In Konoha, Naruto lies down

The apartment Naruto moved into this time was much more spacious than the old and shabby apartment, and the decoration was much more exquisite than the previous house. All the furniture and appliances were also equipped according to top-notch specifications.

"Just got back?" Ino leaned against the kitchen door, watching Naruto tiredly open the refrigerator and prepare to cook.

Large patches of sunlight poured in from the sunny floor-to-ceiling windows, falling into the clean and tidy living room, over the sofa, and onto Ino's straight, closed legs.

The calves are white and smooth, and the firm and tender leg curves are clearly visible.

"Ah."

Naruto clicked on the kettle and leaned against the marble counter in the kitchen, glancing at Ino before his gaze finally settled on his legs.

Ino's face twitched, and her originally proper smile gradually became unsustainable.

"Where are you looking?"

"Legs." Naruto said with a yawn.

Naruto originally thought that Ino would look at him with contempt and sneer at him, but Ino's face flushed red, and she looked completely confused.

"You're not thinking of anything weird, are you?"

"Absolutely not." Naruto denied it outright.

"Although I wouldn't mind being the object of someone's delusion." Ino laughed dryly, her eyes wandering around. "Generally speaking, boys at this age should start to become perverted."

Despite saying such shocking words, her face still blushed. It was easy to see that Ino was just trying her best to suppress her shyness and pretend to be strong.

"I don't understand what you are saying at all." Naruto's eyes lost their luster and he pointed at Ino's clothes and asked.

"But what's with you dressed like that?"

"Dress up? What do you mean?" Ino blinked rapidly, a very cute expression on her face, and answered the question irrelevantly, "Um...what are we having for lunch?"

"Is it still omurice?"

"Hello....."

"I ate it last time, so I suggest you try a different taste this time."

"Hey......"

"And, and that." Ino turned around and fell silently on the sofa without saying anything.

"strange."

Naruto stared at the ingredients, then glanced at Ino lying on the sofa. He felt that he should not be standing in the kitchen, but lying on the sofa.

"Ino."

Hearing the voice coming from her ear, Ino was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised her head to meet a pair of dead eyes. The distance between their noses was only about the length of a finger, and their eyes met.

"Ah!!" Ino screamed, then her face turned completely red. She buried her face in the sofa and begged in a muffled voice, "Don't ask, please don't ask."

"I won't ask anymore." Naruto was lying on the sofa on the other side. He looked like a completely dried salted fish and said weakly.

"Ino, I'll leave the cooking to you."

"I was badly injured outside. I had a hole in my chest and it hasn't fully healed yet."

Hearing this, Ino was stunned, and she stood up and crawled over nervously. She stared at Naruto's closed eyes, and her golden hair fluttered against Naruto's face, making him feel a little itchy.

Naruto opened his eyes and their eyes met again.

Ino's face gradually turned red, almost spreading all the way to her neck. Her hot breath puffed on his face, and she straightened up a little embarrassedly, looking away, and hurriedly tucked her hair behind her ear.

"I want to see the wound..."

Naruto didn't want to cook, so he lifted up his clothes without hesitation, revealing a hideous wound on his chest. Fortunately, it had scarred and was almost healed, but it looked scary.

"How did it happen?" Ino was indeed startled. She gently touched the scar with her hand and asked cautiously, "Does it hurt?"

"If you ask that, it hurts."

"How can you say that?"

Ino's attention was focused on the scar. Naruto's eyelids were heavy, half-closed, and all he wanted was sleep. He didn't notice that Ino was almost sitting on Naruto.

A cool summer breeze blew through the window, and the next moment, Naruto was snoring and fast asleep on the sofa.

Ino lay on top of him, her pupils slightly dilated. Even though there was no contact, her heart began to beat inexplicably violently, like a thick cloud about to fall, unable to block the blazing sun.

She stood up and walked silently to the kitchen, almost wondering if her brain was broken.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Go to hell! Damn it!"

Boom!

The kitchen knife chopped on the cutting board. Naruto fell asleep on the sofa near the balcony, the wind chimes tinkling. Ino leaned against the kitchen door, lowering her head and biting her lip, lost in thought.

The cicadas in midsummer are still noisy, but they can no longer reach the girl's ears.

......

Naruto fell into a deep sleep, his consciousness sinking into the sealed space.

The mountain-sized Nine-Tailed Fox was hiding inside the red fence watching the DVD player. When it saw Naruto coming, it didn't even blink.

"What are you doing here?"

"I fell asleep and came in." Naruto sighed, "Why? You don't want me to be welcome?"

Kyuubi said nothing, only making a very human gesture.

"hei tui!"

Naruto suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight from the sofa. His consciousness was driven out of the sealed space by the Nine-Tails. That time, Uchiha Itachi's Amaterasu was eaten by the Nine-Tails, and it was not until it escaped back to the sealed space that it was safe.

Last time, the Nine-Tailed Fox forcibly extended the life of the dying Naruto, which was considered to be the most it could do.

"Awake?" Ino's voice came from the kitchen.

A moment later, Ino, wearing a light blue apron, came out of the kitchen carrying a steaming stone pot. Her hair was different from usual, it was scattered over her shoulders.

"What are you looking at? Go wash your hands and eat when you wake up."

Ino stood at the dining table, unaware of herself, looking at Naruto in confusion, biting a rubber band in her mouth. She reached behind her head and expertly tied her scattered golden hair into a bun.

Naruto suspected that he had traveled through time again. Did he directly separate his wives this time?

Madam, please respect yourself?

"Huh? You're not thinking about anything weird, are you?" Ino asked with a frown.

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"I swear in the name of the Sannin, absolutely not." Naruto's face was serious. He sacrificed the reputation of the Sannin without hesitation to save his apron fetish.

He should have been grateful for the cute girl cooking for him. But Ino walked around in front of him in an apron, and even though he couldn't control his random thoughts, he still...

Aprons are great, too.

With a splash, Naruto's hands were completely immersed in the clear water pouring down from the faucet, but his eyes seemed absent-minded.

Ino has been acting a little weird lately, but she does look good in an apron.

If we compare the maid outfit and the apron, we can only say that each has its own unique characteristics. The girl has a good-looking face and flawless skin, which is pleasing to the eye just by looking at it.

Damn it, I still have to thank the angel for coming with a grateful heart.

Ino watched Naruto walk out of the kitchen as if nothing had happened, her brows furrowed slightly. She felt that this man was suddenly acting strangely. Why did his obscene eyes suddenly become pious, as if he was looking at a miko.

On the table.

"Delicious." Naruto praised without reservation, "The fried eggs have a honey flavor, and the soup is delicious too..."

Hearing Naruto's words, Ino's eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was extremely satisfied. Then, as if she remembered something, she suddenly asked.

"Where did the injuries on your body come from?"

"Oh, that.....I blocked it for Tsunade-sama."

Lady Tsunade? Ino suddenly became nervous.

She remembered seeing Princess Tsunade in the stands outside the Hokage Building that morning, and also saw Naruto standing beside Tsunade, looking listless.

At the inauguration ceremony of the Fifth Generation, generally speaking, only high-level advisors and elders can stand behind the Fifth Generation.

However, when it comes to Tsunade, one of the legendary three ninjas, Ino still feels a little yearning.

"Tsunade-sama must be quite charming, right?"

"No." Naruto's expression turned resentful. "That woman doesn't act like a Hokage at all. She has a bad temper and doesn't keep her word. She completely relies on her status as a woman to shirk responsibility."

"Anyway, it's totally unimaginable for someone like that to be Hokage."

"Huh?" Ino was a little confused. Although she didn't know what happened, but...

"Naruto, please don't speak ill of Tsunade-sama. If it weren't for Tsunade-sama, the village wouldn't have stabilized so quickly."

Seeing Ino's serious expression, Naruto curled his lips and replied, "I understand."

"Really, you better listen to me!"

"it is good."

......

The sunset is dim.

The two walked side by side on the streets of Konoha, appearing inconspicuous among the crowd going home after class.

"Actually, there's no need to send me home." Ino glanced at Naruto cautiously out of the corner of her eye, then quickly retracted it.

"No, I just wanted to go out for a walk."

"I heard that starting from tomorrow, the backlog of tasks in the village will begin to be assigned outside. After a while of rest, it will become busy again." Ino sighed.

"Be careful." Naruto said absentmindedly, his eyes wandering among the bustling crowd.

It seemed as though the low-pressure atmosphere that had hovered over Konoha had instantly dissipated after Tsunade's return. The damaged buildings were largely repaired, and more and more people were beginning to recover from their grief.

After the Konoha Collapse Operation, Naruto lost an old house, but the loss was minimal for him.

What made him even more heartbroken was the loss of the Kusanagi sword, but it was understandable that Orochimaru's weapon was not so easy to hand over to him. He could only find an opportunity to get it in the future.

By the way, Temari's three-star fan is still in the sealed space. Now the relationship between Sand Village and Konoha should have eased. Should I return it?

"What are you thinking about?" Ino frowned, puffing up her face slightly, and leaned forward to get into Naruto's sight with some dissatisfaction. "It's very rude to be distracted when talking to someone."

"Sorry, I was thinking about the maid costume. Could you please try again?"

"Quickly give up this idea before I completely destroy you."

"Death in the physical sense?"

"uh-huh."

"Ino."

"what?"

"We're here." Naruto pointed to the Yamanaka Flower Shop not far away, and before they knew it, they were standing on the street in front of the Yamanaka Flower Shop.

"Oh." Ino took two steps forward and was about to say goodbye.

But Naruto frowned and suddenly asked.

"Ino, if you accidentally take something from a girl with a bad temper, what's the best way for you girls to return it?"

"Girl?" Ino's face turned strange. "What did you take from Sakura?"

"Not Sakura."

There was no point in Naruto keeping the fan; he would have to return it sooner or later. If it came to the point where Konoha's high-ranking officials had to negotiate, who knew how irritable Tsunade would get.

It's not Sakura!

Sure enough, there is another woman outside!

Although Ino felt a little aggrieved, she still patiently tried to find a solution for him.

"If the relationship is strained, you can find a third person to deliver the goods without meeting in person."

The third person?