Watching the two of them quietly compete, Luo Mang finally came back to his senses. Sure enough, nothing had changed.
"All right, don't argue over this. Tell me what you're actually here for first."
Kurotsuchi hesitated, but after thinking for a moment, her eyes shifted as she came up with an explanation.
"Hehe, I just came to discuss how we'll divide things in the future with Temari. After all, I made our relationship official before she did, didn't I?"
She certainly couldn't tell anyone about the Diary.
Kurotsuchi had always regarded the Diary as a red thread of fate.
But when her father, Kitsuchi, actually tried to stop her, Kurotsuchi became unhappy and decided to tell him about the Diary. That would also put his objections to rest.
After all, just how extraordinary the Diary was proved how powerful Luo Mang, its author, must be.
Yet just as she was about to speak, an invisible force clamped her mouth shut and forcibly pushed the words back down.
She even felt the terror of death.
Having failed to persuade her father, she was forcibly dragged home by him. That was the full story behind why she had stood Luo Mang up that day.
Over the past few days, he had repeatedly asked her why she was interested in Luo Mang. Good looks wouldn't put food on the table. In Konoha, he had neither standing nor backing.
Kurotsuchi had no choice but to mumble her agreement and say she was only giving it a try. She was already this old and had never been in love, after all. She used excuses like that to brush Kitsuchi off.
"There's really no need to discuss such a trivial thing." Luo Mang spread his hands. He had never intended to rank one above the other.