Hokage, no one knows better than me how to cultivate talent.

Kurenai Yuhi is a famous beautiful Jonin in the village. She is known wherever she goes and is often talked about. However, the topics of conversation in the past are different from today.

Today they were talking about her boyfriend.

Kurenai's heart inexplicably raced.

She wanted to explain.

I want to say he's not my boyfriend, just my neighbor.

But the words stuck in his throat.

Explain what?

Why explain?

They didn't ask her directly.

If she suddenly said, "We're not in that kind of relationship,"

Isn't that even stranger?

Then, she secretly glanced at Qiu Shui beside her.

Qiu Shui was looking at the vegetable stall in front of her, her profile was clean and sharp, and there was a faint smile on her lips.

Did he hear that?

Did he hear those comments?

What was he thinking?

Qiu Shui had no idea what Xi Ri Hong was thinking. He bought an old hen and turned to ask, "Hong, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Ah..." Kurenai Yuhi was still thinking about what had just happened and didn't react immediately. After regaining her senses, she said somewhat flusteredly, "I'm fine with anything, as long as it's something you do."

After she finished speaking, she felt that her words might have been a bit too blunt.

Qiu Shui liked this kind of customer who wasn't picky about food. He then bought some other meats and vegetables, and the two went home together.

"Um, I'll go back and take a shower first, then I'll come over in a bit," Kurenai Yuhi said.

She's been out all day, and just went to the market again. She noticed she smells a bit, and is worried that Qiu Shui might smell it.

"Okay, go ahead. It'll probably take about an hour to make these dishes," Qiu Shui said.

Qiu Shui pushed open the door and entered the house. She placed the groceries she had bought on the kitchen counter, turned around, walked out of the kitchen, and went into the bedroom.

He pulled a book from the bookshelf; the cover read "The Complete Book of Illusion." He had bought this book a few days ago at the bookstore. It was a thick volume, covering the basic theories of illusion, the principle analysis of various illusions, and some simple methods to break them.

In the past two weeks, his relationship with Yuhi Kurenai has become much more familiar.

From occasionally coming over for a meal at the beginning to now coming almost every day, from being polite and courteous at the beginning to joking around now, she would slump on the sofa after eating and complain that she was too full, and he would specially cook a few extra dishes that she liked before she came.

Now that the relationship has reached this point, it's time to speak up.

Qiu Shui took the book to the living room and placed it neatly on the coffee table, making sure it was in a place that could be seen as soon as you entered the door. Then he went back to the kitchen. The first dish he was going to make today was chicken soup with yam and corn.

He chopped the chicken into pieces, put it in a pot of cold water with a spoonful of cooking wine, brought it to a boil, carefully skimmed off the foam, took it out and rinsed it with warm water, and set it aside. He washed the sweet corn and cut it into round segments about two to three centimeters thick. He peeled the yam and cut it into chunks, then soaked it in water with a little white vinegar to prevent it from oxidizing and turning black. Next, he put the blanched chicken, corn segments, ginger slices and red dates into a clay pot, poured in enough boiling water, and brought it to a boil over high heat.

The chicken soup needed to be simmered slowly, so while that was taking place, Qiu Shui started working on the second dish, braised pork.

Just as Qiu Shui was halfway through preparing the second dish, Xi Ri Hong's somewhat languid voice came over.

"It smells so good!"

Because Qiushui hadn't closed the door completely, leaving a crack, Xi Ri Hong, who had just finished showering, followed the scent and came over. She stood at the kitchen doorway, took a deep breath, and a look of ecstasy appeared on her face.

Qiu Shui turned around at the sound, almost dropping the spatula in her hand.

Yuhi Kurenai changed into a set of red summer pajamas. The wine-red silk fabric made her look exceptionally radiant against her fair skin. The spaghetti straps were tied into a small bow at her collarbone, and the neckline was just right, revealing her beautiful neck and the faint outline of her collarbone. She wore matching red shorts with wide legs that just covered the top of her thighs, making her legs look long and straight. Her freshly dried dark hair fell over her shoulders, with a few strands lazily clinging to her chest.

Qiu Shui wondered if it was just her imagination, but suddenly felt that the braised pork in the pot, which was reducing its sauce, seemed to have turned white.

He forced himself to look away, composed himself, and said, "The kitchen is smoky, why don't you go sit in the living room for a while, otherwise your shower will be wasted."

"Okay," Kurenai replied softly, turning and heading to the living room.

There was a book on the coffee table in the living room with the title "Complete Guide to Illusion Techniques" on the cover. As a Jonin specializing in illusion techniques, Kurenai Yuhi had no interest in picking it up and flipping through it. She had read this kind of introductory book countless times when she was a child.

Half an hour later, Qiu Shui brought out braised pork, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, Kung Pao chicken, and cucumber salad, four dishes in generous portions that filled the table.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Yuhi Kurenai said, "Qiushui, is this enough? There are just the two of us; we can't finish it all."

"There's one more." Qiu Shui turned and went back into the kitchen. A moment later, she came out with a soup bowl and called out in a strong voice, "Chicken soup is here."

With her hands clasped together, Yuhi Kurenai devoutly said, "I'm starting to eat," and then eagerly picked up a piece of her favorite braised pork and put it in her mouth. It was sweet but not greasy, and melted in her mouth. A satisfied expression immediately appeared on her face, and her eyes curved into crescent moons.

After dinner, Yuhi Kurenai sprawled on the sofa with a blissful expression, touching her slightly protruding belly and exclaiming, "Qiushui, your cooking is so delicious! If I keep eating like this, I feel like I'm going to get fat!"

Qiu Shui: How can you blame me for this?

He didn't say it aloud, but instead smiled and replied while clearing the dishes, "Then I'll cook less next time?"

Kurenai Yuhi's face showed obvious struggle. Reason and appetite were fighting each other in her mind. In the end, the food won out and she said, "Let's just make the current amount. I'll just practice for an extra hour every day if necessary."

Qiu Shui smiled but didn't reply. He took the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen. When he finished washing the dishes and returned to the living room, Xi Ri Hong sat up from the sofa and looked at the book "Complete Collection of Illusionary Arts".

"Qiushui," she pointed to the book, "do you want to learn illusion magic?"

Qiu Shui sat down opposite her and nodded: "Yes, I encountered enemies who could use illusion magic when I was on a mission before. I didn't even see their shadows before I fell into a trap without realizing it. If it weren't for my teammates' help, I probably would have been dead long ago. Now that I'm a teacher, I want to learn more about this kind of knowledge so that I can teach my students in the future. At least when they encounter illusion magic enemies, they won't be like me back then, not even knowing how they were tricked."

After listening, Yuhi Kurenai looked at Qiushui with more appreciation in her eyes.

He was incredibly responsible towards his students as a teacher.