"Is that why you've always been so pragmatic?"
Pakura skipped over the topic that had just made her blush and her heart race, questioning Zhengye's approach to things instead.
Zhengye shook his head. "If you knew the shinobi world might be destroyed in less than ten years, you'd be just as pragmatic."
Pakura's heart trembled at those words.
She felt a sense of impending danger, as though a sword hung over her head.
The flirtatious atmosphere between her and Zhengye was completely dispelled.
"Then what do you have in mind next?"
Zhengye was browsing his cheat interface, checking what he had just received in Amegakure:
[Ding! Nagato's and Konan's fates have changed. Draw attempts gained: ×6] [Ding! Earned Nagato's and Konan's recognition. Draw attempts gained: ×2] Current draw attempts: 34
Seeing his draw attempts increase, Zhengye's lips curved slightly in satisfaction.
He answered casually, "Gather and train more powerful fighters, of course, and buy us more time."
"And beat down anyone who sticks their neck out."
Pakura's expression was complicated and unreadable. "Did you save me back then solely because you wanted more people in the shinobi world capable of fighting back?"
Hearing the plaintive note in Pakura's voice,
Zhengye chuckled.
"Do you have that little confidence in yourself?"
Pakura fidgeted and mumbled, "Who... who knows what you're thinking?"
Zhengye shifted the hand supporting Pakura slightly.
He stroked her waist, a gesture that was rather forward.
But at that moment, it was also a signal from him.
Pakura's face flushed bright red. She gritted her teeth and said,
"What... what are you doing?"
"Making sure you know you're attractive."
At that, Pakura shot Zhengye a fierce glare.
"I know now! Stop touching me."
Looking disappointed, Zhengye returned his hand to its original position. "I thought I might get