Chapter 113
The next morning, after breakfast, Kenshin introduced Hitomi to all his sons, and ordered them to treat her with respect. This was not required, for the sons always treated all their father's wives with the utmost respect, giving them some sacred meaning.
Before lunch, Hitomi had a training sparring match with Ichiro, which she won without any problems. He did not use the Sharingan and space, and she did not use the Byakugan and Jyuken. There was nothing surprising in her victory. Although she was a medic-nin, she had trained for many years, and was at the peak of the Chunin rank, in contrast to Ichiro's short training, and the initial level of Chunin.
When Hitomi learned that many of Kenshin's sons had the Sharingan, she was completely shocked, and was surprised to imagine in her mind an unremarkable "ordinary" girl who was the mother of such geniuses. In the Hyuga clan, about half of the members of the side branch could not awaken the Byakugan, and according to rumors, the situation with the Sharingan in the Uchiha clan was no better, so a mother whose children in full force awakened the dojutsu would enjoy great respect in the clan, and would be under the protection of the head of the clan.
Kenshin really liked the Gentle Fist style, but was frustrated by the complete impossibility of using it for someone without chakra. Although the Byakugan was highly desirable for this style, there were geniuses all over the world who could use this style without dojutsu, just by experience.
For several hours, Kenshin and Hitomi were busy with various tests of the Byakugan. She was surprised to notice that she could see the street from inside the shelter without any problems, but from the street she could only see rock formations, without the slightest hint of the presence of rooms. After thinking for a while, she was surprised to remember one oddity, and reported it to Kenshin.
- Hmm, your ability to create a shelter is simply incredible. It somehow makes shinobi with sensory perception not to use it.
"What do you mean?" Kenshin said, taking a sip of tea.
- Yesterday, while we were hiding from possible pursuit, I activated the Byakugan from time to time, but when we approached this mountain, unexpectedly for myself, I stopped doing it, and I didn't even understand why. Only now, after thinking about it, I remembered this strange detail. - Hitomi said in a serious tone. She was already aware of many of Kenshin's abilities, and was happy like a little girl when he showed her another "miracle".
- So that's how it is... Well, I expected something like that, thank you for sharing your observations. - Kenshin praised her with a smile.
Hitomi smiled tenderly, took a sip of tea, and lost herself in his deep eyes again. She loved sitting with her beloved and having a casual conversation. While his other wives were young and energetic, Hitomi was an experienced woman and was in no hurry, which warmed Kenshin's heart, who missed such a gentle and melancholic friend with whom he could share his fatigue in silent understanding.
Kenshin spent the entire afternoon with Hitomi, wanting to show her his love and speed up her assimilation to her new home. She very quickly mastered such technological things as the faucet, toilet flush, refrigerator, and light switches.
After lunch, Kenshin invited her to the pool, and was surprised by her incredible embarrassment. Hitomi tried her best to refuse, citing her lack of a swimsuit, but Kenshin assured her that it was no problem at all, and dragged her into the pool.
A few weeks ago, Kenshin had managed to install lighting that imitated sunlight, with its inherent ultraviolet, and now the girls did nothing but sunbathe, forcing Kenshin to look into the pool every now and then.
In order not to embarrass his new wife, Kenshin chose a moment when there was no one in the pool and brought Hitomi there. Seeing that they were alone, she relaxed a little and began to examine everything with interest, touching the water with her foot, noticing with surprise that it was warm.
- My God, your house is just a miracle, - the busty beauty said with admiration, smiling at him with a bright smile.
"Our home, girl. Now it's your home too." He replied, to which she smiled even brighter. She really enjoyed spending time with Kenshin, who could make her heart beat faster with just one word, and gave her warmth in her chest.
- Let's go choose a swimsuit for you. - He said cheerfully, and taking her hand, he headed to the locker room, which had undergone some changes. First of all, there was another spacious room in the locker room with a huge number of swimsuits for every size and taste.
Seeing all this splendor, Hitomi took a deep breath. She never ceased to be amazed by the beauty of the clothes in Kenshin's house. Compared to the clothes of the shinobi world, the clothes from Kenshin's home world had an incredible variety of colors, and were made of materials unfamiliar to her. Like any woman, she loved to dress beautifully and stylishly, so she immediately fell in love with the huge collection of clothes in her room. And now, looking at the huge variety of swimsuits, Hitomi did not know what to choose. Almost all of them were incredibly shameful, and did not suit the daughter of the Hyuga clan, but when such thoughts arose, she repeated to herself over and over again that now her last name is not Hyuga, but Nakayama, and only her husband has the right to decide what she wears.
- How do you like this white one? - He asked with a smile.
- Isn't it too short? I think it's meant for Aya or Kasumi, but definitely not for me. - Hitomi muttered skeptically, turning the rather revealing swimsuit on strings in her hands.
- It was made especially for you. Try it on. And this one, and this one. - He said, choosing a black semi-transparent one, and a red one with many latex elements.
- God, what have I signed up for... - Hitomi muttered, pretending to be upset. To which she received a light slap on the butt and a gentle kiss on the cheek.
- You'll like it, you'll see. - Kenshin whispered with a smile and went out into the locker room corridor, not wanting to spoil his surprise.