Naruto's Wedding (Ino and Hinata Finale)

The next day.

In the early morning light, Naruto was already up and preparing. Choji and his group led him to a small hut. There, someone was waiting for him, and he was dressed in cumbersome clothes.

He yawned, still feeling very sleepy after washing up.

"This outfit looks great no matter how you look at it, right, Shikamaru?" Choji turned to Shikamaru who was standing next to him and said.

"Probably." Shikamaru scratched his head, avoiding Choji's gaze.

In Shikamaru's view, the large black motsuke haori was a complete constraint, and once a man reached the point of wearing a motsuke haori, it meant that his youth had ended.

Naruto glanced over and caught sight of the two guys standing by watching the show. He stared at them with dead fish eyes.

"Why are you all up so early? It's not like it's your wedding."

A sliver of dawn peeked through the wooden window frame, casting a soft light on the mirror. Naruto was already draped in a large black patterned haori, making him appear taller.

"You think we remembered this early?" Choji yawned. "We were dragged out of bed. They've already gone to Ino's place to help with her makeup."

"You guys have really worked hard." Naruto, feeling embarrassed.

Choji and Shikamaru were shocked that this guy could actually speak human language. They looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Isn't it almost time for breakfast?" Shikamaru asked, changing the subject.

"What are we eating? The same as before?" Choji woke up from his sleepiness at the mention of food.

"It's definitely not that. It must be some kind of special meal," Shikamaru said. "The alcohol has all been taken away; there are only some soft drinks."

"Why?"

"Are you afraid we'll get drunk again? You forgot about the last time we got drunk and no one paid the bill?"

The two were still bickering, and Naruto couldn't help but sigh. Although he had said he wasn't nervous a couple of days ago, how could he not be nervous now that the moment had actually arrived?

Naruto's heart raced slightly as he gazed at the indistinct Hokage Rock in the distance. As the hazy light of day slowly enveloped him, he couldn't help but think that his fate seemed to have changed as well.

When the Third Hokage asked him why he didn't want to become Hokage, he said that his dream was to lie down and not be Hokage, and that becoming Hokage wouldn't make him happy.

At that time, Hiruzen Sarutobi asked again.

If the enemy breaks into the village and tries to harm his closest family members, what should he do then?

Naruto's answer at the time was "I don't know," not because he truly didn't know, but because he felt it wouldn't be appropriate to say it. Time has already provided the answer to what he will do.

He completely erased the twenty years that Obito Uchiha had lived, as if he had never existed.

Kabuto Yakushi was unknown, unpraised, and not even hated. He never had the chance to see Yakushi Nonō again, nor the chance to prove his talent.

The Nine Tailed Beasts that caused the turmoil were pulled out without warning.

After that, Jinchuriki in the Shinobi World.

What Child of Prophecy, what Will of Fire, what revenge, what dreams—everything that stood in his way was utterly crushed. In this world, power reigns supreme.

Six or seven years passed in bits and pieces, and the Shinobi World changed.

"Have you changed your clothes?" someone asked. The door was pushed open a crack, revealing Hanabi's sly smile. She drawled, "Brother-in-law?"

"Okay, all changed. Where are they?" Naruto replied, then called to Shikamaru and Choji, "Let's go grab something to eat. The wedding will last until 2 p. m."

Normally, the newlyweds are not allowed to meet before the wedding. However, Naruto and his group, along with his sister-in-law in black stockings, were not exactly rule-abiding, and they secretly went out for breakfast.

Shikamaru and Choji parted ways and went to work in front of the camera, while Naruto followed Hanabi backstage and met the two women who were getting their makeup done together.

Hinata and Ino haven't changed into their White Kimono yet; those are the last ones to change into. Before that, they have to eat something to fill their stomachs and then put on their makeup. In short, it's a very arduous process.

The dressing room was crowded with women, who covered their mouths and chuckled when Naruto came in. One of them mustered up the courage to ask.

"The newlyweds cannot see each other before the wedding begins!"

"It's taking too long, I don't want to wait anymore." Naruto replied with a smile, unlike his usual sharp tongue. The women laughed and pulled him out the door, leaving the three of them alone.

The three of them—it's strange that in all the years this village has been established, we've never seen a wedding with three people together. But given that the other party is from the Hyuga Clan and Yamanaka Clan, it seems to make sense.

It's quite normal for a princess from a large family to have an extra person in her marriage.

Although the Land of Fire has specific requirements regarding the number of marriage partners, there are three exceptions: nobles, prominent ninjas, and Daimyo.

Although the law is very flexible, Naruto didn't care about this useless law.

What the nobles of the Land of Fire do on a daily basis is something others might not know, but surely he does. Although he has never joined the circle of nobles in the Land of Fire, he has robbed a lot of wealth from them.

For those aristocrats who spend their days throwing lavish parties, the meaning of marriage is merely to ensure their assets have a shelf life. Marriage with offspring means there's a clearly defined shelf life for their assets.

At least before they die, they can have fun without restraint and without worrying about being targeted.

"Is the wedding cake ready?" Ino tossed her hair, bent down to pick up a bottle of drink from the low table, then unscrewed the cap and glanced at him.

"It was all prepared a long time ago. Hmm. I didn't know which cake was good, so I let Choji choose it," Naruto said casually, pausing for a moment before adding another sentence.

"I bought two, that should be enough."

"Two?" Hinata turned to look at him, asking in surprise, "So many?"

They hadn't put on makeup yet, and the room wasn't very bright, except for the bright light around the two mirrors. In October, the days weren't long, and it was mostly dim.

Outside, it was bustling with activity; people were already making arrangements for the wedding banquet, moving things and carrying tables.

Hinata was wearing thick plain clothes. She had probably been walking around for a while and had sweated a little. Her face was flushed with a warm honey color. Her almond-shaped eyes blinked, and she looked puzzled.

"Two are just right, no more, no less." Naruto glanced at Ino out of the corner of his eye. Even though they were about to get married, he still dared not be careless in this final step.

A defensive master never lets down his guard unless the outcome is certain.

"Where is the White Kimono?" he asked, looking around. He then grabbed Ino and Hinata's hands and pulled them outside. "I think I just saw them carry the White Kimono in."

"I'm not going to put it on so soon, what are you doing?" Ino complained, but didn't struggle.

Hinata didn't struggle, completely letting him lead her forward, a faint smile playing on her lips. She had been waiting for this day for a long time, finally marrying the person she loved most in her youth after many twists and turns.

She would always remember the boy climbing up the old alley, stepping over rooftops, to bring her a packet of medicine. When she needed to prove herself, only Naruto supported her as an equal.

There was no condescending instruction, nor any sympathy; he simply told her to do what she wanted, and that he even had a better way.

"Now I should be able to wear it secretly, right?" Naruto opened the two boxes and found a small lock on one of them. He immediately felt insulted.

With a flick of the wrist, the lock fell open, revealing two sets of White Kimono inside.

"It's a hassle to put on." Ino seemed to understand what Naruto wanted to do, and hesitated with her arms crossed. "Without help, it's impossible to put it on properly. We can only barely make it look like we're wearing it."

"That's enough. Hinata, do you want to wear it?" Naruto magically produced a camera in his hand. "Let's take a picture together, just the three of us."

"Can't we do it later?" Hinata didn't refuse, but she was a little confused.

"That's different. Let's keep one now," Naruto urged. "White Kimono are troublesome. We'll definitely have to change them right after the wedding."

"Honestly," Ino complained, but still got up to change into her White Kimono. "Come help us, one person can't wear it alone."

"Oh, oh." Naruto quickly offered his help.

He wasn't worried about being disturbed. After a lot of fuss, he finally managed to put on the White Kimono simply, abandoning the complicated interior decorations and steps.

The advantage was that when the three of them stood together, they finally felt like a newlywed couple. It was a wonderful feeling; just by changing their clothes, they looked completely different.

Their wedding banquet was a grand affair, attended by many people from the prominent Hinata and Yamanaka Clans. Guests arrived one after another after dawn, making for an exceptionally grand and solemn occasion.

But dignity and solemnity do not belong solely to them; they also belong to the two great clans of Hinata and Yamanaka Clan, and this is something that cannot be avoided.

Weddings are certainly solemn occasions, but they can also become so solemn that they resemble a rigid, formulaic show.

Only now, in this not-so-spacious dressing room, Ino and Hinata, simply dressed in White Kimono, stand side by side with Naruto, one on each side.

This moment belonged entirely to the three of them at the same time, to their soon-to-end youth.

"It's crooked, it's crooked," Ino said anxiously.

"It's okay, Ino." Naruto said helplessly. Women really do say no, but when they put on an act, they're more serious than anyone else.

"Who said it's okay? We're taking pictures, and I don't want to look like an ugly monster!" Ino said seriously, glancing out of the corner of her Hinata struggling to put on her White Kimono.

Too lazy to Naruto, he turned to her and said.

"Hinata, you don't have to force yourself. Your breasts were already big, and now they're even bigger."

"Oh, I tried it on, and it's definitely too big for one person." Hinata reluctantly put down the sash. "But I still need to wear it for the wedding at noon."

"It's his own fault for not knowing how to do it." Ino snorted, then took Hinata's hand and comforted her, "It's okay, if you really can't fit into it, I won't wear that belt either, it doesn't matter anyway."

"Thank you, Ino." Hinata smiled.

"We can start filming now, forget about that thing, Ino and Hinata are here!" Naruto fiddled with the camera, having already found a tripod and adjusted the angle.

Fortunately, the camera that was taken from Konohamaru had a time-lapse function, which was just enough to take a secret wedding photo of the three of them.

In truth, Naruto had never dared to say that this three-person wedding photo was his long-held wish. At the time, he wasn't sure if he could really walk down the aisle with both women, and he had been making various plans for a long time.

If it comes down to it that he can only choose one of the two, he will definitely persuade one of them to take a wedding photo of the three of them.

Fortunately, he succeeded. There's no such thing as having it all, unless this is another world. The Hokage world is indeed another world; although it was difficult, a miracle still happened.

Hinata and Ino are now by his side; they have a child. In a few hours, the three of them will be married amidst everyone's blessings.

Naruto hurriedly ran over and pressed the shutter button, then hurriedly ran towards the two women. His large black clothes made movement rather inconvenient and looked somewhat comical.

Ino couldn't help but laugh, and Hinata laughed too.

The two girls exchanged a glance, seemingly sharing the same unspoken understanding. Just as Naruto ran over and stood in place, in the two seconds before the white light flashed, Ino and Hinata simultaneously kissed Naruto's cheek.

In the simple dressing room, a click occurred, and the scene froze at that moment.

At this moment, they belonged to him forever, and he belonged to them forever. The incomplete White Kimono was their remaining youth, a playful game before their official wedding, like playing house.

Even though they were about to get married, they still tacitly took this awkward wedding photo, as if looking back on the past.

Youth is fleeting, and they are willing to wait for their past selves, who were once running through the Konohagakure Street.

~~

Hyuga Hiashi and Inoichi Yamanaka, wisps of white steam rising from their teacups, but neither was in the mood to savor the tea. They both frowned, their gazes complex.

Although they knew they had personally married off their daughter, they still felt like they were vomiting a mouthful of old blood. Who could believe that Huang Mao had actually parked his car downstairs and stolen their daughter away?

They deflated like punctured balloons in an instant; the dignified head of the clan was now just an ordinary old father. They didn't want to hear anything, only endless regret.

After a long while, Hyuga Hiashi suddenly sighed softly and said.

"If I had known, I should have Teuchi him from the beginning."

"Agreed."

Then came a long silence, sighs, and more silence.

The fact that Hinata and Yamanaka Clan were marrying off their daughters at the same time was entirely due to the face that Hyuga Hiashi and Inoichi Yamanaka had accumulated over the years; it was as if all the points they had saved up in their entire lives had been redeemed at this moment.

If it weren't for the fact that bloodshed is considered inauspicious on a wedding day, the two fathers-in-law would already be sharpening their knives.

"Inoichi, Naruto Uzumaki really deserves to die!" said Hyuga Hiashi.

"They really deserve to die!" Inoichi Yamanaka agreed.

In contrast, the two younger children seemed very happy. They wore their most elaborate makeup and complete White Kimono for their wedding day.

The three were brought together and stood behind the large white gate. Someone had led them there, and about five or six minutes later, they heard the sound of cannon salutes and were about to walk out of the gate to receive the blessings of the guests.

Only Ino, Hinata, Naruto remained at the entrance.

Amidst the rustling sounds, Hinata spoke first, clearly a little nervous, her voice trembling slightly.

"I've thought about the future, and I've thought about being with you. I think about it when I'm not doing anything, when I'm daydreaming, when I'm sad. I want to be with you no matter what, even if..."

"I know, no need to say anything, Hinata." Naruto interrupted her, took her hand and gently comforted her, "We're already together, and we'll never be apart, I know that."

Ino turned to look at him, and Naruto took her hand and said.

"We got married, we finally got married, even though the process was full of twists and turns. But compared to missing out, it was all worth it. I will always love you."

"How long will you like me?" Ino's eyes curved into crescent moons as she smiled.

"Maybe... a little longer than death." He smiled too.

"Isn't it almost time?" Ino suddenly said, her words making all three of them tense at the same time. Naruto could clearly feel the two girls' palms burning hot.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a wedding."

Upon hearing this, Ino and Hinata turned their heads and said in unison.

"Don't let your hand shake!"

Bang!

The sound of cannons rang out, and the gate in front of us suddenly opened. There were no cherry blossoms in October, but there was a clear blue sky.

The three of them took a deep breath, looked at each other, smiled, and said.

Happy wedding.

Under the bright autumn sun, they had a grand wedding, and everyone in the audience had witnessed their love. Youth belonged to the three of them, and so did their love.

Every path they've walked has been incredibly brilliant, inspiring envy. The thunderous applause from the audience was like a grand blessing, lasting for a long time.

(Ino and Hinata arc, complete)

After considering many possible solutions, this was the final choice, and Ino and Hinata's story has come to an end.

There's another main storyline to follow, and we'll continue writing it, filling in all the plot holes related to Sakura, Temari, Tsunade, and so on.

The only difference is that Ino and Hinata will no longer appear, except in the family side stories after the book is finished (both serious and unserious ones; I've always wanted to write them, but it felt a bit strange to write them before the story was over, but now I can).

The advantage of this approach is that readers who enjoy pure romance can consider it the end; the seven-year-long love story of the three characters has reached an ideal conclusion.

For those who enjoy harem stories, please continue reading. I promised not to omit a single character, and I will include everything that needs to be written. The story is expected to be completed within 200,000 words, and it will basically consist of the Kaguya Otsutsuki and the daily lives of the female supporting characters.

I've been stuck on how to write the ending lately, and I've scrapped several versions because if it's not handled properly, it'll just be awful.

According to the theory of wild pure love, Ino and Hinata are the perfect heroines, so they deserve their own separate chapters.

As for the new manuscript, I started submitting it last month. It's a few thousand words long, and the editors have rejected it almost ten times. It's like I've been through a military training session.

Because the editor wanted me to write a romance novel, which is my forte, I tried out a few different genres, and romance variety shows were the most suitable topic.

Then came the extra lessons and endless revisions.

Youth-themed stories are indeed difficult to write, and urban rebirth stories may not be as good as others'. Romance variety shows and romance can also be connected.

It was a miracle that the radio waves matched.

There's still a long way to go before I can write an excellent youth romance novel; the road ahead is long and arduous, and I can only take it one step at a time.