"Okay... Naruto... you're such a good boy/girl..."
In the Uzumaki Residence, the afternoon sunlight, filtered through the thick curtains, cast a warm, hazy golden glow, lazily spreading across the soft sofas and carpets in the living room.
The air was filled with the faint scent of wood unique to their new home, as well as the sweet warmth of their intimate connection.
Naruto felt as if he were drowning in a gentle ocean, his limbs and bones relaxing, his consciousness floating lightly on the boundary of comfort and contentment.
Although they had already planned a detailed honeymoon itinerary, Uchiha Satsuki said that they would set off only when they felt completely 'satisfied'. As for the specific criteria for this "satisfaction," Satsuki never said it outright, but in practice, it often meant that the daytime hours would be quietly taken up by some passionate and intimate "activities."
Usually, before nightfall, the house would be filled with a romantic atmosphere by the afternoon. Naruto, of course, thoroughly enjoyed it.
This is a quiet moment of "satisfaction." Following a suggestion from a romance novel that Satsuki had read somewhere to "enhance intimacy," the two are practicing a ritual called lap pillow.
On the large, soft sofa, Naruto lay back in relaxation, the back of his head resting on Satsuki's ample thighs. Thanks to Satsuki's increasingly shapely curves, Naruto's gaze was perfectly shielded from the overhead light.
Only a reassuring shadow remained, carrying the warmth and fragrance of Satsuki's body.
Satsuki lowered her head slightly, her fingers gently stroking Naruto's cheeks, forehead, and soft blond hair.
Every touch was gentle and tender, as if confirming his presence through the touch of fingertips, deeply imprinting his features and warmth into the heart.
This feeling of being completely cherished and gently enveloped was irresistible to Naruto. He felt dizzy, half of his consciousness immersed in the warmth of the present world, and the other half floating on a cloud of happiness.
A small sense of pride welled up inside him; he really was... quite remarkable.
It's incredible that he managed to raise the arrogant Uchiha Satsuki of yesteryear into the wife he is today... who remains aloof and assertive in front of others, but reveals such a delicate, considerate, and "clingy" side when alone with them.
" Naruto," Satsuki's gentle voice came from above, interrupting Naruto's daydreaming, "After the honeymoon... what are your thoughts on our future responsibilities in the village? The Fifth Generation seems to really want you to take on more duties as soon as possible."
Even while immersed in their own world, she never forgot the responsibilities and future that Naruto carried.
"Hmm..." Naruto responded lazily, snuggling against Satsuki's leg. "Master is probably eager to pass the responsibility to me as soon as possible... But I don't think there's any need to rush. Peace is stable, and many new systems are still being tested. Master and the others are more than capable of handling things."
"I want to spend more time with you first; there's no rush. Besides, our own home has only just been furnished."
"Okay, whatever you say." Satsuki immediately agreed. After a moment's hesitation, the topic naturally shifted to the more distant future, her voice filled with shyness and longing, "Then... about the future, if... we have children..."
Naruto opened his eyes slightly upon hearing this. "Children..." He smiled, his tone light and indulgent, "I think they're both fine. Whether it's a beautiful and intelligent daughter like Satsuki, or a lively and energetic son, I will love them with all my heart and protect them."
However, Satsuki gently shook her head. "If possible... I think it would be better if it were a boy."
"Huh? Why?" Naruto was a little surprised. He thought Satsuki would prefer a daughter, since girls are usually closer to their mothers.
Satsuki pursed her lips, her face flushing even more, her eyes unusually firm, revealing a possessive and obsessive urge that Naruto was very familiar with, characteristic of the Uchiha.
She leaned down slightly, close to Naruto's ear, and whispered in a warm voice, "Because... girls tend to be especially clingy to their fathers from a young age, right?... Although Naruto will definitely be a very good father, but..."
"I don't really want to... take away too much of Naruto's attention. If he were a boy, he probably wouldn't be so clingy... Besides, it would allow him to become independent sooner, inherit the Sharingan from the Uchiha, and Naruto's power... That way, Naruto can... spend more time with me."
These undisguised, possessive words did not make Naruto feel uncomfortable or pressured at all; instead, they brought him a tingling shiver and an immense sense of satisfaction.
"Alright, it's almost time, it's already afternoon." After a few more tender moments, Satsuki whispered in Naruto's ear, her anticipation barely concealed.
Her voice carried a certain unspoken implication.
Naruto's cheeks flushed instantly. He didn't say anything, but simply hugged Satsuki's waist and abdomen tighter, burying his face deeper into her soft, warm embrace.
Sensing his response, Satsuki lowered her head, her lips almost touching Naruto's ear, and continued to utter words that made his heart race even faster. "I've been thinking... if there's any special way to make Naruto happier... so..."
" Naruto can... give me whatever he wants. Where he wants us to start, what he wants me to wear, or nothing at all... it's all up to me."
The straightforward invitation instantly ignited the already palpable romantic atmosphere in the air.
Their breathing quickened involuntarily, their body heat mingling through their thin loungewear. Naruto felt his throat go dry, and his arms tightened around Satsuki slightly, as if he was about to say something or respond with actions—
"Ding-dong."
The sudden doorbell rang without warning, instantly shattering the ambiguous atmosphere that had reached a critical point indoors.
Naruto jolted awake, instinctively sitting up from Satsuki's arms. His movements were swift, and because he had forgotten last time, he made sure to carefully avoid bumping into Satsuki this time.
He quickly straightened his somewhat disheveled clothes and hair, his face still flushed and dazed from being interrupted.
"Someone's here? I... I'll go Gate of Opening," Naruto said somewhat hastily, muttering to himself as he walked towards the entrance.
Logically speaking, since he and Satsuki had just gotten married, his parents, Jiraiya and Kakashi had all tacitly refrained from visiting for the past few days, understanding the need to give the newlyweds ample space. So, who could it be at this time?
With a sense of unease, Naruto calmed his racing heart and still feverish body, Teuchi the door.
Hello... Excuse me, are you looking for...?
The polite inquiry was abruptly cut off halfway through.
Naruto's eyes reflected the figure of the visitor outside the door, and he was immediately overwhelmed by disbelief and astonishment.
He even subconsciously raised his hand to rub his eyes, wondering if he was having some kind of bizarre hallucination because the atmosphere just now was too...
The figure outside the door was not standing on the ground, but rather silently and without any support, suspended in the air about half a foot above the ground.
A voice, chattering and nagging yet carrying a sense of peace, resounded directly in his mind.
"Newcomer, it's finally time to meet you. Your growth trajectory has truly exceeded my initial expectations... Well, although according to etiquette, I'd like to start with a formal self-introduction, but... I'm not quite sure if the name I should give now still matches my 'former' name perfectly, which worries me a bit and might cause misunderstandings, um? Wait a minute..."
"Judging from your expression... you seem quite surprised by my presence? But logically speaking, this should be our first meeting, right? I'm certain I've never directly contacted you in this form before."
"Although, strictly speaking, I have been observing you for quite some time... on a much larger scale. But don't worry! My observations are limited to macro-level aspects such as 'life trajectories,' 'major decisions,' and 'the weight of their influence on the world's cause and effect.' I will absolutely not involve any personal privacy; I would never do such a thing. Also, I need to clarify that my current state is merely an embodiment of residual chakra and willpower, not truly 'alive.' Because the time span is so vast, in order to communicate smoothly, I have tried to learn and adapt to the latest language patterns and expressions of this era. I hope it doesn't seem too strange..."
Meanwhile, deep within the Sealing Space inside Naruto's body...
The Kurama, who was drowsy and curled up for a nap, suddenly raised its massive head the moment it heard the voice outside the door!
Its beastly eyes widened to their limit in an instant, filled with extreme shock, disbelief, and... a complex tremor that transcended a long period of time.
It stared intently at the outside world, "seeing" the floating chakra avatar through Naruto's senses, a trembling growl emanating from its throat, a roar filled with horror and certainty.
"An old man?!"