Naruto, Uzumaki Menma, just wants to conquer the world

The laughter of Uchiha, the laughter of colleagues, the laughter of neighbors...

He still remembers this shame vividly even ten years later.

Scorpio saw all of this.

It's really interesting...

The time Miss Scorpion and the boy spend together is no less than that spent together by Princess Snake and the boy.

over time......

Before he knew it, Scorpion had visited Konoha many times.

At the beginning, she would use the reason of "collecting intelligence" to deal with the leader.

After a long time, they even stopped noticing and just acted secretly and on their own.

Every time, she would create a puppet body that was suitable for its age, and she didn't mind the trouble.

It was Miss Scorpion who pushed Kakuzu to agree to mentor Menma.

That day, Kakuzu, who was secretly doing private work in Konoha to earn extra money, was found by Scorpion: "Is it really okay to act behind the leader's back and accept Konoha's employment?"

"If I tell this to the chief, your life will also come to an end, right?"

Faced with the threat, Kakuzu, who had the dignity of a strong man, naturally did not buy it: "Huh? Are you blackmailing me?"

I can't defeat the Rinnegan, but can't I defeat you?

I guess Miss Kakuzu should have this mentality, right?

Miss Scorpion, who had no intention of causing a conflict with her, did not continue to provoke her, but directly stated her purpose: she hoped that she could agree to Uzumaki Menma's request.

"What? You want me to teach that brat?"

"One hundred million taels, is that enough?"

So, the deal was done.

The pursuit of ninjutsu...

The pursuit of puppetry...

Both femme fatales are alike.

Then there is the unavoidable question: Is this what they use to fill the void in their hearts?

Unable to be loved, unable to feel cared for, unable to feel happy...

Menma knows this very well: some people will always brainwash themselves and convince themselves that if no one loves them, they should love themselves.

This kind of strength is sad.

The hole inside still exists.

Because, isn’t this exactly me?

What we treasure more than material things are the people who love, understand and accompany us.

Precisely because humans are such a cunning and shameless species, it is even more so that close people who accompany us throughout our lives are extremely precious.

Does love exist?

Just like whether a perfect circle actually exists.

Presumably, it exists in people's hearts?

However, this is the twisted teenager's understanding of love:

Love is deceptive.

As a false illusion of mirror reflection, love is essentially a deception.

Love is deceptive because it involves giving something you don't have.

Love is giving what you don't have.

Love is not directed toward what the beloved has, but toward what he lacks, toward the nothingness beyond him.

The object is given value because it fills the missing position.

Because you understand yourself, you know how to conquer yourself.

Because we understand love, we know how to love.

So, all he did was do the opposite.

Asasi, Asasi, Asasi...

Cheating, cheating, cheating...

You expect to be loved, and I will satisfy you.

Drown in my lies!

Immerse yourself in the happiness built by lies until death!

I will be the sun from which all things grow.

That's it, whether it's a snake or a scorpion, they are all things that enter his indiscriminate gravitational circle and cannot escape.

Time returns to the present.

Under the veil, Kakuzu raised the corners of his mouth and asked, "Is this really okay? Training the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki will make you a traitor."

Laughing? Or a wry smile?

She doesn't know it herself.

"I'll add to the commission later." Scorpion said, turned and left.

Looking at the red-haired girl's receding back, Kakuzu crossed his arms and shook his head, saying, "It's really hard to understand."

However, Akatsuki is such an organization: everyone has their own ulterior motives and impure intentions; their combat power is inflated, but in reality they are scattered.

Compared to groups that are united by the concepts of "clan", "ninja village" and "will of fire", the Akatsuki organization is really fragile.

053 Shura Field: What will happen when a little snake and a little scorpion meet?

This is Kiba Inuzuka's daily routine. Today she needs to purchase daily necessities for the family, including the raw materials for making special food pills for ninja dogs.

He held a bunch of scrolls in his arms, and these scrolls contained all those supplies.

However, her mind was elsewhere.

Not everyone is as heartless as Sakura. Just like Kiba now, she is still frowning over her failure in the Chunin Exam.

I can't catch up with her.

Logically speaking, losing to Miss Naruko was understandable, but...

I don't feel that warmth from her.

After an unknown amount of time, that familiar voice pulled her out of her thoughts: "Hey, hey, hey, don't be so stingy!"

She looked in the direction of the sound.

Oh, Menma is buying things on credit at a women's clothing store.

It's really strange that this guy would come to this kind of store. Could he have some special hobby?

The teeth shivered.

Well, just ignore him, don't bother yourself with this guy, you will only be unlucky if you meet him.

Ya tried to convince himself and continued moving forward.

One step, two steps, three steps...

However......

"Don't say that! We are all neighbors, folks from the same village, it's New Year's Day, and I'm just a child. Don't you trust me? The monk can run away, but the temple cannot. I'll just pay you the bill next time!"

Finally she couldn't stand it anymore.

While Menma was still bargaining with the shop owner, Kiba's voice came: "How much is it? I'll pay for him!"

On the way, Menma was carrying a lot of bags, and Ya beside him kept scolding him:

"It's such a disgrace."

"You've already become a Chunin, yet you still do such shameless things."

"Don't tell me you know me, I don't know you either."

The tsundere girl is holding a bag of scrolls, and the boy is carrying large and small bags and being scolded. What does this incongruity look like?

Even passers-by thought they looked a good match.

Um......

They should be lovers, right?

"And one more thing! Miss Naruko can't know about this. Is that clear?"

"What is it?"

Menma's confused look made Ya very angry.

"It's about me meeting you, idiot."

Ya asked again: "What on earth do you want to do by buying so many women's clothes? Don't really have that kind of disgusting habit."

"Of course it's for those in need."

Ya snorted coldly.

Although she showed such disdain, she still cared: Who was it prepared for?

Ya's little eyes would glance at him from time to time, glaring at him.

Menma looked up at the sky, thinking about something. I don't know what he was thinking of.

After a while, he suddenly said, "Why don't you try it on?"

"what?"

In a blink of an eye, she was dragged to Menma's home.

I could have resisted, I could have broken free, but...

Apart from expressing her dissatisfaction with symbolic curses, she reluctantly complied with the other party.

Put on all kinds of clothes...

"Ohhhh, so cute!"

"Yeah, this one works too."

"Sure enough, she looks good in anything she wears!"

Unable to bear Menma's praise, she stamped her feet angrily: "Shut up! By the way, why should I accompany you to do this kind of thing!"

Her face is as red as an apple.

The ferocious fangs, the patterns on the face, and the girl’s shyness make up a beautiful picture.

She usually dresses like a boy, but today she wears these beautiful girls' clothes. The contrast is great.

His cheeks were puffy, as if he was sulking.

The look of contempt, as if looking at garbage, is even more exciting.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry." Menma coaxed skillfully: "I'll just give you these clothes, as a way of expressing my gratitude for you paying for me."

I picked up a few bags of clothes and stuffed them into her arms.

Then, he pushed her out.

Holding the clothes and scroll, he leaned against the door, feeling lost.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, nodded and murmured, "Well, let's go home."

But when she returned home and finished her family work, she was still so anxious when she returned to her room.

My breathing became rapid, my heart beat faster, my brain could not think calmly, and I had endless fantasies...