Shikaba squeezed Obito's shoulder and said,
"Enough about me. Let's talk about you."
"You've been engaged for four or five years now. How come nothing's happened?"
After a moment of silence,
Shikaba glanced around and lowered his voice.
"Is it still because of what happened back then?"
Obito shook his head slightly and said,
"It's not just that. There are some other factors too..."
While the two were whispering to each other,
Rin hurried over.
"Obito-kun, I've been looking everywhere for you! Why are you still here?"
She took Obito's hand and gave Shikaba an apologetic smile.
"Sorry, Shikaba-kun. I'm borrowing him!"
"The ceremony's about to start. We need to hurry and get ready!"
Shikaba shrugged with a smile.
"No worries. Go on."
"I'll see you later, Shikaba."
Obito barely got those words out before Rin pulled him toward the stage.
Behind the stage,
two figures had been waiting for quite some time.
"Obito, you're finally here," a woman said wearily.
Obito scratched his head awkwardly.
"Sorry, Kurenai, Asuma. Sorry for the wait."
Asuma waved it off.
"No problem. We've still got some time before it starts."
Asuma had slicked his hair back today.
He wore a sharp black suit.
Paired with his roguish face and full beard,
he looked every bit the rakish, stylish older man.
But you're only twenty-one...
Obito thought to himself.
Kurenai's outfit was even more eye-catching.
Her sheer white dress made her skin look fairer than snow.
Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her alluring collarbones half concealed.
A hint of her impressive cleavage showed.
An ordinary man probably couldn't handle her.
Two long, fair legs extended beneath her skirt.
She wore a pair of sparkling heels.
She looked like a queen of pure innocence.
The two girls huddled together, chatting and laughing.