I'm in the Dragon Clan, bound to the Naruto Counterattack System

Chapter 111 Strange Sounds from the Love Hotel

The hotel's corridors were short, covered with a layer of old, dark red carpet that felt soft and absorbed most of the footsteps.

Several landscape oil paintings hung on the wall, the edges of the frames worn down, revealing the original color of the wood.

There was a faint smell of disinfectant mixed with old wood in the air, which was surprisingly not unpleasant.

Cheng Sui had assumed that the interior of this kind of hotel, hidden in a remote corner, would be terrible, filled with the smell of smoke and mildew.

Surprisingly, apart from being a bit old, everything here was quite clean and tidy.

Several potted plants were placed in the corridor. Although they were a bit stunted due to insufficient sunlight, it was clear that someone was taking good care of them.

Many details exude a warm and cozy atmosphere of old-fashioned life.

It's clear that the proprietress, who is over fifty, is someone who loves life, or at least she used to be.

Erii followed behind Cheng Sui, her crimson eyes curiously looking around at this completely unfamiliar world.

Everything here is different from the Genji Heavy Industries where she used to live.

There were no cold metal walls, no spotless white floors, and no eerie silence.

Everything here seems old and cramped, yet it is full of human warmth.

Just then, a strange sound came faintly from behind a tightly closed door next to them.

It was a suppressed, intermittent sobbing, mixed with a kind of rhythmic, dull thud.

Erii paused, tilted her head, and let her long, scarlet hair fall down.

Her keen hearing allowed her to detect this unusual sound.

She tugged at Cheng Sui's sleeve.

Cheng Sui stopped and turned to look at her.

The girl held up her small notebook, on which a line of neat handwriting had already been written.

What are these sounds?

Those clear, pure crimson eyes gazed at him with unadulterated curiosity.

Cheng Sui's expression froze for a moment.

How can he explain this to her?

They said the uncle and aunt next door were doing a healthy and enjoyable two-person activity.

Or are they practicing an ancient breathing technique that produces ultimate happiness?

Cheng Sui's brain was racing, but he couldn't find a suitable answer.

So he chose the most direct method.

He quickly walked behind Erii, letting her walk in front of him, and then gently covered the girl's ears from behind with his hands.

Warm palms pressed against slightly cool earlobes, and one could feel the girl's body stiffen instantly.

"Listening to this kind of sound too much will make you sick."

Cheng Sui tried her best to make her voice sound serious and believable.

"Eri, don't listen."

The ear under the palm twitched, and the girl nodded very seriously.

Then, she raised her hand and covered the back of Cheng Sui's hand that was covering her ears, her small palm overlapping his large hand, as if this would make the soundproofing effect better.

Cheng Sui looked at the girl's adorable action in front of him and was both amused and exasperated.

She's frighteningly naive; she believes whatever she's told.

The two continued walking forward a few more steps in this strange yet intimate posture.

Erii seemed to have discovered some blind spot again. She suddenly stopped, turned halfway around, and looked up at him with her still clear eyes, full of doubt.

She released one hand and quickly wrote a sentence in the notebook.

"Why was Naruto unaffected after hearing it?"

Looking at the handwriting in the notebook, Cheng Sui's cheeks couldn't help but burn.

He coughed awkwardly and forced an explanation: "Because I've undergone special training, I have a resistance to it, so I had no problem listening to it."

Erii nodded thoughtfully, seemingly accepting the statement completely.

She picked up her notebook again and started writing quickly.

"Naruto is amazing, he's even undergone specialized training for something like this."

A barely perceptible blush rose to Cheng Sui's cheeks.

He felt he was about to run out of things to make up.

He reached out and gently turned Erii's head back to face forward.

"Let's not talk about that now. We're almost at our room, let's go check it out."

The two quickly reached the top floor and found their room.

The number 301 is engraved on the doorplate in brass.

Cheng Sui released his hand from Erii's ear, took out the brass key from his pocket, and inserted it into the old lock.

"Click".

With a soft click, the lock cylinder turned.

He slowly pushed open the hotel door.

Erii stood beside him, her eyes filled with anticipation and curiosity.

This was the first time in her life that she had stepped into a room that didn't belong to her.

She was very curious about what other people's rooms were like.

As the door slowly opened, a world completely beyond her imagination unfolded before her eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is an overwhelming expanse of pink.

The walls are pink and decorated with cute cartoon bears and hearts.

The pink carpet was so soft that your toes could sink into it.

In the very center of the room, there was a huge round bed, with pink sheets and pillows.

Even more extravagantly, the bed was surrounded by a layer of pink, semi-transparent gauze that hung down from the ceiling, creating a dreamy and ambiguous atmosphere.

The whole room is like a fairytale castle built with pink.

Erii was somewhat stunned.

However, just as she was admiring the girlish room, Cheng Sui beside her had already made a move.

He rushed in with lightning speed, his target the bedside table and the dressing table next to it.

He swung his arms so fast that they left a trail of afterimages.

He swept away all the colorful and oddly shaped little boxes on the table, as well as some indescribable items with strange patterns printed on their packaging.

Then he kicked them all precisely under the round bed, where they disappeared into the deepest darkness.

After doing all this, he straightened up, clapped his hands, let out a long sigh of relief, and showed a relieved expression on his face.

Erii tilted her head in confusion, watching his series of fluid movements.

She held up the notebook.

"What is Naruto doing?"

Cheng Sui's gaze drifted to the ceiling, feigning nonchalance, and calmly replied, "I was checking for bugs or listening devices. It seems the landlady wasn't lying; this place is still quite clean."

Erii nodded blankly, seemingly believing his words once again.

She lowered her head and continued writing in her notebook.

"Naruto, keep searching. I'm going to take a shower."

"Okay." Cheng Sui nodded subconsciously. "Then Erii can go take a shower first—"

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

Because at the same time he responded, Erii had already started taking off her clothes.

After writing that sentence, the girl casually placed the notebook on the bedside table, then raised her hand and began to undress.

Without the slightest hesitation, the movements were as natural as changing clothes in one's own room.

Cheng Sui's brain went blank for a second.

The next moment, he suddenly turned around.

He knew that Erii lacked a lot of common sense that ordinary people should have, but he never expected that she didn't even know the most basic thing like "you can't take off your clothes in front of the opposite sex".

But upon closer reflection, it does seem to make sense.

For the past ten years or so, this girl has been imprisoned alone in an empty room, with almost no contact with outsiders, let alone men.

For her, the room is perhaps equivalent to private space, and she can do whatever she wants as long as she is in the room.

Although Cheng Sui turned around quickly enough, his eyes, enhanced by the Sharingan's power, still caught some details he shouldn't have seen the moment he turned his head.

White —

It also features a cute little bear cartoon image printed on it.

Cheng Sui felt as if her cheeks were burning up.

Behind me came the rustling of clothes and the soft footsteps of a girl walking barefoot on the carpet.

She seemed completely oblivious to Cheng Sui's strange behavior, tiptoeing and humming a light tune as she walked into the room's ensuite bathroom.

Soon, the sound of rushing water could be heard.

Cheng Sui stood stiffly with his back to the bathroom, not daring to move an inch.