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Satsuki lowered her head, and Naruto could not see her expression.

But he could see it—her body was trembling slightly, as though some immense emotion was surging within her, suppressed, struggling to burst free.

Those words—"mine." "forever." They were like precise keys, slipping into the lock buried deepest in Satsuki's heart.

She wanted him to be hers.

She wanted him to be forever hers.

She was an Uchiha, an Uchiha who valued emotions more than life itself. She was Uchiha Satsuki. She knew all too well how sick, obsessive, and frightening she could be. She had been terrified that Naruto would not accept someone like her.

But now, that person was telling her—"I'm yours. Forever."

Those words greatly satisfied Satsuki's heart.

That satisfaction could not be described by ordinary words like "happiness" or "being moved." It was the feeling of being completely filled, from her spirit to her emotions.

She was so moved, and then that emotion immediately transformed into something else.

Love.

And to Uchiha Satsuki, love had never been something that could quietly remain in her heart and be savored slowly.

Love needed an outlet.

It needed to declare possession in the most thorough way possible.

With embraces, with kisses, with something deeper, more complete—something that would let her truly feel that he is mine.

Naruto did not know that if he kept talking, Satsuki would immediately pounce on him, hug him, and start kissing him senseless.

He was still thinking about something else.

Satsuki... has completely opened her heart to me. The realization sent a warm current through Naruto's heart.

That was right. When his wife had displayed such severe yandere behavior before—collecting his old clothes, secretly taking pictures of him, hiding cameras in the eyes of dolls—Naruto had not felt even the slightest bit afraid.

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