Chapter 222 Sōji and Samui (Part 2)
"I want to look into your eyes!"
Samui spoke softly, his voice still tinged with hoarseness, but his tone had a hint of calmness after being forced into a desperate situation, and unexpectedly revealed a hint of coquettishness.
Sōji did not answer, but slowly raised his right hand, his fingertips lightly touched her chin, and then slowly slid along the jawline to the side of her ear.
Samui's body trembled slightly again under his touch, but this time she did not freeze.
She stretched out her hand, hooked her fingers on the edge of the black cloth covering his eyes, and stopped there, her eyes asking him if he could, but Sōji held her hand.
"Once you take it off, you can't look back!"
Sōji's voice was very soft, but it made her feel warm from head to toe. "If you don't want to, just shake your head now. The treatment has been completed. You will still be my official contact person tomorrow, and we will continue everything as usual."
Samui looked at him. This boy, who was several years younger than her, was lying above her at the moment. His long silver-white hair was hanging down, and his forehead Red Lotus Mark shimmered under the light.
He wants her to decide for herself!
Samui expressed her stance with actions. She took her fingers out of Sōji's hand and slowly and tentatively hooked the knot of the black cloth.
.. Then don't leave."
With that said, Samui firmly opened the knot of the black cloth, revealing a pair of eyes as bright as stars.
"How beautiful!"
Samui stared at the pair of blue star eyes with fascination, and let out a sigh.
"You are also very beautiful." Sōji responded to her in a gentle tone.
Before he finished speaking, Sōji lowered his head, while Samui closed his eyes and tightened his arms slightly on the back of his neck, trying to get him closer.
Outside the window, Island Turtle made a low and distant sound of breathing, the sea tide slowly receded from the edge of its carapace, and everything that followed became natural.
When the light gray yukata was untied, the fabric made a soft sound as it brushed against the skin. Samui bit her lip to avoid making any sound.
Sōji When she leaned down, the long silver-white hair fell on her collarbone. The cool touch made her shrink her shoulders, and then he held her shoulders with his palm.
The dim Chakra light casts the overlapping shadows of the two people on the wooden wall, blurry and lingering.
Samui couldn't hold it back in the end, raised her head and bit his shoulder. The suppressed whimpering sound was gently muffled by his raised hand, turning it into a secret that no one knew.
Island Turtle swims slowly in the night, dragging this isolated sea area into deeper tranquility.
Sōji looked down at her sweaty blond hair and half-closed eyes during a certain gap, and a thought suddenly came to his mind.
This is probably growth!
It's a pity that I have been a human being for two lifetimes, and I haven't fully understood it until now.
Outside the window, Coniferous Forest on Island Turtle's back rustled in the night wind, gently swallowing up all the sounds in the wooden house.
There was no talking all night, and the next morning.
The morning light on Island Turtle's back came later than the land. The sea fog came up from the edge of the tortoise shell and slowly flowed between Coniferous Forest, wrapping the entire Base in a pale golden haze.
Atsui had already cooked porridge for breakfast in the kitchen. Yingying walked out of the wooden house rubbing her eyes and found that Samui's room had not yet opened the door.
In the past, she was always the first person to appear in the kitchen. Yingying scratched her head in confusion, but without thinking much, she was patted on the shoulder by Muku from behind, and followed her to wash up.
In the wooden house, the Chakra light has turned off by itself.
The morning light squeezed in through the gaps in the window lattice, casting a few thin golden threads on the sheets.
Samui was lying on his side on the bed, with his short blond hair messily scattered on the pillow. The quilt only covered his chest, and there were a few shallow kiss marks on his exposed collarbone and shoulders.
She woke up earlier than Sōji.
His blue-green eyes looked quietly at Sōji, who was still sleeping soundly. He looked at his face that was a little less stern than usual when he was sleeping, and carefully counted his eyelashes.
However, at the age of fifteen, his body still has the slender lines unique to young people, but the muscles on his shoulders and back have become well-toned through long-term high-intensity battles.
At this time, Sōji's breathing changed and he woke up.
"Are you awake?"
Samui's voice still has the usual indifference, but the ending sound is much softer than usual.
"Hmm.
Sōji turned sideways, facing her direction, reached out and wrapped Samui's waist from below, keeping it close to his chest.
After being silent for about a breath, he stretched out his other hand and gently touched her cheek with his fingers.
Then he slid it along the jawline to behind her ears, and tucked a few strands of her blond hair that were scattered on her cheeks behind her ears. His movements were so delicate that they were completely different from his usual aggressive and decisive image.
"Are your shoulders still sore?" Sōji asked in her ear.
Hearing this, Samui subconsciously moved his right shoulder, his expression was slightly startled, and then he shook his head, "I'm not sore anymore. I haven't been numb since you finished rubbing it last night."
As she said that, she looked at Sōji, with a narrow smile in her blue-green eyes, "Next time your shoulder feels uncomfortable, can you still apply for special treatment from Captain Sōji?"
"Any time!"
Sōji held her in his arms, and the warm and thick touch filled her entire chest.
Putting your forehead against Sōji's shoulder, the short blond hair feels soft and smooth, with a hint of the soapy scent left over from last night.
They stayed like this quietly for a while, until outside the window came the sound of Killer B practicing impromptu rap on the shore of the lake in the distance.
"Yo~ The turtle in the morning~ swimming with the forest on his back~"
Then came the short and cold voice of Yugito, "Master Bi, please be quiet!"
"... Get up! Today we still have Land of Whirlpool's material allocation list to confirm with Lord Raikage." Samui said softly
said.
"Well, okay!"
Samui sat up and reached for the clothes on the chair. She paused midway, then she turned her head and glanced at Sōji.
"What happened last night...
"If you want to make it public, then make it public; if you want to keep it secret, then keep it a secret."
Sōji interrupted her, his tone was calm as usual, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, "The official cooperation between Hidden Mist and Hidden Cloud will not be affected."
Samui was silent for a moment, then a very faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Then keep it secret for now."
"The official secretary has a personal relationship with Hidden Mist Anbu Captain. Let's not talk about Konoha's reaction. People inside Hidden Cloud will also have opinions."
"No matter how much you have an opinion, it won't change anything, but it's up to you!"
With that said, Sōji stood up, put on his clothes, put Divine Robe on his shoulders, paused for a moment in front of the bronze mirror, arranged the black cloth that blindfolded his eyes, and then opened the door.
The sea breeze blows in front of you, carrying Island Turtle's unique salty moisture and Coniferous Forest's rosin.
The rising sun had just risen from the sea level, dyeing the entire sea surface a color like molten gold.
The change in his mood brought about by the tenderness last night made him even feel that Chakra and Cursed Energy were flowing in his body at a smoother rhythm than ever before.
The meridians are clear, the energy and energy are renewed, and Six Eyes's perception accuracy is an order of magnitude higher than usual.