Hand pressed lightly against her hip, Tenten did her best to stifle the laugh that threatened to spill out past her lips. Particularly at the obvious blush painted across the girl's cheeks. And how that simply seemed to just fuel Naruto's efforts. It was rather cute, actually. "And I suppose next you'll be asking me if you can keep her."
Typical Naruto behavior. See pretty girl. Proceed to flirt with said pretty girl. By now, it was almost routine for him to show up at the cafe with a new piece of eye candy on his arm. It was, for the most part, the Uzumaki equivalent to meeting the parents. Or at least that was how she had always viewed it. Because, as experience showed, no one got past the first stage without the ok from her and Kiba. Still, it had been some time since he had brought anyone by, and Tenten was starting to worry that perhaps, something was wrong. Change in behavior and habits did often times mark a dramatic shift in something. But perhaps it was nothing more than a social slump.
"I've no problems with that, but you'll have to run it by Itoshii for the final verdict," Tenten added with a playful wink, "You know how she hates sharing you with others."
Before the banter could go further, she gestured with a nod of her head at a few open tables in the cafe. "Meanwhile, go ahead and take a seat somewhere, I'll be right with you."
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