Naruto: If I ask you to kill Sasuke, you will become a succubus?

"I... I know the food that Shikamaru hates!"

"Ok?"

"Shikamaru hates boiled eggs."

"So what do I like to eat?"

Zhaolu hesitated for a moment, "I don't know..."

"Well," from the perspective of the bystander, the little boy put his hands in his trouser pockets, his fingers tightened the fabric because of nervousness. Although he tried to express nonchalantly, there was still a trace of fear of being rejected on his face: "As a punishment, I will bring you something I don't like in the future, and you have to eat it all."】

Sakura covered her mouth and couldn't help but look at Shikamaru jokingly, screaming: "Ohhhhhhh——"

"Forcing others to eat the food they discarded, is this what the book calls 'bullying'?" Sai tilted his head, "Shikamaru, I didn't expect you to be such a bad person when you were a child."

"That's not the case!" Sakura explained angrily and amusedly: "This is not 'bullying', this is 'thought'!"

Shikamaru:"……"

"Hey," Sakura restrained herself a little, but still found it very interesting. "I didn't expect that in the other world, Shikamaru and Asaka had such a relationship...ah...then when she defected..."

Perhaps remembering herself when Sasuke defected, the smile on Sakura's face disappeared.

...Shikamaru must have been in a lot of pain at that time.

Shikamaru said, "Look over there."

Everyone followed his gaze towards the door. At the back door of the classroom, Naruto, who had gone to the bathroom, had returned without them noticing.

He stood at the door, watching Shikamaru standing in front of Asakawa and talking to her, with a very-

He had a blank expression on his face, his lips pursed downwards, and he actually looked a little... gloomy.

Sakura was startled and turned to look at her 19-year-old teammate beside her: "Naruto...? Is this going to happen?"

"Hmm." Naruto scratched his face awkwardly, "Eh... so my expression is so ugly when I have no expression on my face?"

This is a lie.

That's definitely not his expressionless face, that's when he's in a bad mood.

Is it because he is from a different world? He feels that he can understand the child's feelings at the moment.

When he watched other children run to their parents, when he heard the adults nervously tell them to stay away from him out of love for their children, when he used pranks to attract everyone's attention but only made them hate him more...

He sat in the corner, silently watching the crowd, and felt that the air was so heavy that it seemed difficult to breathe.

At that time, he looked... probably the same as the kid at the back door, very gloomy?

But now when I think about it, those times when I was a kid and made a lot of noise and yelled to attract attention seem like a lifetime ago.

He no longer needs to do anything now. As long as he appears, everyone will immediately notice him. He doesn't need to speak or move, everyone will excitedly crowd around him, eager to get his attention.

Logically he should be happy.

When he was a child, he had fantasized about becoming a great hero recognized by everyone. Hasn’t he succeeded now?

But why didn't he feel happier than when he was a child?

He didn't understand why he still felt lost before, until this moment, when he saw the child standing at the back door, from the perspective of an observer, he seemed to understand something -

why?

Shikamaru, you have a family and many friends, but I only have her. Why do you want to steal her attention from me?

Why does he have to risk his life to get everything that others can easily get - honor, recognition, and love?

He paid so much just for...

Become like everyone else?

Is it so difficult for him just to stop being lonely?

Naruto remained silent, and the young Naruto said nothing either. He walked forward, and after a few steps, his steps turned into a brisk and happy one. He sat back next to Chaolu. Shikamaru had already finished talking to her and left.

He held his stomach, looking as if he had seen nothing and had no emotions. He smiled carelessly, like a fool, as if he had no worries: "I feel much better after going to the toilet!"

——I won’t quarrel with you, I won’t do anything to embarrass you, and I will hide my unhappy emotions well...

So...can you hate what I hate a little slower?

Someone in the front row heard his voice, frowned and gave him a disgusted look, probably thinking it was disgusting to say such things out loud.

Chaolu's gaze fell on him. She said nothing, but just looked at him with a focused gaze, as if he was a treasure that should not be ignored.

She always looked at him.

Her eyes followed him wherever he was.

Naruto knew that he couldn't fail to feel that kind of gaze.

He is extremely sensitive to all emotions directed at him, whether malicious or well-intentioned.

But people's emotions change too quickly. Occasionally, someone would approach with sympathy, but when they heard "certain things" about him from somewhere, their goodwill would cool.

Fear, hesitation, indifference, staying away...

The kindness he once accepted will turn into sharp arrows and pierce his heart.

how about you?

Morning dew...

How long can you hold on?

No one else could notice the cold eyes hidden under the boy's bright smile, only Naruto himself knew it.

because……

Naruto's blue eyes stared at the blond boy next to the girl.

You are me. I am you.

"However," Sai said, "If this is Chaolu's memory, since we can see Naruto appear at the back door... does it mean that she also felt that Naruto had returned? But how did she see Naruto's expression behind her?"

The Nine-Tailed Fox inside Naruto suddenly made a "hum" sound inside his body.

Naruto was stunned and shouted in his heart: "Kurama?"

"When that girl appeared, it was too strange to say that she was from another world, so I took a look." Kurama said, "There is... a strange thing inside her body. It is very similar to us, a collection of some kind of chakra, but it is not the same as I remember... In short, there is a 'monster'."

Naruto turned his head sharply to look at Neji and Gaara, "Is Asaka a Jinchuriki?"

That "monster" was inside her, watching her surroundings? Even if she didn't know it, it was helping her record everything outside her sight?

Could she talk to that monster? Did she know all along that Naruto was being ignored?

[“It’s all Iruka-sensei’s fault! Asaro is crying!”]

But Neji and Gaara didn't answer, and Naruto was distracted by his own angry shouting.

He saw his younger self holding the girl's hand, rushing through the empty school corridor, and running all the way to the rooftop.

[He clumsily and frantically tried to wipe the girl's tears, but unfortunately he didn't have the habit of carrying handkerchiefs and tissues with him.

He had no choice but to extend his sleeves.

"Naruto... the cuffs are too hard... it hurts..."

"Wow, sorry!"]

When the girl lowered her head and rubbed her eyes, the boy looked at her cautiously, but there was a gleam of surprise in his eyes.

He had seen tears before, but this was the first time...

See the tears shed for yourself.

Are you crying for me?

If you cry for me, it means...

You really... like me, right?

[Chaolu rubbed her eyes, stopped crying and raised her head. The boy in front of her had a complicated expression.

She asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know...but if I see Chaolu crying, I will feel sad too."】

What is that feeling...

Naruto covered his heart and said, "Ah, since you are willing to shed tears for me, I decided that I can die for you."