Tsukimi's Dating Plan

Because Yūto captured the Kumogakure Camp and killed the elite Jonin Dodai, Hiruzen Sarutobi issued a promotion order for a Jonin from the village.

That is to say, Yūto became a Jonin.

Yūto looked at the appointment letter for a Jonin before him, feeling a wave of speechlessness.

Ever since taking his revenge, he felt that his strength had improved quite a bit once again.

He did not expect that he had already reached the level of a Jonin.

He had now figured out that every time he fought someone whose strength could suppress him by a sliver, if he won, his strength would rapidly increase.

As for the situation of losing a fight, he had not encountered it even once yet.

Minato held a brand-new Jonin Vest, solemnly handing it to Yūto, with a gentle smile carrying on his face.

Fugaku was a serious ninja, but this time he was also unusually a bit emotional, patting his shoulder: "A fourteen-year-old Jonin, the Uchiha Clan hasn't produced such a genius for many years."

The surrounding clansmen successively cast admiring gazes, and a few young ninjas even excitedly clenched their fists.

Yūto had now even become a role model for the Uchiha Clan, belonging to the kind of child of other people in the words of parents when they were young.

"Hurry up and put it on to try." Fugaku urged.

Yūto helplessly looked at the green Shinobi Flak Jacket in his hand, and unlike the Chunin vest, every Jonin vest was specially customized.

Even though Yūto was still young right now and his body had not fully grown yet, the sent Jonin Vest still fit very well.

Tsukimi stood at the very front of the crowd, and she was more excited than anyone else. Her crush had become a Jonin, and her cheeks also turned red because of excitement.

The night grew deeper, the celebrating crowd all dispersed, the bonfires on the outer periphery of the Konoha Camp gradually extinguished, leaving only sporadic candlelight swaying in the wind.

Tsukimi stood outside the Medical Tent, but her gaze involuntarily drifted toward the shade of the trees at the edge of the camp.

Yūto was sitting there alone, staring blankly at the distant battlefield.

She bit her lower lip, hesitated for a moment, and finally made up her mind to walk over.

"Yūto." Tsukimi called out softly, her voice gentle yet carrying a trace of tension.

Yūto came back to his senses, looking up at her: "Tsukimi? What is it?"

"That..." Tsukimi lowered her head slightly, her fingers unconsciously twisting together, "Tonight... our patrol squad is in charge of the patrol mission on the outer periphery of the camp, but Captain Fugaku temporarily pulled away others to execute a reconnaissance mission, and now manpower isn't enough..."

She paused, secretly raising her eyes to observe Yūto's reaction, seeing his expression calm, and only then continued: "So, I wanted to ask... can you accompany me to go on patrol together?"

Yūto was stunned for a moment, and he thought about it: anyway, there was nothing to do right now, he couldn't die anyway, and going out for a stroll didn't matter either, immediately nodding: "Okay."

Tsukimi's eyes instantly lit up, the corners of her lips unable to help raising a trace of a smile, but she quickly restrained it again, and said with feigned calmness: "Thank you! Then... shall we gather at the watchtower on the east side of the camp in half an hour?"

"Alright." Yūto responded briefly.

Tsukimi nodded, turning to leave, yet her steps were much lighter than when she came.

Actually, the manpower of the Patrol Squad wasn't pulled away at all.

She just... wanted to find an excuse to be alone with Yūto for a while.

After all, ever since he killed Dodai and became a hero, people were always surrounding him, and even her chances of speaking a word to him had become fewer.

And also...

She touched the thing hidden in her ninja tool pouch, her cheeks burning slightly.

Those were the Soldier Pills she had specially prepared, with honey and red beans added, making them a bit sweeter than ordinary ones.

Yūto should like them, right?

Beneath the Watchtower on the East Side of the Camp in the night, Tsukimi repeatedly tidied the straps of her ninja tool pouch, withdrawing her fingertips as if scalded the moment they touched that packet of special Soldier Pills.

Footsteps came from afar, and she hurriedly straightened her kunai, pretending to be checking her equipment.

"Where is the patrol route?" Yūto's figure emerged from the shadows, the brand-new Jonin Vest casting a cold gleam under the moonlight.

He looked around in puzzlement, "Where are the other members?"

Tsukimi's ear tips burned: "M-maybe they went to another route." She hurriedly pointed to the edge of the forest, "Let's inspect along the edge of the barrier first? I heard Kumogakure's sensory ninjas have been active frequently lately."

The two walked side by side on the moonlit path amidst the trees, the chirping of insects rising and falling. Tsukimi secretly glanced at the boy by her side, who was intently observing the warning tag on the tree trunk, the lines of his profile exceptionally clear in the night.

"Um, do you want to try this?" Tsukimi finally mustered the courage to pull out a Soldier Pill. "I improved the recipe."

Yūto took the oil-paper wrapper that still carried body heat, casually stuffing it into his mouth: "The taste is good, sweeter than military rations."

He chewed twice and suddenly frowned, "Wait, there's no Kumogakure chakra reaction nearby?"

"Actually..." Tsukimi's voice was as thin as a mosquito's, "I wanted to congratulate you on your promotion..."

Her fingers twisted her hem, the Sharingan glowing slightly in the dark, "Also, thank you for saving me last time."

"Saved you last time?" Yūto recalled for a moment, wondering when he had saved Tsukimi, and after thinking for a long time he finally realized it was last time in the valley.

"Oh that." Yūto casually wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth, "Anyone would have done that." He suddenly stopped his footsteps, the Three-Tomoe Sharingan abruptly activating, "There is movement at three o'clock!"

Tsukimi was completely dazed when she was dragged behind a tree, her back pressing closely against the other's chest.

Only until she heard Yūto's light laugh: "Turns out it's just a night owl." Did she discover that the two were so close that they could count each other's eyelashes.

"Let's continue patrolling." Yūto released his hand, completely unaware of the girl's blushing cheeks.

He pointed at the distant stream and proposed: "Let's go check the water source, that's where ambushes are easiest to set."

Tsukimi looked at his retreating back as he strode forward, bit her lip and chased after him.

This guy, how come he was so dense about romance?

Passing a thick tree trunk, she deliberately stumbled: "I think I twisted my ankle..."

"Should I carry you?" Yūto squatted down, his tone as ordinary as discussing tactics.

When Tsukimi cautiously wrapped her arms around his neck, he suddenly accelerated: "Hold on tight, there really is abnormal chakra in the southwest!"

The night wind blew away Tsukimi's unvoiced confession. She buried her burning face in the Jonin Vest, smelling the faint herbal scent and thinking.

At least... this could be considered a date, right?

Yūto carried Tsukimi and quickly passed through the forest, acutely sensing that strand of abnormal chakra approaching them at extremely fast speed.

It was not Kumogakure's Lightning Release chakra, but some kind of more familiar chakra fluctuation.

Bang!

Following a loud noise, Tsunade's figure descended from the sky, directly smashing a shallow pit into the ground.

She patted the dirt off her hands, yet froze when she raised her eyes.

Under the moonlight, Yūto was carrying a blushing Tsukimi on his back, the girl's hands still intimately wrapped around his neck.

"What is it, I thought it was a Kumogakure spy..." Tsunade's teasing gaze swept back and forth between the two, and because almost no battles had occurred recently, Tsunade had also been living very boringly.

Therefore she strolled near the camp tonight, originally having already chased away the patrol squad, yet she suddenly sensed chakra...

Her first reaction was that it was a Kumogakure spy, not expecting to interrupt Tsukimi's dating plan.

Tsukimi jumped off Yūto's back like she had been electrocuted, resulting in her actually sprained ankle hurting when she landed, and her whole body pitching forward.

Yūto instinctively reached out to support her, yet was snatched a step ahead by Tsunade grabbing the back of his collar.

Tsunade lifted Yūto with one hand, her other hand precisely catching Tsukimi, "It is forbidden to harass teammates by taking advantage of official position."

She glared at Yūto with pointed intent, "Especially certain brats who get full of themselves the moment they get promoted."

In Tsunade's impression, Yūto was just a perverted brat who liked taking advantage.

Combined with Tsukimi's blushing cheeks, Tsunade immediately thought that Yūto had carried out sexual harassment against Tsukimi under the guise of patrolling!

"Wait, Lady Tsunade!" Tsukimi was so anxious her Sharingan spun out, "I actively invited Yūto-kun to patrol!"

"Impossible!" Tsunade directly blocked the rest of Tsukimi's words, and she tugged on Yūto's cheek to interrogate: "Brat, now confessing honestly gives you a chance, did you harass Tsukimi!"

Yūto was being tugged by the cheek and defended himself unclearly: "I'm reawy pawtorring..."

Before the words finished, Tsunade suddenly sniffed and moved close to his collar.

"Honey and red bean flavor?" She narrowed her eyes dangerously. "The Soldier Pills distributed by the Medical Division don't have this flavor."

Saying this, she suddenly reached out and fished half a bag of Tsukimi's special Soldier Pills from Yūto's pocket. "I couldn't tell, you kid actually know how to make snacks to win over a girl's heart..."

"The evidence is conclusive now, and you still say you didn't deliberately trick Tsukimi out!"

"Perverted brat." Tsunade's whole body began to ripple with the blue light of the Chakra Enhanced Strength, "Tonight you must accept punishment!"