Naruto, Uzumaki Menma, just wants to conquer the world

"Wait a minute, the Hokage-sama should issue an order soon."

When she heard this, the sky fell down on her, and the vest in her arms fell to the ground, just like her broken heart.

The Kingdom of Waves is a poor country.

On the streets of this poor small country town, the air is filled with a dull and depressing atmosphere.

Most of the houses on both sides of the street are dilapidated, with traces of time left on the walls.

There were few pedestrians on the street. They walked hurriedly with tired faces. Occasionally, a few skinny poultry were foraging in the garbage heap on the roadside, making a few weak cries from time to time.

There are almost no decent shops on the street, only a few simple small stalls, and the stall owners are quietly running their small businesses.

These stalls are filled with cheap daily necessities, from clothing to food, all of which are the most basic necessities.

Occasionally, a few customers would stop in front of the stalls, carefully selecting goods, their faces filled with the hardships of life.

The breeze blew by, bringing with it a choking smell of the city, as if mixed with the taste of poverty and despair.

Every corner of the street exudes a feeling of desolation, which makes people feel sad and helpless about the poverty situation of this small country.

On the busy streets, Naruko and Menma became the focus of everyone's attention.

Mingzi handcuffed the boy's right hand tightly, and the other handcuff was connected to her left hand. The two handcuffs were connected by a 1-meter-long iron chain, moving slowly on the street like a unique landscape.

The people around cast curious glances...

Some were surprised, some were puzzled, and some looked worried.

However, Naruko didn't seem to mind the looks, her eyes were only on Menma.

Her face was filled with satisfaction and pride, as if declaring her sovereignty.

She believed that no one in this world could separate them.

Menma seemed a little embarrassed and uneasy. He tried to break free from the handcuffs, but it was in vain.

I still remember Naruko saying, "These are the special handcuffs I borrowed from Miss Snake. No one can open them without the key."

Menma felt the strange looks from the people around him, and felt extremely tormented.

shame!

What a shame!

However, Menma was unable to resist Naruko.

The two walked past a small shop, and the children in front of the shop poked their heads out and looked at them curiously.

Naruko smiled and waved at the children, as if showing off her trophy to the outside world.

Menma lowered his head and tried to avoid people's gaze.

When they passed another store, the owner couldn't help but cast a questioning look at them. He seemed to want to understand the situation, but Naruko just smiled and shook his head without giving any explanation.

The looks from all around made Menma feel more and more uncomfortable.

As time went by, the two gradually walked to a relatively quiet corner where there were not many people.

Naruko stopped, leaned gently against the tree, closed her eyes, and felt the sound of the wind, as if at this moment, there were only the two of them left in the world.

"Do you think they're all looking at us?" Naruko asked quietly, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.

Menma nodded perfunctorily but said nothing.

"Don't you really like the attention?" Naruko asked back, a hint of teasing in her tone.

This time Menma did not express his opinion.

He likes to be noticed, but he doesn't like to be noticed in this way. He likes to be noticed in the way he likes to be noticed.

"Then let them watch." Naruko smiled softly, "Those guys are just envious of the relationship between us."

Menma did not respond. He didn't know how to respond to such absurd idea. He just hoped to find an opportunity to escape from this guy's control.

Namikaze Naruko and Uzumaki Menma eat and live together, and even take a bath at the same time. Naruko keeps a close eye on Menma.

Naruko whispered her fantasies in his ear every day:

It was a life full of happiness...

She imagined marrying him, walking down the aisle hand in hand, exchanging vows amid the envious gazes of the crowd...

She imagined creating a warm home with him, decorating it warm and comfortable, and spending sweet time together every day...

She imagined having children with him, watching their little faces bloom with innocent smiles, and listening to their tender voices calling for mom and dad...

She imagined walking hand in hand with him at sunset, with their hair grey and their love still as strong as ever.

Her eyes were shining with endless obsession and fanaticism, making Menma feel that no matter what he complained or refuted, she would make it into fried pork with ginger and eat it.

Every day, she would nag these fantasies in Menma's ears, as if she was brainwashing him, and Menma gritted his teeth and endured it.

When Menma asked questions like "How are you going to save the people of Konoha?" and "What methods do you have?"

Naruko simply stopped acting.

"That kind of thing doesn't matter at all."

"Let's wait ten years before we figure it out."

Finally one day, Menma remembered the technique to remove the shackles from Schrödinger's memory.

Then......

Without hesitation, he dropped Naruko and ran away.

Run away, run away, escape from the yandere!

In the dense forest, Naruko wandered aimlessly.

Like a ghost wandering in the forest, her figure loomed among the towering trees.

Her eyes were filled with an almost crazy persistence, as if she was searching for some priceless treasure.

"Menma, where are you~"

"Menma, come out quickly, you can't run away~"

Her voice is gentle and sweet, like sweet honey, which makes people involuntarily indulge in it.

The sound seemed like a melody floating in the wind, permeating every corner of the forest.

"It's very cold outside, Menma, why don't you come back with me?～"

That is definitely not pure care, it is a morbid obsession and a strong possessiveness.

Menma, hiding in the woods, felt nervous and could hardly breathe.

He covered his mouth tightly, fearing that the slightest sound would attract the attention of that "crazy woman".

His eyes wandered in the darkness of the forest, trying to find a way to escape, but the girl's voice was like an invisible chain that bound him tightly...

The sound of my heartbeat echoed in the silent forest, and every beat was accompanied by fear and despair...

Even on the front lines where one could die at any time, Menma had never been so frightened, right?

Naruko wandered through the forest, her figure moving through the leaves like a wild animal on the hunt.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you. I made delicious food for you~"

Her voice kept ringing, it was the call of the devil, and we must not be fooled.

Menma felt his body gradually becoming rigid and he dared not move for fear of being discovered.

Time seemed to be so long, and every minute and every second was filled with tension and fear.

Menma closed his eyes, trying to use the darkness to cover up the fear in his heart, but the voice kept ringing in his ears like a ghost.

Gradually, the sky began to darken, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled over the forest, covering the forest with a golden coat.

Naruko is still searching for Menma relentlessly. It must be said that she has really good physical strength and doesn't feel tired at all, but she is still firmly calling out Menma's name.

Menma curled up in a corner, his physical and mental exhaustion and fear intertwined together, almost making him collapse.

His body was tense, every nerve was on edge, and he felt that any relaxation would bring about a catastrophic disaster.

There would be absolutely no chance of escape if I were caught, Menma thought.

He didn't know if he could make it through this long night.

He began to miss the warmth and security of home, Xiaojiu's fragrant feet and Hongdou's stinky feet (crossed out).

However, no matter how he struggled and how scared he was, Naruko's voice always echoed in his ears.

As night fell, the forest fell into complete darkness.

The figure of the sickly girl gradually disappeared into the night, but her voice still echoed.

Menma had no choice but to continue waiting, waiting for the dawn to come.

After an unknown amount of time, a ray of dawn light shone through the gaps between the leaves onto the forest floor.

Menma's eyes opened slightly, and he saw the dawn of hope illuminating this dark world.

It seemed that Naruko's voice had stopped for a long time, and she must have left.

Menma breathed a sigh of relief after coming to this conclusion.

After enduring this long night, Menma was still a little scared, but he knew that he had gotten rid of Naruko's entanglement.

He stood up, gathered his energy, and prepared to walk out of the forest.

"Menma, I..."

"I found you~"

Naruko's voice.

The moment Menma turned around, he found Naruko standing in front of him. Her eyes were cold and sharp, as if she could see through his heart.

Menma was so frightened that his soul left his body and his body was so stiff that he couldn't move.

190 Locked in the basement: Yandere Naruko forces Menma to become a slave? Ah!

Naruko stared at Menma, her fingers pinching her hair unconsciously, her tone trembling slightly as she questioned, "Why did you run away?"

Her voice echoed in the silent forest with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Menma's face was pale, his eyes were full of fear, it was a feeling of "if you answer wrong, you will be chopped by a hatchet."

"I, I." Menma stammered.

All the mean and shameless wisdom of the past was like a paper tiger in front of the yandere.

Naruko slowly took a step forward, a twisted smile on her face, as if she was enjoying Menma's frightened look.

Her fair little hand gently stroked Menma's cheek, and the cold fingertips made Menma shiver.

"You shouldn't have left me." Naruko's tone was filled with deep resentment and despair, "You are my only one, and I don't mean to hurt you, so why did you run away?"

Menma's body was shaking uncontrollably.

He tried to break free from Naruko's grasp, but the cold hands seemed to clamp him from the soul, preventing him from moving.

He felt his heartbeat quicken, his breathing became rapid, and the fear almost suffocated him.

"I, I didn't want to run away." Menma finally squeezed out a few words, but his voice was almost blown away by the wind.

Naruko shook her head slowly, her eyes gleaming with an indescribable light.

"No, you are," she whispered, "You are afraid of me. I can feel that you want to leave me."

She gently traced her fingers over Menma's throat, the cold touch making him shudder.

Although it was just a gentle touch, he felt his breathing becoming increasingly difficult, as if something was tightly strangling his throat.

Is it a psychological effect?

It's a psychological effect.

"You don't understand." Naruko continued, "Our blood is connected. It is destined that we are inseparable. No matter how far you run, you can't escape our fate."

Her words made Menma feel indescribable despair.