On the morning of the 25th.

A separate man and his sister named Wang came to the outskirts of Konoha Province in a mysterious way.

"Why did the old lady move here?"

"It's probably because I'm older and I feel a little overwhelmed."

The two wearing sunglasses soon arrived at the destination, the house of a mysterious old woman.

"Ding Dong~"

"Ding Dong..."

Press until the ninth time, and the door will open a gap.

The man with a split head shrugged and reached out and gently pulled the door open.

Before entering the door, the sister surnamed Wang took off the sunglasses from her face.

"These eyes..." The old lady held her glasses and said, "It turned out to be you, Xiao Naiyang."

"Mother-in-law, what about me?" The man with a separate head brought him to the door and took off the sunglasses from his face.

"Sir Naruto is here too, so today..."

"Yes, mother-in-law." Naiyang bent down and supported her: "Didn't you disturb your rest?"

The old lady smiled and shook her head: "You young people, don't be so anxious, are you?"

"I don't." Nao lowered his head and used his eyes to indicate that the person who was anxious was someone following behind.

"..." Shen, who was glared at, pursed his lips and resisted the blame.

Who was yesterday? After receiving the call from the clothes, he decided to come here to try it on early in the morning?

Sure enough, no matter what kind of personality a girl...

“Hahahaha~”

The old lady's hearty laughter cut off his terrible thoughts in time.

"I didn't expect that Lord Naruto would be such a person." She looked full of teasing eyes and stared at Nao's cheeks slightly red.

"Mother-in-law, you know what I am." Shen walked in front and opened the door to the workshop for the two of them.

"You guys~" the old lady's face even more smiling.

As the only designated sewing master of Naruto, her treatment during the current Fourth Generation period is the highest standard in history.

Although this house is in the suburbs, the safety protection measures of the whole house are not worse than those of the Naruto Building.

The two who had unpretentiously got attracted by the two sets of black and white kimonos from the first second they entered the work room.

"This is my mother-in-law's handicraft!" Shen, who gave a thumbs up, was very satisfied with the two finished products.

The two sets of black and white kimonos are lined with opposite colors of white and black.

Apart from home patterns, they do not have too fancy embellishments.

"Go and try it." The old lady smiled at the two people who couldn't let go.

"Okay." Nao took off the white kimono from the shelf and couldn't wait to walk into the fitting room on one side.

"Don't Lord Naruto go in?"

"Mother-in-law, stop joking." Shen, with a wry smile on his face, quickly picked up his clothes and fled to another fitting room.

After he closed the door, a hearty laughter rang out outside.

He was unable to shrugged his shoulders, and could only focus on the kimono in his hand.

At first glance, it is no essentially different from ordinary goods outside.

But after getting started, you can clearly feel the weight and feel good, and it is absolutely comfortable to wear.

"The color is darker than ordinary black..."

The Uchiha family pattern behind it is so clever that the embroidery technique is as brilliant as a plane.

Shen thanks the old lady for her help.

These details alone are comparable to the workmanship of Naruto's Michigan robe.

After putting on his clothes and walking out, he found that the door next door was still closed.

"Mother-in-law, do you have a hairband?"

“Of course there is.”

He didn't tease his old lady anymore, and found a dark wood one from many boxes in the workshop.

"This is made by my mother-in-law for Hashimama when Konoha was founded."

"More made?" Shen opened the box and found the extremely conspicuous Uchiha family pattern on the headband at a glance.

"I didn't expect that Master Zhu had done this before..."

No matter how much he complains, his hair is not slow at all.

When he came to the mirror, he adjusted patiently.

The thorny hairstyle inherited by our ancestors is really incompatible with this outfit.

One minute passed.

Five minutes passed.

Half an hour later, when Shen was planning to mobilize Jin Shen and change his hair to make it more pleasing, the fitting room with the door closed was finally opened from the inside.

Nao, who has a very white complexion, has a light blush on her cheeks.

The straight and bright black hair was plated up by a golden hairpin.

Her fair skin is not even inferior to the pure white kimono.

"So beautiful..." Shen's expression was a little dumb.

He didn't even come to his heart, and it was worth the conclusion that most of the waiting half an hour was worth it.

After she put on this outfit and walked out, his eyes remained motionless.

"Well, you're very good-looking, too." Nao lowered his head slightly.

After admiring Shen for almost a minute, he suddenly knelt down on one knee and took a delicate light purple box from the pendant in his arms.

"Be careful?"

"Something is missing."

He opened the small box and picked up the ring that was all white and decorated with some purple lines.

Nao, whose heartbeat suddenly accelerated, obediently pulled up his right hand and let the ring fit into his ring finger.

Its seemingly simple front has no gems or extra decoration.

But this simplicity is her favorite.

Shin, who stood up, faced Nao's eyes.

"and yours?"

“Here.”

She was just bent down quietly and was held under her armpit with a big hand.

“It will stain the clothes.”

"oh……"

The ring with red embellishment was worn on Shen’s left ring finger.

Ceremony or something may not matter.

Witnessing the old lady who wore rings on each other quietly walked out of the workshop.

After Jingjing closed the door, she couldn't help but remember the scene when Hashirama and Mito got married many years ago.

"In some ways, the young people still retained..."

The scenes from more than fifty years ago flashed through the old man's mind.

...

After the passionate kiss in the workshop, the two of them were all left with each other.

"Nayo, we're married."

"Um."

Shen moved his left hand that was resting on her neck: "Will we be absent for next month's wedding?"

"Why?" Nao, who was standing on tiptoe, let go of the pair of slender hands holding his waist.

“I don’t like to do extra things.”

She certainly knows what is hidden behind this answer.

From childhood to adulthood, she didn't like all things that were too complicated and complicated.

"But, I like it."

Shen, who was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hanging left hand and held her right hand tightly.

For two people who share the same mind, they know clearly what they like or hate.

If Nao had this patience, he would not have asked Shin for a duel.

He is cautious who rarely compromises, and he will not make concessions to Nao again and again.

"Everything is yours."

Both of them hugging each other tightly could hear the heartbeats synchronized with each other.
Chapter completed!