"Hoo!"
After entering her room and changing clothes, Shion immediately threw herself into the blankets and let out a long breath.
But the blush on her face still hadn't faded.
It was different from before, when she had only seen those scenes in prophetic dreams. This time, the two of them were right in front of her in reality.
The embarrassment had doubled, no, multiplied.
She had indeed seen Ino and Aoba dressed in wedding attire.
But the problem was that the wedding scene didn't seem very proper.
And it wasn't just Ino alone.
That was why she couldn't determine whether Ino was actually the first one to marry Aoba.
But speaking of marriage, that word was actually quite unfamiliar to her.
Aside from the fact that she was still relatively young, it was mostly because of her identity.
The Miko of the Land of Demons was equivalent to the daimyo of the Land of Demons. On top of that, the Miko lineage possessed unique innate abilities.
If one wanted to obtain the best inheritance, then the choice of marriage partner had to be extremely cautious.
And the one she married had to be outstanding enough.
But if it was judged purely by excellence, Aoba was indeed an extremely outstanding young man.
Not only was he the Hokage of Konoha, he was also the daimyo of the Land of Fire.
And in the scenes from the prophetic dream, his abilities in… in other aspects were also very outstanding.
If she were to bear his child, that child would certainly be an exceptionally talented Miko…
'No! No!'
'That guy already has too many women!'
Shion quickly shook her head, trying to throw that thought out.
But… She soon stopped shaking her head, her expression becoming blank again.
She stared at the familiar ceiling above her.
For Mikos, the husband's qualifications were important, yet his existence itself was not that important.
Because the mission of sealing Moryo that Mikos carried had, in the past, made it difficult for them to live past thirty, just like her mother.
When she was still very young, her mother had died sealing Moryo.
At that time, her mother had also been very young, not much older than she was now.
The fate of a Miko was like that of a savior. It seemed that from birth, like a savior, she existed to seal Moryo and then walk toward death.
But savior was never a good word.
Now, however, that fate had been changed because of Aoba's appearance.
The destiny of a Miko sealing Moryo with her life had ended.
For a long time, that gave her a feeling of unreality.
Shion hugged her pillow and fell into deep thought.
She thought again about the condition Aoba had mentioned.
He had helped their Miko lineage eliminate Moryo and changed their fate. Such a great favor… she truly couldn't think of what kind of condition would be appropriate to offer.
'Could it be…'
'The reason I will choose to be with Aoba in the future is actually to repay this favor?'
'If that is the case, then it will explain why I was willing to do those things in the future.'
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On the other side, Aoba and Ino, led by Ashikaga, arrived at the resting rooms not far from the main hall.
"This is the room prepared for the two of you. Please rest here for now. Once dinner is ready, it will be delivered to your room."
Ashikaga said respectfully to them, "If there is any news from Lady Shion, I will inform you immediately."
"Thank you for your hard work."
Aoba smiled at him.
"It is my duty. Then I will take my leave."
After bowing again, Ashikaga left.
"Aoba, did you see what that Miko looked like just now?"
As soon as Ashikaga left, Ino couldn't help speaking, "There was practically steam coming off her head. She felt exactly like how Hinata used to be."
"Say… what do you think she saw in that prophecy?"
By the end, Ino's tone clearly carried a hint of implication.
A scene that could make a girl blush like that, Ino, who had already seen plenty of things, naturally knew what it meant.
"Whatever you think it is, that's what it is."
Aoba felt a little speechless. Of course he knew what was going on in Ino's head.
Then he pointed at the two rooms in front of them and asked, "Which room do you want?"
Ino was very dissatisfied with his answer, so instead of replying, she asked back, "Which one are you choosing?"
"This one, I guess."
Aoba casually pointed at one.
Ino immediately grabbed him and pushed the door open, walking in together.
"Oh? I thought we'd be sleeping on tatami tonight."
After entering, Ino showed a pleasantly surprised expression.
Seeing how traditional the shrine's decorations and main hall were, she had assumed the accommodations would also be old-fashioned. But once inside, she found it was actually quite nice.
She threw herself onto the soft, large bed and rolled around twice.
"Alright."
Aoba watched the scene with amusement.
"We traveled for half a day. Aren't you tired?"
"Not tired at all!"
Ino stopped rolling, sat up, and looked up at him, "I didn't really travel much, did I?"
Aoba couldn't help twitching his mouth.
That was true. He had carried her the entire way.
How could she possibly be tired?
"Then are you tired, Aoba?"
Ino blinked and said, "If you're tired, I can give you a massage."
"A massage?"
Aoba looked surprised, "Since when did you learn massage?"
"Of course I taught myself. But don't worry, Aoba, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
Ino put her hands on her hips, looking proud and a little smug.
"Oh? Then I'd like to see your skills."
Aoba didn't refuse.
There wasn't exactly much entertainment in the Land of Demons anyway, and there was nothing to do at the moment.
"No going back on your word."
The moment he agreed, a trace of secret joy flashed across Ino's face. She jumped off the bed.
"Go back on what?", Aoba paused.
"Nothing. Wait here first. I'm going to take a shower."
Ino's cheeks felt a little warm.
"Hm? It's just a massage. Why take a shower?"
Aoba looked puzzled.
When he gave Tsunade and Shizune massages, even if they were going to bathe, it was usually after the massage.
"Well…"
Ino had already reached the entrance. She took off the ninja boots she had been wearing all day, revealing a pair of fair, soft little feet.
She lowered her head, thought for a moment, and made what she believed was the right decision.
"I'd better wash up. I've been wearing these all day. Personal hygiene is important."
Even though, as a beautiful girl in the ninja world, she wouldn't have any strange smells or bacteria or anything like that.
But Ino still felt it was better to wash first.
"You…"
Aoba opened his mouth. He already had a vague idea of what kind of massage Ino was talking about.
"Ino, the massage you're talking about had better be a proper one."
"Seriously, just wait on the bed properly. It's not like you're going to lose out!"
Ino pouted and glared at him, then left that sentence behind and slipped into the bathroom.
If she didn't use what she had learned, wouldn't all that massage practice have been for nothing?
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