Handing over clothes was a trivial matter in their interactions.
In fact, the journey they had taken was not entirely as harmonious and friendly as handing over clothes; small conflicts occasionally arose.
After all, both were young, in the most spirited time of their lives.
Seiya was nearly fifteen, constantly pampered since childhood.
Shion was sixteen, constantly respected since childhood.
Their personalities were predictably both rather delicate.
Once a disagreement occurred, it was easy for them to confront each other, with neither willing to back down.
However, a common point between them was that they were both reasonable.
Especially Shion, who didn't have the annoying 'princess syndrome.' This was particularly rare.
After all, she was indeed born a princess, and later succeeded the title as Priestess, essentially a Female Emperor-extremely noble, with her word being law, though the territory she commanded was small.
In short, both Seiya and Shion were somewhat spoiled, but also sensible.
Conflicts were quickly resolved and didn't escalate to damage their relationship.
Instead, they became catalysts for promoting mutual understanding.
Shion learned Seiya's name, his mother, his teacher, his sisters, and his growth experiences.
Seiya learned about Shion's mother and her palace life.
...
Tonight, Seiya sat on the sofa, casually flipping through a magazine, when a sudden thought occurred to him.
Just then, Shion, dressed in her pajamas, walked out of the bathroom.
Seiya asked curiously, "You are the Priestess of the Land of Demons, the actual ruler of the country. Now you just easily give up your rule and travel abroad without any lingering attachments?"
Shion smiled sweetly and explained, "My rule over the Land of Demons has been utterly destroyed by Yomi and the Ghost Army. The Land of Demons is in complete disarray now."
"I sealed Moryo, solving the worry of the people of the Land of Demons, and fulfilled my mission as the Priestess. But I don't plan to reorganize the Land of Demons. Continuing the Priestess's rule over the people is too exhausting and would waste decades of my life for little gain. It's better to follow my mother's wishes and travel the Shinobi world."
"That's a whole country! You just gave it up like that?" Seiya was amazed at her willingness to let go.
Shion didn't mind. She said calmly, "They call it a country, but its area is actually smaller than a few major cities combined."
Seiya countered, "That's still not small! My village, Kumogakure, and other major Shinobi villages, are not as large as the Land of Demons. Yet countless Shinobis strive to become the Kage of their village!"
Shion raised a delicate eyebrow, brushing her hair as she asked, "Are you suggesting I return to rule the Land of Demons?"
Seiya shook his head. "I'm just a little emotional. If it were me, I probably couldn't resist the temptation of ruling a territory."
Shion smiled faintly, thought for a moment, and said, "The Priestess has ruled the Land of Demons for thousands of years, possessing deeply entrenched, unshakeable legitimacy. You are my savior. If you want to govern the Land of Demons, I am willing to assist you in ascending to power."
"..."
Seiya was startled and didn't know what expression to make.
His mother once told him a story.
In ancient times, a king, to please his favorite concubine, lit the signal fires meant for wartime emergencies, calling everyone to the capital, only for the sake of the grand spectacle of a confused and bewildered massive army, just to earn a smile from his concubine.
Shion's gesture just now was like that kings.
The only difference was that she wanted to repay her benefactor, while the king wanted to please a beautiful woman.
Seiya seriously considered Shion's suggestion and replied, "If I ever get the chance in the future, I will bring my family to settle in the Land of Demons."
"Understood."
Shion nodded in agreement.
She sat down on the bed, flipped through a travel guide for a while, then pointed to a page and showed it to Seiya.
"Tojo-kun, accompany me to this place tomorrow."
"Okay." Seiya's eyes were fixed on the magazine.
Without even looking up, he readily agreed. "Just one condition: buy fewer things. My scroll is almost full."
"Understood."
Shion replied, then negotiated, "Let me buy whatever I want for now. When we organize them later, I'll throw away what I don't want, so it won't take up space."
Seiya raised an eyebrow, looked up at her, thought for a moment, and nodded in agreement.
The next morning, they washed up and dressed neatly.
Seiya accompanied Shion to the place she named last night-Tanzaku Street.
This street was the most famous in the city. Most travelers visiting Tanzaku Town would visit this street, making it very lively.
Seiya and Shion, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, became a captivating sight on the street, drawing many backward glances.
Since they had arrived in a hurry and hadn't eaten breakfast, the two chose a relatively quiet dessert shop, intending to eat something to tide them over.
As soon as they entered the shop, they froze on the spot.
The shop was almost full of customers, bustling with people, but two black robes with red clouds stood out like a sore thumb, extremely conspicuous and attention-grabbing.
Even though the two figures wore conical hats, Seiya instantly recognized them as Itachi Uchiha and Kisame Hoshigaki.
The reason was simple: the Samehada was too noticeable.
At this moment, Seiya understood how Kurotsuchi felt when she saw the Kiba.
At the same time, Itachi Uchiha noticed Seiya in the corner of his eye and inwardly regretted it.
Based on his understanding of Danzo, the old man was busy scrambling for the power vacuum left by the death of the Third Hokage back in the village.
Even if he sent a message now, Danzo would not come here to capture Seiya.
What a waste of such a golden opportunity!
Perhaps because Itachi Uchiha and Kisame Hoshigaki's aura was too intimidating, or for some other reason, the only empty seats in the entire shop were in front of them.
The other tables were fully occupied.
Seiya briefly considered this, then, without trying to avoid them, he calmly led Shion to the table where Itachi Uchiha was sitting and placed an order.
There were only two empty seats in the shop, so he had no choice.
Even if someone with an agenda saw him sitting at the same table as a rogue Shinobi, it wouldn't spark negative associations.
After ordering, Seiya looked around, confirmed there was nothing unusual, and then scrutinized Itachi Uchiha's pale face.
They were all members of Akatsuki, seeing each other at the monthly meetings.
Although they had irreconcilable hatred, under the Leader's suppression, they couldn't resort to violence and could only resort to verbal sparring.
Now that he had a chance to mock Itachi Uchiha, Seiya naturally wouldn't let it pass.
He whispered sarcastically, "I remember Zetsu senpai mentioned at the meeting a few days ago that Jiraiya would be coming to Tanzaku Town. You two went to Konoha, found that you hadn't been taught a lesson enough, and now you're rushing to Tanzaku Town to get beat up again?"
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