Naruto looked down at the kitten doll wearing a mini Uchiha clan attire in his hand. The corner of his mouth unconsciously raised a warm arc, and he was already thinking about where to put it in the room.
Although Satsuki had already given him too many things to count - from daily necessities to most Branch Family furniture, she had replaced almost all of them with newer and better ones for various reasons.
But this was the first time that she had made a gift like this with her own hands, stitch by stitch. This thought is more precious than any expensive gift.
Satsuki specifically emphasizes that "it is not allowed to be left in a cupboard to collect dust", because it is nothing but a worry that its hard work will be ignored and let down. Naruto naturally understood this somewhat coquettish advice. How could he not treat this gift that carried Satsuki's heart with care?
It must be placed somewhere within easy reach and where you can see it every day. Naruto gently touched the top of the head of the doll kitten, which was sewn with soft fabric, and the first place he thought of was the bedside table.
However, that best position has already been occupied by a small incubator. In the incubator, there lay quietly a Pokémon Egg painted with green patterns - it was a legendary item that was rewarded by the system many years ago, but after so many years, it still remained motionless and showed no signs of being hatched.
It was obviously a legendary reward, but in the end there were so many of them that they were of no use at all... Naruto complained helplessly in his heart, but what else could he do? There seems to be no other choice but to continue to raise it patiently.
Finally, his eyes fell on a small study room and a room that was half a kitchen. This is where Naruto usually reads books and studies Ninjutsu scroll.
The reason why he moved the kitchen function here is because a long time ago, he was worried that the kitchen fumes in the living room would choke Satsuki who often came to the house, so he deliberately renovated it.
Naruto walked to the desk and placed the kitten doll upright on the corner of the table, with its back leaning against several stacked books.
He sat down and reached out to touch the doll's head again. The more he looked at it, the more adorable it became. Especially those big black eyes that reflect light,
Just like that, Naruto spread out Seal Scroll in the quiet companionship of the kitten doll.
That's right, this thing is still in his hands. It's a bit magical to think about it. Forbidden Jutsu scroll, which records the top secret of Konoha Village, was actually kept by one Genin for such a long time.
Of course Naruto couldn't take the initiative to give it back - since the old man Third Hokage never asked for it back, he naturally regarded it as an excellent learning opportunity. His goal is to memorize all the theories of forbidden arts recorded on the scroll. As for whether he can perform them smoothly, he can only slowly try and explore in the future.
Uchiha Clan Compound, Clan Head's Residence.
Satsuki returned home briskly with a hint of imperceptible urgency. At the entrance, her mother Mikoto was greeting her with a smile.
"Satsuki, welcome back."
"Well, I'm back."
Facing the mother with a gentle smile, Satsuki also responded with a gentle tone. She noticed that her mother seemed to be in a particularly good mood today, with a relaxed and comfortable look on her face.
And there was no one kissing Fugaku in the living room, but Satsuki didn't have any extra thoughts to care about it at this moment, although she originally planned to continue to show some indifference to him because of his childish behavior at noon.
After a brief greeting, Satsuki went straight to his room. This room is now completely taken care of by herself and is kept locked when she is not at home.
Of course, if she wants to keep her privacy, her parents fully respect her wishes.
The door closed behind him with a slight click, completely blocking out the sounds from the outside world.
She leaned against the door panel and let out a sigh of relief. The room was still as neat and tidy as when she left. Except for the clay doll Naruto gave her before on the desk, there are almost no extra decorations, which makes it look very plain.
Then, when his eyes turned to the bed, the style of the painting suddenly changed - there was a finely made Naruto life-size pillow placed on the bed. And this is just the beginning of some kind of "problem" in the room.
She leaned toward the closet on one side of the room. Then he slowly pulled it open.
Inside the wardrobe, in addition to her own Uchiha clan attire and daily clothes hung neatly, there is another style of clothing that occupies a considerable space - a light orange sports coat.
These clothes are obviously not her size and style, and if you look closely, you can find traces of wear at different levels. There are subtle wear on the cuffs, and the collar also has some looseness after washing.
These... are all the clothes that Naruto Satsuki told me to throw away before.
Satsuki's eyes lingered on these clothes, and his fingertips finally stopped on the oldest light orange jacket. She carefully took it out, and there was still an extremely faint smell of Naruto on the clothes, which made her tight mouth soften unconsciously.
She hugged the coat and walked to the bed. The well-made Naruto life-size pillow is lying there quietly on the bed. Satsuki leaned down, carefully put the old coat on the pillow, and carefully arranged the collar and cuffs.
After doing this, she stood by the bed and stared quietly at the "substitute" wrapped in Naruto's old clothes. The calmness and arrogance she maintained in front of outsiders gradually faded away like ice and snow, replaced by a deep attachment that almost overwhelmed her. Those dark eyes were filled with emotions so strong that they were almost paranoid, like a deep pool with turbulent undercurrents.
She finally could no longer suppress the restless emotions in her heart, but could not express them directly due to the constraints of reality. She stretched out her hand and hugged this special pillow tightly into her arms, so hard that her knuckles turned white.
She hugged it, sat down in front of the desk, buried her cheek deeply into the shoulder of the old coat, rubbed it gently back and forth, feeling the rough touch of the fabric and the vague breath, and let out a contented yet somewhat depressing sigh.
Only belongs to me...
After a moment of tenderness, she raised her head and looked at the big-headed computer on the desk that she had purchased not long ago. A trace of emotion mixed with excitement and nervousness flashed across her eyes.
She took a deep breath, then pressed the power button with slightly trembling fingers.
The screen lit up, and the blue light shone on her fair face. The picture gradually became clear - what was shown was that Naruto was currently in the small study room of his apartment, concentrating on reading the real-time picture of Seal Scroll!
Satsuki's pupils dilated slightly, and his breathing stagnated for a moment. She hugged the pillow in her arms tightly and stared unblinkingly at the unaware blond boy on the screen. A complex expression appeared on her face - a contented possessiveness, a bottomless infatuation, and a slight trembling feeling due to this secretive behavior.
(I'm sorry! I don't know why I write in an uncontrollably yandere direction, but when it comes to giving priority to men over women... there won't be any bloodshed)