Naruto-ReBorn as a Baker

Chapter 253: A Day at the Lake

The sun was high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the village as Malik led Suzumebachi and Sasame through the quieter streets of Konoha. Their destination was a secluded lake known only to a few—a perfect spot for a private swim. As they walked, Malik turned the journey into an impromptu tour, pointing out landmarks and sharing tidbits of village history with a charismatic flair.

"Over there," Malik gestured with a sweeping motion of his hand towards an old, venerable building half-covered by climbing ivy, "is one of the original ninja academies of the Hidden Leaf. It's seen better days, but the stories it could tell would fill volumes."

Suzumebachi listened with a mix of genuine interest and amusement, her steel-grey eyes sparkling whenever Malik made a particularly flamboyant gesture. She played along with his flirtations, her responses tinged with a playful boldness. "Is that so? Perhaps you'll show me the inside one day. I'm sure it's quite... educational."

Malik flashed her a grin as he spun around to walk backward, "Oh, definitely, there's tons of 'Educational' stuff there. could easily spend hours, maybe even go ghost hunting."

Sasame, meanwhile, maintained a quieter demeanor, her cheeks frequently coloring with a soft pink as Malik's attention occasionally shifted her way. Despite her shyness, she was clearly enjoying the tour, especially when Malik pointed out a beautifully blooming cherry tree off the beaten path. "That tree," Malik explained, "is said to be as old as Konoha itself. It's a symbol of endurance and beauty, much like the kunoichi of our village."

Sasame stopped to look at the cherry tree, "Is that true?!". Malik walked up behind her and gently placed his hand on her cheek, "Nope, but it did make you blush, which was my point."

Sasame, feeling a surge of confidence buoyed by the serene environment, attempted to engage more directly with Malik. She complimented him on the choice of location, her voice a little louder, her words aimed at drawing his attention. "Malik, you always know the perfect spots. It's like you have a map of hidden treasures."

Suzumebachi, not one to be outdone, quickly interjected with a flirtatious tilt of her head, her voice dripping with charm. "Oh, he does. And he's quite the treasure himself, wouldn't you agree, Sasame?" Her gaze flickered between Malik and Sasame, a clear challenge in her eyes.

Malik, noticing the brewing rivalry, chuckled softly, aiming to diffuse the tension with his usual flair. "Ladies, I'm flattered by the attention, but today is about enjoying the peace of nature, not just me, we all can focus on me later, but for now, we should try and relax alittle."

Despite his efforts, as they prepared for the swim, the air was charged with a competitive undertone. Sasame, encouraged by Malik's earlier acknowledgment, decided to push a bit further even with Suzumebachi in ear shout. "You know, Malik," she began, her tone a mix of casual and deliberate, "I've always admired how you balance your duties and pleasures. It's quite... alluring."

"Thank you. . ." Malik started.

Suzumebachi snorted lightly, not missing a beat. "Alluring, indeed. It's a skill few possess, and Malik here excels at it. But then, he's exceptional in many ways."

Their conversation took a turn, subtly shifting from casual to competitive. As Malik led them to the village's edge, both women made it clear through their body language and snippets of conversation that, while they were there under the guise of village alliances, personal interest in Malik wasn't off the table. They began to speak in lower tones, each expressing their views on not just being there for business.

"I'm here to strengthen ties, of course," Suzumebachi whispered to Sasame, her voice laced with a hint of sarcasm. "But we can't ignore the... personal benefits, can we?"

Sasame nodded, her expression serious. "True, but we mustn't let personal agendas interfere with our mission. Malik is charming, but the village's needs come first."

The competitive undertone persisted as they changed into their swimsuits. As they emerged in their swimwear, Malik couldn't help but appreciate the contrast, not just in their attire but in their approaches to interacting with him. He clapped his hands, drawing their attention. "Now, how about we leave work behind and focus on the beauty of the day? There's a wonderful spot just there for swimming."

The lake, when it finally came into view, was a hidden gem surrounded by dense foliage which shielded it from prying eyes. The water was clear and calm, reflecting the blue sky above. Malik had chosen well; the secluded location provided a perfect escape from the bustling village life.

As they reached the lake's edge, Malik spread out a large blanket on the grassy shore and set down a basket he had been carrying. "I thought we might enjoy a little picnic after our swim. Nothing too fancy, just some snacks and refreshments I prepared myself."

Suzumebachi raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on her lips. "You prepared this all yourself? I'm impressed... and a bit surprised. You're full of talents, aren't you, Malik?"

Malik grinned, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "I aim to please. But first, let's enjoy the water. Shall we?" He gestured grandly towards the lake, inviting the women to precede him.

Suzumebachi didn't hesitate; she quickly slipped out of her cover-up and dashed into the lake, her laughter echoing through the air. Sasame followed more cautiously, her movements graceful and reserved. Once in the water, even she couldn't resist the charm of the setting, and her laughter soon mingled with Suzumebachi's.

Malik watched them for a moment, appreciating the ease with which they adapted to the environment. He then joined them in the water, the cool liquid a welcome relief from the heat. As they swam and splashed, Malik kept the atmosphere light and playful, ensuring both women felt included.

"See, isn't this better than being cooped up in some stuffy meeting room?" Malik called out as he floated on his back, looking up at the sky.

Suzumebachi, swimming up to him, splashed water in his direction with a mischievous grin. "Infinitely better. You're a good host, Malik."

Sasame, now more relaxed, added, "Yes, thank you for bringing us here. It's beautiful."

Malik smiled at their words and went back to floating on his back, his mind too busy looking up at the endless sky.

The rest of the afternoon passed in a blend of playful banter and peaceful relaxation. Malik's ability to balance his flirtatious nature with genuine care for his companions' comfort helped smooth over any initial awkwardness between Suzumebachi and Sasame. By the time they returned to the shore to dry off and dig into the picnic, the atmosphere was one of camaraderie and mild flirtation, a testament to Malik's skill as a peacekeeper and host.

As the afternoon wore on and the sun began to dip towards the horizon, casting a warm golden light over the lake, Malik found opportunities to steal private moments with each of the women. His touch was always respectful yet charged with a subtle sensuality, leaving them eager for more while also appreciating the anticipation he built.

First, he found himself alone with Suzumebachi as she stood at the water's edge, wringing out her medium-length brown hair. Malik approached her from behind, his hands gently resting on her shoulders. "You have such beautiful hair," he murmured, his voice low and intimate. Suzumebachi leaned back slightly, her body pressing against his. Malik took the opportunity to lean down, his lips brushing against her neck in a soft, lingering kiss.

Suzumebachi shivered, her breath hitching as Malik's hands began to explore her body. He traced the curves of her breasts through the thin fabric of her bikini top, his touch light yet firm. "Malik..." she whispered, her voice barely audible, "we shouldn't—"

"We won't go too far," he assured her, his voice a low rumble against her ear. "Just a little taste, to remember this day by." His hands continued their exploration, moving down to her hips, her thighs, before finally cupping her backside. He gave it a gentle squeeze, eliciting a soft moan from Suzumebachi.

He spun her around, his eyes meeting hers, and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. His tongue teased her lips, seeking entrance, and she yielded, their tongues dancing together. Malik's hands stayed on her body, exploring her curves, but he kept his promise, not letting them linger too long in any one spot.

When they finally broke apart, both were breathing heavily. Suzumebachi's eyes were dark with desire, but she smiled, understanding that Malik was right—this was just a taste, a promise of more to come.

"I promise to give you plenty of attention, but that is for later, let us go back into the water to cool off," Malik said to her, while he pulled her deeper into the water, my sweet sparrow bee." Suzumebachi for her part, let herself be dragged into the water, to lost in Malik's deep pink eyes, to say or do anything but smile.

Next, Malik found Sasame sitting by herself on the blanket, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the warmth of the sun on her skin. He approached silently, his shadow falling over her. She opened her eyes, looking up at him with a soft smile.

Malik sat down beside her, his hand reaching out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "You look like a goddess basking in the sun," he murmured, his voice filled with admiration. Sasame blushed, her eyes darting away for a moment before meeting his gaze again.

"I want to thank you for coming out with me today, I know you are here in the Leaf for business, but I do appreciate you giving me some of your time," Malik whispered to her, Sasame sat up a little about to say something, when Malik leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a slow, gentle kiss. Sasame responded, her body pressing against his as her arms wound around his neck. Malik's hands began to explore her body, tracing the lines of her muscles, the curves of her hips. He cupped her breast, his thumb brushing against her nipple, eliciting a soft gasp from Sasame.

Malik pulled back, his eyes meeting hers. "I want to make you feel good, Sasame," he whispered, his voice filled with sincerity. "But not here, not now. I want to take my time, to explore every inch of you."

Sasame nodded, her breath coming in soft pants. "I... I want that too, Malik."

Malik smiled, his thumb brushing against her cheek. "Then we'll have our time. But for now, let's enjoy the rest of the day together."

As he sat back, his arm wrapping around Sasame's shoulders as they turned to watch the sun dip below the horizon. The moment was filled with a quiet intimacy, a promise of more to come, but for now, they were content to simply be together.

As the sun finally set, casting the lake in a soft glow, Malik turned to Suzumebachi and Sasame, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and affection. "Ladies, I think it's time we headed back. But I promise you this—our night is far from over."

With a wicked grin, he stood, offering each woman a hand up. As they walked back towards the village, the promise of the night ahead hanging in the air, neither Suzumebachi nor Sasame could help but feel a sense of anticipation and excitement. Malik had left them wanting more, and they knew that he would deliver.

After a rejuvenating afternoon at the secluded lake, Malik guided Suzumebachi and Sasame back through the winding paths of the village. Their destination was a well-known local restaurant—a chic establishment owned by Malik himself. The women, still in their swimsuits beneath simple cover-ups, followed Malik confidently, a testament to their trust in his guidance.

As they entered the restaurant, the staff immediately recognized Malik, bowing deeply as he passed. The deference they showed was not just a formality but a genuine respect for Malik, who was known not only for his wealth and status but also for his fair treatment and charismatic leadership. The subtle whispers and respectful nods from the restaurant employees highlighted Malik's prominence in the village.

Leading Sasame and Suzumebachi upstairs, Malik showed them to a private dining area that overlooked the village. The room was elegantly furnished with a long, polished dining table and surrounded by panoramic windows that bathed the room in the golden light of the late afternoon sun.

With a charming smile, Malik pulled out chairs for both of his guests, ensuring their comfort before he moved behind the counter. The private area was connected to a small but well-equipped kitchen, allowing Malik to assume the role of chef, a part he relished especially when entertaining guests.

"Alright, ladies," Malik began, his voice carrying a hint of excitement as he looked over the kitchen's offerings. "After such a delightful swim, I'm sure you've worked up an appetite. I'm in the mood for fish myself—a light, refreshing choice. However, this is your evening, so please, let me know what you'd like. We have a variety of options, and I'm here to cater to your tastes."

Suzumebachi, ever the adventurous eater, leaned back in her chair, her eyes scanning the visible array of fresh ingredients. "Fish sounds wonderful, Malik. Perhaps something exotic? Whatever you recommend—I trust your chef's instincts."

Sasame, more reserved but visibly relaxed in the luxurious setting, nodded in agreement. "Fish would be lovely. Maybe something with a delicate flavor? I'd love to try whatever you suggest, Malik."

Pleased with their enthusiasm, Malik clapped his hands together and began to prepare the meal. "Excellent choices, both of you. I think I have just the thing." He set about preparing a culinary experience designed to impress—starting with a selection of fresh sashimi to whet their appetites, followed by a main course of grilled sea bass accompanied by a light, citrus-infused sauce and a side of seasoned vegetables.

As Malik worked, the kitchen filled with the aromas of cooking fish and fresh herbs, creating an inviting atmosphere. He moved with a practiced ease, clearly in his element, while still engaging in light conversation with Suzumebachi and Sasame. The clinks of cutlery and the sizzle of the grill provided a soothing backdrop to their discussions about village politics, the latest missions, and occasional playful banter.

Finally, Malik plated the dishes with artistic flair and served them to Suzumebachi and Sasame, his expression one of pleased anticipation. "I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed preparing it for you," he said as he sat down with them to enjoy the meal together.

The dinner proceeded with laughter and shared stories, the food drawing appreciative comments from both women. Malik's ability to blend his roles as host, chef, and friend made the evening not just a meal, but an experience—a perfect start to the end to a day filled with unexpected pleasures and newfound camaraderie.

As they finished their dessert, a delicate sorbet that cleansed the palate and cooled the warm evening, Malik leaned back in his chair, satisfied with the day's success. "I hope today was as enjoyable for you as it was for me," he remarked, his gaze sweeping over Suzumebachi and Sasame. "It's not every day we get to escape from our duties and just enjoy the simple pleasures of good food and good company."

Suzumebachi and Sasame exchanged a look, their earlier tension dissolved by the shared experience and Malik's thoughtful hospitality. "It was wonderful, Malik," Suzumebachi said, her tone warm. "Thank you for making us feel so welcome."

Sasame nodded, her smile genuine. "Yes, thank you. Today was truly special."

As the sun set over the village and the moon rose, casting a rosy blue glow through the windows, Malik's thoughts turned to future gatherings and the many possibilities they held. With a toast to friendship and new beginnings, the late evening drew to a close, leaving behind memories that would linger long after the sun had faded.

As the rising moonlight filtered through the windows, casting patterns on the elegant table, Malik turned his attention to Sasame, whose gentle demeanor contrasted with the bolder Suzumebachi. Leaning forward, Malik placed his hand over hers, a comforting gesture that brought a soft blush to Sasame's cheeks. The quiet intimacy of the moment allowed them to converse more deeply about personal matters.

"How have things been with you and the Fūma Clan?" Malik inquired, his voice low and genuinely curious.

Sasame smiled, though her eyes reflected the weight of her responsibilities. "We're doing much better now, thanks to some changes and new opportunities. We've officially been recognized as a ninja clan in both the Land of Sound and the Land of Rice Fields. It's a big step for us—going on missions, earning our way, and leaving behind the darker days when we were seen as nothing more than criminals."

Suzumebachi, who had been quietly sipping her tea, looked up, intrigued. "What do you mean by darker days?" she asked, leaning in.

With a hesitant sigh, Sasame explained. "Our clan lost many members, resources, and most of all, respect. We struggled to find our place again. Without Malik's help, I doubt we could have managed to regain what we lost."

Suzumebachi's expression softened as she listened, her initial curiosity turning into empathy. "It sounds like we've been through similar hardships," she admitted, her voice tinged with a rare vulnerability. "The Kamizuru Clan has also seen better days. Despite our fame, we've faced declines—losing respect, dwindling numbers. It's been a tough journey."

Sasame looked surprised, her brow furrowing slightly. "I always thought the Kamizuru were strong and well-respected. It's hard to imagine you facing such challenges."

With a weary smile, Suzumebachi nodded. "It's true, we were. But every clan has its trials, I suppose. Malik has been a cornerstone for us too. His support helped prevent what could have been the end of our lineage. He's done so much, not just for my clan but for the Hidden Stone Village as a whole."

The conversation turned into a heartfelt exchange of stories and struggles, each woman opening up about the trials their clans had faced and the role Malik had played in their survival and growth. Malik, listening to their tales, felt a mix of pride and humility. He was about to interject, to steer the conversation away from himself, when he realized the importance of their shared experiences.

Instead, he leaned back, letting them continue, recognizing that this honest dialogue was drawing Suzumebachi and Sasame closer, bridging gaps with mutual respect and understanding. The atmosphere was no longer just cordial but charged with a sense of camaraderie and shared gratitude.

As they continued to share, Malik observed the change in dynamics. The women, initially guarded and somewhat competitive, now showed signs of budding friendship, their common histories and Malik's interventions weaving a bond between them. He smiled, content to let the conversation unfold, knowing that his initial intention for the day—to foster better relations among his allies—was being realized in a way he hadn't anticipated.

The restaurant's ambient lighting cast a gentle glow on the table where Malik, Suzumebachi, and Sasame shared not just a meal, but stories that wove them closer. It was a rare occasion for Malik to be both the subject and the listener, often the orchestrator of events rather than a participant. His pensive mood was noticeable, his eyes occasionally drifting away into distant thoughts.

Suzumebachi's hand gently landed on his, her touch warm and reassuring. "You're miles away, Malik," she chided softly, a playful tone to her voice.

With a slight start, Malik returned to the moment, offering a sheepish smile. "Apologies, sometimes my mind wanders off to the many tasks awaiting me. It's hard to switch off."

Both women exchanged a knowing look, their smiles reflecting a mix of amusement and empathy. Sasame leaned forward, her voice tinged with concern. "You're always so wrapped up in caring for others, Malik. Don't you think you deserve a break too?"

Malik laughed, a sound rich and heartfelt. "Oh, I plan to enjoy all my rewards eventually. Rest assured, I have every intention of reaping the benefits of my hard work."

This remark stirred a memory in Suzumebachi, and she couldn't help but tease him about a past conversation. "Speaking of rewards," she began, her eyes twinkling with mischief, "do you remember the 'reward' you asked for from the elders back in Iwagakure?"

Sasame's curiosity peaked, and she eagerly leaned in. "What reward did you ask for, Malik?"

Before Suzumebachi could respond, Malik interjected, his voice a mix of jest and earnest. "I'm not a greedy man by nature—but when it comes to love, my appetite knows no bounds. My request was simple: I wanted the hands of Suzumebachi and her cousins, Kurotsuchi and Ayame, in marriage."

The revelation colored Suzumebachi's cheeks a deep crimson, her usual poise faltering under the weight of such a personal disclosure. Sasame, on the other hand, looked at Malik with a blend of surprise and admiration. His frank admission, far from the typical mercantile or political requests one might expect, was distinctly personal.

Sasame's thoughts swirled. The notion of such a union was both startling and strangely fitting, given Malik's known penchant for forming deep, personal connections. His approach to relationships was as direct and daring as his business dealings, perhaps more so because it was clear he placed great value on personal bonds.

Malik's gaze then shifted to Sasame, his expression softening. "And one day, Sasame, I hope to extend a similar offer to you and your cousins, Kotohime and Kagerō. But all in due time," he added, his voice low and sincere.

The weight of his words hung in the air, a testament to his serious intentions and the depth of his ambitions—not just in business, but in matters of the heart. Sasame was momentarily speechless, caught between the shock of his declaration and the earnestness in his eyes. Her heart fluttered, a mix of apprehension and excitement at the idea. Could she, too, find herself drawn into Malik's grand vision of a shared life?

The conversation drifted then to lighter topics, but the seeds of Malik's intentions had been planted. Sasame found herself reassessing the man before her—not just as a benefactor or a powerful ally, but as someone who might one day be much more. The idea was daunting, yet not unpleasant. His confidence, his openness about his desires, and his undeniable charm made the notion feel like a promise of a future filled with possibilities.

As the night wore on, filled with laughter and shared confidences, Malik's proposal lingered in Sasame's thoughts. What would it mean to be part of his world, not just as an ally but as a partner? The question was heady, and as she glanced at Suzumebachi, who seemed to grapple with her own mixed emotions, Sasame realized they were both considering a future that until now had seemed unimaginable.