Naruto training king.

Chapter 237 Xiaonan's Wonderful Night
Loulan town.

Hinata Kiyomi placed a white chrysanthemum in front of Sarah's tombstone and bowed slightly.

After the dragon vein was sealed, Sarah became no different from an ordinary person, but she still remembered her duties as a queen and led her people to survive in the cracks of the Third Ninja World War. It was during this period that she fell ill, which led to her current deep sleep underground.

"What a pity." Hinata Kiyomi sighed.

He actually had a good impression of Sarah. Although she was a slightly naive girl, she did not develop a spoiled princess syndrome.

In fact, it is normal if you think about it carefully. After all, she is the queen, and the queen does not have the right to be willful or capricious.

General Xiaonan looked at the setting sun and asked, "Qingsi, how about we rest in Loulan Town for one night and then set off back tomorrow?"

"I'm OK."

……

Late night in hotel.

Xiaonan sat in front of the window without any sleepiness, staring at the transparent water cup under the moonlight in a daze.

Her thumb groped for the Konoha forehead guard, repeating the mechanical motions over and over, feeling the cool touch at her fingertips, but with an indescribable strange emotion in her heart.

Xiaonan thought her heart had died long ago, but when she found out that she was loved, her heart, which had been silent for more than ten years, suddenly beat violently, which caught her off guard.

"Is someone like me still worthy of being liked?"

Xiaonan raised her right hand and touched her cheek. Although she had not been lazy about dressing up in recent years, time still did not leave too many traces on her.

Even though she is already in her thirties, she looks only about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old and can still be called a girl.

But... in front of Hinata Kiyomi, who is only fourteen years old, even twenty-seven is still an age that is difficult to show off.

His fingers slid down her cheek, neck, collarbone, chest... finally stopping at her waist and pinching it gently.

Konan raised her head and took a deep breath, then she pursed her lips and looked towards Hinata Kiyomi's room, trying hard to put on a happier expression.

However, the melancholy between her brows inevitably showed through, turning this mature woman in her thirties into a sad little woman alone.

Reviving Yahiko, saving Nagato, and Akatsuki's ideals... every single thing weighed on her like a mountain, and Konan had no time to think about what... love was.

Konan suppressed her emotions, used the reason of "sacrifice" to convince herself, and stood up and knocked on Hinata Kiyomi's door.

"Sister Xiaonan?"

Hinata Kiyomi held the chopsticks in one hand, with a grain of rice on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the...widow standing at the door with some confusion.

Of course, Xiaonan had never been married, so she was not a real widow. But for some reason, she exuded such a temperament at this moment.

It was like going through something like “Ma’am, you don’t want to…”

Xiaonan leaned forward slightly, ran her index finger across the corner of his mouth, and removed the grain of rice: "You're just going to leave me standing at the door like this?"

Hinata Kiyomi came to his senses and quickly moved aside, revealing the sushi on the table behind him: "Sister Konan, are you here to grab me for a midnight snack?"

He just said something polite, but he didn't expect Xiaonan to nod seriously: "Yes, I smelled you cheating next door."

The room was dark and I drew aside the curtains to let in the cool moonlight.

Then, Xiaonan sat down sideways against the table, with her right hand against the table and her chin supported by the base of her palm, and her index finger hooked on Konoha's forehead protector. Her two plump thighs were crossed and stacked together, slightly deformed due to the squeezing, adding a bit of seductive breath.

This sitting posture is very bold, as if it is sending some signal.

Hinata Kiyomi opened his eyes and scanned Konan's body, lingering on her thighs and breasts for a while, not concealing his gaze.

And this look also made Xiaonan confirm some thoughts in his heart.

As expected...Hinata Kiyomi's biggest shortcoming is his [liking for beautiful women].

But this shortcoming does not seem to be a shortcoming for someone with extraordinary power. Moreover, Xiaonan also needs him to continue to maintain this shortcoming, only in this way, he will not become the next god.

Hinata Kiyomi picked up a piece of sushi with chopsticks and prepared to feed it to his mouth: "Sister Konan, you came to visit so late at night, you must be more than just hungry, right?"

"You guessed wrong, I'm just hungry."

Konan blinked deliberately, leaned forward slightly, and signaled Hinata Kiyomi to feed her the sushi.

Hinata Kiyomi was stunned for a moment, and stretched his arm forward, thinking about Konan's intentions. But no matter how he thought about it, he could only get an almost impossible answer.

This woman is seducing him!

"Too slow. It's not a good habit to make your female companion wait so long."

Xiaonan pouted, loosened her fingers that were hooked on the forehead protector, stretched out her right hand to grab his wrist, and opened her red lips slightly, as if she was about to bite him.

But at this moment, Hinata Kiyomi's hand suddenly shook, and the sushi slipped off the chopsticks and fell on Xiaonan's thigh. Xiaonan was stunned for a moment, looking at the sushi on his thigh, with a bit of regret in his eyes.

Hinata Kiyomi narrowed his eyes slightly, broke free from Konan's grip with his right hand, and slowly retracted his arms.

The shaking of his hands just now was intentional, but he didn't do it on purpose.

"Sister Xiaonan, can I understand that as..."

Hinata Kiyomi put the chopsticks on the table, pressed his right hand on her knee, and slowly slid his fingers upwards.

He could clearly feel that Xiaonan's pulse was quickening and she was starting to get nervous.

But she didn't refuse.

He ran his fingers across her plump thighs, pinched the piece of sushi, and then put it into his mouth.

Then, Hinata Kiyomi picked up the handkerchief on the table and wiped his fingers. This time, he skipped the process of testing and directly put his hand on her to wipe the oil stains left by the sushi.

The touch is smooth and fluid, the thighs are soft and warm, the combination of the two feels great.

"Well……"

Xiaonan couldn't help but moan softly. She quickly lowered her face, letting her hair on one side cover half of her cheek, just enough to cover the blush on her face.

But this is tantamount to covering one's ears and stealing the bell.

"Ah……"

Hinata Kiyomi laughed, and without making a sound, he moved the hand on her leg up a few inches and rubbed it back and forth a few times.

Every boy likes to play pretend games. Even when they are alone without actors, they can always imagine their fingers as explorers. They move their index and middle fingers forward alternately to simulate the way people walk.

The road ahead is not always smooth, and when you reach a crossroads, the explorer has to make a decision.

Should we take the broad and smooth road?
Or take the risk and explore the deep caves?
But since the boy named him the explorer, it means that the boy's inner desire for exploration is surging uncontrollably.

Without much hesitation, the explorer chose to follow his heart. At this moment, the two fingers that were supposed to act as legs became arms that opened the curtain, exploring forward carefully, little by little.

But when approaching the most valuable treasure, our adventurer encountered the biggest enemy guarding the treasure - Konan's right hand.

"call……"

Xiaonan pressed down the offending finger tightly, her face flushed with shyness as her eyes were hazy with drunkenness.

She lowered her head, her breathing became more and more rapid, and she bit her silver teeth to utter a few sticky words: "Not yet..."

Hinata Kiyomi stared at her, and could see her cheek through the gap in her bangs. In an instant, he suddenly remembered a sentence.

Confession is something only children would do; what adults need is temptation.

If you want to learn how to seduce, you must first give up being a human being and either become a cat, a tiger, or a dog drenched by the rain.

Hinata Kiyomi stretched out his other free hand, lifted up the hair that was covering Xiaonan's face, and tied it behind her ears. He looked at Xiaonan's evasive eyes, thinking about what kind of situation she was in.

Xiaonan pursed her lips, mustered up the courage to look into his eyes, took his right hand out from under her skirt and pressed it against her chest.

"First...use this..."

There was a slight tremor in her voice, and you could tell how much she was struggling deep down.

Hinata Kiyomi's face suddenly darkened. He pulled his hand back, picked up Xiaonan without saying a word and threw her onto the bed.

The bed was positioned close to the window, and the moonlight could just illuminate half of the bed.

She was wearing a rather cool white chiffon nightgown, with only one piece of protective gear underneath, and it was protective gear for her lower body.

Xiaonan subconsciously pulled the quilt to cover his body, but his hand paused in mid-air and then pulled it upwards to cover his cheek, revealing a red and hot ear.

Hinata Kiyomi pulled the curtains, hugged Konan from behind, and his right hand naturally fell into the correct position.

Just when Konan was thinking about how to cooperate next, Hinata Kiyomi did not take the next step.

In this silent room, Xiaonan could clearly hear the heartbeats of the two people. Feeling the warmth of another person coming from her heart for the first time, Xiaonan's eyes became increasingly hazy.

Could it be that... even at this point, I still have to take the initiative to ask "Why don't you continue"?
What is this!

A trace of anger rose in Xiaonan's heart, but it was immediately dissipated by the emptiness coming from his body.

"Kiyomi..."

"Shh!"

Hinata Kiyomi blew a breath of hot air on her neck: "Since Sister Xiaonan is not ready, why force yourself?"

"I……"

Xiaonan was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.

"You've seen it all..."

"I'm not stupid, could it be that..." Hinata Kiyomi squeezed his palm slightly.

"Well!"

Hearing Xiaonan's exclamation, he smiled with satisfaction and continued, "In Sister Xiaonan's heart, I am a man with a small head dominating a big head?"

"you!"

Xiaonan gritted his teeth. He really wanted to turn around and punch this boy who liked to take advantage of his situation.

Seeing that Xiaonan remained silent, Hinata Kiyomi's right hand slid down to her waist, and then slid down to her thigh. He pinched her thigh slightly and lifted it up, and then touched her knee.

This is a good posture.

Hinata Kiyomi rubbed her thigh with great satisfaction, and from time to time revealed his desire to search for treasure.

Every time he wanted to open the treasure chest, he could clearly feel the delicate body in his arms tighten.

"Puchi!" Hinata Kiyomi couldn't help but laugh out loud, which attracted an elbow attack from Konan.

"Qingmi!"

Sensing her dissatisfaction, Hinata Kiyomi finally restrained his mischievous hands a little.

One was the first time in his 30-year life that he was held in someone's arms while sleeping. The other was holding a beautiful woman in his arms, with her small head constantly stimulating the big head to secrete dopamine.

Neither of them could sleep, yet they didn't know what to say. The quiet night was filled with only silence.

Xiaonan didn't know how long he maintained this posture. He felt the fire burning in his body weakened a lot, and reason took over again.

She opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Kiyomi, what did you mean by 'saving Nagato'?"

"Madara Uchiha."

"...Can you tell me more details?"

Hinata Kiyomi pondered for a moment, opened his Byakugan, and checked around to see if there was any White Zetsu eavesdropping.

Sensing the chakra fluctuations coming from behind her, Xiaonan turned over, but... she still underestimated the power of a face-to-face hug.

Xiaonan lowered his head slightly, wishing he could bury his face in the quilt.

At this time, Hinata Kiyomi also finished the risk investigation and brought up a topic that had nothing to do with Nagato: "You should be able to see that my Samsara Eye evolved from the Byakugan."

Seeing that he was talking about serious matters, Xiaonan tried to calm down and hummed: "Yeah."

"Then have you ever thought about this question? Since the Samsara Eye and the Rinnegan are equivalent, how did the Rinnegan come about?"

Instantly, Xiaonan opened his eyes wide, his pupils trembling: "What are you saying?!!!"

Hinata Kiyomi reached out and gently stroked her head: "The ancestor of the Hyuga clan, the source of the Byakugan, is a man named Otsutsuki Hamura. He has an older brother named Otsutsuki Hagoromo, and the world calls him the Sage of the Six Paths."

"The Six Paths Sage created the Ninja Clan, the predecessor of ninjas. He also had two sons. The eldest son, Indra, was the ancestor of the Uchiha clan, and the younger son, Ashura, was the ancestor of the Senju clan."

"How is this possible!" Xiaonan stared at the boy's eyes in disbelief, trying to read even a hint of lying intention in them.

Hinata Kiyomi found that her body was trembling slightly, a tremor that was invisible to the eyes.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked her back: "I have no need to lie to you. With my status in Konoha, it is not difficult to check the family heritage of the Senju, Hyuga and even Uchiha clans. It's just that no one has done it before."

"I still don't know how the Senju and Uchiha clans developed into a feud. But I am sure that the Samsara Eye must have evolved from the Sharingan, and it must use the power of the Senju clan. In the history of the ninja world, there is only one person who can do this."

"Uchiha Madara!" Konan murmured, with deep fear in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)