The breeze blew across the water, the river gurgled, and the willow leaves on the bank swayed, and the years seemed to have returned to the past.
Shinichi stood still, turned to look at Tsunade beside him, with a smile on his lips, and whispered in a low voice:
"Tsunade, do you still remember the past by the Naka River river?"
Tsunade was stunned for a moment, then his eyes showed a bit of nostalgia, and he hummed softly. "Of course I remember."
She tilted her head, raised the corners of her lips slightly, changed the subject, and said with a bit of joking:
"Let me tell you, what impressed me the most was not how powerful you were at that time, but the first time you used Ryujin Jakka. As a result, your clothes were completely burned. You were naked and begged me and Orochimaru to help you find clothes."
At this point, she half-smiled and looked at him with raised eyebrows, "You may not know that I originally planned to find you a set of women's clothes to wear to see if you would be so embarrassed that you crawled into the ground. Unfortunately, Orochimaru acted too quickly and solved it for you first."
Shinichi was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh, and shook his head gently. "So you were so evil-minded at that time, if you had known... I would have gone along with the flow and made your wish come true."
Tsunade rolled his eyes at him, but did not refute. His eyes quietly softened, looking at the familiar river in front of him, seeming to recall every detail of their youth.
Shinichi's eyes fell on her face, with a bit of tenderness in his eyes.
Today, he has succeeded as the patriarch of the clan and has great glory, but what he wants to share the most is the time they have spent together by this small river that they have walked together countless times.
Those past events are what he cherishes most.
The breeze blew by, ruffling the broken hair on Tsunade's forehead. She lowered her head and smiled softly, but she already understood in her heart -
This man, no matter how high he stands, his heart never changes.
The two stood quietly on the bank of the river, the sound of water gurgling under their feet seemed to tell the story of the past.
Tsunade turned to look at him sideways, with the same smile in his eyes that he had just made fun of, as if he was still immersed in those young and frivolous memories.
However, at this moment, Shinichi suddenly lowered his head and looked at the familiar riverside in front of him. His eyes were a little deeper and he said in an understatement:
"Tsunade."
He paused, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and spoke in a low voice with a hint of unprecedented seriousness.
"I was thinking... should I build a house here?"
Tsunade was slightly startled when he heard this and did not react immediately. He looked up at him and met his eyes with a faint smile.
Shinichi slowly turned around, his eyes fell on the river bank of flowing memories, his tone was soft but unquestionable:
"A house, a home."
He turned to look at her and said in a low voice:
"A home that only belongs to the two of us."
Tsunade was stunned in place, the wind blew her blond hair and gently swept her face. She looked at his serious and almost determined expression, and her heart beat unexpectedly.
"Are you... seriously?" Her voice was a little low, with a rare hint of panic.
Shinichi chuckled, his eyes full of tenderness:
"When have I ever lied to you?"
"No matter how big Konoha is, no matter how glorious Uchiha Clan Compound is, it can't compare to having a small home with you here. It's just the two of us. We don't need identity or power, we just need each other."
The river gurgled and the willow leaves swayed gently.
Tsunade pursed his lips and didn't say anything for a while. He just lowered his eyes and the tips of his ears turned red quietly.
After a long while, she hummed softly and looked away. "How big will the house be? I want to plant flowers in it, and... a small wine cellar."
Shinichi smiled lowly, stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder. "As big as you say it is."
The wind blew and the water stirred, and the two of them stood side by side by the river, as if the whole world had quieted down.
A house, a home, the future has already been quietly sketched out inadvertently.
Having said this, Shinichi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he had already made all preparations.
He slowly took out a small and exquisite brocade box from his arms, lowered his head and opened it, revealing the white jade bracelet lying quietly inside.
The bracelet is as smooth as grease, and looks warm and simple on the surface. If you look closely, you can faintly notice that there is some kind of profound power fluctuation inside, as if there is a miniature world hidden inside.
"Here you go."
Shinichi gently pulled Tsunade's wrist, with a gentle and natural movement, and put the White Jade Bracelet on her, buckling it just right, not too ostentatious, but ironing it properly, as if it was meant to be worn on her wrist.
Tsunade looked down at the bracelet on her wrist. She was a little surprised at first, and was about to make a joke. However, the next second, she slightly activated her Chakra sense, and her expression suddenly changed.
This seemingly ordinary bracelet actually contains extremely complex and profound Sealing Formula, and each Sealing Formation pattern is intertwined and intertwined, forming an extremely tight space Barrier and defense mechanism. There are also several shockingly powerful attack seals, which are clearly branded and carefully arranged by Shinichi.
She was stunned for a moment and looked up at Shinichi with a bit of shock in her eyes:
"When... did you prepare it?"
Shinichi looked calm, but there was a hint of teasing in the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were soft:
"It has been prepared for a long time."
He paused, his eyes darkened, and his tone was low but firm:
"This bracelet is not just for decoration. It has storage space inside and also has a Barrier seal. It will automatically protect you when you encounter danger."
"There are also a few attack techniques, which are my strongest methods at present. They can be directly activated at critical moments."
He squeezed her wrist gently and looked deeply:
"You are not a woman who needs protection from others. I know you are very strong. But in this world, there are some things that I don't want to leave to chance."
Tsunade stared at him blankly and said nothing for a long time. The warm touch on his wrist seemed to be still hot, and even his heartbeat was uncontrollably faster.
After a long time, she hummed lowly and turned away to hide her emotion:
"Humph, who cares about your little thoughts?"
But his hand subconsciously stroked the bracelet, and a rare softness flashed in his eyes.
Shinichi looked at her hard-spoken and soft-hearted look and chuckled, her eyes so gentle that she could hardly hide them.
Some words don't need to be spoken, it's enough to put them in your hands and engrav them in your heart.
Naka River River, clear water flows quietly, reflecting the sky and cloud shadows.
Here, we witness the traces of the two of them from young children to standing side by side today.
From the initial playfulness of children, with each other laughing and playing carefree; to the later years of training and competing with each other, with no one willing to admit defeat; to the time when we were young and frivolous, witnessing each other's growth and transformation together, all the past seemed to follow the river, and each scene emerged before our eyes.
Here, there is hidden the secret of the prank they secretly planned, as well as the sweat and blood shed by the two of them when they fought side by side against foreign enemies.
There is also a lot of hidden feelings and tacit understanding that they themselves have never said.
At this moment, the river is still murmuring and the willow leaves are whistling, but they are no longer the carefree young men they used to be. One is the patriarch of Konoha's first wealthy family, Uchiha, and the other is the pride of the Senju Clan, Land of Fire's famous princess.
But standing by this familiar river, no one can ignore that what is carried here is not only the passage of time, but also the testimony of the closely intertwined fate of the two of them.
Shinichi looked at the river in front of him quietly, with a faint smile on his lips, while Tsunade stood beside him, lowering his head and caressing the bracelet on his wrist, but his heart was already filled with ripples.
Tsunade lowered his head and caressed White Jade Bracelet on his wrist, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.
Next to her, Shinichi looked at her quietly, with soft light surging in his eyes, as if he wanted to carve her appearance into his heart.
Neither of them spoke anymore, and the only sounds around them were the wind blowing through the leaves and the river water lapping against the shore.
The next moment, Tsunade raised his head and made eye contact.
Shinichi's eyes were calm, there was no hesitation in his eyes, only determination and gentleness.
He slowly stretched out his hand, gently clasped Tsunade's shoulders, lowered his head and got close to her, his movements gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing the peaceful moment.
Tsunade was stunned for a moment, then gently closed his eyes and raised his arms to wrap around his waist.
The two people's breaths blended together, each other's breaths were tightly intertwined, and the moment their lips touched, the world seemed to stop, and only each other existed.
There was no urgency in this kiss, only the determination and passion that had accumulated over the years, as if all the unspoken feelings from the past were being poured into it.
They no longer need extra words, all their thoughts, promises, and ties are conveyed in this kiss.
After a long time, their lips parted, Tsunade lowered his head and leaned gently on Shinichi's shoulder, the tips of his ears were red, but there was a smile that couldn't be hidden at the corner of his mouth.
Shinichi reached out and gently stroked the top of her hair, whispering:
"From now on, no matter what, no one can separate us."
The wind is still blowing, the river is still flowing, and their future is quietly opening at this moment.