While Aya cleared the table and washed the dishes, Kenshin returned to the room, sat down on “his” mattress, and began to think about what he should do first.
“Aya said the Nine-Tails attacked Konoha almost ten years ago, which means Naruto is about ten now, and there’s just over six years until the main danger…
Although there are plenty of dangers now too.
Akatsuki is already operating at full capacity, Orochimaru is alive and well, and most importantly — Zetsu…
That snoop goes literally everywhere, gathering information.
And how am I supposed to manage?
I can’t even use chakra!
Even if I had a descendant at the Jonin level, so what?
They’d kill me without even noticing…” the young man thought bitterly.
“Alright, Plan #1 — Woo Aya.
Plan #2 — find a place for a sanctuary and conceive the first child…
Damn, that sounds so weird.
I wasn’t planning on becoming a father until I was thirty!” the young man complained again, lamenting his fate as a “stud boar.”
When Aya entered the room, Kenshin was doing push-ups from the floor, wanting to get into at least some kind of shape and increase his chances of survival.
He understood that in the near future, physical strength and endurance would be very important to him.
The girl froze in the doorway, unable to take her eyes off the half-naked figure of the strong guy.
Without realizing it herself, she began to get involuntarily aroused, and pressed her legs together, rubbing them against each other, biting her lower lip.
This young man seemed to have stepped right out of her most secret dreams, pleasing the eyes of the blue-eyed beauty.
Without paying attention to Aya, Kenshin finished his push-ups and moved on to squats, again and again delighting the young girl’s eyes.
It was only after five minutes that she remembered she needed to get to work and finish sewing a sundress for a neighbor.
She sat down at her work table and started a conversation with the young man.
“Umm, Nakayama-kun?”
“Yeah?” the young man answered, resting between exercises.
“Mmm, it seems like you have nowhere to go, and besides, you’ve lost your memory…
Maybe you could stay with me for a few days?” Aya suggested in a tone that sounded like she was proposing marriage.
“Alright, I’ll stay here and help you around the house.
Besides, you need someone to protect you from that scoundrel Kaito, right?” the young man noted with a smile, to which Aya replied with a short “mm-hmm” and looked away in embarrassment.
Having finished his exercises, Kenshin decided not to distract the girl from her work and went out into the yard to haul water for the outdoor “shower” so it could heat up during the day under the scorching sun.
After hauling the water, he rested a bit and started chopping wood.
Aya, meanwhile, occasionally glanced at the muscular figure of the handsome young man, biting her lip.
She had never felt anything like this before, but at the sight of Kenshin’s half-naked figure, it became very hot in the lower part of her abdomen.
Kenshin didn’t notice the young beauty’s lingering gazes.
His thoughts were occupied with how to live on.
He remembered the one unused skill point and was thinking about where to invest it.
At first, his choice fell on “Formation Creation,” and he decided to try to look at the abilities of these mysterious “Formations” already available to him, but trying this way and that, he couldn’t find a hint on how to activate them.
Spitting on this ability, which seemed useless to him, he decided to invest the skill point in “Gifted Offspring” and received +10% to the talent of future children.
Having finished with the household chores, Kenshin went inside and saw that Aya was getting ready to go somewhere.
“Something happen?” the young man inquired.
“No, I just wanted to deliver a finished order to an auntie and buy some groceries.”
“Alright, I’ll go with you.
I’ll help carry everything.”
“Umm, okay.” The blue-eyed brunette agreed with a shrug.
Quickly throwing on his shirt, Kenshin left the house following the girl, and they headed towards the trading post, located about a hundred meters from Aya’s house, which served as a “store.”
“Hello, auntie, I brought your order!” Aya chirped cheerfully, entering the small shop.
“Oh, Aya-chan, did you bring the sundress for Yui?” the plump, elderly woman answered with a smile.
“Oh, and who’s this with you?
Don’t tell me you found a boyfriend?” she noted with a laugh.
“I…
Um…
You’ve got it all wrong!” Aya said, blushing like a beet.
“Ha-ha-ha, well, that’s fine, it’s a young person’s business!” the auntie said with a cheerful laugh.
“Besides, he’s very handsome…
Ah, if only I were twenty years younger…”
“Enough, auntie!
Here’s your sundress, and give me five kilograms of rice, and also…”
* * *
Having finished the shopping, Kenshin and Aya left the store and headed “home.” After returning, Aya started cooking, and Kenshin decided to wash up, since it was already five in the evening, and the water in the “shower” had heated up during the day.
Aya was just finishing preparing dinner when the half-naked Kenshin walked through the door, wrapped in a single towel, with hair glistening from moisture and defined muscles.
She almost groaned inwardly from the unprecedented emotions washing over her.
Kenshin, noticing Aya’s strange reaction, inquired: “Something wrong?”
“Umm…
No, everything’s fine, sorry…
I’m going to take a shower too,” she said, and slipped past him through the open door, wanting to get as far away from the source of her strange emotions as possible, before she did something terrible.
Standing under the stream of warm shower water, Aya washed off the soap and ran both hands down her stomach until she reached her neatly trimmed pubic mound, and slid her right hand even lower, stroking her pussy aching with lust.
“Aaah, god…” the young brunette moaned, unable to cope with the rising lust.
Numerous images of the muscular and handsome young man kept flashing before her eyes.
She passionately wished that at that very moment he would burst in and make her his…
Exerting a tremendous effort of will, Aya managed to stop her disobedient hand and not commit such a shameful act.
She quickly finished rinsing off the soap, then hastily dried herself, put on clean clothes, and walked back towards the house.
Kenshin, for his part, couldn’t help but notice that look and Aya’s bitten lip; he racked his brain over what it was.
Was it the effect of the “Patriarch” class?
He was a little pleased and decided that perhaps the plans for seducing Aya could be sped up a bit.
Returning to the house, Aya couldn’t look the black-haired young man in the eye; she looked anywhere but at his face.
They began their meal, and then, while Aya was washing the dishes, Kenshin “accidentally” bumped his semi-erect cock into her firm butt as he passed by.
“Oh, sorry…” Kenshin apologized hastily and walked on, but after a few steps, he looked back and smiled happily.
The young beauty was squeezing both legs together and literally whimpering with lust, having abandoned the dishwashing.
Kenshin decided to act that evening.