Flirty Ryo

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Meanwhile, B continued his carefree whistling, thoroughly enjoying the moment. The rhythmic melody filled the park, matching the harmony of their surroundings.

Unbeknownst to the adults, Ryomaru's young heart was fluttering as he spoke with Samui. He was used to being pampered and adored by his mother, yet this newfound affection for Samui stirred emotions in him he didn't fully understand.

Samui, on the other hand, couldn't help but find the young boy endearing. She admired his fervor to become a shinobi and his innate kindness. It was hard to believe he was only four years old; his demeanor spoke of maturity well beyond his years, almost as if he carried an old soul.

Bee's infectious energy was a stark contrast to the serious air of the Raikage's study that they had just left behind. Guided by his whimsical charm, Bee approached a group of women. His grin widened, and he began to charm them with his distinctive style of flirting that involved an interesting mix of rapping and sweet talk. It was a sight that would make anyone smile, including the usually stern-faced Raikage.

Meanwhile, jumping off of Bee's shoulder, Ryomaru and Samui joined Mabui, Samui's teammate. Mabui was a beautiful woman with tanned skin and silver hair. Her presence was captivating, and even young Ryomaru found himself in awe of her, although his interest was more innocent and childlike.

"Hello, Mabui-nee," Ryomaru greeted, his voice light and cheery. Despite his tender age, Ryomaru was confident and unafraid of social interactions, a trait he had inherited from his mother's loving care.

Mabui looked down at Ryomaru, a soft smile lighting up her face. "Hello, Ryomaru. How have you been?"

"I've been good, thank you! I was learning some interesting things from my dad, but Uncle B rescued me!" Ryomaru replied, chuckling at his own joke.

The women laughed at Ryomaru's innocent banter, finding his charisma charming. It was a refreshing change to see a child so full of life in their harsh shinobi world.

Samui, standing beside Ryomaru, couldn't help but smile at his bubbly nature. It was a welcome distraction from the brutal training and harsh realities they had to face daily. Mabui, too, shared a similar sentiment.

"Your Uncle B is always the life of the party, isn't he?" Mabui commented, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she watched Bee continue his humorous flirtation.

"He sure is!" Ryomaru agreed, his bright eyes mirroring Mabui's mirth.

"Well, Mabui-nee, Samui-nee, tell me about your missions!" Ryomaru asked, the excitement bubbling in his voice. His ice-blue eyes were sparkling with anticipation as he looked up at the two older girls. The usual mature air around him was replaced with an innocent curiosity, a testament to his tender age.

Samui chuckled at his enthusiasm. "Well, Ryomaru, we've just completed a mission to the Land of Waves," she started, her gaze softening at the earnest look on the boy's face. "It was a surveillance mission. We had to gather information on a rogue group of shinobi who have been causing trouble."

Ryomaru nodded, absorbing every word. "And did you catch them?"

Mabui laughed gently, ruffling his silver hair. "Not quite, little one. Our job was just to gather information. It's up to others to apprehend them."

"But I bet if you two were to go after them, they wouldn't stand a chance!" Ryomaru declared with certainty, causing the girls to chuckle. Despite his age, he was able to confidently hold conversations with his elders, sometimes saying things that surprised them with his perception.

"I bet so too, Ryo," Mabui agreed, her silver eyes twinkling with amusement. "We do make a pretty good team."

Samui nodded, her gaze affectionate as she looked at her teammate. "We do, don't we? And who knows, Ryomaru. Maybe when you're older, you'll join our team too."

Ryomaru beamed at the thought, his mind already racing with the various scenarios that could occur on a mission with Samui and Mabui.

The conversation flowed naturally between them, as if they were old friends sharing tales rather than a four-year-old boy chatting with two older shinobi. Samui and Mabui, despite the initial surprise, found themselves drawn into Ryomaru's charm and infectious enthusiasm.

They spoke of their training sessions, their lives, and their dreams, forgetting that they were speaking to a toddler. Ryomaru was a good listener and his questions were thoughtful, showing a depth of understanding unusual for his age.

The older girls found themselves captivated by the young boy's endearing maturity. His keen intellect combined with his youthful innocence was a rare combination that had them both smiling and laughing more than they had in a long time.

Bee swaggered over, one arm wrapped around each of the two women he'd been flirting with. His grin was playful, his eyes twinkling with mirth as he nudged Ryomaru.

"Yo, little man! Look at you, hanging out with the beautiful kunoichi!" Bee laughed, gently teasing the young boy.

Ryomaru, having grown used to his uncle's teasing, simply rolled his eyes and shot back, "I'm not flirting, Uncle B! I'm just talking with my friends."

However, the devilish glint in Ryomaru's eyes betrayed a budding sense of mischief that was hard to miss. Inspired by Bee's audacity, Ryomaru wrapped his arms around Samui and Mabui, hugging them tight like Bee was holding the two women at his side.

The sight was so unexpected that even the two women Bee was holding burst out laughing. Samui and Mabui both blushed but couldn't help but laugh at Ryomaru's cheeky antics.

"Ryo, you're such a little flirt!" Mabui said between her laughter, ruffling Ryomaru's hair affectionately.

"Seems like he's taking after you, Bee," Samui added, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

Bee chuckled, clearly entertained by the little spectacle. "Well, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, does it?"

Ryomaru, feeling bold, challenged Bee with a grin, "Uncle B, how come you're holding two ladies but can't handle a single mission without getting into trouble?"

Bee laughed heartily, his large frame shaking with mirth. He threw his head back, his loud laughter echoing through the park. "Little Ryo, you got me there!"

The women at Bee's side giggled at the playful banter. They were used to Bee's unconventional humor and found Ryomaru's fearless response endearing. The boy's dark hair shone in the sunlight, and his ice-blue eyes glinted with mirth.

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