The Pure Filthy Woman

The night passed without a word, all of it pure, unadulterated substance!

The two had finally transitioned from the virtual network to the stage of real-world practice!

It had to be said, the virtual version was just that—virtual. The tactile sensation was completely different, and the physical exertion was worlds apart. However, strength was strength; as a ninja's personal power increased, it naturally drove improvements in both spirit and physique!

An ordinary ninja would be exhausted after a few hours of combat. But when Madara Uchiha and Senju Hashirama fought for days and nights on end without issue, that was the comprehensive enhancement brought about by true power!

Pakura was far too different from him. In the world of Tsukuyomi, she could ignore the drain on her stamina, but in reality, she couldn't keep up. Looking at the mess in the room, Uchiha Gen picked up the sleepy-eyed Pakura and carried her off to wash up.

"Don't mess around, I'm so tired! Let me sleep a bit more!" Pakura muttered weakly in Uchiha Gen's arms.

"It's already noon, and you're still sleeping? It's a good thing neither of us is currently on active duty, so we don't have to worry about emergency missions. Otherwise, if people saw you in this state, they'd die laughing!" Uchiha Gen sighed helplessly as he carried her, forcibly helping her wash up. Seeing that she truly had no energy left, he stopped pestering her and let her go back to sleep.

"I'm going out to get you some lunch. Is there anything you want to eat?" Uchiha Gen looked at Pakura on the bed, asking softly as he got dressed.

"Whatever, anything is fine!" Pakura was likely still in her dreams, her answer perfunctory.

Fine, "whatever" seems to be the universal cuisine. What exactly is this "whatever" dish? Why does everyone want to order it?

Konoha—the bustling main street!

It was high noon, and people from all walks of life were flooding the eateries. The street was filled with the aroma of various delicacies, making it impossible for anyone to resist!

Forget it, I'll just bring one of everything for Pakura. That way, I'll know her preferences and won't have to deal with "whatever" the next time this happens. Besides, it's not like I'm short on money, right?

"Gen-kun, Gen-kun~" Suddenly, a voice called out from behind Uchiha Gen.

Hiss~ Even as the top expert in Konoha, Uchiha Gen couldn't help but shiver upon hearing that voice! He had just climbed out of Pakura's bed and run into Kurenai Yuhi the moment he stepped outside? Thankfully, he had made sure to take a shower before leaving, or he definitely would have been exposed!

"Oh, it's Kurenai? What a coincidence! I was just planning to buy some takeout to bring to your place to eat together, but I didn't know what you liked, so I bought a bit of everything!" As a ninja with the fame of Uchiha Gen, it was impossible to pretend he hadn't heard her at this distance. With no other choice, Uchiha Gen turned around and improvised.

"You could have just come over yourself; why bother buying takeout? My own cooking isn't bad, you know!" Upon hearing this, Kurenai naturally took the food intended for Pakura from Uchiha Gen's hands and pulled him toward her home.

Pakura, I'm sorry! I'll bring you some later. You're probably still asleep anyway, and a bit more rest is good for your health!

Along the way, Uchiha Gen struggled to adjust his mindset, trying his best to remain calm. He had to admire those from his past life who cheated and hid outside windows—what incredible psychological fortitude they must have had!

It seemed he needed to make Kurenai his as soon as possible; otherwise, he would always be living in fear like this.

"Gen, we're home. You sit down first, I'll go get you some drinks. Do you want me to whip up a soup? I noticed you didn't buy any soup," Kurenai suggested as she opened the refrigerator.

"No need for the trouble. I just thought soup would be hard to carry! This is already such a feast that the two of us might not even finish it; if you make soup, we definitely won't be able to drink it," Uchiha Gen waved his hand in refusal. Just kidding, he just wanted to finish eating as quickly as possible so he could go buy more takeout for Pakura!

"Ah, I see. That works too!" Kurenai seemed to be deep in thought, stealing a glance at Uchiha Gen as he arranged the food. She blushed secretly as she replied.

"Come over and eat! It'll get cold soon!" Uchiha Gen called out to Kurenai, who was still in a daze.

"Why are you acting so strange? What are you thinking about?" Uchiha Gen asked curiously while eating some eel. Does this little girl have something on her mind? Could it be related to Danzo... No, that's impossible! Danzo is probably still wallowing in self-isolation; how could he have recovered so quickly? Unless his sexual orientation is abnormal! But based on his state yesterday, he was clearly as normal as could be.

"Ah? Oh, it's nothing! Just eat. Do you have anything else to do after you finish?" Kurenai asked with a slight blush.

This... can I say I have something to do? If I say yes, she'll probably ask what it is, and if I go back and forth, what if I slip up?

"Ah, no, nothing. Why do you ask, Kurenai?" Uchiha Gen feigned composure as he shoveled rice into his mouth, though his slightly trembling hands betrayed his true state of mind.

"Oh~ it's nothing. If you're free later, I wanted to learn more about Pokemon battles from you. I don't have much experience in that area, so I need your guidance!" As expected, Gen-kun is the best. Doing it myself just doesn't compare!

"Pfft—cough, cough, cough! What? Pokemon battles?" Is this girl addicted?

"Kurenai, take my advice: you're still young, you need to show some restraint!" Uchiha Gen tried to decline. It wasn't that he couldn't—even though he had been exhausted all night, he could still handle a mere Kurenai Yuhi—but Pakura was still waiting at home!

"I don't care, I want to play! You're the one who caused this trouble, Gen-kun, so you have to help me solve it!" Kurenai murmured, her face flushed as she pressed tightly against Uchiha Gen.

Looking at the slightly naive Kurenai before him, what man could withstand such a test?

"Kurenai, your father won't come home suddenly, will he?" Uchiha Gen licked his lips, his throat feeling parched.

"He won't. Father has already gone out on a mission, and it'll only take a second, so you don't need to worry too much, Gen-kun!" Kurenai currently looked like a creepy uncle trying to lure a little girl to see his goldfish.

"What? A second? Me? You foolish Kurenai! It seems I must give you a proper lesson today! Otherwise, if this gets out, wouldn't I, Uchiha Gen, have to move to another world to live?" Uchiha Gen said with feigned indignation.

As he spoke, he ignored the half-eaten food, scooped Kurenai up, and headed toward the bedroom. Kurenai's bedroom didn't have a typical "girly" style; instead, it was filled with a sense of warmth. Perhaps children from single-parent families longed more for a complete home.

"Wait—wait, Gen! This isn't like last time. No, aren't we supposed to use Genjutsu?" Kurenai asked, looking slightly flustered by Uchiha Gen's posture. Actually, Genjutsu was just fine...

"Genjutsu? That's a minor trick. Today, we're doing a real-world drill!" Uchiha Gen said, his hands not stopping for a moment.