You've Come at Just the Right Time

The night was quiet—so quiet that they could hear each other breathing.

The girl lay quietly in bed for a while, but she was still unsatisfied and tried to lift the covers to burrow into Jiang Feng's bed.

"Stop messing around!"

Jiang Feng raised a hand and pressed the girl back down, then solemnly tucked her covers in again. Like a silkworm cocoon, she was wrapped tightly in the thick blanket.

"It's warmer when two people sleep close together. We can keep warm with each other's body heat—it's common sense!" The girl wriggled twice and complained indignantly.

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With a wave of his hand, Jiang Feng created a fireball of the fire element and made it hover beside the bed without exploding or dispersing. It simply released heat quietly, and the slightly chilly room was immediately warmed up.

Pouting again, the girl came up with another excuse. "My blanket isn't soft enough. Jiang Feng, yours is softer."

This time, Jiang Feng did not move.

Both Kurenai Yuhi's and Konan's blankets had been brought from Sakura Manor. The covers were made of fine silk, while the filling was the best down—lightweight and warm.

"We're going to get married eventually anyway. What does it matter if we sleep together?"

The girl brought out her most powerful weapon again, her eyes brimming with tears. "Are you saying you don't want to marry me, Jiang Feng?"

"Of course I want to marry you."

"Then if you want to marry me, why won't you sleep with me?"

"All people must die. By your logic, since I'll die someday anyway, why shouldn't I die right now?"

"Ptooey, ptooey! I don't want you to die right now."

"If you want to leave my death for the future, that proves you agree that things meant for the future should be done in the future. Right now, we should do what needs to be done right now."

The girl was dissatisfied at first, but then she suddenly realized something and giggled. "You said you'll marry me someday?"

"If you're willing to marry me."

"So what are we now?"

"Special friends who sleep in the same bed." Jiang Feng's answer remained flawlessly airtight.

"Hmph!"

Not receiving the answer she wanted, the girl snorted coldly, wriggled around twice, and turned over, refusing to pay Jiang Feng any more attention.

The cold war lasted five seconds before Kurenai Yuhi realized something was wrong. She had come to turn hardened steel into something soft and yielding—why was she having a cold war instead?

Just as Kurenai Yuhi was about to wriggle around and turn back over, she suddenly saw the door being pushed open again. A woman with an orchid-like face floated in, hugging a quilt.

A ghost!

Kurenai Yuhi jolted in fright, her little face turning pale. Just as she was about to scream, she realized that the ghostly woman floating in looked somewhat familiar.

It was Konan.

Kurenai Yuhi knitted her brows and coldly demanded, "Why don't you make any sound when you walk?"

"Because I can fly."

Flying close to the ground was still flying.

No matter how quietly a person tiptoed, their footsteps could never be softer than someone floating along.

Konan closed the door and stood there holding the quilt. She neither intended to leave nor stepped any farther inside. There was not even a hint of awkwardness on her serene face after barging in. She merely stood silently, watching the man and woman on the bed.

Without a word, she expressed an attitude—a very firm attitude, the same attitude she had shown when she had actively asked to come to Sunagakure.

"What are you here for?" Kurenai Yuhi snapped.

Pah, what a shameless woman. She came looking for Jiang Feng in the middle of the night despite having no relation to him at all, without a shred of modesty.

"I'm scared." Konan's expression remained blank.

Konan nearly made Kurenai Yuhi laugh in anger.

Having lived with Konan in Sakura Manor for many days, she naturally knew how strong Konan was. She could probably rank around the middle among Konoha's Jonin.

And such a powerful Jonin was actually scared?

"What are you scared of?" Kurenai Yuhi asked again.

"I'm afraid of loneliness."

The girl was left speechless.

Of course she could be afraid of loneliness. Anyone could fear loneliness. There was no one in this world who did not fear being alone; there were only those who had become accustomed to solitude and isolation.

"I'll make room for you two."

Jiang Feng sighed helplessly and jumped down from the bed with his quilt. Konan was not the person he had been waiting for either.

Konan did not stand on ceremony. Without saying a word, she climbed over Kurenai Yuhi and lay down on the bed that still retained some warmth, lying side by side with her.

Kurenai Yuhi gritted her teeth. She neither spoke nor yielded, simply lying there without moving as she fiercely glared at Konan with her watery eyes, as if she wanted to drown her with the tears in them.

Jiang Feng sat by the table, watching the two pretty girls silently battle each other without any intention of "breaking up the fight."

How was he supposed to mediate this?

As long as the two girls still liked him, there was no way he could talk them out of it.

Jiang Feng had come to deeply understand that women, no matter what kind, got jealous.

There might be women who did not eat, and Jiang Feng happened to know one. But women who did not get jealous simply did not exist. If a woman was not jealous over you and did not feel competitive toward other girls because of you, it could only mean that she did not like you at all.

The room was as warm as spring, yet Jiang Feng felt a chill—a chill even colder than the Extreme Cold True Qi of his thirteenth level Bright Jade Technique.

No matter how strong a man was, he could not withstand the cold radiated by a woman during a cold war, so long as he still liked that woman—or those women.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open again!

The three people in the room all turned toward the doorway. When the newcomer saw the three of them inside, she too froze slightly.

Pakura.

Konan and Kurenai Yuhi were both stunned. Why had Pakura come? Why had this Ninja, so pure she hardly seemed like a woman at all, suddenly visited Jiang Feng's bedroom in the middle of the night?

Pakura quickly recovered. Then, upon seeing the fireball floating beside the bed, she froze again. That was... Scorch Release? No, it was Fire Release—Fire Release controlled to an unfathomable degree.

To fuse Scorch Release, one first had to master Fire Release. Pakura knew all too well what kind of control it took to tame fire-nature Chakra, which emphasized explosive power and burning and was exceptionally difficult to control, into something so gentle.

Ninety percent of the Jonin in the Ninja World famed for their Fire Release could not achieve this. Most Uchiha Jonin could not either.

She had not expected this brat's mastery of Fire Release to be so formidable as well.

Pakura stared deeply at Jiang Feng, then sneered. "Looks like I came at the wrong time."

Even Pakura could see what kind of battlefield Jiang Feng had been caught in.

"No, you came at exactly the right time." Jiang Feng stood up in relief. At last, he had a legitimate reason to leave this troublesome place.

Pakura frowned slightly. "You knew I would come?"

"I merely hoped that either you or Rasa would come tonight. If neither of you had come, I would have been very disappointed in Sunagakure's leadership."

"You knew the higher-ups sent me to bring you over?"

Pakura was even more surprised. The ones who had sent her to find Jiang Feng were indeed Sunagakure's higher-ups, who had only just reached a decision.

Jiang Feng smiled. "It couldn't have been because you wanted to see me yourself."

In your dreams!

Pakura gave a cold, mocking laugh. "Then why don't you guess why the higher-ups want to see you?"

"For peace."