2 Chapter 2

Somehow getting up from the hard mattress lying on the floor, Kenshin strode after the girl, enjoying her elegant gait and seductive swaying of her hips. Aya was very beautiful for a village girl. In addition to long and graceful legs, she had an outstanding toned ass, and breasts of the second size. Kenshin couldn't help but be fascinated by the beauty of a young Japanese woman.

Following the beautiful brunette, Kenshin briefly examined the interior of the house, and realized that Aya lived very poorly. In the main room, where he was lying – two meters from his hard mattress, another one was laid, but a little cleaner and neater. In addition to two mattresses, there was a table in the corner of the room, right by the window, and something that looked like a sewing machine. The window itself was cloudy, and not transparent. The village girl had no money for clean glasses, without impurities. Apparently, only the rich, or Shinobi, could afford such a luxury.

Aya's house was very small, and consisted of a tiny kitchen, one central room that served as a bedroom and workplace, as well as a small pantry, which was littered with all sorts of junk. The toilet and shower were outside.

Kenshin literally reached the kitchen in ten steps, and thoughtfully sat down on the place indicated by the girl. She went to the wood-burning stove, and began to pour fragrant-smelling soup on plates.

"Thank you,"

Kenshin said, receiving a plate of hot soup from the girl, and began to eat hurriedly, only now discovering how hungry he was, and almost immediately burned himself.

Aya only laughed merrily at his carelessness, and also began to eat.

"Thank you for taking care of me."

Kenshin thanked the girl, looking into her eyes.

"It's nothing. I'm sure you would have done the same for me."

Aya replied, embarrassed, and looked away.

"I don't remember much, could you explain some details to me?"

the young man asked gently. He would have been happy to ask what year it was, but unfortunately, this information meant nothing to him. Kenshin understood only the chronology of the birth of Christ, but not from the foundation of Konoha.

"Of course. What are you interested in?"

Aya asked with complete dedication.

"Mmm, you said that Hokage is now Sarutobi Hiruzen… Has the Third World War Shinobi already passed?"

The young man asked, and immediately mentally hit himself on the lips, realizing how ambiguous this question looks.

"Of course it passed! And how would it not pass if you know about its end? Although you lost your memory, you didn't get into the past."

Aya said with a laugh, surprised at the strangeness of the question posed.

"Damn it! Horseradish radishes are not sweeter! Even if the Third World War has passed, the fourth world is ahead!"

Thought Kenshin, and rubbed his temples.

"Um, how long has World War III been over?"

The young man asked again, wanting to know how much time he had.

"Well... I was six when it ended. I'm almost eighteen now,"

Aya explained with a smile.

"Eleven years ago?! Damn, damn, damn! Now the canon should go all the way!"

Kenshin thought with an even more depressed mood.

"And how long ago did the nine-tailed one attack Konoha?"

He decided to understand even more precisely in which time line he found himself.

Hearing about the nine-tailed, Aya almost jumped in fright, and put her finger to her lips:

"Shhh, don't say his name! This is the scariest monster in the world, and no one knows where he went! People say that if you carelessly say his name out loud, he will come and destroy our village!"

The girl muttered with noticeable fear.

"Hmm, interesting. So the villagers do not know that the tailed ones are sealed in jinchuriki. That's why they came up with a bunch of scary stories ..." - Kenshin noticed, and hurried to calm the girl down.

"Okay, I won't. So how many years ago did "he" attack Konoha?"

"Nine years ago. Almost ten. My grandfather was in Konoha that day, and heard all this horror..."

Aya said sadly.

"Your grandfather? And where is he now?"

"He died six months ago from pneumonia... Tsukishima-sama, our village iryenin, refused to help him...

Aya said sobbing, and two paths of tears poured out of her beautiful blue eyes.

"I'm sorry...

Kenshin said, and then, without understanding why, he suddenly moved to the girl and hugged her, wrapping her in his strong embrace, belatedly realizing that he still hadn't put on a T-shirt.

Aya clung to the strong chest of the young man, and cried even harder. The young girl had been all alone for the last six months, and she had no one to pour out her sadness to. Kenshin hugged her even tighter, and stroked her tender back, comforting her.

But these endearments were interrupted by a sudden knock on the door, and a shout: - Aya, let me in, I know you're home!

Aya's already not happy face took on a grimace of anger. – Get off, Kaito, I'm busy! She barked at the door.

"Okay, I'll leave, but you won't be able to run away from me for long! Whether you want it or not, you will become my wife!"

Kaito shouted, and the sound of retreating footsteps was heard.

"Who was that?"

Asked Kenshin, barely restraining his anger from the fact that he did not have time to get a harem, as his girlfriend was trying to take away!

"Just like that, one jerk… He's the elder's son, and he's been trying to get me married for months. When my grandfather was alive, these bastards were afraid to show their noses! I'm sure it was the elder who persuaded Tsukishima-sama not to treat my grandfather!"

Aya spat out angrily, clinging even more tightly to the young man's chest. For some reason, clinging to Kenshin's muscular chest, she felt so good that she didn't want to let him go.

"I see… Don't worry, I won't let them offend you!"

Kenshin declared with determination, and put both hands just below Aya's back, almost touching her elastic ass hidden behind black pants. The girl noticed this gesture, but only blushed a little, and said nothing.