A Handsome Guy's Taste Is Hard to Predict

[You trained diligently and received a blessing]

[Eight Trigrams Thirty-Two Palms (Beginner) *1]

[Pressure Point Striking Experience *1]

[Pressure Point Striking advanced from Proficient to Mastery]

[Basic Gentle Fist Experience *1]

[Basic Gentle Fist advanced from Proficient to Mastery]

[Energy Crystals *30]

Scored another thirty Energy Crystals for free. What a wonderful day, he thought happily.

And now that Eight Trigrams Thirty-Two Palms had reached the beginner level, it meant he could find a suitable time to apply to the clan to learn Rotation!

After leaving the training grounds, Hyuga Kaze headed into town to buy groceries.

Hyuga Seisen went home alone.

He had not gone far when two figures approached him.

One of them had a curvaceous figure that was very pleasing to the eye.

As for the other... the less said, the better!

The curvaceous girl had smooth black hair cascading over her shoulders and down her back.

Her eyes were like glistening red agates, clear and bright.

It was Yuhi Kurenai.

Her high, delicate nose and perfectly proportioned features rested upon a sharply defined face, forming a lovely countenance.

White bandages wrapped around her rounded thighs, while her red-and-black outfit perfectly outlined her figure.

Though she had yet to fully mature, her curves were already unmistakably defined.

As expected of Konoha's second most beautiful woman.

This was the second time Hyuga Seisen had seen Yuhi Kurenai since coming to this world, and she was still just as stunning.

No wonder the original owner had been surrounded by so many girls, yet remained set on her.

The two had once been quite close. After all, at this point in time, Yuhi Kurenai and Asuma did not seem particularly familiar with each other. It seemed their interactions only gradually increased after they both became Chunin.

Seeing Yuhi Kurenai looking at him, Hyuga Seisen habitually smiled and nodded in greeting.

"Good morning, Kurenai."

However, the moment Yuhi Kurenai saw his smile, her pretty face fell. She deliberately turned her head away and ignored him.

The last time, she had been the one to greet him first, yet this guy had merely given her a perfunctory response. After that, he had never come looking for her again, as though he did not care in the slightest how she had been doing.

She was angry, and she did not want to speak to him now.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She puffed out her fair cheeks like a little hamster hoarding food.

Then she gave a soft huff and proudly turned her head the other way.

That sulky expression only added a touch of childish cuteness to her exquisite features.

Hyuga Seisen was not offended. He naturally shifted his gaze to the person beside her—the one who was better left unmentioned.

"Good morning... uh..."

Hyuga Seisen faltered halfway through his greeting.

This was awkward. He had absolutely no memory of this female classmate's name.

Whose precious young lady was this?

He quickly swept his gaze over her full figure and brown hair. Before her expression could turn completely red with fury, inspiration struck, and he found a universally applicable form of address.

"Good morning, Akimichi."

Akimichi Hanahana's face, which had been about to darken, instantly brightened.

Seeing that Hyuga Seisen still remembered her, she jumped up happily.

"Good morning, Seisen-kun! I didn't think you'd remember me."

"How could I forget? You're so distinctive." Hyuga Seisen maintained his polite smile.

Yuhi Kurenai was still puffing out her cheeks beside him, sulking. Seeing this, Hyuga Seisen did not press the matter. He politely nodded and took his leave.

Cute as she was, if she refused to speak to him, he could not exactly force himself on her, could he?

Once Hyuga Seisen had gone far enough away, Akimichi Hanahana immediately sidled up to Yuhi Kurenai. "Hey! Kurenai, did you two have a fight?"

Yuhi Kurenai gave a dainty snort at that.

"It was just that when we graduated last year, I rejected his confession. He hasn't come looking for me since then."

She pursed her lips, looking deeply aggrieved.

"The last time I ran into him, he even gave me a perfunctory reply when I greeted him."

"That's terrible! Then you definitely shouldn't talk to him!" Akimichi Hanahana immediately took her side.

But then she could not suppress her curiosity. "Still... why did you reject his confession back then? Weren't you two pretty close before?"

"I didn't exactly reject him completely..."

Yuhi Kurenai's voice carried a trace of regret. "I just told him that I didn't want to think about dating for the time being... But he still shouldn't have just stopped talking to me forever!"

"Can you really bear to keep giving him the cold shoulder like this?" There was some regret in Akimichi Hanahana's eyes.

"Hmph! From now on, I'm me and he's him." Yuhi Kurenai said stubbornly. "I'm going to go my separate way from him."

"Ah! Is it really that serious?" Akimichi Hanahana's eyes widened in disbelief.

"You're really just going to let such a handsome guy slip away?"

"I don't want him! Whoever wants him can have him!" Yuhi Kurenai said petulantly.

"Really?"

Akimichi Hanahana's eyes lit up as if she had found some treasure. She hurriedly confirmed, "You mean it, Kurenai?"

"Of course!" Yuhi Kurenai said stubbornly.

"If you're not making a move, then I will." Akimichi Hanahana's voice carried a hint of eager excitement.

"Huh? You?"

Yuhi Kurenai's mind suddenly could not quite process it. Her big eyes blinked rapidly, as though she had heard something unbelievable.

Akimichi Hanahana tossed her head with flair and brushed back the hair draped over her shoulders.

"I'll give it a try! A handsome guy's taste can be pretty hard to predict sometimes~"

Then, as though she had thought of something, a blush spread across her face, and her eyes filled with little stars of anticipation.

"Didn't you notice that he treated me a little differently just now?"

"How was he different?" Yuhi Kurenai was still rather dazed by Akimichi Hanahana's instant offensive.

"He called you by your name, but..."

At this point, Akimichi Hanahana shyly lowered her head and pinched the corner of her clothes.

"But he called me 'Akimichi.' How polite."

"And he obviously hesitated before settling on that form of address."

"What does that mean? It means he really cared about the first impression he left on me! Or rather, he wanted to maintain a good image in my eyes!"

Yuhi Kurenai's brain was still lagging a little. Following Akimichi Hanahana's train of thought, she tried hard to recall what had just happened.

Thinking about it carefully, it did seem a little different when she put it that way.

She nodded vaguely.

Before she could sort it out, she caught sight of Akimichi Hanahana suddenly turning around, looking ready to act immediately.

She hurriedly reached out and grabbed her. "Y-you... what are you doing?"

"What do you think?" Akimichi Hanahana raised her brows with an expression that said she should know.

"Of course I'm going to strike while the iron's hot. Of course I'm going to win over that handsome guy."

Win over the handsome guy?

Yuhi Kurenai stood there with her little mouth open, staring wide-eyed at Akimichi Hanahana.

You're seriously doing this?

I was just saying it. How can this be okay?

He... he couldn't possibly like Hanahana's type.

Absolutely impossible!

But then again, Hanahana did have a point... what if?

She suddenly was no longer so sure.

After Hyuga Seisen's confession was rejected, could his taste have become... unusual?

For a moment, Yuhi Kurenai's thoughts twisted and turned, and inexplicable panic rose in her heart.

She hurriedly stretched out both hands and wrapped them around Akimichi Hanahana's sturdy waist.

When she realized her arms could not close around it at all, she quickly switched to clutching Hanahana's belt tightly. Then she leaned backward and exerted every ounce of strength she had.

Pulling with all her might in a tug-of-war stance, she dragged back Akimichi Hanahana, who was about to charge forward.

"No!"