Two seconds later, she screamed, covering her eyes as she dashed out of the room.
Just as I thought-hadn't even seen anything, and she freaked out.
Though Xin wasn't wearing a shirt, his lower half was covered by custom-made pants. It wasn't like he slept naked.
"Xin, you tricked me again!"
Kushina poked her head back through the doorframe, glaring at him with puffed-up cheeks.
"Well, that's what you get for yanking my blanket," Xin shrugged, yawning as he made his way to the bathroom.
"By the way, why'd you wake me up so early?" He asked.
He'd planned to sleep in, but that idea had clearly been shattered.
Sensing his irritation, Kushina grinned sheepishly.
She quickly jumped to the fridge, pulling out a bottle of orange juice and even twisting the cap open for him.
Watching her casually twist off the cap with ease, Xin was reminded of a meme from his past life: I might not be able to open this bottle, but I can crack open your skull!
"Something's up, isn't it? You've got that overly sweet act going on," Xin muttered, giving her a suspicious glance. Better to be on guard than let her trick him into something.
"No, nothing like that!" Kushina pouted, stomping her foot in protest.
"I just wanted to talk to you about opening a restaurant together," She said.
Pffffft!
Juice sprayed from Xin's mouth as he stared at her, wide-eyed.
"A restaurant? Are you serious?"
You own an entire luxury street in Konoha, filled with all kinds of shops. You really need to open a restaurant? Are you messing with me?
Plus, Kushina didn't exactly strike him as someone who'd be into running a restaurant. She'd probably run it into the ground.
"It's for my clan," Kushina blushed, clearly embarrassed. She felt awkward coming to Xin with this request, but he was the only person she trusted to help.
After all, Xin was a great cook, capable of making all sorts of delicious dishes.
"Alright, explain," Xin sighed, more understanding now.
If it was for her clan, then it made sense. If it was Kushina's own idea, he'd be wondering if she'd lost her mind.
"Wait a second," Xin held up a hand, stopping her before she could begin. "Didn't you already find jobs for your clan members? Why open a restaurant?"
Working a steady job with a stable salary seemed like a much easier solution.
"They don't want to work in the official positions Konoha assigned to them. They want something more flexible, but they also don't want to take any financial help from me. So, I thought of you," Kushina explained, clearly exasperated.