Marrying in Batches

After Sari left, Shiraishi Yoshijo turned and went to Pakura's castle to see Temari.

Half a year ago, Temari had borne him a son. But since she had no official status, Shiraishi Yoshijo arranged for her to raise the child with Pakura. Since they were both from Sunagakure, he had assumed they would get along well.

But Temari's father, the Fourth Kazekage Rasa, had nearly gotten Pakura killed back then. Though Pakura would not deliberately make things difficult for Temari, she had never treated her kindly either.

After greeting Pakura, Shiraishi Yoshijo ignored her resentful gaze and headed straight for Temari's room.

The door was half-open. Shiraishi Yoshijo pushed it open and entered, just in time to see Temari hurriedly put away a letter, unable to conceal the delight on her face.

The corner of Shiraishi Yoshijo's mouth twitched. "Looks like you already know."

Since she had been found out, Temari no longer bothered hiding it. Smiling, she said, "I'm going to attend Gaara's wedding."

"In what capacity are you attending the wedding?"

"Of course, as Gaara's older sister!"

Temari looked completely matter-of-fact.

Shiraishi Yoshijo took a deep breath and said expressionlessly, "What if I told you Queen of Roran is my daughter?"

???

Temari's mind buzzed. Her face first filled with shock, then darkened. Suddenly, she burst into wild laughter, swaying back and forth. This woman was simply incomprehensible.

Forget it. Living in an environment like this, it would be stranger if she were normal. One could not survive without going mad.

Shiraishi Yoshijo said nothing. He walked over to her and began stripping off her clothes.

Her laughter came to an abrupt halt.

Once her clothes had been removed, Temari's expression became complicated. Some things, once they happened the first time, would happen countless times afterward. Before this