Chapter 81

Tsunade's voice was soft yet unwavering, her gaze towards him filled with both affection and determination.

Haruki look on her face for a few seconds, then slowly approached her, cupping her fair, smooth cheeks. In the next moment, his lips felt a soft, moist touch.

He took a gentle sniff, surrounded by a faint fragrance.

It smelled wonderful.

Girls always had that soft, sweet scent.

Different from before, Haruki felt a serene and beautiful mood at this moment.

The two seemed to become one, able to clearly hear each other's heartbeats and guess each other's thoughts.

Haruki pulled back slightly and suddenly laughed:

"Aren't your eyes dry? Staring at me like that without blinking."

"???"

Tsunade was a bit confused. Are you here to ruin the mood?

"So cute."

Seeing her expression made Haruki's heart skip a beat. He pulled her closer, held her head, and comfortably nibbled a few bites on her lips.

"Mm, orange flavor."

Tsunade was caught off guard by his sudden move, unable to react.

She paused, noticing Haruki's smug winking, and suddenly felt a bit angry.

"Turn around," she ordered stiffly.

"What for?" Haruki asked but still obediently turned around.

Tsunade immediately jumped up, wrapping her arms around his neck, putting her entire weight on his back, her long legs hooking around his waist.

Haruki instinctively held her soft hips to prevent her from slipping and falling.

"Your punishment is to carry me back!"

Tsunade whispered in his ear, her breath making Haruki ticklish.

"What kind of punishment is this?"

Haruki couldn't help but laugh at her somewhat pouting tone.

"Stop laughing!"

Tsunade instantly covered his mouth.

A faint fragrance lingered around his nose.

Haruki licked her fingers.

"Ah, gross!" Tsunade wiped the saliva on his shoulder.

"Hey, hey, you weren't like this when I kissed you just now." Haruki protested loudly, raising an eyebrow.

"You really need a lesson!" Tsunade blushed, "Get moving!"

"Dummy, you don't really want to walk back in that evening dress, do you? Even if you want to, I don't."

Haruki slightly turned his head, his sight just covering her lips.

The light-colored lipstick shimmered slightly under the light.

It looked extremely tempting.

Tsunade's expression became somewhat stiff. She remembered the evening dress she was wearing, exposing her shoulders, back, and even half of her chest.

"Get down first."

Haruki patted her butt and gently let her down.

"Go change clothes."

He caressed Tsunade's cheek, "This beautiful view is for my eyes only."

"What are you talking about?"

Tsunade glared at him, snorted discontentedly, "Vulgar!"

"I am indeed a vulgar person."

Haruki hugged her again, enjoying the comfortable softness, squeezing slightly while his right hand slowly slid over her butterfly bones on her back.

"Don't you like it?"

"I don't like it at all!"

Tsunade said, rubbing her head against his cheek, feeling her perfect back exposed to the warm air.

An ambiguous silence fell.

"But I like you."

After a moment, a sweet yet slightly shy smile appeared on her lips.

"Yeah, me too."

Haruki whispered, not teasing anymore, just holding her.

After a while.

"My feet are sore."

Tsunade grumbled, kicking Haruki's thigh, "It's my first time wearing such high heels."

"Sit down, I'll help you take them off."

Haruki released her, then squatted, one hand holding her ankle, the other removing the crystal high heels.

"It's all your fault."

Tsunade stomped on his hand with her bare foot, "I won't wear these shoes again."

"Then don't wear them."

Haruki turned around, "I'll carry you to the changing room."

Tsunade immediately jumped on his back, hugging him.

Haruki, who got to enjoy another advantage, took several minutes to walk a three-meter distance, finally entering the changing room after Tsunade smacked his thigh multiple times.

"Change your clothes. I'll step outside."

Haruki pinched her cheek.

After he left, Tsunade suddenly lifted the curtain, showing half her head, "No peeking."

"?"

I wasn't planning to peek.

But now you're tempting me.

Haruki touched his chin, quietly approached the changing room, then stopped as a fist the size of a sandbag appeared in front of his eyes.

"I knew you were up to no good."

Tsunade's proud voice came from behind the curtain.

"Did you do this on purpose?"

Haruki suspiciously looked at her clenched fist.

"No, you just wanted to peek."

Tsunade wouldn't admit it, smiling as she rarely saw him at a loss.

Haruki was slightly surprised. Did she finally understand how to tease him?

"I definitely won't peek again."

He took a few steps back as he spoke.

"Really?"

Tsunade showed her head again, winking her right eye, "You really don't want to peek?"

"..."

Don't go too far!

You can't handle the consequences of tempting a man!

Haruki rolled his eyes, "Change your clothes. If you say one more word, you won't be able to walk."

Tsunade shrank her head back, feeling it was embarrassing to be scared, so she threatened, "If you dare, I'll bite you to death!"

She opened her mouth, showing a row of white teeth.

But before Haruki could respond, she pulled down the curtain, not daring to look at him.

She touched her chest, feeling her heartbeat quicken, took a deep breath, and began to take off the evening dress.

After a few minutes, Tsunade changed into her usual clothes.

The previously absent shop owner appeared, smiling as he handed the packaged clothes to Haruki.

"Huh?"

Tsunade finally noticed something wrong, "Did you plan this?"

"Realizing it now shows you're not that dumb."

Haruki spread his hands.

"Damn!"

Tsunade's face turned red, stumbling over her words in anger, "You're the dumb one!"

Haruki walked up to her, smiling, and hugged her.

"Let's go home, my dear wife."

"Don't call me that! I haven't agreed yet!"

Tsunade turned her head and bit his neck, "You jerk!"

But it was gentle, almost no force.

"Carry me back and I'll agree."

She hummed, pushing him away, then opening her arms.

Haruki resisted the urge to kiss her, turned around, and then felt the softness on his back as Tsunade hugged him tightly.

"Just this condition and you sold yourself. Such a loss."

Haruki teased her, "Want to add more?"

"Sure!" Tsunade didn't hesitate, leaning her face on his shoulder, "Let me think."

"No rush, take your time." Haruki carried her, walking home.

"I've got it." Tsunade rubbed her face against his, "The condition is that every morning when I wake up, the first person I see must be you."