"Hmm… Shun…"
Temari mumbled in her sleep, her hand clutching his lapel, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she was having a light dream.
Shun gently patted her back, soothing her in a low voice as if coaxing a child. "I'm here, go back to sleep."
Temari's brows relaxed, her breathing returned to normal, and she continued to be immersed in this quiet warmth.
Just then, a feeling of shyness and longing suddenly entwined Shun's perception like a thread.
Shun's heart stirred, and he subconsciously traced the source of this emotion, his consciousness breaking free from the shackles of his body, transforming into a phantom, and lightly passing through the wall.
This emotional connection was too strong, as if some force was guiding him closer.
He tried to extend his consciousness forward, and it passed through the wooden door without any obstruction, floating into the room.
Ino was lying on her side on the bed, her cheeks flushed, her breathing more rapid than usual, clearly immersed in a special dream.
As Shun's consciousness approached, the scene before him instantly changed.
The small bedroom disappeared, replaced by a peach blossom forest bathed in sunlight. Pink peach blossoms fell to the ground like snow, and the air was filled with a sweet floral scent. A small stream gurgled not far away, and even the wind carried a gentle warmth.
Under the peach blossom tree stood a girl in a purple dress.
Her golden hair reached her waist, gently tied with a hair tie, her features had shed the awkwardness of youth and gained a touch of mature softness, and a shallow dimple graced the corner of her lips.
Shun recognized her at a glance, this was the grown-up Ino.
By her appearance, she was exactly 16 years old, the age she had spoken of earlier that day, "the age she wanted to become his fiancée."
"Shun-sama!"
Seeing him, Ino quickly ran towards him, holding up her skirt.
The pink skirt swept over the peach blossoms on the ground, creating a shower of pink and white petals.
When she reached him, she gently caught her breath, her hands behind her back, her body leaning slightly forward.
"Why are you here? Did you come specifically to be with me? I thought you would be with Temari-nee."
Shun raised his hand and ruffled her hair, saying gently, "Silly girl, you are the one I love most, how could I break my promise?"
From behind him, he produced a bouquet of blooming red roses and presented them to Ino. "Ino, this is my gift for you."
Ino's eyes widened in surprise, and she carefully took the roses with both hands, her cheeks instantly turning as red as ripe cherries.
She brought the flowers to her nose to sniff them. The floral scent mixed with the girl's aroma was exceptionally sweet.
"So fragrant! These are the most beautiful flowers I've ever received. Even prettier than those from the flower shop."
She proactively linked arms with "Shun," shaking it gently, and asked playfully, "Shall we go watch a movie? A new cinema just opened in the village, I saw the poster when I passed by yesterday, it's a ninja-themed movie, just what you like."
"Alright, whatever you want." Shun smiled and nodded, then took her hand.
They walked side by side towards the cinema in the dream, the peach blossoms under their feet making a soft rustling sound, as if accompanying them.
The cinema was dimly lit, and a heartwarming ninja romance film was playing on the screen.
Ino leaned on Shun's shoulder, occasionally giggling at the funny parts of the plot, and she would subconsciously snuggle closer into his embrace.
When the film reached its climax, and the male lead shielded the female lead from an attack, confessing his love amidst a sky full of fire, Shun gently turned her face and leaned down to kiss her.
Ino's body instantly stiffened, her eyes widening slightly. Then, she slowly closed her eyes, clumsily responding to the kiss.
Her breathing quickened, and her heart pounded as if it would leap out of her chest.
After the kiss, Shun rested his forehead against hers and asked, "Ino, I love you, will you be my fiancée?"
Ino nodded vigorously, tears of excitement falling. "I will! I've wanted to for so long. From the first time I saw you, I wanted to be your fiancée."
The scene switched again, becoming a grand wedding ceremony.
A red carpet stretched all the way into the palace, lined on both sides with red roses.
Ino wore a red wedding gown and headpiece, with a red veil covering her face.
She held her father Inoichi's arm, walking step by step towards "Shun" at the end of the red carpet.
He wore a red groom's suit, looking at her with gentle eyes, as if she were the most important person in the world.
When they reached Shun, Inoichi gently patted her hand and placed her hand in his.
Inoichi's eyes were slightly red as he said, "Shun-sama, from now on, Ino is entrusted to you. I hope you treat her well."
Shun nodded solemnly. "I will, Ino will be my most beloved Queen."
Loud applause erupted around them, and many eyes held envy and jealousy.
Ino could no longer hold back and threw herself into his arms. "Shun, I'm so happy. I've finally become your wife."
Shun gently patted her back, whispering in her ear, "Ino, you will be the woman I love most."
On their wedding night, red wedding curtains hung low, the room adorned with various decorations, making everything feel warm and cozy.
Shun gently lifted the red veil, his fingers lightly tracing Ino's flushed cheek, from her forehead to the tip of her nose, finally resting on her lips.
He leaned down, first gently touching her lips, then continuing with sweet kisses.
Ino closed her eyes, tightly embracing his neck with both hands. She actively leaned into him, immersed in this sweetness and shyness.
"Shun… kiss me… I want to have your kids…"
As Ino sleepily murmured, she suddenly sat up.
Her chest heaved violently, her forehead covered in cold sweat.
She looked around blankly at her familiar bedroom—the unfinished magazine still on the desk, the small bear doll on the bedside fallen to one side, a faint moonlight shining through the window crack.
It was then she realized that everything just now had been a dream. But the sensations and emotions in the dream were too real.
The warmth of his palm, the softness of his kiss, the applause at the wedding, and even the tone of his voice when he said "I will"—all were so clear, as if they had just happened.
Ino subconsciously touched her lips, her cheeks instantly burning hot, as if they had been scorched by fire.
Just then, she suddenly felt a dampness from the bedding below, which instantly made her freeze.
"Ah… I wet the bed? How embarrassing…"
She gasped, quickly covering her face with her hands, so ashamed she wished she could sink into the ground.
How could she have such a dream?
How humiliating would it be if someone found out?
...
Shun's consciousness returned, discovering a new ability.
He could enter others' dreams, and even weave dreams, interacting with the dream's owner.