The next morning, the staff of the administrative office arrived one after another.
As soon as Ino finished organizing the trade documents, she saw Yakumo walk in.
Yakumo was an introverted person, and usually at this time, she would always avoid other people's gazes, but today was a little different.
Her steps were lighter than usual, a subtle smile on her lips, and even her eyes were exceptionally bright, as if radiating an indescribable tenderness.
Ino put down the trade documents in her hand and her gaze circled around Yakumo. The more she looked, the more she felt something was off.
The former Yakumo was like an unripe apple, carrying the shyness of immaturity. Every time she met Shun's gaze, she would nervously avert her eyes. But now, her cheeks were flushed with a natural pink, and even her tone of voice had gained a few points of composure.
It was like an unripe apple had suddenly ripened into a peach, as if a light touch could make sweet juice overflow.
Ino took her wrist, speaking in a probing tone, "Yakumo, what's wrong with you today? From morning till now, you've been smiling and constantly spacing out. Is there something you're secretly hiding from me?"
At her sudden question, Yakumo's cheeks instantly turned crimson, and her eyes unconsciously drifted towards the window.
She stammered in reply, "Ino, no... nothing, really. Maybe... it's just... the weather is really nice today."
Ino raised her delicate eyebrows, clearly not believing the vague excuse.
She knew her best friend well. Every time Yakumo lied, she would subconsciously avoid eye contact and her fingers would lightly rub the corner of her clothes.
Looking at her flushed ear tips, a thought suddenly popped into Ino's mind.
Could it be that last night... Shun went to see Yakumo... This definitely smells like an affair.
As soon as this thought emerged, and seeing Yakumo's evasive gaze, Ino instantly confirmed her intuition.
Yakumo's gentle smile and the undeniable happiness in her eyes could not be explained by "good weather."
Ino lightly slapped the table, feigning anger. "Alright, Yakumo. You're secretly having a tryst behind my back. Did Shun-sama go to see you last night? What exactly did you two do?"
Having her secret guessed, Yakumo's cheeks turned red. She quickly shook her head in denial. "I... I didn't... It's not what you think..."
The more flustered she became, the more guilty she appeared, but the sweetness in her eyes could not be hidden.
Seeing Yakumo in this state, how could Ino not guess what was going on?
She let out a soft hmph, a complex emotion arising in her heart.
She had been more proactive than Yakumo, and had confessed to Shun earlier, yet Yakumo was the one who took that step first.
"Damn it, I tried so hard, but you got ahead of me."
Ino gritted her teeth inwardly, but her gaze became even more determined.
No, she couldn't give up just like that. If Yakumo could make Shun's heart stir, then she definitely could too.
...
In the afternoon, Shun was reviewing documents in his office when Ino walked in, holding a diplomatic letter.
She had specifically changed into a light pink shirt today, with two buttons unbuttoned at the collar. Her long hair was loosely tied at the back of her head, and a few wisps of hair fell beside her cheeks, adding a touch of feminine charm.
"Shun-sama, this is a draft cooperation agreement from the Land of Wind. It needs your signature for confirmation."
Ino walked to the desk, and instead of placing the document on the table as usual, she leaned forward and handed the document to Shun.
Her movements were quite broad, her chest curve subtly visible, and the scent of her hair wafted to his nose with her movements.
Shun looked down at the document, feeling the feminine charm Ino deliberately exuded.
He looked up, met Ino's bright eyes, and sighed helplessly, "Ino, you don't need to get so close to hand over documents."
Ino, however, did not retreat. Instead, she moved even closer. She deliberately rested her hand on the edge of the table, her fingers lightly brushing against the back of his hand.
"But this way, you can see the document content more clearly."
A slightly cool sensation spread across the back of Shun's hand.
Ino seized the opportunity to grab his hand, placing it on her face, gently caressing it, her eyes fervent.
"Shun-sama, my heart is beating so fast. Your hand is so warm, more comfortable than a winter stove."
Yakumo, eavesdropping outside the door, heard the conversation inside, her cheeks instantly flushing crimson. She quickly covered her mouth and quietly retreated.
She knew Ino's personality. Once she set her mind on something, she wouldn't give up easily. She just hadn't expected Ino to be so bold, to actually... do such a thing in the office.
Inside the office, Shun tried to pull his hand back, but Ino held it tightly.
He looked at the undisguised love and reluctance in Ino's eyes, and a trace of helplessness arose in his heart.
"Ino, let go of my hand first. Let's talk about work."
Ino, however, shook her head. Instead, she gripped his hand even tighter and pressed her cheek closer.
"I don't want to talk about work. I only want to talk about feelings with Shun-sama. What Yakumo can do, I can do too, and I can do it even better. Shun-sama, can't you just take a serious look at me?"
As she spoke, she deliberately lightly licked the back of his hand with the tip of her tongue, her eyes full of allure.
Shun avoided her overly fervent gaze, his expression becoming a bit more serious. "Ino, during office hours, we need to maintain proper decorum."
But Ino was persistent. After she released Shun's hand, she turned and walked behind him, gently wrapping her arms around his neck. She pressed her face tightly against his cheek.
"Decorum? Why didn't you talk about decorum with Yakumo? When you went to see her last night, why didn't you think about maintaining decorum?"
Upon hearing this, Shun's body suddenly stiffened slightly.
He hadn't expected Ino to find out about this so quickly.
Could it be that last night, when he went to see Yakumo, Ino saw him?
Shun took a deep breath, trying to pry her hands apart. "Ino, what happens between me and Yakumo is our business. Don't be unreasonable."
Ino, with a choked sob, showed no intention of letting go. "I'm not being unreasonable. I just like you and want to stay by your side. Is that wrong? If Yakumo can be yours, I can too. Shun-sama, please just give me a chance, okay?"
Her warm tears quietly soaked his neck. Feeling her tears, Shun's movements paused.
"Ino, I know you like me, but matters of the heart cannot be forced."
Ino hugged his neck tightly, refusing to let go. "I don't want a better person, I only want you."
***
[Naruto: Slaughter System]
After transmigrating into the Uchiha clan, Hiromi activates a system that only has killing in its mind.
[Kill Sarutobi Hiruzen!]
[Reward: Rinnegan]
[Kill Shimura Danzo!]
[Reward: Eternal Magekyo Sharingan]
[Kill Uchiha Madara!]
[Reward: Eight Inner Gates: Eighth Gate + Sage Mode]
Thus, someone who kills people at the drop of a hat was born in the Uchiha clan.