In Konoha, Naruto lies down

He probably knew that Ino wouldn't believe his arbitrary answer, and half-truths were the most misleading. So, Ino felt more at ease.

Some things cannot be changed by just talking about them. The best way is to test them half-truthfully, make changes little by little, and get closer to the truth.

"Where are you going back to?" Naruto suddenly asked.

"Where do you mean? Home." Ino was confused for a moment, then turned around and asked.

"Which home?" he asked.

Ino smiled with her lips pursed, as bright as a flower, and turned towards him with her hands behind her back, her eyes full of happiness.

"you guess?"

……

Naruto stood at the door of a flower shop in the mountains, feeling a bit depressed. Guess? Guess what!

As usual, he stood by the big blue tree for a while, until he saw the window in Ino's room rustled open and she waved at him.

This was their secret code, usually at this time it was considered a formal farewell, meaning Naruto could go home. But this time he didn't just turn around and leave, thinking back to the scene where Ino had teased him just now.

Suddenly, he had an impulse and wanted to retaliate. He couldn't let her walk into the bathroom humming a song and carrying clothes triumphantly.

Naruto raised his hands above his head and smoothly made a heart shape with the shape of a heart towards Ino who was standing by the window. The next moment, Ino let out a soft cry and hurriedly closed the window.

"Uzumaki Naruto, you want to die!" Ino hid behind the window, her heart pounding, secretly worrying whether her old father had seen what happened just now.

Listening to the unbridled laughter outside, she became even more angry and vowed to punish that guy severely the next time she saw him. Next time, she would wear her stinky socks, step on his mouth, and let him tease her!

snort!

Under the big blue tree, Naruto laughed for a while and then went back.

Walking alone on the streets of Konoha, he suddenly stopped when the night wind blew. He looked up at the night sky and frowned, as if he was recalling something.

"Did I forget something?" he muttered to himself.

Konoha Hospital, duty room.

Hei Ying hadn't had a smooth day. Perhaps it was because of that guy's attitude yesterday, who said he'd do it again today. So, even though she never made mistakes, she wasn't in the right mood today.

Fortunately, she wasn't involved in any important work and had applied to stay in the duty room to sort out documents. Even so, she was still complained by difficult patients, and she was at a loss as to what to do.

It was lunchtime when she remembered that she had forgotten to eat.

In the afternoon, she was hungry and bought some food, but she accidentally fell on the stairs and the food was scattered all over the place. She just frowned and silently cleaned up the mess in the corridor.

As night fell, Xiaoying, hungry all day, felt a little numb. Holding her pen, she sat blankly in her seat, letting time slip away. She waited until midnight, but no one showed up.

Late at night, she was convinced she'd been stood up, but she was still in a good mood. She smiled at the mirror, went downstairs to buy some food, and ate it while squatting under a streetlight.

She remembered the sizzling sound of freshly fried tempura, but she had forgotten the taste of the dipping sauce. She checked her stomach to make sure she had eaten.

There was a voice deep down inside that kept suppressing itself, saying, "Stop hiding, stop hiding. There's nothing to be afraid of. Isn't this exactly what you want? Now that I've tricked him out, it's okay to disappear quietly."

But why was the day so messed up, why was it so uncomfortable? She sat under the lamp for a while, walked to the cabinet, opened the private wardrobe with the key, and took out her underwear.

Her face was expressionless as she pursed her lips and walked into the bathroom. She changed her clothes and folded them aside. She tested the water and started the shower. While washing her hair, dirty water flowed into her eyes, and the more she rubbed them, the more it itched she felt.

She subconsciously went to get some water to wash, but in a panic her hand touched the hot water pipe. The sudden pain made her emotions, which had been suppressed for days, collapse instantly.

No need to collect water to wash, tears kept pouring out of her eyes. She squatted down naked and helpless, biting her wrist and crying in the small shower room.

She cried until she was out of breath, but her voice was suppressed in the small shower room until the mist gradually submerged her figure.

Until she could no longer be seen from outside as she squatted on the shower floor and cried, until she was completely silent.

Chapter 334 Things will always turn around, everything is heading in a good direction

In the living room, the silly dog ​​on the sofa heard the door open and stood up to take a look.

The orange light from the entrance was long and narrow, casting a neat edge on the wall. There was a rustling sound, and Naruto returned, yawning.

"Why are you back so late?"

"Late? How late can it be now..." He turned his head and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost midnight, which was indeed a bit late.

"Why do you care so much?" Naruto was too lazy to explain to the Nine-Tails. It was just a silly dog. It must have no good intentions if it suddenly cared about him so much.

"Just asking, it's nothing." Kyuubi shrank back again.

While Naruto was on the road, he had already remembered what he had forgotten. However, when he thought about Sakura hiding it from him, he suddenly lost interest and simply let it sit for a few days.

"I'm not a savior, damn it." He cursed under his breath and went straight into the bathroom to take a shower.

Knock, knock, knock. There was a knock on the bathroom door.

"What?"

Naruto was getting impatient. He was washing his hair when the shampoo got in his eyes. He wanted to kick that stupid dog twice. There was so much going on today.

"Um..." Kyuubi said cautiously through the glass bathroom door, "The pink-haired woman said she would bring me some wine, but she didn't come today."

Even though he was a little speechless, Naruto managed to calm down and suppress the slight irritation in his heart.

"If you didn't come, then you didn't come. Maybe tomorrow."

"Oh." Kyuubi turned back to the living room, jumped onto the sofa with a bang, and looked up at the ceiling.

Boom boom boom!

"What's wrong?" He was taking a shower.

"What if he doesn't come tomorrow?" Kyuubi asked worriedly.

A stupid dog is a stupid dog. Naruto didn't want to pay attention to him anymore and didn't say anything. But the Nine-Tails was knocking on the glass again, with a hint of urgency in his tone.

"What if you don't come the day after tomorrow?" It has even started to draw inferences from its past experience. Well, it's not a stupid dog anymore.

"I don't know." Naruto replied.

"What if you never come again! My wine, that's not..." Kyuubi's desperate voice came. It was the first time that the silly dog ​​was stood up, and his brain was broken.

"If you don't want to come, then don't come. Stop making noise!" Naruto opened the door with steam all over his body and went straight back to his room.

With a click, the door was closed and the living room fell into silence again.

Not long after, the door opened again.

Naruto was wearing slippers, his hair still wet, and walking towards the door while cursing.

"I really can't stand you, you stupid dog! Don't bother me anymore, damn, I can't even sleep! If I give you to her in the future, no one will worry about you."

With a bang, the door was slammed shut.

Konoha Hospital.

Sakura sat in her seat, her hair still a little wet at the ends. Her eyes were glazed over, and she couldn't make a sound. It wasn't that she'd cried herself hoarse, but rather that she was so overwhelmed that she couldn't speak.

She planned to sit here and process her emotions slowly, as long as the sun rose. It wasn't a big deal, just too much emotion, and she still had to do what needed to be done.

Go to work, then go home.

The clock on the wall ticked slowly, until a rapid knock on the door broke the silence in the duty room, and Sakura suddenly came back to her senses.

As if someone had pulled him out of the river, the low-pressure atmosphere was instantly broken.

She opened the door indifferently, just in time to see a lazy face, with dead eyes looking at her helplessly. He stood upright, but always gave people a feeling of slackness.

"The patient needs emergency treatment, and you're just hiding here alone?"

Sakura was stunned. She looked at Naruto, who was wearing slippers and had wet hair. She opened her mouth, uttered a syllable, and then didn't know what to say.

What the hell is this line? The patient needs emergency treatment?

The empty hospital corridors were silent, so where did the patient come from? Besides, she wasn't the right person to be called for emergency treatment; her expertise wasn't right for her.

"Where did the patient come from?" She opened her mouth, but her voice was a little low.

"Have you cried?" Naruto frowned and reached out to poke Sakura's forehead with his signature Itachi-style head-poking technique. "You're only a few hours late, why are you crying?"

"No." Sakura turned her head away, her eyes red.

He was actually in no mood to comfort anyone. Yasashi's character didn't quite fit him. Naruto turned around and looked around. There were still many ambiguous memories in the small duty room.

There is nothing beautiful about it, all my memories are filled with dirty talk and black stockings.

Thinking of this, his heart didn't seem so hard anymore. Waving his hand, he began to speak.

"Let me in first."

"Yeah." Sakura obediently gave up her seat, but she seemed to be in a bad mood.

Seeing that Sakura was still holding the cup, Naruto didn't react. He sat down in the seat Sakura had just been in and touched the teacup on the table.

With a rustling sound, the pink teacup slid across the table, making an abrupt noise.

"Pour me a hot cup."

Sakura nodded, took the cup obediently and went to the corner to get a cup of hot water. She walked slowly to Naruto and handed it to him reluctantly.

No matter how Sakura was sulking, he already had a rough idea of ​​what was going on when he saw her go get some water.

Naruto didn't pick it up, pretending not to notice. As if forgetting that he was the one who asked her to fetch the water, he changed the subject.

"Have you thought about it?"

"What?" Sakura's attention was indeed distracted. Her hand holding the cup of hot water felt a little sore, so she changed to holding it.

The heat from the cup seeped into her body from her palms little by little, and her brain gradually became clear again. She easily remembered what he had said yesterday.

[I don't have time to guess what you're thinking right now. We'll talk about it when you've made up your mind.]

"Have you thought it through?" Naruto asked again, his tone unfriendly.

He has now become the strong Uzumaki Naruto again, impatient, fearless and unscrupulous. Five or six years ago, he dared to overturn the table in a high-level meeting.

A large part of the reason was due to his personality, and another part was that he really didn't care about many things. Whether it was the upper echelons or Konoha, he could abandon them.

There is nothing that cannot be lost except one's life. This is his flexible moral bottom line, a little low, but very real.

Now he had something more in his life, but... it wasn't to the point of cleansing his soul. He wasn't a dog who would lick a woman until she was too tired to walk. If Hei Ying didn't obey, he would just give up.

No one likes to have trouble around them, and as for the nurse in black stockings and talking dirty, he could always find someone to replace her if he wanted.

"I've thought it over. I won't hide anything from you anymore." Sakura bowed her head and admitted her mistake.

She was indeed a little depressed just now. If Naruto stood at the door and asked her questions, Sakura might remain silent or say something angrily.

But Naruto asked her to pour a glass of water, a small obedience test. The pouring of water basically distracted most of her attention.

Most importantly, Black Sakura had regained consciousness and was no longer so petty. She was already very obedient, accepting orders to pour water and even holding the cup obediently when Naruto didn't take it.

It was based on these details that Naruto asked directly. If she was cold or continued to criticize him, Naruto would just turn around and leave.

If you can't speak, calm down and talk later. Time will make people compromise. She will think clearly that it is she who needs Naruto, not Naruto who needs her.

Reality is a bit cruel, but this is not a fairy tale. Redemption and being redeemed are mutual. Those who rush to the top are stupid dogs, stupider than the nine-tailed fox.

"It's good that you've figured it out. It's worth it that I ran around for you for half a month and lost twenty years of my life." Naruto threw a document on the table with a snap.

That was the top-secret document he got from Kakashi, the experimental record left by Orochimaru.

"Twenty years?" Sakura was so shocked that she almost dropped the cup in her hand. "What did you do? You..."

"I can't just watch you disappear. Konoha can't do anything, but the world is so big, there's always someone who can find a way." He leaned back in his chair, squinted his eyes, and said slowly.

"I lost some chakra to someone else, it's an exchange of benefits."

"I didn't do much, I just asked Orochimaru about the situation, and then asked about that guy from the Land of Rain... ahem, anyway, I have some clues now."

Naruto said this without blushing or beating his heart, but it was true, and he didn't lie. He just changed the order, and his twenty years of life were exchanged for Nagato.

He didn't need a lifespan at all, as his upper limit was unknown. As long as he survived, he could be a vigorous and vigorous scourge to the ninja world again in a few days.

He finally understood what peace in the Ninja World meant. The more muddy the waters of the Ninja World were, the safer he was. As long as the world didn't explode, everything would be peaceful.

"Then will your body..." Sakura was anxious for a moment, the word "no" was already on the tip of her throat, but she swallowed it back after thinking it over.

"...Will it cause strain?"

"It should be okay. If you piss me off less often, maybe I can live past forty."

He was quite decisive in handling matters, and since he felt that Hei Ying was not without merit, he would actually help her. He had no intention of staging a sadomasochistic romance.

After all, it's fun to torture the secretary, but chasing her will lead to a crematorium.