Chapter 478: Wife
Uzumaki Naruto sensed the gradually clearer, more active powerful chakra fluctuations within the Pure Land, mentally estimating the time.
...The time was about right.
At this moment, he was within the amusement park he had "created" for Satsuki, his steps slightly unsteady as he followed his wife.
In stark contrast to the barely perceptible fatigue on his face was Uchiha Satsuki walking ahead, radiant with health, her cheeks carrying a healthy flush. One hand lightly covered her lower abdomen, her entire person radiating a lazy yet refreshed aura.
Naruto looked at her light figure, unable to help muttering internally... Why did it feel like after that recent ordeal, the one taken advantage of was... himself instead?
However, slacking off aside, as the new Pure Land administrator, the work that needed doing still had to be done.
Naruto's thoughts moved slightly. His consciousness instantly connected with the deep rules of this world after death that he had remodeled.
First was a plan targeting order maintenance and souls' "final placement." Naruto didn't simply copy the living world's prison or court concepts, but rather combined the Pure Land's characteristic of "unable to die but can feel pain" to conceive corresponding "guardian" and "judgment" mechanisms.
Second was a more humanized setting—information prompts.
He issued a thought covering the entire Pure Land. This thought would permeate like moistening rain into the consciousness depths of every soul awakening from long slumber, allowing them the instant they recovered thinking to naturally "understand"—
This is the world after death. You have ended your life in the living world.
Let them understand the current situation without wondering "who am I, where am I" type questions.
This way, it could avoid the chaos and unease that might arise during numerous souls' early awakening. After all, not everyone was like Hashirama and Madara with thick nerves or clear goals.
More people might need time to accept death's reality.
Naruto satisfactorily felt his rule patches soundlessly merging into every corner of the Pure Land world.
Reality had been overlaid. The basic order framework was established. Even if he slacked off a while longer, accompanying Satsuki in enjoying this infinitely extended honeymoon, probably no major chaos would occur.
Moreover, wasn't there still the experienced former administrator, that old Six Paths guy watching? Letting the old man exercise his bones and play some residual heat was perfectly reasonable.
Thinking thus, Naruto felt no guilt in his heart, thinking letting the Sage of Six Paths busy himself so he wasn't so idle was a good thing.
He quickened two steps, catching up to Satsuki again. The two walked from the amusement park exit into a bustling commercial street full of other-world charm he had just generated. The dazzling storefronts once again attracted Satsuki's gaze.
However, while accompanying Satsuki as she lingered in various small shops, trying on hair accessories for her, tasting novel snacks, Naruto's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to that romantic yet out-of-control scene in the private theater just now.
...Something's off.
Even Uzumaki Naruto, at this moment, belatedly tasted something amiss.
Satsuki... couldn't have done it deliberately, right?
Just like last time at home, he was also teased unbearably by her subtle closeness. Finally deliberately putting on a stern face, pretending to be somewhat "repressed" and "dangerous," he tried to scare her saying, "Satsuki, if you keep this up, I might... not be so gentle anymore." His original intent was to "counterattack" a little, see her shy and retreat.
The result?
Satsuki's face did indeed redden at the time, but there was none of Naruto's anticipated panic or retreat. She just pressed her lips, quietly responded "I understand," then turned and left.
Just when Naruto thought she was fleeing in embarrassment, feeling a bit smug—Satsuki came back.
Holding several tightly packaged boxes stacked high in her arms. Inside were those counting raincoats, the quantity... like abundant gifts prepared when visiting relatives during New Year.
At that time, this sentence suddenly popped into Naruto's brain.
"You seem to have misunderstood something—you're the challenger!"
"So beautiful... Naruto, I want to try this."
Satsuki's suddenly ringing voice pulled Naruto back from his thoughts. He followed Satsuki's gaze and discovered she was looking with sparkling eyes at a shop's display window—it was a wedding dress shop.
Pure white gauze, exquisite lace. The wedding dress worn by the mannequin in the window sparkled with dreamlike luster under gentle lighting.
Satsuki looked at those pure white, varied-style wedding dresses, her gaze somewhat dazed.
Every time she saw similar "bridal attire" things, Satsuki's mind would involuntarily drift toward that day—her and Naruto's wedding.
That was the most dreamlike day of her life. It felt so long, every minute and second filled with happiness, anticipation and love. Yet it also felt so short, as if just blinking once, that grandest ceremony had already become a frozen picture in memory.
That day's happiness was so intense that every recollection made Satsuki's heart involuntarily sink in, wrapped by warm waves.
Her wedding was traditional Japanese Shinto-style, wearing solemn and elegant "shiromuku" symbolizing purity and new beginnings. Compared to these Western-style, fluffy gorgeous wedding dresses, it was a completely different beauty.
However, this didn't prevent her longing for all the beautiful symbols of the "bride" identity. If possible... she really wanted to experience once more with Naruto that feeling of being surrounded by blessings and love, of being a bride.
"Mm, of course you can." Naruto walked to her side, naturally taking her hand. His gaze also fell on those beautiful wedding dresses. "Satsuki wearing it will definitely be very, very beautiful." Like flattery, yet sincere.
...In the wedding dress shop, after a not-too-long wait, the changing room curtain was gently pulled open.
Naruto looked up, his breathing couldn't help but slightly catch.
That was a dazzling beauty completely different from shiromuku's classical tranquility.
Uchiha Satsuki wearing a simple yet extremely figure-flattering strapless wedding dress. The dress's lines were smooth and elegant, delicate lace spreading from chest to hem like blooming pure white flowers.
The veil lightly fell, half-covering her jet-black long hair and delicate profile. Sunlight through the window scattered on her, plating her entire person with a layer of soft halo.
Pure, dazzling, yet because the wearer was Satsuki, carried a cool yet alluring temperament.
Naruto's cheeks, due to the surging excitement and impact of the beautiful scene before him, unconsciously flushed with a thin red.
He opened his mouth, discovering his poor vocabulary was even more insufficient at this moment, ultimately only able to gather into the most direct and sincere praise.
"Very beautiful... Too beautiful! Worthy of Satsuki! Any clothes can be worn so perfectly!" His blue eyes were full of undisguised amazement and love.
And Satsuki...
She looked at Naruto blushing because of her, eyes containing only her reflection. Her throat unconsciously swallowed.
A certain impulse belonging to young people, burning and direct, once again shot up from her heart with a whoosh.
Simply put, she was aroused again... ahem.
Want to take such a Naruto... want to right now...
After this thought appeared, Satsuki immediately calculated on the spot in her heart how to naturally trick this blond before her who had already been dazed by her into going to that place.
"By the way, Naruto." Satsuki's face showed a seemingly gentle yet secretly cunning smile.
"Mm? What is it?" Naruto was still immersed in the beauty attack of his wife wearing a wedding dress, his reaction somewhat slow.
"Actually, this outfit..." Satsuki slightly turned sideways. "Still has different aspects."
"Different?" Naruto's curiosity was indeed hooked, his gaze unconsciously following her finger's movement.
"Mm, that's right." Satsuki's voice lowered somewhat, carrying secret-sharing intimacy. "To be precise... it's a change that only you, Naruto, can see."
With those words falling, under Naruto's confused yet anticipating gaze, Satsuki made an action that instantly overloaded his brain.
She slightly bent over, both hands pinching the wedding dress hem, then with obvious shyness and awkward testing, slowly, raised the hem.
Previously, whether battle uniform or daily attire, Satsuki's legs' most common pairing was extremely practical black thigh-high stockings, mainly for skin protection and movement convenience.
But now, under the wedding dress hem, displayed before Naruto's eyes was completely different scenery.
These were brand new, fine-textured pure white over-knee stockings, tightly wrapping Satsuki's proportionate slender calves. The stocking edge's delicate lace slightly pressed into skin, revealing a subtle allure.
The stocking length perfectly stopped at the upper thigh. Thus, between the pure white stocking edge and dress hem, a section of fair smooth thigh skin was clearly exposed.
That snow-white skin tone, under the pure white wedding dress and over-knee stockings' contrast, appeared especially... thought-provoking.
Satsuki's movements clearly carried awkwardness and embarrassment. Even her ears were completely red, fingers pinching the hem also somewhat forceful.
However, precisely this awkward display done only after mustering courage brought lethality a hundred times greater than any skilled teasing!
A wife's initiative in that regard was undoubtedly for males a sweet burden mixing enormous happiness and slight distress.
Watching Naruto instantly freeze in place, pupils slightly dilating, mouth open yet unable to say a complete sentence for a long time, only those azure eyes' flames burning increasingly intense.
Satsuki knew she had once again... succeeded.
She lowered the hem, but the image was already deeply carved into Naruto's mind. Satsuki stepped forward, proactively lightly pressing her body against Naruto's somewhat stiff form, looking up with those black eyes filled with mist and anticipation gazing at him.
"Naruto... then where should we go next?"
"..."
Naruto remained in a certain overloaded silent state.
The blush on Satsuki's face had already spread to her neck, but she still used a softer voice carrying clear guiding meaning to make a suggestion.
"How about... we find a place to rest a bit?"
....
it's becoming really boring now...
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