UGB Chapter 390 Love
Chapter 390 Love
To make the perfect birthday cake, Zuoyue spent almost the entire night in the kitchen. She repeatedly tried different recipes, carefully adjusting the ratio of sugar and flour, all in pursuit of that perfect sweetness.
Each taste test felt like a devout prayer for the final result. Therefore, when their lips finally parted, the first thing Naruto's lips clearly felt was the lingering taste of the birthday cake, a blend of rich cream and sweet fruit.
His first kiss... was a unique and sweet one, personally prepared by Satsuki.
Satsuki loosened her grip on Naruto's neck and stepped back slightly, but remained at a close distance where they could hear each other's breath.
She clearly saw that, after realizing what had just happened, Naruto's face, which always wore a sunny smile, was now turning a bright red, just like hers, even more vivid, at an alarming speed.
Those blue eyes were filled with shock, shyness, helplessness, and the dizziness of being hit by a huge surprise.
He seemed to want to say something, but because of this overly wonderful and bold "surprise attack," he completely lost the ability to organize his thoughts.
Seeing Naruto's innocent, inexperienced, and flustered state, Sasuke felt a surge of happiness and sweet satisfaction wash over him.
She couldn't help but smile, a gentle smile she had never shown before, one filled with satisfaction and doting affection.
"This birthday present..." Her gaze was fixed on Naruto's blue eyes, which were gleaming with uncertainty. "...Do you like it?"
"...Hmm," Naruto said, after a brief moment of distraction, he subconsciously and honestly followed the voice of his heart, "I like it."
If the most precious gift that fell from the sky on my eighteenth birthday was the first kiss, sweet with the aroma of cake, offered by the girl I love most...
This dreamlike scene, so reminiscent of the most romantic love stories, made Naruto feel lightheaded, as if everything around him was unreal.
"Mmm," Satsuki nodded, her blush still lingering, and naturally took Naruto's still slightly hot hand in hers.
"Then, let's go to your room."
"...Huh?!"
Those few simple words instantly pierced the sweet fog in Naruto's mind. He suddenly realized that the "birthday present" that Satsuki mentioned was probably much more than just a first kiss.
That deeper, more heart-pounding meaning made his cheeks, which had just cooled down, burn up again.
"What's wrong?"
Zuo Yue stopped and turned her head slightly to look at him, a hint of rejection appearing perfectly in her dark eyes. "You don't want to? We agreed that after we grew up... whatever I do to you, you're not allowed to resist, okay?"
Her slightly accusatory yet coquettish tone, coupled with her expectant look, was incredibly effective on Naruto, who was in a state of extreme excitement and confusion.
"No! Absolutely not!" Naruto immediately denied, then stammered as the conversation veered off course, "It's just... isn't it a little... too fast? This, this is your first time, right? Shouldn't we... prepare a little more? Or, wait a bit longer..."
"I love you."
There were no lengthy explanations, nor any shy evasions. Satsuki simply raised her head and, with utmost seriousness and clarity, used those three words to cut off all of Naruto's hesitation and excuses.
This brief confession speaks volumes, demonstrating her unwavering determination and overflowing emotions.
As soon as she finished speaking, she gave Naruto no more room to back down. She reached out again and gently and firmly pulled the somewhat stiff Naruto into her arms.
The moment he felt the warmth of her embrace, Naruto's body became unusually compliant, even somewhat weak.
"...Mmm!" Naruto buried his burning cheeks in her shoulder and replied just as earnestly, "I...like it too...no!"
He paused, as if summoning the greatest courage of his life, his voice still trembling with shyness, trying his best to make every word clear.
"I love you too."
He didn't want to be just a passive recipient; he also wanted to give her his heart without reservation.
Satsuki felt the real and warm touch in his arms, the unique aura of Naruto enveloping her tightly.
Ten years, eight months, twelve days, three thousand nine hundred and seven nights, ninety-three thousand seven hundred and sixty-eight hours, five million six hundred and twenty-six thousand and eighty minutes, three hundred and thirty-seven million five hundred and sixty-six thousand and eighty seconds...
This was the time she had been silently calculating and anxiously waiting for ever since she realized this special feeling. Every day, the desire to get closer and to possess her grew stronger, and as her coming-of-age day approached, this waiting gradually turned from anticipation into a sweet torment.
She even developed the habit of crossing off a square on her calendar every day, and as the specially marked day drew closer, the flame in her heart burned brighter and brighter.
Now, that moment has finally arrived. All the shackles, all the conventions, all the "wait a little longer" have lost their effect.
She could finally openly and unreservedly have close contact with, and even become one with, the brightest light in her life.
Whether in those daydreams filled with beautiful fantasies, or in countless slumbering dreams where only his figure is present, wherever he is, there is beauty.
I like him... I like him the most...
She loves Naruto, the brave and fearless protector of Konoha; she loves the clever Naruto who occasionally reveals a slightly mischievous smile; she loves the Naruto who is inherently pure and warm like the sun; she loves the Naruto who scratches his head when shy, making her heart flutter with cuteness; she loves the Naruto who is dashing in a suit; she loves the Naruto who is kind to everyone and whose soul shines brightly; she loves the Naruto who keeps his promises and is true to his word; she loves the resolute and unyielding Naruto; she loves the Naruto who bravely faces all challenges; she loves the Naruto who is sometimes reckless and clumsy; she loves the Naruto who is sometimes careless but gives her the most delicate care in the details; she loves the Naruto who is stubborn but willing to change for her; she loves the Naruto who is always optimistic and positive; she loves the Naruto who is full of enthusiasm for life, like an inextinguishable flame… She loves the complete Naruto Uzumaki, who has come step by step from a lonely childhood and was crowned a hero in love and bonds.
Whenever she saw him like this, her body would involuntarily heat up, and warm tears would well up in her eyes—a sign of overflowing happiness.
The love that had been suppressed in her heart for far too long finally broke through the prison of "time" and "promise," transforming into a surging torrent of emotions that instantly filled every beat of her heart, making the blood in her body boil.
Emotions completely dictated her actions. Before her brain could even give a clear command, Satsuki had already tilted her head back once more, cupped Naruto's burning cheeks in her hands, and pressed a gentle, affectionate kiss onto his lips again.
This time, Naruto didn't freeze. He closed his eyes, awkwardly but earnestly responding to this burning emotion, and slowly wrapped his arms around Sasuke's waist.
For a long time, the lips are divided.
When Naruto slowly opened his eyes and looked at Satsuki, who was so close to him, he clearly saw that those eyes, which were always as calm as the night and could express the deepest emotions, were now staring at him without blinking.
The emotions contained within were so complex and intense—the gentle warmth of spring sunshine, the tenderness of cherishing a precious treasure, the wholehearted love, the possessiveness that wouldn't allow others to touch it, and the greed that wanted to draw more warmth...
It was a gaze that blended the most beautiful emotions in the world, yet was also mixed with pure selfishness and an incomparably "greedy" look.
At the very center of that deep and intense vortex of emotions, Zuo Yue's originally dark pupils had quietly turned crimson.
Against that scarlet background, a complex, magnificent, slowly rotating strange pattern is imprinted, emanating an extraordinary fluctuation that blends powerful force and extreme emotion.