"There's a village here. Let's stay the night."
Terumi Mei had been lost in thought the entire way, and Wuye naturally let her be.
Although men all liked women who loved them so wholeheartedly that they forgot themselves, he did not demand that they all be that way.
Everyone had their own needs to fulfill. If they were prevented from doing so, they would lose their soul.
And each person's unique soul, a soul untouched by society's conditioning, was the most beautiful thing in the world.
"Huh? What did you say?"
Wuye suddenly stopped, causing Terumi Mei to slam straight into his back.
The impact was considerable.
"Mm..."
Terumi Mei rubbed her forehead theatrically, then glanced around. "This place looks pretty good. Should we ask a household to take us in for the night?"
Wuye shot her a glance. "If we weren't looking for lodging, why would I come all the way here? We can pitch a tent anywhere. I'm starting to worry whether you can do a good job as Mizukage."
Terumi Mei wrinkled her nose, walked up, and gently knocked on a household's door. "Hello, we're passing—"
Bang.
The door was abruptly slammed shut, and a cold voice came from within. "Please leave."
"We only intend to stay the night," Terumi Mei called out.
"You're not welcome."
The other party sounded even colder.
"Uh..."
Terumi Mei could only retreat in frustration. "Do I look that fierce? Do I really look like a bad person?"
Wuye glanced at her chest and answered with certainty, "Yeah. Very fierce."
Terumi Mei: "..."
"Hello, we're—"
Bang.
"Hello, we—"
Bang.
"You—"
Bang.
After three attempts, Terumi Mei squatted down and touched her cheek, uncertainly asking, "Could it be that I really look terrifying now?"
"Maybe you do." Wuye nodded firmly.
Terumi Mei rose