Uchiha Ying gently held Tsunade's soft little hand as they strolled leisurely through Konoha's bustling streets.
"Ying, why do you always wear a mask?" Tsunade asked, tilting her head and blinking her large eyes.
"It's a habit of mine. Wearing it makes me feel more comfortable," Uchiha Ying answered with a smile. Beneath the mysterious black ninja mask, his voice was somewhat low, yet all the more charming.
Because Uchiha Ying always wore that mysterious black ninja mask, he appeared even more dashing and strikingly handsome.
Tsunade was like a shy little deer, stealing glances at Uchiha Ying from time to time, her heart pounding wildly with joy.
Sunlight draped over them like golden gauze, as if cloaking them in brilliant radiance and making them seem like a perfect golden couple.
The people on the street looked at them with envy, as though they were the most dazzling pair in the world.
Several young female ninjas even blushed and whispered among themselves.
"Look, that's Uchiha Ying. He's so handsome!"
"The one beside him is Tsunade. They really are a perfect match."
Hearing their comments, Tsunade could not help feeling a small surge of pride, like a proud peacock—beautiful and confident. She tightly clasped Uchiha Ying's hand, as though declaring to the world the rock-solid special bond between them.
Feeling Tsunade's little gesture, Uchiha Ying's lips curved upward like a flower blooming in spring. He lowered his gaze to her, his eyes filled with tender warmth, and said softly, "Tsunade, we'll keep walking like this forever."
Tsunade nodded firmly, as steadfast as a boulder. "Mm, Ying. I believe in you."
They continued strolling down the street, enjoying that peaceful, picturesque time together.
The shops around them were as noisy as boiling water. Hawkers' cries and laughter rose and fell, intertwining like