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

I glanced at him. There was nothing I could do now, so I simply closed my eyes and rested.

As a ninja, it is possible that he would be subjected to severe torture and abuse after being captured.

I was also mentally prepared for Sheren to continue depriving me of my chakra until he destroyed the earth and would not relax his hold on me.

I have faith in my companions and I believe they will not give up on me, but I also have to consider the situation if something else happens and I can only save myself.

Therefore, we must not provoke him now, nor arouse his vigilance. We must conserve our energy and accumulate strength.

But to my surprise, Sheren did nothing.

He let me lie on the bed and have a good rest, without touching me casually. Three meals a day, puppets came to feed me. Although when they helped me wipe my body and change my clothes, their appearance that was too similar to humans made me feel a little uncomfortable, at other times I felt like a patient who was well cared for rather than a prisoner.

But even if I was safe for the time being, I still felt anxious.

Although I am slowly getting better, the problem is... it's too slow!

Fortunately, on the third day, things took a turn for the better.

After the puppets helped me up, fed me lunch, and let me lie down to rest, a strange aura suddenly appeared in the room where I was alone.

Someone stood quietly beside my bed. At first I thought it was Sheren again, but when I opened my eyes I saw a strange man.

He looked like a wandering traveler, with a turban on his head and a cloak wrapped around his body, but even with his weather-beaten face, it was still extremely handsome.

He lowered his dark eyes and met my gaze.

"……who?"

Enemy, or friend?

The man didn't say anything. He placed his hand on my shoulder through the quilt, and I felt a familiar chakra slowly flowing into my body.

I opened my eyes wide and looked at his face carefully again.

The 19-year-old Sasuke had tougher features and outlines than the 16-year-old Sasuke. Coupled with his unfamiliar outfit and particularly aloof temperament, I didn’t recognize him at first!

As Sasuke treated me, I regained some strength and immediately turned over and sat up.

Seeing this, he withdrew his hand in time.

I looked at him in doubt and surprise. The 19-year-old Sasuke was almost exactly the same as the Uchiha Sasuke in my memory. His indifferent and unfamiliar eyes made me feel uneasy and frightened.

As I carefully examined him, I could feel him examining me too.

Sasuke pulled his cloak down and untied the scarf around his head. His hair had grown a lot longer, and his bangs almost reached the tip of his nose, covering his eyes if he lowered his head slightly.

He showed his whole face, as if this would better reveal his identity.

"You should know me."

"…Should I be the one to say this? Do you know me…?"

"I saw you when you flew towards Konoha with Susanoo."

I was slightly startled.

"I tracked you to Konoha, and Kakashi told me who you were - people from another world."

"Have you been behind us?"

"Ah."

"Why don't you just contact Naruto and Shikamaru?"

"..."

"?"

"trouble."

For some reason, this answer seemed a bit outrageous, but since it was Uchiha Sasuke who said it, it seemed quite understandable.

"But you should have joined them by now?"

"I sent a letter to Naruto."

...In other words, he spotted me and was following me, but never caught up with me, or he spotted me and Naruto and the others, so he kept a distance and observed me or us.

Even when Neji and I were fighting Toneri, he followed behind us without letting anyone know. It was not until I was taken away by Toneri and he caught up that he sent a letter to Naruto.

What a perfect example of "acting first and reporting later". I don't know what he wrote in the letter to Naruto.

Considering the arrogance of the Uchiha clan, maybe he just wrote: "I can do it alone."

"Where's Neji? Did you see how Neji is doing?"

"I caught him."

"...You?"

"Naruto and the others were also on their way here, and Toneri had some sort of problem with his eyes, so he decided to take you away first."

Although he didn't say it, I think he probably put Neji in a safe place, making sure he could be found and rescued by Naruto and the others.

"Thank you..." I said with a stiff upper lip: "Thank you."

When I saw him, I realized how precious the Sasuke in my world was - the way he looked at me, the expression when he talked to me, the state when he was with me, I was used to it, and never realized how different that look of trust, relaxation and closeness was.

Now with the comparison, 19-year-old Sasuke is closer to the Uchiha Sasuke in my memory.

When I saw the distant and indifferent look he gave me, I couldn't help but feel goosebumps all over my body.

But...but he has returned to Konoha now and is a companion of Naruto and the others, so he is safe!

He is safe, trustworthy, and reliable!

He saved Neji, and now he comes to rescue me.

Calm down... He should be different than he is.

I calmly said, "Thank you for coming to save me, but we can't leave yet. We have to find the Samsara Eye that Toneri used to control the moon to crash into the earth."

"I observed his movements throughout the day yesterday. He seldom goes out, and apart from coming to visit you, he hardly goes anywhere else."

"You just said he had problems with his eyes?"

"He was about to kill Neji, but suddenly he covered his eyes and looked very painful."

I thought thoughtfully: "He said that both the Samsara Eye and the Rinnegan need to evolve slowly. Maybe he is now adapting to the new power... If so, our chances of winning have increased."

Sasuke nodded.

Speaking of this, it suddenly occurred to me that Sasuke must have been observing in the dark for a long time, and shortly after Toneri finished talking to me the day before yesterday, a puppet came in to wipe my body and change my clothes.

I couldn't help but look at him, and Sasuke looked at me, his expression calm.

...Forget it, some questions don’t have to be asked clearly.

I believe that even Uchiha Sasuke would look away if he encountered such a situation.

I got out of bed and stood up. Even though I was still a little weak, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the feeling of being able to move freely.

I could feel Sasuke's eyes on me all the time, and it always made me tense and unable to relax.

"…Are you going to ask me why I have the Sharingan?"

"Orochimaru."

"!?"

"It seems that it is indeed him." Sasuke said calmly: "This kind of thing is most likely his doing."

There was a tone of being so accustomed to it that it was not even worth getting angry about.

...Orochimaru, what have you done to Sasuke?

I’m not sure what kind of personality 19-year-old Sasuke has in this world. Is it possible that he would attack me, try to kill me or dig out my eyes?

If it was that Uchiha Sasuke, he would definitely crush me.

I was a little nervous: "No matter what, we need to work together now, what do you think?"

But Sasuke didn't do anything, "Are you afraid of me?"

I immediately said, "No."

Sasuke asked a strange question: "Did the relationship between you and the 'me' in your world break down later?"

"No..." I asked in confusion: "Why do you say that?"

"I told you, I'm always behind you."

……

...?

……! ??

"You mean, in that deep pool where you can see memories, you also saw my memories?"

But Gaara and the others didn't find him...

He must be some distance away from them. No, that's not right. Even if that was the case, what he could see should be his own memories. Unless he was connected to me somewhere at that time, he could not enter my memory.

But I was sure I was alone.

I looked at him doubtfully: "What did you do?"

"During the hour when you were preparing to leave Konoha, Naruto was packing at home. As is his habit, he just crumpled everything into a ball and stuffed it into his backpack. My ninja eagle left a feather in his coat. The chakra on that feather... was originally used to locate his position, but he gave the coat to you."

Sasuke pulled another feather from under his cloak, "We have items of the same origin, maybe that's why."

If he had seen my memories directly, rather than the memories that I had filtered before showing them to Gaara, there would be too many uncertainties.

It was even harder for me to relax: "…what did you see?"

"Something... about 'me'."

I became even more nervous: "Like...?"

But Sasuke didn't explain. He stared at me and said, "Logically, you shouldn't be afraid of me. What did I do to you in your world?"