Looking at the photo of himself in white clothes with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, Ryun tapped on it.
In the blink of an eye, Ryun's consciousness entered the photo.
He looked at his surroundings in surprise. Now he seemed to have arrived at Tenten's home.
On the desk in front of him were a writing brush and the partially written draft, which was precisely the book "The People of the Uchiha Clan".
He began to flip through it as if he had found a treasure, and was delighted to discover this was not an illusion, but a real book, every character clearly visible.
Right at this moment, footsteps came from outside the door.
Ryun quickly sat back down at the desk, pretending to frown in thought.
Tenten pushed the door open and entered. She was wearing a white training outfit, barefoot, steam still rising from the top of her head, looking like she had just finished exercising.
She was carrying a tray with three sticks of tri-colored dango on it. She walked over to Ryun in a casual manner, sat down right next to him, pressing close.
This feeling of zero-distance contact surprised Ryun for a moment, but Tenten seemed already accustomed to it.
She picked up two sticks of dango, stuffed one into her own mouth, and offered the other to Ryun's lips. Smiling brightly, she said, "Here, open up, ah ah ah!"
Ryun subconsciously opened his mouth. Tenten, however, pulled the dango back and stuffed it into her own mouth. Then, speaking indistinctly with her mouth full, she said, "If you want to eat, go get it yourself from the kitchen."
The "fire" in Ryun's heart immediately flared up. He lowered his head and tried to snatch the dango from Tenten's mouth.
Tenten was startled. She pushed against the tatami mats with her feet, hastily backing away until she hit the wall before stopping. Her face red, she said, "You, what are you doing!"
"Eating dango."
Ryun picked up the last stick of dango from the tray, pretending nothing had happened.
But the shock in his heart was even stronger than Tenten's right now, because the photo he had clicked on earlier seemed to contain an entire world.
Afterwards, Tenten came over and gave Ryun a lesson, which meant ruffling Ryun's hair into a bird's nest.
After venting her shyness, Tenten patted Ryun's shoulder and said, "Keep it up, great writer. I'm still waiting for your finished work."
After saying that, Tenten left the room, gently closing the door behind her.
Only after Tenten's sounds had completely disappeared did Ryun open the door, trying to go out and explore.
However, to Ryun's regret, he could not leave through this door.
To be precise, he could not leave the current room. He could not even enter the bedroom or the bathroom.
It seemed that although the world inside the photo was real, it did not have unlimited space or time. Otherwise, this storage function would be too terrifying.
But even so, it was enough to make Ryun happy.
This meant that the experience and knowledge accumulated during the simulation process could be taken and used by him. Moreover, if he trained during future simulation processes, did that mean the training experience could also be inherited?
Ryun was already eager to start a new simulation and try it out.
But before that, Ryun decided to first memorize the first volume of the book "The People of the Uchiha Clan", which was "The Biography of Uchiha Madara". This would be convenient for him to establish his footing in Konoha later.
Not only that, Ryun also memorized the weapon design blueprint he had created for Tenten.
Compared to the entire book, remembering the design blueprint was much simpler.
After all, Ryun did not need to remember all the precise data. If he did, as an orphan, he would have no way to explain where he learned such knowledge.
He only needed to give the creative idea to Tenten, and that would be enough to gain Tenten's friendship.
After finishing these tasks, just as Ryun was about to leave and return to the real world, he suddenly realized something.
He swallowed hard, flipping through all the photos, and finally flipped to the one from the night he and Tenten grew up together.
Hoo.
Ryun let out a long breath. Should he go in and take a look?
Theoretically, Ryun felt he should distinguish between reality and simulation. Otherwise, how would he face the real Tenten in the future?
Practically speaking, Ryun wanted to critically experience how much combat power he had in a state without any chakra. So, he still chose to tap on the photo.
Drunk Tenten suddenly appeared before his eyes.
Her gaze was dazed, her red lips puckered, looking as if she was waiting to be kissed.
Ryun stared blankly at Tenten, not reacting for a moment.
As a result, Tenten began to wail loudly, saying, "So you don't like me after all. I'm not feminine enough, right?"
"My figure isn't good enough, I'm not pretty enough, and I like playing with weapons. A proud and arrogant great writer like you must like someone else, right?"
"Is it Ino or Hinata? It couldn't be Lady Tsunade or Teacher Kurenai, could it?"
Tenten seemed truly heartbroken, crying until she was out of breath, almost rolling on the floor.
Ryun finally reacted at this point. He did not stop Tenten from crying. Instead, he looked at her with a smile.
As a result, Tenten cried even louder, thinking Ryun was mocking her.
Looking at the gorgeous kimono she was wearing, even with the special underwear underneath, she now felt like a clown.
Just as Tenten turned around intending to leave, Ryun spoke.
"Tenten, actually, there's something I want your help with. Only you can help me."
Tenten's turning movement stopped abruptly. She slowly turned back, inching over to Ryun's side with three steps forward and one step back. With her head lowered, she said in a muffled voice, "What is it?"
Looking at Tenten's pitiful appearance, Ryun became completely certain that she was very slow when it came to matters of emotion.
So Ryun set aside his thoughts of teasing her and decided to be direct, following the development from the simulation.
"I want to create a perfect weapon with you. A weapon that belongs only to the two of us."
Tenten looked up, wiping away her tears. Although her heart was full of dissatisfaction, she still said, "Tell me the idea for this new weapon. And, why is it only for the two of us?"
Ryun suddenly launched a sneak attack and kissed Tenten.
Under Tenten's completely petrified gaze, he said, "This new weapon, I plan to call her Nojuro Tenten. She is our child. Are you willing to help me complete her?"
Tenten's petrified exterior quickly fell away. Her entire person turned red like a large shrimp.
Just when Ryun thought she would be too embarrassed to show her face, the alcohol kicked in. Tenten, without another word, pushed Ryun down. Even her eyes seemed to be spinning.
"Th, this is what you said. Don't go back on your word!"
"No... it's too late for you to go back on your word anyway. So then I'll... please take care of me?"
Ryun gently untied the sash of Tenten's kimono, revealing the special 'winning' underwear to his eyes. A gentle smile appeared on his lips.
"For the rest of our lives, please take care of me, Tenten."
That night, Ryun grew up.
Although the process of growing up was accompanied by various bumps and bruises, and the two of them even sustained a few injuries, they ultimately achieved the great harmony of life.
What surprised Ryun even more was that this memory was incredibly rich, containing a dream-like montage experience lasting several months.
It only ended when Tenten began to show signs of pregnancy and Ryun was lectured by Tenten's mother while she pinched his ear.
When Ryun's consciousness returned to reality, a smile still hung on the corner of his mouth.