On New Year's Eve of Konoha's 56th year, before the New Year bells rang, Konan, with Tayuya's help, prepared a lavish table of nine hot dishes and five cold platters. The whole family welcomed Konoha's 57th year while savoring the feast.
After everyone else gradually left, only Shisui and Konan remained in the house.
"Has Nagato started moving again?" Although Shisui had already obtained relevant intelligence from Shimura Danzō, he still cautiously confirmed it with Konan.
"Probably. Ever since I refused to remain in Akatsuki four years ago, Nagato has started keeping a lot of information from me." Since formally refusing to return to Akatsuki four years earlier, Konan and Nagato had gradually drifted apart.
"Mm, I know. This is your home now." As he spoke, Shisui pulled the somewhat downcast Konan into his arms and gave her a comforting hug.
Then Shisui felt a large, soft mass pressing against his chest from her front. Konan, in his arms, even let out a soft whimper.
"This is..."
Shisui lowered his head, and his gaze happened to pass through Konan's collar and into the depths of her kimono. With the visual enhancement of his Sharingan and Byakugan, everything was laid bare before his eyes.
"W-where are you looking..." Konan's voice, as faint as a mosquito's buzz, sounded from within Shisui's embrace.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."
If Shisui had not possessed a Sage Body, his nosebleed would probably have already erupted.
"Then how about today... you just... have me." Konan buried her entire face in Shisui's chest and murmured.
If Shisui's hearing had not been so sharp, he would not have been able to make out her words at all.
Despite having lived two lives, Shisui had not touched a woman in more than a decade, and he acted like a complete