Hokage Doujin - Spring Water Ding Dong

What you promise to others, you must do.Since I promised Obito yesterday to help with cultivation, I will be by my side today.

The main task of helping practice is still Mizumon... Quanzhu only fished for a job of lying on a branch and watching.

"Well... there's nothing to do anyway..." Quanzhu yawned, and habitually stroked the long braid behind him with his hands. Something even smoother for hair.Unconsciously, he laughed, and the color in his eyes became extremely soft.

Thoughts drifted to yesterday evening.

'Tap, tap' came from the entrance door.

Hearing the sound, Kakashi walked over and opened the door.

"Dad, you're here." Seeing his grown-up dad, Kakashi greeted him, turned around and walked into the house.

"Yeah." Walked into the house, put on slippers, closed the door, and walked into the house.

Ever since the three of Sakumo began to eat at Izumitake's house for a long time, there were three pairs of slippers in Izumitake's apartment, and they belonged to Sakumo, Kakashi, and Minato without even thinking about it.In order to distinguish, the colors of spring bamboo are also different.

Sakumo's is gray, Kakashi's is red, and Minato's is blue.

Speaking of which, at the beginning, Kakashi made a fuss about it, saying that he didn't like red... But, isn't he dressed very slippery now?

"Xiaozhu read the letter, then went into the bedroom with his things, and hasn't come out until now." Kakashi, who was like a correspondent, dutifully reported to Sakumo.

"That's right." Shuo Mao nodded, indicating that he knew.Then he turned around and walked towards Quan Zhu's bedroom.

Shuo Mao knocked lightly on the door, and after waiting for a while, the door opened, and a gentle fruity fragrance wafted into Shuo Mao's nostrils.What followed was the thin man who threw himself into his arms.

"Suo Mao." With a coquettish tone, Quan Zhu hugged his lover tightly.

"Hehe." With a doting smile, Shuo Mao hugged Quanzhu back and gently stroked her soft hair, "Do you like it?"

"I like it!" Raising his head, Quan Zhu's eyes looked into Shuo Mao's eyes - a gentle and deep ocean.

"Have you tried it on?" Shuo Mao asked, bowing his head and kissing Quanzhu's brow.

"Not yet." Quanzhu shook his head, let go and walked into the bedroom, and sat on the bed again.

"That's right." Shuo Mao stood there without moving, looking unnatural.

"Hmm... why are you standing there? Why don't you come in?" Izumi Zhu noticed Shuo Mao's unnaturalness and asked.

"Ah? That... um..." Shuo Mao scratched the back of his head, looking a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Quanzhu tilted his head, puzzled.

"Quanzhu... don't you understand that men are not allowed to enter a girl's room?" Shuo Mao was helpless, it seemed that Quanzhu really didn't understand.

"Huh? Is this the case?" Quanzhu blinked, "But every time my former friends came to my place, they would squeeze into the bedroom directly!"

"...a man?!" Shuo Mao frowned.

"Hmm... a man in name... but not a human anymore... at most it's a male soul." Quanzhu looked up at the ceiling and replied.

"..."

"What's wrong... ah!" Being smashed into the soft bed, Quanzhu raised his head and stared wide-eyed, looking at the face of the culprit who pushed him down, only 15 centimeters away from him.

"I don't care what happened in the past, but from now on, as the intended wife of the Hatake family, you will never allow any man to step into the bedroom!" child, then her fate will be...

"...As I ordered..." The corners of her mouth twitched and her eyes blinked. Quanzhu was rarely aware of current affairs, and she was not going to challenge Shuo Mao's authority.

"Very good." Standing up straight, Shuo Mao pulled Quanzhu up, and then sat down beside him.

Seeing this scene, Quanzhu rolled his eyes desperately.

——I just said that no man is allowed to enter the bedroom for half a step. This will be good, not only entering the bedroom for more than half a step, but also sitting on the bed consciously? !

"Additionally, what I just said refers to other men, so I don't include it...Of course, I'm the only one who doesn't include it!" Seeming to know what Quan Zhu was thinking, Shuo Mao suddenly said, "Also, I can know what you think!"

"...How could you have such a perverted ability..." Quanzhu showed contempt in his eyes.

"If I can't even guess your mind, I'm not qualified to be a cat owner."

"Are you good at guessing people's minds?"

"No, it's just that he is good at guessing women's minds! Hehe." Shuo Mao looked very proud.

"..." Quanzhu raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, and patted Shuo Mao's face with a 'slap', and then said calmly after withdrawing his hand, "I'm sorry, I just saw your face mask. It's just a mosquito lying on its stomach."

"...Nonsense... This is the fourth floor... Where did the mosquitoes come from..." Shuo Mao asked blackly.

"I don't know, maybe this mosquito is very persevering, and has an incomparably great dream, and also has the awareness to fly higher to see farther..." Quanzhu flickered and his expression did not change.

"...I'm sorry, I just said something wrong. All I can guess is your thoughts, because my heart is with you, so I can always notice you..." It can be seen that Shuo Mao is also very knowledgeable about current affairs, And very eloquent.

"It seems that you are also very enlightened." Quanzhu put his hands into his wide cuffs, wrinkled his nose, nodded and said.

"..." Shuo Mao lowered his head, and silently rubbed the face that was slapped by Quanzhu subconsciously, although the slapped place was neither painful nor itchy.

It is difficult to be a woman, it is difficult to be a woman in love, and it is even more difficult to be a woman in love who can be hard-hearted to her lover.

Quan Zhu, who squinted his eyes and followed Shuo Mao's movements, deeply understood this point.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore...

"It hurts?"

"...Hmm!" Shuo Mao paused for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

"...It deserves it!" Even though he said that, Quanzhu's hand was out of harmony with what he said, and he stretched out his hand to Shuo Mao's face, caressing it gently.

A flash of pride flashed in his eyes, Shuo Mao raised his hand, held the hand on his face that came to condolences with distress, took off the mask with the other hand, and touched it with his lips at lightning speed. that hand.

Immediately realizing that he was being tricked, Izumi Zhu reflexively wanted to stop, but how can a woman be stronger than a man...Of course, a certain Sannin member will talk about it...whether it is in the name of Shinigami or In the name of a ninja, Quanzhu is not the main attack of 'destructive power'.But Shuo Mao is different, no matter whether he has exercised his grip intentionally or not, his strength will never be weak.Moreover, one is without any preparation, but the other is premeditated.All of this is doomed to the outcome of this contest.

"You're teasing me!" Quanzhu's face was blushing with embarrassment or anger, and he opened his cat's eyes wide, staring at Shuo Mao who was laughing heartlessly.

"Hehe, Quanzhu is so cute, it's so cute!" Shuo Mao laughed.

"Hey, did you make a mistake?!" Quan Zhu was furious, and raised a fist in front of Shuo Mao's eyes, "How dare you plot against me?! I just..." Quan Zhu closed his mouth, His face turned even redder, and he didn't continue talking.

"Quanzhu just felt sorry for me and couldn't bear me?!" Shuo Mao laughed even wider, ignoring Quanzhu's fist, and stretched out his lovely smiling face, "Isn't it?!"

"...Since you know, what's the point of asking?!" Quan Zhu was sullen, and gave Shuo Mao an angry look.

Hearing this, Shuo Mao's smile restrained instead, instead of the smug smile just now, it was replaced by a quiet smile that could completely envelop Quan Zhu in it with its gentleness.

Holding the hand that hadn't been released, she pulled Quan Zhu into her arms easily, and buried her face in Quan Zhu's neck.

"Quan Zhu, are you an elf who knows magic?" The furry head rubbed against Quan Zhu's neck, but did not raise his head.

"Huh? Well...you guess." His eyes softened, Quan Zhu raised his free hand, and gently stroked Shuo Mao's hair with it.

Shuo Mao raised his head, but did not answer, but took out something from his bosom, handed it to Quan Zhu, let go of his hand slightly, and a beautiful hairband was displayed in front of Quan Zhu's eyes.

"Give it to you."

Quan Zhu was slightly taken aback, his eyes were completely attracted by the plain but elegant white hair tie in front of him.

Raising his hand involuntarily, Quan Zhu lightly touched the lower end of the strap, when Shuo Mao let go of the upper end, the hair strap fell into Quan Zhu's hands.

"It's so beautiful." When he opened his mouth, Quanzhu sighed sincerely.

"Do you like it?" Shuo Mao almost asked with a smile, as if he had expected a positive answer early on.

"I like it!" Quan Zhu gave the answer without hesitation.In some respects, Shuo Mao really understands Quanzhu very well...or is it easier to understand Quanzhu? !

"Put it on!" Shuo Mao suggested with a smile.

"En!" Quan Zhu nodded excitedly, trying to take back the hand held by Shuo Mao, but it was in vain, "Huh? Shuo Mao, let go."

"No." Shaking his head very simply, Shuo Mao refused to let go, "I will never let go of this hand for the rest of my life."

Shuo Mao used a flat tone, but what he said made Quan Zhu's heart tremble.

Raising his hand, Shuo Mao untied Quanzhu's hair, and took the hairband from Quanzhu who was stunned. Although he was still holding one hand, it was hard to avoid, but he still helped Quanzhu tie a beautiful hairband. Knot.

"I see." After being silent for a long time, Quanzhu said, "Then, Shuo Mao really mustn't let go! At least, don't let go before me."

"Well...then we have to tie it up!" Shuo Mao laughed, looking into Quanzhu's eyes, both of them saw firmness in each other's eyes, and also saw the firmness reflected in their own eyes.

Quanzhu blinked, thought for a while, picked up the replaced headband that was placed next to her, and wrapped it around the hands she held.

Shuo Mao understood, and raised his free hand to help Quan Zhu tie the knot together.

The knot was worn, but not fastened.

Without any verbal communication, the two lowered their heads at the same time, and each bit a section of the hair tie.They smiled at each other for the tacit understanding between each other, gritted their teeth a little, and pulled them hard in two directions-a tight knot was thus completed.

There was no warning, but as if it was agreed earlier in the morning, the two lips touched together.

Very light, very soft, but unreservedly conveys nostalgia to the other party.

"Don't leave me and go back to Magic Forest...my elf." Between lips and teeth, a heartfelt word was uttered.

"I'm not an elf, I'm just Shuo Mao's 'talisman', so I will never leave." The soft response, the light answer, are the most reassuring words in the world.

I don't know who deepened the kiss first.As the kiss deepened, the hands that were tied together also interlaced their fingers.

Hold it tight, for fear of losing;

Hold it loosely, because I'm afraid it will hurt the other party.

The door was gently closed, and the people outside the bedroom walked to the kitchen and served meals.

"Sensei Minato, don't you need to ask them to eat?"

"Hmm... Maybe it's not necessary, they are already fed by God's food."

"……what?"