Karura and Pakura hurriedly made excuses.
Karura said she needed to eat, while Pakura said she needed to dry her hair.
"All right. I helped dry your hair just now, so shouldn't you help dry mine?" Uchiha Yin raised an eyebrow.
Seeing how flustered Karura and Pakura were, Uchiha Yin found it rather amusing.
"Fine, I'll get the hair dryer. And Karura, don't start eating without us." Pakura glanced at Karura.
"Of course. I'll wait right here," Karura said, keeping her eyes down.
Pakura brought out a hair dryer and walked over to Uchiha Yin.
Uchiha Yin sat down in a chair, his gaze level with Pakura's shoulders.
Pakura stood right in front of Uchiha Yin, and his gaze settled on her upper body.
Pakura switched on the hair dryer and gently combed through Uchiha Yin's hair.
With Uchiha Yin's eyes fixed on her, Pakura felt her heart beating faster and faster.
"Where are you looking?" Pakura asked, her face flushed as she turned Uchiha Yin's head to the side.
"Where do you think I'm looking?" Uchiha Yin asked, though he knew perfectly well.
"You..." Pakura said no more.
She was embarrassed, but she also felt a quiet flicker of pride.
"Which two people said they were ready just now? Wasn't one of them named Pakura?" Uchiha Yin said with a wicked grin.
"No. I only know one of them was named Karura," Pakura denied, blushing as she dragged Karura into it too.
After all, Pakura was still an inexperienced young woman. When it came time to actually go through with it, she lost her nerve.
"Your hair's dry. Let's eat." Pakura unplugged the hair dryer and walked over to the dining table.
Uchiha Yin followed her with a smile.
By now, both Pakura and Karura, who had seemed so