A girl from 'our' world finds herself in Narutoverse and immediately runs into a group of flesh-peddlers. She is saved by a silver-haired stranger but this merciless retribution hardly brings any relief. Will she be able to trust this cold-blooded s...
The sight took Kakashi's breath away — his mask has never been used like that before... How was he supposed to unsee this now? Unwittingly, he instantly flushed, losing all his sneering look. What was this vixen doing to him?
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The girl treaded past proudly, luckily for him, defiantly not looking at him.
Kakashi barely resisted the urge to snatch the long-suffering blanket from under her hand and make a little mess — but he suddenly got scared himself of what it could lead to. Fertile imagination helpfully painted the picture in full colours: how he pulls the blanket at him, how the girl effortlessly, like a kite, follows it right at him as well, and, naturally, starts beating him indignantly, how they roll over on the ground and he turns out to be on top... No, it was definitely too risky.
And so, he looked in the opposite direction and instead offered her his towel peacefully:
"Here, take it."
The girl clearly expected some kind of a trick and was surprised by his sudden complaisance. She stretched out her hand, and then Kakashi abruptly turned to her and declared, grinning joyfully:
"Exchanging it for the mask."
However, he looked pointedly at her face.
The girl blushed and grabbed the towel, and with her other hand shove the wet piece of cloth at him. Kakashi had a crazy idea to keep it as a souvenir. Jiraiya would approve... Laughing to himself, he placed the mask on the ground next to him, then sprung up and said without turning around:
"I'll be back soon," after which he disappeared from sight in a few rapid leaps.
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Arina watched him leave, blushing and puffing with indignation. And at the same time experiencing an irresistible desire to giggle foolishly. She looked at the towel in her hand: it was small, fluffy and slightly damp. After he'd used it. She felt hot again. What was it he was wiping with it?.. No, they definitely have strange notions about hygiene here... After a little thought, she decided to pat dry some parts of her body and hair — wiping herself with a blanket would have been an absolute blasphemy.
Meanwhile, her hair was causing her more and more concern. She didn't have a comb, and apparently Kakashi didn't have one either, and its appearance, after all the trials completed by water procedures, left much to be desired. Somehow she squeezed it out and combed it through with her fingers, smoothed it. She thought a little and rolled it up into a bun, although it was clear that without an elastic band it would soon fall apart again.
She didn't sit around much — she still had to get dressed before Kakashi returned.
Despite her fears, the clothes dried overnight, although, of course, the former chic of obviously high-quality and expensive clothes was irretrievably lost. After a little thought, she put on her underwear dress backwards. It was not too convenient, but at least it would save her from having to keep an eye on the "cleavage" constantly.
