ocean-life Chapter 478 Wife
Chapter 478 Wife
Naruto Uzumaki sensed the powerful chakra fluctuations in the Pure Land that were gradually becoming clearer and more active, and mentally estimated the time.
...It's almost time.
At this moment, he was in the amusement park he had "created" for Zuoyue, his steps slightly unsteady as he followed behind his wife.
In stark contrast to the barely perceptible weariness on his face, Uchiha Satsuki, walking ahead, radiated health, her cheeks glowing with a healthy blush. She gently placed one hand on her lower abdomen, exuding a languid yet refreshing aura.
As Naruto watched her graceful figure disappear, he couldn't help but wonder... why did it feel like he was the one who got the better deal after all that commotion?
However, even though I may be slacking off, as the newly appointed manager of the Pure Land, I still have to do what needs to be done.
With a slight thought, Naruto's consciousness instantly connected with the deep rules of the afterlife world he had modified.
First, there is a plan for maintaining order and the "final placement" of souls. Naruto did not simply replicate the concept of prisons or courts in the real world, but combined the characteristics of the Pure Land, where people "do not die but can feel pain," to conceive a corresponding "guardian" and "conviction" mechanism.
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He issued a thought that encompassed the entire Pure Land, a thought that would subtly permeate the depths of the consciousness of every soul awakening from its long slumber, allowing them to naturally "understand" the moment they regained their senses—
This is the afterlife; you have ended your life in this world.
Let them understand the current situation, so they don't have to wonder who they are or where they are.
This would avoid the chaos and unease that might occur during the initial awakening of a large number of souls. After all, not everyone is as thick-skinned or goal-oriented as Hashirama or Madara.
Many more people may need time to accept the fact of death.
Naruto felt satisfied as his rule patch silently blended into every corner of the Pure Land world.
Reality has been overwritten, and the basic framework of order has been established. Even if I slack off a little longer and enjoy this infinitely extended honeymoon with Zuo Yue, nothing too serious should happen.
Besides, isn't there the experienced former administrator, Old Man Liudao, keeping an eye on things over there? Letting him stretch his muscles and contribute his remaining energy is perfectly reasonable.
Thinking this way, Naruto felt no guilt and thought it was a good thing to keep the Sage of Six Paths busy and prevent him from being idle.
He quickened his pace to catch up with Zuo Yue, and the two strolled from the amusement park exit into a bustling commercial street he had just created, a street brimming with otherworldly charm. The dazzling array of shop windows once again caught Zuo Yue's eye.
However, while accompanying Satsuki through various small shops, helping her try on hair accessories, and sampling novel snacks, Naruto's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the enchanting and out-of-control scene in the private cinema earlier.
Something's not right.
Even Naruto Uzumaki belatedly began to grasp the meaning of it.
Satsuki...could she have done this on purpose?
Just like last time at home, I was also teased by her subtle closeness, so I deliberately put on a stern face, pretending to be a little "repressed" and "dangerous," to scare her. "Satsuki, if this continues, I might... not be so gentle anymore." My intention was to give her a little "retaliation" and see how she would shy away.
The results of it?
Satsuki did blush, but she didn't show the panic or hesitation Naruto had expected. She simply pursed her lips, whispered "Okay," and then turned and left.
Just when Naruto thought she had run away out of shyness and was feeling a little smug, Satsuki returned.
She was carrying several tightly packed, stacked cardboard boxes in her arms. Inside were small umbrellas used for counting; the quantity... was almost like a generous gift prepared for visiting relatives during the Chinese New Year.
That sentence suddenly popped into Naruto's head.
"You seem to have misunderstood something. You're the challenger!"
"It's so beautiful... Naruto, I want to try this."
Satsuki's sudden voice pulled Naruto back from his thoughts. He followed Satsuki's gaze and saw that she was staring intently at a shop window display—a wedding dress shop.
White gauze curtains, exquisite lace, and wedding dresses worn by mannequins in the shop window shimmer with a dreamlike luster under the soft lights.
Zuo Yue stared blankly at the pure white wedding dresses of various styles.
Every time Satsuki sees something resembling a "bridal gown," her thoughts inevitably drift back to that day—her wedding with Naruto.
That was the most dreamlike day of her life. It felt so long, every minute and every second filled with happiness, anticipation and love, yet it also felt so short, as if it were just a blink of an eye, and that grand ceremony had become a frozen image in her memory.
The feeling of happiness that day was so intense that every time she recalls it, Satsuki's heart involuntarily sinks into it, enveloped by waves of warmth.
Her wedding was a traditional Japanese Shinto ceremony, and she wore a dignified and elegant "Shiromuku" (white kimono), symbolizing purity and new life, which was a completely different aesthetic from the Western-style, fluffy and gorgeous wedding dress in front of her.
However, this did not diminish her longing for all the beautiful symbols of the identity of "bride." If she could... she really wanted to experience that feeling of being a bride, surrounded by blessings and love, with Naruto once again.
"Yes, of course." Naruto walked to her side, naturally took her hand, and his gaze fell on the beautiful wedding dresses. "Satsuki will look very, very beautiful in it." It sounded like a compliment, but it was the truth.
...After a short wait at the bridal shop, the curtains of the dressing room were gently pulled open.
Naruto looked up and his breath hitched slightly.
It was a dazzling beauty, completely different from the classical tranquility of the white kimono.
Wearing a simple yet figure-hugging strapless wedding dress, Uchiha Satsuki's dress features smooth and elegant lines, with delicate lace extending from the chest to the hem like a blooming pure white flower.
A veil hung down gently, partially obscuring her long, black hair and delicate profile. Sunlight streamed through the shop window, bathing her in a soft glow.
Pure and dazzling, yet because the wearer is Zuo Yue, she exudes a cool and alluring aura.
Naruto's cheeks flushed slightly from the sudden surge of excitement and the stunning view before him.
He opened his mouth, only to find that his already limited vocabulary was even more insufficient at this moment, and in the end, he could only express the most straightforward and sincere praise.
"So beautiful...so beautiful! As expected of Satsuki! She can pull off any outfit so perfectly!" His blue eyes were filled with undisguised amazement and love.
And Satsuki...
She looked at Naruto, who was blushing because of her and whose eyes were only filled with her reflection, and swallowed involuntarily.
A certain youthful, passionate, and direct impulse surged up from the bottom of my heart once again.
Simply put, it's happening again... cough cough.
I want Naruto like that... right now...
Once the thought crossed her mind, Zuoyue immediately began to plan how to smoothly lure the golden retriever in front of her, who was already completely infatuated with her, into that direction.
"By the way, Naruto." Satsuki smiled in a way that seemed gentle but actually concealed a sly smile.
"Huh? What's wrong?" Naruto was still reeling from the stunning beauty of his wife in her wedding dress, and his reaction was a little slow.
"Actually, this outfit..." Satsuki turned slightly to the side, "has some unique aspects."
"Different?" Naruto's curiosity was piqued, and his gaze unconsciously followed her finger.
"Yes, that's right." Satsuki lowered her voice, with an intimate tone as if sharing a secret, "To be precise... it's a change that only you, Naruto, can see."
As soon as he finished speaking, under Naruto's puzzled yet expectant gaze, Satsuki did something that instantly overloaded his brain.
She bent down slightly, grasped the hem of her wedding dress with both hands, and then, with obvious shyness and awkwardness, slowly lifted the hem.
In the past, whether in combat uniforms or everyday attire, Zuoyue's most common legwear consisted of highly practical black stockings, primarily used for skin protection and ease of movement.
But now, beneath the hem of the wedding dress, what is revealed to Naruto is a completely different scene.
Those were brand new, delicate, pure white over-the-knee stockings that tightly hugged Zuo Yue's shapely and slender calves. The exquisite lace at the edge of the stockings dipped slightly into her skin, exuding a subtle allure.
The stockings ended just above the thigh, so a section of fair and smooth thigh skin was clearly exposed between the pure white stocking top and the hem of the skirt.
That snow-white skin, set against the backdrop of the pure white wedding dress and over-the-knee stockings, appeared exceptionally...intriguing.
Satsuki's movements were clearly awkward and shy; even her ears turned bright red, and her fingers gripped the hem of her skirt with a bit of force.
However, it is precisely this awkward, courageous display that is a hundred times more powerful than any skillful provocation!
For a man, his wife's initiative in that area is undoubtedly a sweet burden mixed with immense happiness and a little bit of trouble.
Naruto froze on the spot, his pupils dilated slightly, his mouth agape but unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time, only the flames burning in his azure eyes grew hotter and hotter.
Satsuki knew that she had succeeded once again.
She lowered her skirt, but the image was already deeply etched into Naruto's mind. Satsuki stepped forward and gently pressed her body against Naruto's somewhat stiff frame, tilting her head back and gazing at him with her dark eyes, misty with anticipation.
"Naruto...where do we go next?"
"..."
Naruto remained in a state of silence due to some kind of overload.
Satsuki's blush had spread to her neck, but she still offered her advice in a softer voice with a clear guiding tone.
"How about... we find a place to rest for a bit?"