelessly persistent.

"Hmph! You wish! Come in quickly, it's just the two of us for dinner today." Kurenai rolled her eyes at him and turned to go into the room.

"Where's Aunt Rinon?"

"She went out." Kurenai placed the flowers in a vase. There were already three or four other bouquets there, all gifts from Yamei.

"I'm planning to buy another property. After all, I'm not young anymore, and it's inconvenient to live here all the time, so my mother went to check things out first."

Yamei was stunned, and a smile immediately appeared on his face: "You can come live at my place! I'm alone anyway."

Kurenai fell silent, just looking at him quietly.

His intentions were as clear as day to everyone!

"Ahem..." Yamei coughed awkwardly, pretending not to see, and sat directly at the dining table.

"Pfft..." Seeing Yamei's slightly embarrassed expression, Kurenai chuckled softly: "Your yard is large, but you know my mother."

"Also, the yard I bought is right next to yours."

"That's great!" Yamei's smile immediately widened.

Kurenai served the food and brought it over, handing it to Yamei before kneeling opposite him.

"I'm starting..."

Four dishes, similar to Chinese cuisine... Kurenai had learned to cook them specifically because she found out Yamei liked them.

Kurenai: "How is your cultivation going?"

"It's okay, I should be in the top five among the new students," Yamei shrugged.

"So confident? I heard that your year has quite a few children from major clans."

"What if they're from a big clan? I have Kurenai! I'm not worse than them."

"Cough cough!" Yūhi Kurenai coughed lightly, her cheeks slightly flushed as she looked at him. "Don't talk nonsense! You're so improper all day."

"I'm not wrong."

Seeing Yamei's sulky expression, Kurenai's eyes curved, and her heart felt as if it were filled with honey.

After dinner, Yamei sat on the sofa and picked up a book to read, while also opening the Sea of Derivations in his mind.

[New materials acquired: Hyuga Bloodline Power, Gentle Fist.]

"Analyze Hyuga Bloodline Power integration into Hyakawa Bloodline!"

"Analyze Gentle Fist integration into Art of a Hundred Refinements."

[Analyzing and deducing, estimated derivation time: 6 hours.]

Just then, Kurenai finished tidying up and sat down beside Yamei.

Seeing Kurenai sit down, Yamei immediately lay on his side, resting his head on her lap.

Kurenai's body stiffened abruptly. She looked down at Yamei, only to see him still engrossed in his book. Her shyness instantly faded, replaced by a sense of amusement.

However, she didn't push Yamei away. Instead, she reached out and stroked his hair, staring intently at his profile.

"How is it? Don't you think I'm very handsome?"

"Mhm, not only handsome, but also very narcissistic," Kurenai replied with a smile.

Yamei snorted lightly. "This is called self-awareness! When I grow up, you'll know just how handsome and dashing I am!"

Kurenai agreed with a nod. Indeed... although Yamei was only seven and looked like a cute little boy, his facial features were already quite handsome.

But then she immediately thought of herself... She was twenty-one now, and by the time Yamei graduated from the Ninja Academy, she would be twenty-seven...

Suddenly, a sense of loss washed over Kurenai's face.

Yamei immediately noticed Kurenai's emotional shift. He turned his head and managed to guess part of it.

He sat up again, reached out, hooked Kurenai's chin, and turned her face towards him.

He gazed at her slightly dazed, beautiful face, her moist and alluring red lips...

Mwah!

Catching her off guard, Yamei went straight for it.

Kurenai's body froze instantly, a blush creeping up her cheeks. "You... what are you doing!"

Yamei looked earnestly into her eyes and said softly, "I've left my mark on you, so you can't run away now."

Faced with his burning gaze, Kurenai couldn't help but look away, murmuring, "My home is right here... where would I run to..."

"Heehee, can you give my shoulders a rub..."

With that, Yamei lay on Kurenai's lap once more.

Time flew by to five in the afternoon. Yamei reluctantly left Kurenai's house...

"I shouldn't have agreed to Naruto! In this cold weather, isn't it better to stay in a warm embrace? I regret it!"

Sighing, Yamei quickened his pace towards Ichiraku Ramen.

"Hey! Yamei... over here!"

As soon as he arrived, he heard a loud shout.

Yamei noticed him and frowned slightly, then ignored the Anbu members present.

He walked up to Naruto, noticing a few snowflakes on his clothes, and asked, "How long have you been here?"

"Not too long, I arrived around three," Naruto chuckled.

"Idiot..."

Yamei shot him a look. "I'm the one who's late. I'll treat you to this meal."

"No, no, it was my mistake for not telling you the time. I'll treat!" Naruto said stubbornly.

Seeing this, Yamei didn't refuse any further.