Shingetsu woke leisurely from her deep sleep and opened her eyes. All she saw was an ordinary white ceiling, not one sliced into pieces by death lines. Her vision was perfectly normal, and her body felt comfortable too.
Lying snugly beneath the soft, fluffy bedding, Shingetsu let out a relieved sigh. It felt as though it had been ages since she had enjoyed such an ordinary, peaceful morning.
After staring at the unfamiliar ceiling for a while, Shingetsu gave a lazy yawn, closed her eyes again, and rolled over, deciding to go back to sleep.
The door clattered open. Tobirama frowned at Shingetsu, who had bundled herself in the covers and clearly had no intention of getting up, then shook his head helplessly.
Madara would surely have given in and let her sleep, but the cold, merciless Tobirama chose to clap his hands loudly right beside her ear.
"Aaaaaah!"
Shingetsu screamed, hurriedly covered her ears, and sprang upright beneath the covers.
She stared wide-eyed at Tobirama's smug expression. This white-haired bastard was absolutely hateful. She grabbed the pillow beside her and hurled it straight at his face.
Tobirama casually caught the pillow, then produced a delicious-looking pancake from behind his back as though performing a magic trick. Shingetsu's anger instantly vanished. She took the pancake and nibbled at it like a little squirrel, savoring every bite.
Although Shingetsu looked adorable when she ate, her table manners were truly awful. Watching her munch away and scatter pancake crumbs everywhere, the cleanliness-obsessed Tobirama finally reached his limit. He grabbed her by the collar and carried her out, scolding her as he went:
"Don't eat in bed!"
They were actually still in Tobirama's laboratory. He had temporarily turned a spacious, tidy room into a dining room and carefully set her down in a