I will make my Anime Female Harem OP

The late afternoon sun bathed the small village in golden hues as Dain and Tenten strolled through its streets. 

The air was filled with the chatter of merchants peddling their wares, the laughter of children playing near fountains, and the faint aroma of freshly baked goods. 

To the untrained eye, it seemed like an ordinary, peaceful settlement, but Dain's mind was already buzzing with the System's alert.

Mission detected: This village hosts a hidden operation. Successful completion will positively impact Tenten's confidence. Encourage her involvement to maximize results.

Dain cast a side glance at Tenten, who was already scanning the streets with a sharp, focused gaze. The kunoichi had been quiet since their arrival, her guard up as usual.

"This place seems lively enough," Dain said casually, her tone light. "But I can't help but feel there's more going on here than meets the eye."

Tenten nodded, her eyes narrowing slightly. "It's too lively. Almost like they're trying to distract us with how normal it looks." She paused. "You feel it too, don't you?"

Dain smiled. "Sharp as ever. That's why I'm glad to have you around. No detail escapes you."

Tenten blinked at the unexpected compliment, a faint pink hue dusting her cheeks. "It's just basic observation," she muttered, brushing off the praise.

"Basic for you, maybe," Dain replied with a grin. "For me, it's downright impressive."

As the day went on, Dain made it her mission to keep dropping hints and compliments, subtly steering Tenten toward noticing her own potential. 

Whenever Tenten did something impressive—whether it was catching a suspicious movement in the crowd or deftly avoiding a merchant's trap to overcharge them—Dain was quick to point it out.

"Honestly, you've got the instincts of a top-tier ninja," Dain said as Tenten redirected a pickpocket's hand away from her pouch without even looking. "I don't know how anyone can keep up with you."

Tenten gave her a sidelong glance, clearly flustered. "You're exaggerating."

"Not even a little," Dain said earnestly, her smile genuine. "It's just the truth."

Later, as they stopped at a small tea stall, Dain leaned back in her chair, watching Tenten with amusement as the kunoichi tried—and failed—to completely ignore the attention. She was stiff at first, her usual guarded self, but there was a warmth beginning to seep into her demeanor, like sunlight breaking through clouds.

"Why do you keep saying stuff like that?" Tenten finally asked, her tone a mix of curiosity and exasperation.

Dain shrugged, taking a sip of her tea. "Because it's true. I see someone who's talented, hardworking, and capable of so much more than they realize. If no one else is going to remind you, I will."

For a moment, Tenten didn't respond, her gaze dropping to her cup. Dain could tell her words were sinking in, even if Tenten wasn't ready to admit it yet.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the village in a soft twilight, Dain stretched her arms over her head. "I think I'll head out for a bit," she said, turning to Tenten. "The System—uh, I mean, I just remembered I need to pick something up."

Tenten raised an eyebrow. "At this hour? You sure you'll be okay on your own?"

Dain waved her off with a smile. "I'll be fine. Just don't wait up."

Tenten didn't look convinced, but she nodded. "Be careful."

Dain stepped into the dimly lit streets, the System's voice immediately cutting into her thoughts. Multiple ninja presences detected. They are trailing you. Do not engage.

Her muscles tensed. Not engage? she thought. What kind of advice is that?

Trust the process, the System replied. This is an opportunity.

Dain continued walking, her senses on high alert as the sound of footsteps grew closer. The shadows around her seemed to deepen, and she could feel the presence of her pursuers closing in.

Just as she rounded a corner, she felt the rush of air behind her. She turned, ready to draw her blade, but before she could react, a blur of movement intercepted her attackers.

Steel clashed in the dim light, and in the blink of an eye, Tenten stood between Dain and the would-be assailants, her hands a blur as she unleashed a flurry of kunai and ninja wire. The attackers barely had time to react before they were disarmed and immobilized, their weapons clattering to the ground.

Tenten turned to Dain, her eyes blazing with a mix of anger and concern. "What were you thinking, wandering around alone like that?!" she snapped. "You could've been killed!"

Dain blinked, momentarily stunned by Tenten's ferocity. Then the System's voice cut in: Praise her. Use this moment to reinforce her confidence.

"Tenten," Dain said softly, her voice full of admiration. "That was incredible. You saved me."

Tenten blinked, her anger faltering. "I—I was just doing my job. You shouldn't have been out here alone in the first place."

"No, really," Dain insisted, stepping closer. "The way you handled those guys? It was like watching an artist at work. You were fast, precise, and completely in control. I've never seen anyone fight like that."

Tenten's cheeks flushed, and she looked away, clearly flustered. "It wasn't that special. Anyone could've done it."

"No," Dain said firmly. "Not anyone. That was all you. You're amazing, Tenten, and you need to start believing that."

For a moment, Tenten was silent, her expression conflicted. Finally, she muttered, "Thanks. I... appreciate it."

As they made their way back to their lodging, Dain noticed a subtle shift in Tenten's demeanor. She walked a little taller, her shoulders less tense. Though she tried to hide it, Dain could see the faint smile playing at the edges of her lips.

The System chimed in: Confidence increased. Target has begun associating self-worth with your encouragement. Progress achieved.

Dain smirked to herself. Good. She deserves to feel this way. But this is just the start.

Meanwhile, as Tenten lay awake in her room that night, Dain's words echoed in her mind. You're amazing, Tenten, and you need to start believing that.

She pressed a hand to her chest, feeling an unfamiliar warmth spread through her. For the first time in a long while, she felt seen—not as a shadow behind her teammates, but as someone with potential and value.

Though she tried to shake the feeling, Dain's voice stayed with her, a small but persistent light in the back of her mind.