Private hot spring, rising heat
Hidden Mist, a secluded courtyard nestled in the Mizukage.
Natural geothermal heat surged up from the bottom of the bluestone, engulfing the entire courtyard in a thick, hazy, grayish-white broth.
This area is forbidden to enter year-round; normally, no one even dares to take two steps in front of it.
Terumi Mei used the most legitimate excuse—"The Hidden Leaf reinforcements who assisted in suppressing the rebellion are exhausted by Chakra and urgently need intensive recuperation with high-mineral spring water."
When Genji took away the outer guards, the muscles on his old face twitched a few times under his eye sockets, and he swallowed back all his long-winded nonsense.
The long corridor was sealed shut with multiple layers of doors.
The entire Anbu was pulled away from the bottom of the back mountain.
Within the spacious courtyard pond, only the bubbling of hot water could be heard, along with the tiny, pitter-pattering drips from the eaves onto the blue bricks.
At the far end of the hot spring, Naruto's arms were hanging from the rough stones along the water's edge, which were covered in green moss.
He tilted his head back, his striking blond hair was all permed and wet, with a few tangled curls clinging tightly to his broad, full forehead.
Amidst the white steaming craze, his eyes remained closed, but the wicked glint in his thin lips was unmistakable.
Where is there even a sliver of the dire condition of a patient suffering from severe illness and requiring emergency treatment?
The broad, flat back muscles, the strong, supportive chest, and the thick, rock-solid abdomen—the ferocious muscle mass forged by the perfect Uzumaki Sage Body —all spread out without restraint under the hot soup.
Each line is full and smooth, like sweat and spring water mingling as they flow from the neck to the collarbone, plunging into the hidden current of the pond.
Small, soft steps quickly slipped through the long corridor.
He was panting as he stepped forward.
After crossing two evergreen planks, I had to stop and catch my breath.
Naruto's eyelids didn't move, and his wild grin widened even further.
There was no more footsteps heard near the door frame.
After standing still for a good dozen rounds, catching their breath, the wooden paper door was finally forced to slide open to both sides.
The rich, warm aroma, carrying the scent of moisture, washes over your face.
It's not a sweet, delicate fragrance; it's the unique, cool scent left behind by an adult woman after she's just used a soap bar from ancient trees in the deep mountains to knead and pound her skin and bones.
It collided perfectly with the boiling sulfurous soup below, transforming into a hidden hook that could gnaw at a person's internal organs and tendons.
Naruto opened his pair of eerie, deep blue eyes.
Terumi Mei was exactly three feet away from the edge of the long pond.
She wore only a light pink, thin leather long dress, which clung to her damp, shiny skin as soon as she entered the heat, reflecting a large amount of watery light from underneath.
The soft belt fastened at her waist was about to fall apart, and the high collar was completely opened to the left and right, revealing her long, slender, and fair white neck, which led directly to a large, rectangular area of her collarbone that shimmered with the light of white jade.
Her long, chestnut-red hair, styled in large curls, cascaded down her back shoulders, trembling as she gasped for breath.
With her eyeliner firmly applied Water Walking stone steps, she made sure her eyes never met the reflection in the pool.
Her long, slender toes, free of foot bags, gripped and clawed desperately into the cold, slippery cracks in the floor tiles.
"... Genji insisted on increasing the concentration and dosage of the herbal extract from the bottom of the water."
Her voice was noticeably weaker than the imposing aura she exuded in the main hall, and her tone trembled as she spoke, "She said she came to see... and incidentally to investigate the foundation of your recovery."
Naruto's body was half-impacted on the bluestone, and he didn't move an inch.
The bright, sparkling blue eyes, soaked in the hot spring, gently swept over her smooth, slippery calves, inch by inch.
As the slippery ankles and feet were lifted higher and higher, the outline of the tight, rounded mounds wrapped in the sheer, damp clothes was fully revealed, finally settling firmly on the base of the long, pointed, hot, red earlobes.
"Okay."
He let out a lazy, wild voice from the bottom, "Judging from what Lord Mizukage is saying, you're planning to stand across two ponds and administer medicine remotely, hoping to revive me with your willpower?"
She tore all the lotus leaf fabric into shredded knots with her hands.
Right in front of this piece of land stood a total of thirty digital symbols.
Two gods within her brainstem were frantically fighting for her life.
One voice shouted, "How dare you, the dignified leader of the Mist Ninja, lower your head and dishonor yourself here!"; the other voice, however, was like a heavy thunder blade pressing down on his neck—this was the humanoid beast that had stepped out of the center of the hellish sinkhole.
One and a half days.
They chopped the four hundred elite soldiers into underwater thugs, turning them into a cloud of white smoke.
He was covered in dirt, his hands in his pockets like a young man who had just finished drinking tea and strolling through the morning market.
She swallowed several large mouthfuls of saliva, which was steaming hot.
My throat and eyelids were burning from the smoke.
"I don't want to either..."
He had barely managed to utter half a word.
The scalding water burst open forcefully to both sides.
A forearm covered in thick, rough, iron-like veins suddenly emerged from the depths of the water.
The five hand bones exerted tremendous force, gripping and locking tightly against the ankle bones!
The intensely hot, scalding heat of the blood, separated by that layer of water, instantly broke through the icy skin and bones.
Her entire leg felt like it was being electrocuted, sending a tingling sensation through her entire body, from her heels to her whole head!
Stop wasting your time.
The boy, exuding an intensely masculine aura of aggression and accompanied by a husky, casually provocative voice, surged down from below.
"How can the dignified boss take intimate clothing from eight feet above me?"
Naruto forcefully pulled the person down, speaking recklessly:
"Although my younger brother is a rough and uncouth man from the mountains, he is definitely physically strong and powerful. If he does anything that doesn't suit your taste, please forgive him!"
Then, with a sudden, forceful press of his arm, he pressed down hard.
Terumi Mei's feet were pressed against the slippery moss edge, and she immediately rolled and fell into the pool.
"Wait a moment--!"
The water splashed violently, creating a layer of pure, high waves in all directions.
The soft, soaked leather cloth floated and billowed in the water in all four directions, like large lotus flowers blooming in the middle of the night.
She fell straight from the bottom of the sky into the heart of a living, hot person, whose veins resembled hard rock.
Naruto's right arm was firmly and securely gripped, killing the trembling, long waist.
With his other left arm, he punched through the deep water below, carving out the groove along the long back, and used immense force to lock this hot, soft body tightly into his own waist and abdomen!
The entire sequence of movements was frighteningly skillful and smooth, as if the dead had already calculated every angle of their landing and touch.
The sharp head slammed into the boy's broad, thick shoulder.
The hot, wet spring water immediately soaked through all the adhesive tape.
This already meager soft leather robe was now just a thin layer of glue clinging to the skin; it was completely unwearable in the pool.
The body that was smashed down below defies all reason and logic.
The physique of a hidden, Anbu, honed over many years, would never possess such a fierce and aggressive force. This is simply the pure physical aura of a top-tier genius, the most ferocious and powerful burst of energy.
Even leaning against it felt like hugging the base of an old, active volcano about to erupt.
"You brat... you didn't sustain any serious injuries at all..."
The sound coming from his throat vibrated so much that it almost became a leaky whistle.
Don't even think about putting on any tough-guy Water Lord act.
Naruto pressed his face down sharply.
The warm, moist steam from both mouths had already merged into one.
His deep blue eyes etched the rosy blush and half-upturned lips onto the other person's face, along with the chaotic reflections in his long, emerald-green pupils where the anxiety had dissipated.
He tilted his chin slightly back and let out a short, heavy laugh.
That was the arrogance and wildness revealed by the winner after mastering the ultimate technique, coupled with an unbridled greed for dominance.
"I told you long ago, those hundreds of you were just there for show, doing nothing but a bit of fun. You only know how to use your strength for that kind of menial work, why would you bother leaving a gash?"
Naruto ran his large thumb and forefinger along the soft flesh of the waist, then through the thin fabric clinging to the skin, he roughly scraped and played with the long, curved path that was most likely to seduce the old man's desires.
"So my massive reconnaissance operation just now has already thoroughly eradicated all the hidden weaknesses and vulnerabilities of your Wu family."
Two lips pressed firmly against the tip of that large, soft, hot, and red ear, releasing a low, soft sound.
"So—if you don't pay back all those extra, hefty, and special costs today, are you sure you really have the guts to go back and lie around enjoying a painless, carefree sleep?"
Terumi Mei's fingers, without her noticing, tightened their grip on the other person's arm, focusing intently on him!
There was absolutely no pushing force; it was all of a downward pull.
Ten beautiful, round fingers dug deep into the taut muscles, refusing to let go, like a dying ghost, drowning in a desperate place, chewing the last piece of wood, the original lifeline, into its flesh.
My heart has long since stopped giving me even a single positive thought.
The hot sulfur water is continuously stirred and swirled outwards from the center.
White vapor billowed up, its weight multiplying.
Deep within my mind, that icy, supremely clear sound, along with the giant bell, resounded as if struck by lightning:
[Detected change in the target "Terumi Mei's " affection level: +5. Current affection level: 100 (Completely captivated, forever devoted).]
[Congratulations, host! The ultimate bond has been achieved—"The Water Country's Absolute Submission"!]
[Bond critical hit rewards are being calculated...]
Naruto pressed down hard on her soft waist with his large hand, and chuckled softly as his lips brushed against the hot, red edge of her ear, causing the entire pool of water to ripple slightly.
"Then I'll boldly call out 'Husband!'"
"Are you going to go along with my answer, or are you planning to stay in this pool and keep arguing with me until the very bottom?"