Naruto: Naruto's Uchiha girlfriend is too arrogant

Chapter 585 The Calm Before the Storm

"So, sir, is there anything you'd like?"

The proprietress spoke to Zuoyue again.

"Huh? What do you like about it? Wait a minute, these clothes are totally unwearable!"

She gestured in the air, pointing to the nearest piece of clothing. The clothing was made of so little material that she could lift the whole garment by pinching a corner of the fabric with her fingers. It was so little that she felt it couldn't even be considered a "garment," but rather a random combination of a few ropes and pieces of cloth.

"Wear it outside?"

The proprietress gave a mischievous smile. "Of course not. These clothes were designed specifically for these reasons."

"You only need to wear it for your husband to see, that's all."

Her eyes were fixed on Satsuki, on those slightly trembling eyes that didn't know where to look, waiting for Satsuki's answer, waiting for Satsuki to make a choice between "shame" and "desire".

"Wow..."

Satsuki's voice was squeezed out of her throat. The images of those clothes swirled in her mind, making her dizzy. If she stood in front of Naruto wearing these clothes, what would Naruto's reaction be?

Will he freeze in shock? Will he blush? Will he look at her with those eyes that make her heart race, and then, without saying a word, pull her into his arms?

Satsuki knew perfectly well that if Naruto saw her wearing these clothes, Naruto would probably become very clingy.

"Furthermore, you'll receive plenty of free gifts if you make a purchase."

"What...what is it?"

"High heels."

"Huh? High heels?"

Satsuki turned her head, her expression changing from tense to confused. "These clothes are already so revealing, wearing shoes on top of that is just redundant."

"Hehe...guest, you're really naive. You'll understand once your husband gives his answer tonight."

These clothes were all handmade by the landlady. She drew each one herself, stroke by stroke, and sewed each one stitch by stitch.

These clothes are very demanding on customers, not because of body shape (Zuoyue's figure is of course perfect, and the proprietress even thinks Zuoyue is the most suitable person she has ever seen for these clothes) but because of "qualification".

The best buyers are those lovestruck, silly couples who have no barriers between them, deeply love each other, and are willing to do "outrageous" things for each other.

The proprietress had previously tried selling these clothes through normal channels.

She hung them in the most prominent position in the shop and displayed the most attractive mannequins in the window, but what was the result? Not only did it delay the business of selling regular clothes, but customers who came in wanting to buy kimonos and dresses would turn around and leave as soon as they saw those clothes.

She was even called "shameless." So, although these clothes weren't illegal, the shop owner's main income still came from legitimate clothing. These clothes could only be hidden away in the innermost room of the shop, waiting for those "destined" people to walk in, waiting for those lovestruck, thoughtful, and shameless couples to discover them.

"...This is so, so embarrassing..."

Satsuki's fingers clenched on the hem of her clothes. "Even though Naruto would like it... but... he wouldn't think I'm a promiscuous person, would he..."

"Are you worried about that? Well, sir, please forgive me for asking some sensitive questions."

"After your first time with your husband, how did he feel about you?"

"What?!"

The proprietress ignored Zuo Yue's breakdown. "Actually, if a man and a woman have consummated their marriage, there are only two possible outcomes."

"One is that he becomes completely infatuated with that woman, and the other is that the man will become bored with that woman."

She paused for a moment, her gaze lingering on Zuo Yue's face for a fleeting instant, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"You're the first type, right?"

The bizarre and obscure facts left Zuo Yue both embarrassed, annoyed, and confused, but the landlady was right.

After that first time, it was that kind of clinginess that made her feel "I can't live without you." It was that kind of clinginess that made her feel "this person really loves me," a clinginess that warmed her heart.

"Therefore, if you buy this clothing when your husband is filled with immense love, his reaction, in addition to a physiological one..."

"I was just moved."

Her gaze was fixed on Satsuki, on those rippling eyes that were now slightly glistening with moisture, and the corners of her mouth were turned up.

"After all, this is a privilege and sacrifice that his wife gave him because she loves him."

The proprietress's words were like a spell, swirling around in Zuo Yue's dizzy mind, making her lose all sense of direction.

She only realized one thing after all—what the landlady said seemed to be true. Those clothes, if they had a lover who truly loved them, were not "promiscuous" or "shameless," but rather a "privilege," something a woman was willing to do for a man because she loved him.

It's a secret that only the two of them can share, one that doesn't need to be understood by others, a secret that belongs only to the two of them.

"So—what is your decision...?"

The proprietress's gaze fell on Satsuki's hands, and on Satsuki's fingers that were slowly reaching for the ninja tool pouch.

Satsuki tentatively reached for her ninja tool pouch. She untied the strap, reached inside, and pulled out a stack of this world's currency, which she had exchanged for gold, to ensure it was from a different year.

It looks like it's worth several hundred thousand taels.

"You...you'd better put on a show for me..."

"Okay! Thank you for your patronage!"

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"You bought so many? What kind of clothes are they?"

Naruto's gaze fell on the several bags of different sizes in Sasuke's hands. The bags were piled together, almost the size of a wardrobe, and the clothes inside were bulging and looked quite heavy.

Naruto reached out to take it, already asking, "Let me see it."

The proprietress stood behind, a wide smile on her face. She knew that not giving up on this sales path was the right thing to do.

These clothes don't sell every day; sometimes you might not even get a single order in a month. But once you do get an order, it's like going six months without any business, and then living off that single order for six months straight.

Moreover, the proprietress added in her mind—Zuoyue is such a cute customer. She is so shy, but because of her love for her husband, she chose to put aside her shame. If the proprietress's sexual orientation were not normal, she would want to try it even if Zuoyue were married.

What the proprietress found even more interesting was that after she had selected a bunch of clothes, Zuoyue actually took the initiative to select some more herself.

It's not the kind of picking where you just grab any piece to make up the numbers, but the kind of picking where you carefully examine the fabric of each piece, compare the styles, and imagine how it would look on you.

Naruto immediately opened the bag to take a look.

"Wait!" Satsuki's voice suddenly rose, and she quickly turned to the side, tossing the bag aside. "Not now... I can't look now..."

She looked like a small tree being blown about by the wind, swaying and rocking.

However, for Naruto, seeing Satsuki looking dizzy, flustered, blushing, and stammering only made him more eager to watch!

What kind of clothes were underneath that could make Zuo Yue so shy? The images in his mind started popping up uncontrollably again.

But Naruto didn't say anything more. He chose to consider Sasuke's feelings, so he withdrew his outstretched hand and began taking storage scrolls out of his ninja tool pouch, intending to put these things away first and deal with them when he got back to his place.

Just as Naruto unrolled the scroll, preparing to put the bags in one by one, the proprietress spoke up.

She decided to offer a helping hand. Not because she wanted to earn more money, although that was certainly one of the reasons, but because she saw something else hidden beneath Zuo Yue's shy eyes—expectation.

That was Satsuki anticipating Naruto's reaction upon seeing those clothes, anticipating the light in Naruto's eyes, and anticipating the moment when Naruto would pull her into his arms.

However, this is contingent on only the two of them being present.

"By the way, have you two decided on where you'll stay tonight?"

"Not yet." Naruto looked up.

"That's wonderful." The proprietress took out a card from under the counter and handed it over with both hands. "Here, please accept this as a thank you for your patronage."

Naruto took the card and flipped it over to look at it. It was a light beige card, thick in texture, with gold trim around the edges. On the back of the card were a few lines of text, roughly saying something like "Enjoy the maximum discount with this card".

"This is……"

"It's a VIP card. If you have this card, you'll enjoy maximum discounts at the corresponding stores, plus dinner and breakfast. If you don't mind, you two can stay here for your honeymoon."

Naruto asked instinctively, a casual inquiry born of "since they're being kind, I'll ask." "Thank you very much. May I ask what kind of hotel it is?"

"It's a hot spring inn."