Fortunately, no fight broke out, though there was still some hostility between them.
"Looks like you're getting along quite well. If that's the case, I can rest easy." Chen nodded in satisfaction.
However, all the women rolled their eyes at Chen upon hearing that, while Chen acted as though he had noticed nothing.
In truth, Chen was only pretending not to see.
Kushina moved closer to Chen, then flopped directly into his arms and looked smugly at the others.
"Kushina, you still love courting death and drawing aggro like this," Chen whispered into Kushina's ear.
"What do you mean, courting death and drawing aggro?" Kushina shot Chen a dissatisfied glance, then bit him.
The chips in Sora's hand crumbled as she squeezed them, and her gaze toward Kushina turned somewhat unfriendly.
"You're Kasugano Sora, right? Hehe." Kushina gave Sora a once-over, then clicked her tongue with a chuckle.
Sora felt extremely uncomfortable and asked unhappily, "What are you laughing at?"
"You should eat more meat and replenish your nutrition. Look at you, you're so undernourished. That won't do at all!" Kushina said with a concerned expression.
Sora lowered her head to look at herself, then looked at Kushina's voluptuous figure. The frustration in her heart built to its limit.
What was so great about that? She could still develop. Maybe she would surpass this hateful woman someday and make her envy her instead.
Well, that was really just Sora deceiving herself. Hundreds of years had already passed, yet she had not changed in the slightest. Her figure had long since been set.
Sora's little hands clenched with cracking sounds. Kushina truly was unmatched at drawing aggro—she had only been here for a short while, yet she had already earned Sora's hatred.
"Sora, flat chests are actually a rare resource too."