Naruto: If I ask you to kill Sasuke, you will become a succubus?

I heard every word he said clearly, and I could understand it clearly, but... I felt like I had no idea what it meant.

Be shy with him for once?

This sounds as if "shyness" is a product in a store that can be bought with money.

Furthermore, the object must be specified.

Even if Bai, who made me shy once, stood in front of me and asked me to be shy towards him again, I don’t know if I could do it, let alone Sasuke?

But...wait, when we were shy in the dialogue, I felt my heartbeat quicken, I was at a loss, I couldn't look him in the face, I was sweating from nervousness, didn't I have a similar experience with Sasuke once?

At that time, I wanted to buy him a shirt, so I secretly went to his closet to measure the size. When I was discovered, I was holding his clothes. It was a similar feeling!

I asked, “How many chances do I have?”

"As many times as you want." After that, Sasuke added: "Besides, I can cooperate."

"How well can you cooperate?"

“…Anything is fine.”

"Okay," since Sasuke said so, I decided to at least give it a try anyway, "Let's go to your house."

Sasuke was stunned for a moment: "My home?"

"Yeah, doesn't your cooperation include providing a venue?" I said unhappily, "Being shy with you is not something that can be done casually. Do you think it's okay to be anywhere outside?"

"…What do you want to do in my house?"

"I can't tell you yet."

I carefully analyzed why I felt shy at that time. The first and most important point was that Sasuke didn't know that I secretly measured his clothes in order to get the size to make gifts. So when he found me, I felt that my behavior was very strange and I blushed.

Therefore, in order to restore the situation at that time, we must first ensure that Sasuke is unaware of it.

But Sasuke must know by now that everything I do is just to be shy of him, and even if I hide in the closet to measure his size again, he knows what I'm doing.

If he didn't think I was weird, could I really be ashamed?

And there was no way I was going to measure his clothes again, that would be silly. I had to think of something else...

Something that seemed strange to him...

Even if he knew that I was shy, he would not understand, would be shocked, and would think I was weird.

So difficult!!

Sure enough, it’s not that easy to reconcile after a quarrel!

I was racking my brains for what to do the whole time. Sasuke seemed to know that I was trying hard and was considerate enough not to disturb me.

Finally, we arrived at the Uchiha station and walked to Sasuke's doorstep.

Before entering, Sasuke hesitated for some reason, "Do you have a plan?"

"Maybe."

"You are always unexpected, but... don't do anything too strange."

"What's too weird?"

He wanted to explain, but for some reason, he gave up: "...Forget it."

We entered the house, and in order to get him out of the way, I took the initiative to ask, "I want some water."

Sasuke glanced at me and walked towards the kitchen. I think he realized that I had already taken action, so he was cooperating with me.

I immediately sneaked upstairs quietly and quickly, just like last time, slipped into his bedroom and got into the closet.

As I huddled into the corner, I heard Sasuke's voice coming from the living room: "Asaro?"

I'm actually a little unsure whether he can realize where I'm hiding. If he doesn't remember what happened between us and can't find me, then I have to think of another way.

Fortunately, after a while, I heard Sasuke's footsteps on the stairs, slowly approaching the room.

He whispered outside the door: "Chao Lu?"

It was as if my hiding place wasn't his bedroom but my bedroom, and he had to get my permission to enter just to be polite and not disturb him.

But I won't make a sound.

Sasuke hesitated outside the door for a moment, finally opened the paper door, and then was quiet for a moment, probably realizing that I was not outside.

Will he find it in the closet?

I hold my breath.

When I thought about what I was going to do soon, I became so nervous that I could hear my heart pounding in this small enclosed space.

The footsteps gradually approached, and I realized that Sasuke stopped outside the closet.

The cabinet door was opened.

I grabbed a piece of clothing next to me and raised my hand to cover my head.

Sasuke pulled the dress away, his tone both angry and amused: "Don't pretend to be shy."

Just when he was careless, I grabbed his collar and pulled him in.

But I had no experience after all, and I was a little flustered the first time I did it, so my lips did not fall on the target location - they just touched the corner of his lips.

Sasuke's eyes widened.

I immediately pushed him away and happily announced, "I'm shy! I did it! Sasuke, you have to forgive me!"

"..."

I pushed him to the ground, and he silently touched the place where I had just kissed with the back of his hand.

"I'm sorry," I hurriedly prepared to crawl out of the closet to help him wipe it, "Did your saliva get on it just now? Weird... I had my mouth closed..."

Sasuke grabbed my hand, "Why are you doing this to me?"

"Because I did something strange to Sasuke, I felt a little embarrassed... and then I got nervous and sweaty, my heart beat faster, and my face turned red!"

He was silent for a moment. “Did you mistake ‘shy’ with ‘shame’?”

"Huh? I feel...almost?"

"That's not the same thing. It doesn't count!"

I looked at him in shock. "It doesn't count?! But this is all I can think of... It's too difficult! Sasuke! Are you really going to forgive me?"

"I can show you."

"Demonstrate what?"

He didn't answer, but he leaned toward me, and I had to step back until my back was pressed against the innermost wall of the closet again.

Sasuke also came in. Part of his clothes were softly draped over our bodies, and the other part was placed between me and the wall, like a hug, or like vines in a dense jungle, tightly entwining and binding us together.

His lips pressed against mine, and even though I had never touched the clouds, I felt myself sinking into them at that moment.

I opened my eyes and saw Sasuke's closed eyes with long eyelashes.

He quickly backed away, his fair face flushed red, and he lowered his eyes as if he didn't dare to look at me.

...Indeed, just as he said just now, he was shy.

Would you feel shy if you kiss someone on the lips?

Sasuke looked at me, as if he wanted to say something, but I had already leaned forward and pressed my lips against his.

After all, he was demonstrating just now, and I have to learn how to do it myself again.

But... Oops...

I didn't feel ashamed or shy, I just felt that Sasuke's mouth was unexpectedly soft and very comfortable to kiss.

But this is the standard answer given by Sasuke...Why wouldn't I be shy?

Wait, what Sasuke said was that if I was shy with him once, he would forgive me, and the standard answer he gave for being shy was to kiss on the lips. Is it possible that being shy was just a smoke screen, and what Sasuke really meant was that if I just kissed him, he would forgive me?

The book says that lips are a special part of a couple's body, but Sasuke and I both know that we are not lovers.

But Sasuke has more common sense than me. Since he thinks it's okay, does that mean that in real life, if you make your friends angry, kissing them on the lips is also a way to reconcile and ask for forgiveness?

Shikamaru said that there is always a certain gap between books and reality. Some things will not be recorded in books, and some content may be different from the actual situation, so you cannot completely believe the content in the book. It is most accurate to learn from life experience.

Sensei Kakashi also said that apologizing and asking what you want to eat are just two of the ways to make peace after a fight.

Does that mean kissing can be considered the third type?

If apologizing and asking what they want to eat don't work, then this method is necessary if your friend is even angrier?

I didn't leave, and Sasuke kept cooperating with me. I think he also found my mouth interesting to kiss.

Since he is willing to play with me, he should have forgiven me, right?