Defend Naruto World

Chapter 658 Superfluous Things

On the morning of the 25th.

A certain split man and his sister surnamed Wang mysteriously came to the outskirts of Konoha Province.

"Why did the old lady move here?"

"It's probably because I'm getting old, and I feel a little powerless."

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

"Ding dong~"

"Ding dong..."

After the ninth press, the door opened a gap.

The split man shrugged and stretched out his hand to gently open the door.

Before the sister surnamed Wang entered the door, she took off the sunglasses on her face.

"These eyes..." The old woman adjusted her glasses, "So it's you, Xiao Nao."

"Mother-in-law, there's still me." The split man walked to the door and took off the sunglasses on his face.

"Hokage-sama is also here, so today..."

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

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

"I didn't." Nao lowered her head, hinting with her eyes that the object of her anxiety was someone following behind.

"..." Shen, who was stared at, pursed his lips to resist the scapegoat.

Who the hell was it yesterday that decided to come over early in the morning to try on the clothes after receiving the call that the clothes were finished?
Sure enough, no matter what kind of personality a girl...

"Hahahaha~"

The hearty laughter of the old grandma cut off his terrible thoughts in time.

"I didn't expect Hokage-sama to be such a person." She stared at Nao with teasing eyes, making Nao's cheeks flush slightly.

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

"You guys~" The old woman smiled even more.

As the Hokage Yushen Robe, the only designated sewing master, her treatment in the current fourth generation can be said to be the highest standard in history.

Although this house is in the suburbs, the security measures of the whole house are no worse than the Hokage Building.

The two people who had removed their disguise were attracted by the two middle sets, black and white kimonos, from the first second they entered the workshop.

"Mother-in-law's handwork is this!" 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 tones of white and black.

Except for the family crest, none of them have too fancy embellishments.

"Go and try it." The old lady smiled and looked at the two who couldn't put it down.

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

"Don't Hokage-sama go in with you?"

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

After he closed the door, hearty laughter sounded outside.

Unable to shrug his shoulders, he could only focus on the kimono in his hand.

At first glance, it is not fundamentally different from the ordinary goods outside.

But after getting started, you can obviously feel that it is light in weight and feels good to the touch, and it is absolutely comfortable to wear.

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

The embroidery technique of the Uchiha family crest on the back is so sophisticated that it looks like a plane.

Shen is very grateful to the old lady for her help.

These details alone are already comparable to the workmanship of Hokage's Royal God Robe.

After getting dressed and going out, he found that the door next door was still closed.

"Grandma, do you have a hair tie?"

"Of course there is."

He stopped teasing his old lady, and found a dark wooden one among the many boxes in the workshop.

"My mother-in-law specially made this for Lord Hashirama when Konoha was founded."

"Much made?" Shen opened the box, and found the extremely conspicuous Uchiha family crest on the headband at a glance.

"I didn't expect Master Zhu to do this before..."

It's all about complaining, but the speed at which he tied his hair was not slow at all.

When he came to the mirror, he adjusted patiently.

The spiky hair style inherited from the ancestors really doesn't match this outfit.

1 minutes passed.

5 minutes passed.

Half an hour later, when Shen was planning to activate the God of Misfortune to make his hair more pleasing to the eye, the closed fitting room was finally opened from the inside.

Nao, whose complexion was already fair, had light blush on both sides of her cheeks.

Straight and shiny black long hair was coiled up by a golden hairpin.

Her fair skin, against the backdrop of the pure white kimono, was not even that much inferior.

"It's so beautiful..." Shen's expression was a little dazed.

He didn't even come to the conclusion that waiting for half an hour was worth it.

After she put on this dress and came out, his eyes remained fixed.

"Well, you're pretty too." Nao lowered her head slightly.

Shen, who admired it for almost a minute, suddenly knelt down on one knee, and took a small delicate light purple box from the pendant in his arms.

"Shen?"

"There's something missing."

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

Nao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she obediently pulled up her right hand, allowing the ring to slip on her ring finger.

It looks like a simple front, and there are no gems or superfluous decorations.

But this simplicity is what she likes the most.

Standing up, Shen met Nao's eyes.

"And yours?"

"it's here."

She just bent down quietly, and was supported by a big hand under her armpit.

"It will stain your clothes."

"Oh……"

The whole body is black, with a red embellished ring, which is worn on the ring finger of Shen's left hand.

The ceremony or something may not be important.

Witnessing the two wearing rings on each other, the old woman quietly walked out of the workshop.

After quietly closing the door, she couldn't help but think of the scene when Hashirama and Mito got married many years ago.

"In some respects, young people remain..."

Pictures from more than 50 years ago flashed in the old man's mind one after another.

……

After the passionate kiss in the workplace, the two only had each other in their eyes.

"Nao, we're married."

"Ah."

Shen moved his left hand from her neck: "The wedding next month, do we want to be absent?"

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

"I don't like doing superfluous things."

What was hidden behind this answer, of course she knew what it was.

Ever since she was a child, she didn't like anything that was too cumbersome 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 dislike.

If Nao had had this patience, she would not have invited Shen to a duel in the first place.

Shen, who seldom compromises, will not give in to Nao again and again.

"I listen to you."

The two hugging each other tightly could hear each other's heartbeats in sync.

……

(End of this chapter)