Yugao looked at the lantern-lit streets and groaned, "Time went by way too fast… It feels like we just started walking."
Arata brushed her high ponytail with his fingers, amused. "Good moments always slip away quickly.
It's fine....I'm resting these few days. I can keep you company."
Yugao hugged his arm tighter, nestling it into her generous curves.
Her cheeks reddened softly as she looked up at him.
"You… really like my ponytail, don't you? You touched it so many times today."
Arata's face heated. He hadn't expected her to notice that so quickly.
He glanced at the lively ponytail again and murmured, "It just… looks really good on you. Very energetic."
Yugao didn't tease him further; she only smiled and tugged him along.
Her steps grew lighter, and even her ponytail swayed in a happy rhythm.
That night, Yugao didn't go home.
Whether willingly or half-pulled, she ended up in Arata's house again.
But this time, she wasn't the shy, passive girl from before.
She responded eagerly, tried different positions, and matched Arata with surprising boldness.
Thankfully, Arata had put up a simple sound barrier seal earlier....otherwise the neighbors might not have slept at all.
Yugao hadn't expected Arata's "battle power" to be that overwhelming.
She didn't know that the previous time he had held himself back to avoid hurting her.
Now that her body had recovered, Arata saw no reason to restrain himself.
His physique was already strong, strengthened further by the first stage of Lightning Release Armor and the simplified Sage Body he had assimilated.
At first, Yugao kept up just fine and even grew daring enough to tease him, trying every position she knew.
But her provocations only fueled Arata further.
One moment of carelessness.....and Arata ended up "teaching" her for most of the night.
By the end, Yugao's voice was hoarse from crying out.
Her high ponytail, after bouncing through hours of intense movement, had long come undone.....both she and her ponytail becoming trophies of Arata's victory.
Afterward, Uchiha Arata wrapped his arms around the utterly limp Yugao, absentmindedly tracing circles on her back.
When she finally regained enough strength, helped by the warm water he handed her, she leaned softly against his chest.
As he stroked her smooth back, Arata hesitated before finally asking, "Yugao… do you want to spend your whole life with me?"
Resting against his heartbeat, she murmured, "What silly thing are you asking…?
After all this, of course I plan to give you the rest of my life.
Do you think I'm the kind of woman who does this with someone casually?"
Arata's chest warmed. There was someone in this world who truly cared about him.
Still, after a moment of thought, he said softly, "Yugao… as a member of the Uchiha, I have a secret technique.
Once cast, it can greatly protect the life of the person it's used on."
He paused.
"But it requires one condition.....the person must remain absolutely loyal to me, and never betray me."
He looked into her eyes seriously.
"Yugao… a lifetime is long. Long enough for everything to change.
You don't need to answer now. Go home, think it through..
If you agree, will you regret it someday? Don't decide just because of emotion."
Uchiha Arata gently stroked Yuugao Uzuki's hair as he explained,
"Although this secret technique is unique to me, it's tied to the safety of several important clan members....and even the clan grounds themselves. That's why it must remain confidential."
Arata paused, then continued in a softer voice, as though comforting her,
"However, there's another secret technique I can use on you....one that will protect your life. This one doesn't require secrecy."
He didn't wait for Yuugao's reaction.
His Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan opened, its patterns spinning to life.
A soft sky-blue marking appeared at the center of Yuugao's forehead.....an imprint linked not to the island of Takamagahara, but to the dimensional space of Kamui, the same type he had given Shisui.
The newly formed marking glowed faintly, fading in and out.
On Yuugao's already delicate, pretty face, the shimmering imprint made her look even more breathtaking. Arata couldn't resist and kissed her again.
Yuugao reached up curiously, touching the center of her brow.
She couldn't feel anything with her fingers, but she could sense the mark.....an anchor tying her to something distant and vast.
Arata began explaining,
"This is a space–time ninjutsu. I've left a dimensional imprint on your forehead.
If your life is ever in danger, channel chakra into it and it will immediately pull you into that space."
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