In Konoha, Naruto lies down

"Then you'd be a good person."

"What do you mean?" Ino didn't understand. Her soft lips opened slightly and she stared at him.

"Nothing, I'm going to take a shower." He left decisively.

By the time Naruto came out of the shower, Ino had already dried her hair. She didn't go back to her room immediately. Instead, she sat on the sofa, concentrating on fiddling with something under the lamp.

When I got closer, I saw that it was a communicator.

"Why did you bring it out?" He wiped his hair, leaned back on the sofa, and glanced at her. "You have to take time off to work while fulfilling your filial duty. Isn't that hard?"

"After all, it's my own business, so it's not that hard." Ino was in high spirits, fiddling with the communicator on the table, which was of who knows what generation, and frowning from time to time.

"What generation is it?"

"Twelve." Ino said without looking up.

"It's almost ready. After we get back, find some time to tell Lady Tsunade about the communicator. It's almost time to put it on the agenda," he said.

"Ah? But I'm not sure yet, what if..." Ino looked up and looked at him nervously.

"What if there is a better one? What if there is a loophole? Are you worried about that?" Naruto raised his hand, placed it on the armrest, and asked with squinted eyes.

".......Yes." Ino hesitated for a moment, looking somewhat frustrated. "The village's information security cannot be compromised. If anything goes wrong, I...maybe even Father and Tsunade-sama will be implicated."

"Don't overthink it." Naruto smiled and said, "This is easy. Just test it first. Besides, the village really needs it, and Lady Tsunade supports it. Just go for it without hesitation."

"Yeah." Ino lowered her head, revealing her fair neck. She fiddled with the communicator, thinking about what Naruto had just said, but no ideas came to her mind.

Naruto saw her holding the communicator in a daze and couldn't help but ask.

"Have you washed your feet?"

"What!" Ino immediately became alert. Thinking that this person had a hidden foot fetish, she couldn't help but retract her white feet.

"Just ask."

"Impossible! You definitely want to touch it!"

"Yes, I suppose."

Ino: “…”

This time, it was Ino's turn to be at a loss for words. After a long silence, she looked up and saw Naruto waving her over. The dimly lit living room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"What for?" She was a little reluctant, but still stood up and sat over, but still kept a distance of three palms' widths between them.

"I want to kiss you."

Ino thought this guy was too shameless, but he was also good at saying sweet words. Even though she was obviously reluctant to do something, he coaxed her into agreeing half-heartedly.

The main reason was that Ino also enjoyed the intimacy with Naruto, whether it was holding hands or kissing. Whenever they interacted, her heart always felt as satisfied as if it were filled with honey.

Many times she didn't want to say it out loud because she was afraid he would push her too far. Ino felt that this pace was just right, not too fast or too slow, a speed she could accept.

"You can only kiss me once, and you are not allowed to touch me with your hands." She said with a stern face.

"it is good."

After the two finished their shower, their breaths blended together, they kissed for a moment before separating. Ino was a little breathless, her face flushed. Whether she was comfortable or not was clear on her face, no need to ask.

This is what Naruto likes about Ino: she says one thing but does another.

But since he promised not to touch her, he really didn't move his hands. He restrained himself and kissed her for a while before letting go. After all, this wasn't his home, nor was it a private place.

The old lady probably fell asleep, but it was hard to say whether she was dead or not. The two of them were full of energy and blood, and the parts that needed to mature had already matured. If the fire started to ignite, it would be troublesome.

A young man of this age is as strong as iron, and it would be a lie to say he doesn't want it. But after all, he still has some restraint and is not completely controlled by desire. He knows when it is appropriate and when it is not.

It was inappropriate now. If something went wrong, he could just walk away. But Ino would be hurt, and it would affect her relationship with the old lady.

Given the old lady's stubborn personality, she will probably be left alone by then. It will be troublesome if the old lady becomes so arrogant that she even ignores Ino.

That was something he didn't want to see, and he was too lazy to create unnecessary trouble.

"Naruto." Ino's face flushed, her eyes flashing with a hazy light, she leaned closer to him and murmured, "Why does kissing feel so good?"

"It would be more comfortable if I could do it myself," he said.

"No, it will get weird." Ino pushed him away and hurried back to the room, leaving Naruto with only his back.

Naruto pulled the towel scattered on the sofa, which he took from the sealed space, wiped his head hastily, and lowered his head to fall into deep thought.

When they were about to go out, Sakura behaved a little strangely.

Even though I've brought that Nine-Tailed Fox up there, I don't know if anything will go wrong, but I hope not. Thinking about it this way, I actually have a lot of worries.

If you don't get involved in many things, then they're none of your business. If you really get involved in everything, you'll probably be so worried that you can't sleep every day. Fortunately, he doesn't have a conscience and only cares about a small number of things.

Close the door.

Ino's back was pressed against the door, and she slid down weakly. She liked this kind of intimacy, whether it was kissing or holding hands, it was very comfortable.

But she found that Naruto didn't seem that satisfied, and looked uninterested. It was as if...as if he was just doing that to appease her.

She always felt that she had to do something, but after struggling for a long time, she was still hesitant. She knew his living habits, but it was difficult to guess what he was thinking.

Ino leaned against the door, swallowed, and her ears turned red.

“I’m really crazy…”

With a click, Naruto looked up and saw Ino walking out of the room quickly. Without saying anything, she pushed him down on the sofa and started nibbling him for a while.

Chapter 307: You can’t always be passive, expectations can always be realized

Naruto was a little confused. What was going on? Was he...going to be teased by Ino?

What kind of heaven-defying script was this? A stroke of luck from heaven? But before he could figure it out, Ino, who had taken the initiative for the first time, had already wiped her mouth and stood up silently.

"Goodbye." She said this and turned away.

"????" Naruto was stunned for a while, picked up the water cup on the table and wanted to drink it, but put it down again when it reached his mouth.

What a fool! I was caught completely off guard and didn't gain any advantage at all. However, this unexpected kiss was indeed quite pleasant.

He touched his lips and took a sip of water.

"I'm too embarrassed to see anyone!"

In the room, Ino swallowed a mouthful of water to catch her breath, then put the cup down. Her head was buzzing. She was even shocked. How stupid she was.

How could I have come up with such a bad idea? I just did it on impulse. When I came to my senses, I had lost all control.

"Ah!! How could... this happen!" She fell on the bed and rolled back and forth, and then paused as if she thought of something.

Then he continued rolling around, blaming himself in his heart for being so stupid!

The next day, after getting up, Ino ran into Naruto who was washing up. Her heart skipped a beat. She quickly lowered her head, pretending nothing had happened and trying to avoid him.

"Last night..." Naruto stopped her.

"I know nothing! You don't remember anything!" Ino lowered her head and ran away from him. In the morning sunlight, the tips of her ears turned red.

In the morning, Naruto took out the fan-blade lawn mower from the sealed space and cleared the weeds in the yard.

"How do you have such a thing?"

"I like to collect tools to be prepared." He pulled the chain, and the roar of the lawn mower was earth-shaking, and it was extremely terrifying just to hear it.

Ino was dumbfounded, watching Naruto wield the lawn mower and slaughter everyone. Countless grass fragments flew everywhere, and the buzzing sound of cutting was so loud that even Uchiha Itachi would have to calm down.

The old lady stood at the window, watching the two people fighting in the yard, with no expression on her face.

Once people really fall in love with someone, they will be anxious about gains and losses, and feel insecure. Their hearts are always hanging, tightly tied to the other person.

From now on, all my joys, sorrows, anger and happiness are related to him.

These old ladies all understood, and she had no intention of telling Ino anything, nor did she want to break them up. At her age, she just wanted to take one more look.

A break.

Ino suddenly looked up at him and asked without warning.

"Will you not want me?"

"Why do you ask?" Naruto was a little surprised. The lawn mower was under his feet. It had just been overheated and he had poured some water on it. It was still steaming on the ground.

"I just want to know, tell me first." Ino said.

"No," he said, "I'm not crazy. I won't leave you."

"What if it gets flooded?"

"Ino, your question is meaningless." Naruto was a little speechless. "If you have water in your brain, then you are dead. If you are dead, then you have no control over your own life."

"No! You can't leave me even if you die!"

"What?" Naruto tilted his head. He really didn't know what women's minds were like. "Auntie, do I have the final say on what happens after I die?"

"I'm not the God of Death. If I were, I would make you immortal and never die."

"Humph, if you were the God of Death, I wouldn't be with you." Ino said a little arrogantly, "I've seen the portrait of the God of Death, it's so ugly, and the mask you have is also ugly."

A few years ago, Naruto had plundered the Uzumaki clan's shrine of all the god masks, and Ino had been watching. It was normal for her to remember that.

"Oh, you don't want to be with me anymore because you're not pretty anymore?" Naruto said sourly.

"Oh! I was just speaking as an analogy."

"I'm just using an analogy."

Ino: “….”

She pinched the soft flesh on Naruto's waist and turned back to the yard. Naruto gasped, touching his waist while lamenting the blindness of a girl in love.

Ino always appears generous and sensible in front of others, but when she's around him, she always has some inexplicable questions and a bad temper.

Although it's cute, it can also be quite troublesome. It's a mixture of pain and happiness, so I'll just have to endure it for now.

Outside, Naruto continued to mow the grass with his head down. Ino was already drinking hot water from a cup. It was the old lady who really suggested drinking more hot water.

As soon as Ino returned to the living room, she was caught by the old lady. She obediently took a cup of hot water and drank it in small sips while sitting on the sofa.

"Grandma, I can't finish it."

"No, one cup is only so much." The old lady said ruthlessly, with a stern face, "Now you have to plan for the future. It's cold, so drink more hot water."

"Otherwise, if you don't take good care of your body, you'll easily develop a chronic illness in the future, and you'll have to bear the consequences."

"The root of the disease? What's the root of the disease?" Ino blinked, holding the steaming cup with a confused look on her face. "Grandma, I'm a ninja and I'm in good health."

"Ninja? Ninjas don't have children?" The old lady's words made Ino shut up and drink hot water obediently.

If Naruto saw this scene, he would definitely sigh that there is always a way out. You have always had the upper hand, and now, the old lady is so powerful.

The little tsundere still couldn't stand up to the old tsundere. Ino finished drinking the hot water, put down the cup and went into the room. The old lady shook her head helplessly and slowly closed her eyes.

In the room, Ino quietly closed the window. She tiptoed to the door and listened for a while before confidently taking a book out of her luggage.

Blushing, my heart raced as I flipped open the page, which was filled with all sorts of jargon, including papaya, honey, milk, and a whole host of other formulas.

After a busy day, near dusk, Naruto finally cleared the weeds in the surrounding courtyards. After a quick look around, the entire mansion was clean.

Excluding the small courtyard where the old lady lived alone, the entire mansion was quite large, but it was basically abandoned. Naruto only weeded it roughly, which was not a very heavy workload.

He cooked as usual in the evening, but when he served the food he found that Ino had a strange look on her face.

"What did you do? Why is your face so red?" he asked directly.

"Nothing! Idiot!" Ino yelled at him, not letting him ask any further questions.

The old lady ate in silence, not even looking at them. She didn't have much of an appetite, so she ate one bowl and left, leaving the table for the young man.

"My period...is coming?"

"Pervert!! Go to hell!"

........

After nightfall, Ino ignored him, took a shower angrily and returned to her room alone. Naruto didn't bother to ask, planning to wait until she calmed down.

In less than ten minutes, Ino's anger subsided. She carefully opened the door and tiptoed over like a thief, as if she was going to try her old trick again.

"What are you doing?"

"Kiss...kiss." Ino said embarrassedly, folding her hands.