"I'm scared of Uchiha Itachi."
Naruto told the truth, holding a smooth sword in his arms, slowly sheathed the sword with a sound, and let the sword slide into the scabbard.
"Here, mother gave it to you."
Ino took out a bag of food from behind and looked a little unnatural.
"If you don't like to eat, don't talk nonsense. Last time you said you liked to eat, mother took it seriously. When she heard that you were back, she insisted on letting me deliver it."
"I'm not lying. Thank you aunt for me." He hung the knife on the wall of the entrance hall, turned around and said lazily, "I'm going to put on some clothes and sit down casually."
Ino pursed her lips slightly, showing a dissatisfied look, then she put her hands behind her back and stepped lightly into the entrance hall.
Holding on to the shoe cabinet by the wall, she began to take off her shoes. Her white jade-like ankles were exposed, and her jade feet stepped firmly on the floor. Naruto changed his clothes and walked out of the room without looking at Ino. He yawned and went to the kitchen to boil water.
The apartment that Naruto moved into this time was much wider than the old shabby apartment, and the decoration was much more exquisite than the previous house. All the furniture and appliances were also installed according to top-of-the-line specifications.
"Just came back?" Ino leaned against the kitchen door, watching Naruto sleepily open the refrigerator and prepare to start cooking.
Large swaths of sunlight fell from the floor-to-ceiling windows facing the sun, fell into the clean and tidy living room, passed over the sofa, and fell on Ino's folded straight legs.
The calves are white and smooth, and the tight and tender leg curves are clearly visible.
"Um."
Naruto clicked on the kettle switch, leaned on the marble table in the kitchen, glanced at Ino, and finally fixed his eyes on his legs.
Ino's face twitched, and the original smile gradually lost its strength.
"Where are you looking?"
"Legs," Naruto said with a yawn.
Originally, Naruto thought that Ino would show the contemptuous look in his eyes when looking at filth, and then make sarcastic remarks to him. Ino's face showed a red face, looking completely confused.
"You're not thinking of anything strange in your mind, are you?"
"Absolutely not." Naruto rejected it flatly.
"Although I don't object to being treated as a delusion object." Ino laughed dryly, her eyes wandering around, "Generally speaking, boys should start to become perverted when they reach this age."
Even though he said such shocking words, his face still couldn't hide the blush. It is not difficult to see that Ino is just trying his best to endure his shyness and deliberately showing off his strength.
"I don't understand what you are talking about at all." Naruto's eyes lost their luster and he pointed at Ino's clothes and asked.
"But what's with you dressed like this?"
"Dress up? What kind of dress up?" Ino blinked quickly, with a very cute expression on his face, and answered the question, "Um...what do you want to eat for lunch?"
"Is it still omelette rice?"
"Hello....."
"I had it last time, so I suggest you change your taste this time."
"Hello......"
"And, and, and that." Ino turned around and fell silently on the sofa without saying anything.
"strange."
Naruto glanced at the ingredients and then at Ino who was lying on the sofa. He felt that instead of standing in the kitchen, he should be lying on the sofa.
"Ino."
Hearing the sound coming from her ears, Ino was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised her head to meet a pair of dead fish eyes. The distance between the tips of their noses is only about a finger's length, and their eyes are facing each other.
"Ah!!" Ino screamed, then her face turned completely red, she buried her face in the sofa and begged muffledly, "Stop asking, please stop asking."
"No more questions." Naruto said weakly as he lay on the sofa on the other side, his whole body immediately looking like a completely dried salted fish.
"Ino, I'll leave the cooking to you."
"I was seriously injured outside, with a hole in my chest, and I'm still not fully healed."
Hearing this, Ino was stunned, got up and crawled over nervously. Staring at Naruto's closed eyes, the hanging blond hair slapped Naruto's face, tickling a little.
Naruto opened his eyes and looked at each other again.
Ino's face gradually turned red, almost spreading all the way to her neck. The hot breath sprayed on his face, and she straightened up a little embarrassedly, looked to the other side, and hurriedly pushed 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. Some hideous wounds on the chest were exposed. Fortunately, they were scarred. In fact, they were almost healed. They just looked scary.
"How did you do it?" Ino was really shocked. She touched the scar lightly with her hand and asked cautiously, "Does it hurt?"
"That hurts, if you ask."
"How can such a thing be said?"
Ino's attention was all on the scar, while Naruto's eyelids were heavy and he half-closed his eyes and just wanted to sleep. Without even noticing, Ino was almost sitting on Naruto.
The cool summer breeze blew through the window, and the next moment, Naruto lay on the sofa and fell asleep.
Ino lay just above him, her pupils slightly dilated, and even though there was no contact, her heart began to beat violently inexplicably. Just like thick clouds that are about to fall, they cannot stop the blazing sun.
She stood up and walked to the kitchen silently, almost wondering if her brain was broken.
"Ahhhh!!"
"Die!! Hundan!"
Boom!
The kitchen knife chopping on the chopping board, Naruto fell asleep on the sofa near the balcony, the wind chimes jingled. Ino leaned against the kitchen door, lowering her head and biting her lip in a daze.
The chirping of cicadas in midsummer is still noisy, but it can no longer enter the girl's ears.
...
Naruto completely fell asleep, and his consciousness sank into the sealed space.
The Kyuubi, which was as big as a mountain, huddled inside the red fence and watched the DVD player. When he saw Naruto coming, he didn't even blink.
"What are you doing here?"
"I fell asleep and came in." Naruto sighed, "What? You don't welcome me?"
Kyuubi said nothing and only made a very human gesture.
"hei tui!"
Opening his eyes suddenly, Naruto sat up straight from the sofa, his consciousness driven out of the sealed space by Kyuubi. That time, Uchiha Itachi's Amaterasu was all eaten by Kyuubi, and he was safe until he escaped back to the sealed space.
Last time, Kyuubi forcibly resuscitated the dying Naruto, which was regarded as the most benevolent thing.
"Are you awake?" Ino's voice came from the kitchen.
A moment later, Ino, wearing a light cyan apron, walked out of the kitchen carrying a steaming stone pot. Her hair was different from usual, with her hair hanging loosely around her shoulders.
"What are you looking at? When you wake up, go wash your hands and eat."
Ino stood in front of the dining table without knowing it, looking at Naruto in confusion, holding a rubber band in her mouth. His hand reached behind his head and expertly tied the loose blond hair into a bundle.
Naruto suspected that he had traveled through time again. Did he split up with his wife this time?
Madam, please respect yourself?
"Huh? You're not thinking about anything strange, are you?" Ino asked with a frown.
