Naruto, Uzumaki Menma, just wants to conquer the world

How could the arrogant, malicious, murderous Accelerator speak with such a gentle tone and attitude?

No matter who you are, it would be hard to imagine such a situation.

Menma deliberately dodged Yuriko's hand, his body's instinct prompting him to react in this way.

"How did you come?"

"Didn't I tell you on the phone that I would come?" Yuriko asked in confusion.

It looked like Menma was already very weak and unconscious, so Yuriko didn't dwell on the issue any more.

Yuriko asked, "Can I come in?"

"Ah, it's better not to come in. Keep your distance." Menma replied.

These words were like a gentle breeze blowing through Suzuko Yuriko's heart.

Even though he is in such a bad state, he still has the mind to care about others.

"It's okay. I can also reflexively resist germs." Yuriko said.

Yes, her ability is quite powerful.

Even if the whole world is covered in infectious diseases, it can't hurt her.

Suddenly, the boy's body fell forward powerlessly like a candle in the wind.

Yuriko reacted quickly, supporting the boy's thin body with her slender arms, and the plastic bag in her hand slipped out of her hand.

There was worry and tension on her face, her eyes sparkled like stars, and her delicate movements revealed deep concern and love.

As a result, the already frail Suzuko Yuriko had to struggle to drag Menma from the entrance back to the bed.

I lifted the quilt on the bed and saw that the sheets were wrinkled and a little damp, probably because I was sweating due to the fever.

The school uniform he had taken off was thrown casually on the bed. It seemed that Menma had been in this exhausted state since last night.

After putting Menma on the bed and covering him with the quilt, Menma coughed a few more times and apologized, "Sorry."

This guy looked very tired just by talking.

"It's okay." Yuriko said.

She thought about what she could do for Menma with her abilities.

But this was impossible from the beginning. There was a powerful force in this guy's body that was beyond her understanding and could not be analyzed. This was also the reason why she lost.

"Have you taken your medicine?"

"Yeah, I ate it yesterday."

The girl turned around and saw the opened cold medicine and half a glass of water on the bedside table.

"Haven't you eaten yet today?"

"Ah."

Menma answered weakly, and it seemed that he might lose consciousness at any moment.

Suzuko Yuriko leaned out her upper body, supported herself on the slightly hard bed board with one hand, and slowly approached Menma. With the other hand, she lifted up her bangs and gently placed them on Menma's forehead.

Because Yuriko has been using reflexes to regulate the heat around her body for a long time, her body temperature is always lower than that of other people in the summer.

The palm of her hand was placed on the boy's forehead, and her fingers were long and elegant, like a beautiful painting.

Her palms have a unique scent, which is the natural oil secreted from her skin, mixed with the smell of female hormones.

Yuriko's eyes were full of care and tenderness, and she murmured to herself, "Sure enough, the fever hasn't subsided."

With a sigh, Yuriko stood up, found the electric kettle, filled it with water, plugged it in and boiled it.

After the water cooled to the appropriate temperature, Suzuko Yuriko woke the sleeping boy up.

But Menma seemed to have fallen deeply into the world of sleep.

No matter how Yuriko shook his body, he couldn't wake up.

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Yuriko looked at the weak Menma on the bed and asked softly, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

It was unknown whether he did it intentionally or not, but Uzumaki Menma muttered to himself.

"Eight Level 5s seem too many..."

"It would be nice if I could get to seventh place..."

"I understand." Yuriko nodded.

Yuriko found a towel from the bathroom, wet it and wrung it out, then placed it on Menma's forehead and whispered, "Wait until I come back."

Starting tonight, the seventh Level 5 warrior, Sogiita, has completely disappeared from Academy City.

The next morning, Suzuko Yuriko left and Uzumaki Menma returned to his "healthy" state in seconds.

It was as if the previous illness had completely disappeared.

Then, he was asked out again via email from Kuroko Shirai.

After being busy all day, Uzumaki Menma didn't go back until the evening.

Heizi made a request: "Hey, I want to go to your house."

"Don't get me wrong, this is what my elder sister wanted me to do, to keep a close eye on you."

In fact, this is her true inner heart...

On the one hand, I feel ashamed for being so nervous...

On the other hand, she couldn't suppress her inner anticipation of being alone in a room with this guy.

Menma didn't care, or perhaps the plot he set was supposed to go this way.

The apartment where Menma Uzumaki lives is far away...

The two of them were slow for a long time, to the point that Menma was complaining, "Don't you know how to teleport? Why don't you use your ability to take me away?"

Kuroko was just making excuses for feeling unwell, but in reality she was enjoying the present situation of her walking date.

Shirai Kuroko walked on the road, her steps were light, as if every step carried a melody.

The setting sun on the streets danced through her hair, casting a soft glow on her figure.

The tsundere look couldn't hide the satisfaction and happiness on his face, which was a kind of warmth that only this guy was by his side.

Walking side by side, in step...

It was as if each other's thoughts were conveyed in silence.

Kuroko likes this feeling.

Kuroko glanced at Menma out of the corner of his eye. His profile looked even more delicate under the street light.

His eyes were focused on the road ahead, but he seemed to be looking at the scenery farther away. Although he had such an eccentric personality, he gave people an inexplicable sense of security.

A warm feeling surged in Shirai Kuroko's heart, and she hoped that this moment could last forever.

I took a deep breath, feeling the night breeze and the warmth of the street lights.

She knew that the happiness she had now was real, and she wanted to engrave this moment in her heart so that it would serve as motivation for her when she faced difficulties and challenges in the future.

If she could, she wished this moment could last forever.

I don't know how long it took, but I finally got downstairs...

There is no one he knows here, so Heizi doesn't need to pay attention to his surroundings.

The dull sound of the elevator soon stopped, and with a ding, the metal door opened to both sides.

The exit was so narrow that it was difficult for two people to walk side by side. Menma walked in front and crossed the corridor. The sensor lights above their heads lit up one after another.

They came to the room with Menma's name on the doorplate. Menma searched in his pocket, touched the keychain, opened the door, and turned on the light in the entrance.

Menma changed his shoes and made way for Kuroko to come in.

Although it was his first visit, Heizi didn't act polite. He just said arrogantly, "Sorry to bother you here, Heizi!" and went in.

Kuroko walked towards the low table facing the TV and looked around. Miss Tokiwadai was not shy at all.

Menma took a glass, filled it with black tea and placed it on the table.

The night is still very hot, and Heizi's mouth is already dry.

She muttered "air conditioner remote control" and searched to the bedside. She pressed the switch on the wall-mounted air conditioner, confirmed that the air conditioner was started normally, and sat down beside the bed.

Miss Heizi turned on the TV as if this place was her own home.

but......

Under this seemingly calm appearance, the heart is turbulent...

Pretending to be indifferent, humming a little tune, looking relaxed and at ease...

Her gaze was like an invisible thread, firmly grasping the boy's figure.

Heizi glanced at the guy secretly, then immediately looked away, as if he was afraid of discovering some secret.

Her heartbeat quickened and her face turned slightly red, but she tried hard to suppress it.

Menma walked towards her, and she immediately looked away nervously, pretending nothing had happened.

She crossed her arms, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and pretended to be indifferent.

However, her ears betrayed her, they were red, as if announcing her secret.

Menma came closer and she felt her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

She wanted to calm down, but found that her body had reacted before her thoughts. Her face became even redder and her heartbeat became even more violent. She felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

She tried hard to suppress her emotions, not wanting the boy to see her feelings, but...

Her eyes always fell on him involuntarily, observing his subtle reactions.

Every expression, every movement, and every word of Uzumaki Menma seemed to have left a deep mark on her heart.

Kuroko's heart was moved by his words and actions, and her emotions were influenced by his reactions.

She seemed to hope that this guy could sense her feelings and that she could have further communication and contact with him.

However, she was afraid of being rejected and her feelings being exposed.

At the same time, her heart is conflicted...

How could I possibly like this guy?

"It's getting late, I'm going to take a shower first."

"The room will be almost cool by the time I finish my shower."

Kuroko finished the tea in his cup, stood up and walked towards Menma's closet.

"Senior, can you lend me your sportswear?"

Menma waved his hand weakly to indicate that it was okay, and lay down on the floor.

Kuroko opened the closet and looked for where his sportswear was placed, and at the same time checked whether the clothes he had bought for him before had been thrown away as garbage.

Soon, Heizi found the clothes, but suddenly, she realized that the clothing was classified too neatly, which was a little different from the feeling this guy gave people.

Is this lazy guy such a fan of neat and tidy things?

It's almost like someone else helped to organize it.

Kuroko took out his blue sportswear and as he closed the closet, he looked around Menma's room again.

Could it be that this guy cleaned it specially considering that I would come?

Come to think of it, the smell of this room seems to be...

There is always a familiar feeling...

Kuroko walked towards the bathroom confused.

"Then I'm going to take a shower first, so don't peek."