Kurotsuchi giggled, looking at Takumi restricting her freedom. "So? Do you admit I was trying to assassinate you now?"
Ayame beside them was even more bewildered.
'What's wrong with this woman?'
'Why is she so happy about being tied up?'
'Could it be that she's one of those women with a unique fetish?'
'No!'
'I must stay away from women like this!'
'But Takumi-husband seems to be personally escorting her. Is he in danger?'
While she hesitated, she saw Takumi securely bind Kurotsuchi, then toss her aside and sit down to continue eating the still-steaming ramen.
"Sorry, I almost wasted your feelings."
Takumi apologized slightly to Ayame, then picked up the ramen and devoured it.
Using action instead of words to express how delicious Ayame's noodles were.
"It's, it's okay."
Ayame's face immediately flushed. "If you want more, I can make another bowl."
"Okay, thank you."
Takumi said with a smile.
He did it on purpose.
One bowl was usually enough for him, and Ayame, afraid he wouldn't be full, gave him a large portion.
But he was just dissatisfied with Kurotsuchi's actions, so after tying her up, he deliberately left her hanging.
Although Ayame didn't see his intention, her very cluelessness cooperated with him perfectly.
"Hey, hey!"
Kurotsuchi was a bit anxious, left chained in the middle of the street in public view.
People passing by staring at her made her face redden.
Although she didn't mind being tied up, she did mind being stared at by so many people.
If it were possible, she would prefer that only Takumi was looking at her.
Also, she was hungry. Could he feed her a couple of bites?
"Takumi-hu... Takumi-kun, I want to eat too."
In her excitement, she almost blurted out 'husband' again, but she was in the street and playing the role of an assassin.
If that word slipped out and made Takumi think she wasn't really an assassin, and he untied her, wouldn't her plan be ruined?
"Hmm? You want to eat too?"
Takumi glanced back at her, picked up the ramen, and brought it to her.
Just as a look of longing appeared on Kurotsuchi's face, Takumi wafted the noodles under her nose and then took it back.
Ayame breathed a sigh of relief.
She only wanted to cook noodles for Takumi, not for anyone else, especially other women.
For a moment just now, she had almost spoken up.
Luckily, Takumi had just faked her out.
'Takumi-husband is so playful.'
She thought with a slightly flushed face, then proceeded to increase the noodle portion.
Seeing Kurotsuchi's frozen expression, Takumi felt much better. "As a prisoner, you need to be aware of your status."
"I'll feed you when the time is right."
How could Takumi possibly take noodles specially made for him by one girl and feed another girl with them?
He was not the type to disappoint his women.
Then, he sat down, finished the last of the noodles and the soup in the bowl, and breathed a comfortable sigh.
Then he saw Ayame place a huge bowl of ramen in front of him.
The portion was almost twice the size of the previous bowl.
The corner of Takumi's mouth twitched involuntarily. He looked up at Ayame, who was covering her blushing face with some embarrassment, and reluctantly smiled. "Ayame, isn't this portion... a bit too much?"
"Um, it's okay if you can't finish it all."
Ayame also realized she had unconsciously added too much and was now covering her bright red face, not daring to look at Takumi.
'I added too many noodles!'
'If Takumi-husband thinks I eat this much too, what should I do?'
'Will he mistake me for a pig?'
"It's okay. Since you made these noodles for me with your own hands, Ayame, how could I waste them?"
Takumi was just commenting on the portion size. In fact, for him, eating this amount was no problem at all.
Having randomly drawn the Devour talent many times in simulations,
Although he hadn't obtained the talent that let him eat things to grow in certain aspects,
His appetite had still increased somewhat.
He just didn't usually need to overeat.
Although this bowl was a bit much, it was still within his capacity.
At most, he'd be a bit stuffed.
As he said before,
He would never disappoint his women.
Then, under Ayame's delighted gaze, he finished the entire large bowl of noodles.
Teuchi watched him with surprise in his eyes. Besides the Akimichi Clan, he rarely saw anyone eat this much.
In fact.
Takumi's appetite was still very weak compared to Hinata's.
There was even a rumor that the reason Hinata was so weak might be because she had never been full since childhood.
If a child can't even eat their fill, how could their strength possibly improve?
"..."
Burping contentedly, Takumi waved his hand indicating he really couldn't eat anymore.
The large bowl with a little soup left was taken away by Ayame, her face full of satisfaction. "I'll make this portion for you from now on, okay?"
"Okay."
What else could Takumi say? He could only reluctantly agree.
Then, he slowly dragged Kurotsuchi back to his house.
He had no choice.
He had eaten too much; walking too fast wouldn't be good for his stomach.
At the same time, he was thinking.
He didn't even respond when Kurotsuchi called him from behind.
He hadn't forgotten that there was another woman in his house.
That woman was far more dangerous than Kurotsuchi.
The one who used billions of explosive tags to try and blow up Obito, just to maintain a long enough explosion to kill him.
That woman, when she got ruthless, was still quite scary.
At least Takumi didn't dare provoke her casually.
But on second thought, he was also curious about why Konan had come.
He didn't see any other Akatsuki's members nearby.
This suggested she probably came alone.
'To spy on me?'
Takumi didn't think that was necessary, and within the Akatsuki, matters like this were Zetsu's specialty.
So there's no need to send Konan for such thing.
Now that he understood Kurotsuchi's purpose, he began to wonder if this was also Konan's purpose?
Only Konan was a bit more reserved, and she had never expressed admiration for him.
'Maybe, she was also confused inside.'
"Looks like I need to test her."
He muttered quietly.
"What are you saying?"
Kurotsuchi asked curiously. "Pay attention to me, will you?"
"Alright, stop fussing."
Takumi turned back helplessly. "We're almost home. I'll untie you when we get there, okay?"
"No!"
Kurotsuchi's expression changed. Her main purpose in coming here was to experience everything Yugito had enjoyed here.
If she was untied, how could she experience the treatment of being fed by Takumi personally, helped to the toilet, and bathed by him?
Wouldn't that be a loss?!
"Absolutely not!"
Kurotsuchi shouted loudly. "I'm someone trying to assassinate you! How can you just casually untie me? Aren't you afraid I'll stab you with a kunai in the middle of the night..."
Well, towards the end, her voice got quieter and quieter.
Not because of the piercing stares from passersby, but because she couldn't even bear to say the words that would hurt Takumi.
She loved Takumi too much!
She's so sincere that Takumi felt like crying.
Takumi's face darkened. "Got it, I won't untie you."
Turning to the surrounding villagers, he said, "Don't worry, she won't succeed."
Only then did the villagers turn away from staring at Kurotsuchi.
Honestly, Takumi felt that if things continued like this, Kurotsuchi might very well get herself killed in Konoha because of her outspokenness.
That would be troublesome.
Fortunately,
Konoha's villagers were reasonable, at least better than the ignorant, savage people in some small villages.
"Just give me a break."
Takumi sighed. "Just stay put for now. I'll send a message back to the Tsuchikage and have him send someone to take you back."
"No!"
Kurotsuchi crazily shook her head. "I'm your prisoner now! You can dispose of me however you want!"