The moment you stepped into the village, you barely had time to process your surroundings before you heard a sharp gasp.

Then— ”You idiot! You didn’t tell me you were coming back today!"

Before you could react, Sakura was in front of you, her emerald eyes wide with shock and something else—relief, maybe? But as your gaze traveled over her, you felt your breath hitch.

She had changed. A lot.

Gone was the slender, petite girl you remembered. In her place was a fully grown woman—one with wide, curvy hips, thick, toned thighs, and a chest that filled out her tight top in ways that left little to the imagination. Her long pink hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing a face that had matured into something both fierce and breathtaking.

She smacked your shoulder—not too hard, but enough to snap you out of your staring. ”Well? Are you just going to stand there gawking?" she teased, though there was a slight blush dusting her cheeks.

You barely had a chance to respond before she pulled you into a tight hug, her soft, curvaceous figure pressing firmly against you. ”I missed you," she murmured, voice quieter this time.