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

The scene changed again.

This time, Chaolu's clothes were different from the last time. Obviously, this was not her first time to come to "Sasuke"'s house.

They were not indoors at the moment.

here it is……

Sasuke was dazed for a moment and recognized that this was the forest where he and Itachi used to practice shuriken together.

[“It’s time to go back, Chaolu.”

"Ah? No! You said you would practice my new shurikenjutsu with me whenever you have time!"

"There is an exam at school tomorrow, so let's practice all morning and rest in the afternoon to review theory."

"don't want……"

Seeing Chaolu holding the kunai and unwilling to go back with him, Sasuke smiled helplessly and waved at her.

Chaolu ran towards him happily, "Continue?"

Sasuke stretched out his finger and poked her forehead.

Chaolu was caught off guard and failed to stop her momentum. She screamed "Ah" and covered her forehead: "It hurts...!"

"Sorry, please forgive me," Sasuke put down his hand, looked at her and smiled, "Next time... I will definitely accompany you next time."】

Sasuke: "..."

He looked at the reserved but heartfelt smile on "his" face, watched him walking home hand in hand with the girl who looked unconvinced, watched them walking side by side through the long streets of Konoha, and the unhappiness on Chaolu's face slowly melted away.

She looked at Sasuke and said, "You said next time, when is that?"

"Just finish the test."

Chaolu calculated: "That means the day after tomorrow!"

"Ah."

But she didn't know what she was thinking of, and she was obviously worried: "Sasuke..."

"Ok?"

"We are about to graduate. What if we are not assigned to a group after graduation?"

"……what."

"What's the answer?" Chaolu lowered her head, looking really worried. "If we can't be in the same group...!"

She stopped talking.

Sasuke had no choice but to ask: "What would happen if '?'"

“…It’s terrible.”

Sasuke was amused by her.

He deliberately said, "Yeah... it's bad. If we each have tasks, it will probably be difficult for us to have the same free time. If we have less time together, it will be difficult to practice together."

Chaolu was quiet for a while, then suddenly held his hand tightly: "No... That's absolutely not okay! I have to keep an eye on you all the time."

If the conversation in the forest before was similar to the one he had with Itachi back then, then this moment... was a completely different conversation from the one he had with Itachi back then.

At that time he said: "It doesn't matter...as long as we are together occasionally."

Now that he thought about it, the hidden meaning of that sentence was that he acknowledged Itachi's decision to put the village and the mission before accompanying him.

It turns out that when I was very young, I also felt from the bottom of my heart that the village was more important.

Yes, when he was a child, Sasuke never thought of leaving Konoha. He believed from the bottom of his heart that he was a ninja of Konoha, and when he grew up, he would fight for Konoha.

Konoha was once his home.

If when he was a child, he could have said to Itachi so firmly, "No, I must have my brother to accompany me!", wouldn't it have been better than taking a step back and being a sensible child?

...No, there is no difference. The pain and regret will not change at all.

Because he is not the one who has the decision-making power.

From such a young age, Itachi was able to determine his emotions, and later, he almost controlled his destiny.

But Itachi himself is not the one who has the decision-making power.

How can we...

…Forget it, don’t think about it anymore.

At this point, there is no point in continuing to worry about it.

"Sasuke, go take a shower."

"No."

"You're sweating so much, you're dirty."

"I'm not dirty!"

"If the girls who like you see you sweat so much after training and don't take a shower, they will definitely be disillusioned!"

“Who cares about them?”】

Just another day at the Uchiha residence.

"Sasuke" seemed to have completed another training session with Chaolu.

Seeing that "himself" did not break his promises again and again like Itachi, Sasuke smiled with satisfaction.

But "he" looked very tired, his black hair was stuck to his cheeks with sweat, and he was lying sweatily under the eaves outside the house.

[“Am I too awesome?”

Chaolu stood beside Sasuke, looked down at him who couldn't even open his eyes, and asked curiously: "I must have become stronger, so Sasuke must have used all his strength to deal with me, which is why he is so tired, right?"

"..."

"Then I'll go take a shower first." Chaolu, who was also sweating, looked helpless and turned around to move the fan over so that it could blow cool air towards Sasuke: "You have to take a shower after I'm done. Do you understand?"

Sasuke said "hmm" casually. 】

Sasuke looked at "himself" and saw the kind of spoiled look that only appeared in front of someone he completely trusted. He thought that after his mother passed away, he would never do such a thing again.

He walked towards the house, but he didn't want to see the girl taking a bath, he just wanted to confirm...

Are there a lot of daily necessities in this room that don’t belong to “Sasuke”?

——There was a half-read book lying upside down on the dining table. Looking at the cover and the title, Sasuke didn't think it was something he would read.

The text on the back cover reads "Pure and beautiful kimono shop daughter x cold and paranoid jounin."

"A wonderful love story full of pain and redemption."

Sasuke couldn't comment on that.

But it must be something from the morning dew.

Does she like watching this?

On the waistband placed aside, there is a slogan written: "When I sink into the abyss, just a hug from you is enough to save me."

...Maybe he should be glad it's not "Intimate Paradise".

Next to the book, there are several colorful small glass bottles.

Sasuke looked at it for a moment and recognized it as nail polish.

This should obviously also be something from the morning dew.

He went into the kitchen again.

On the countertop sat a hollow drain basket filled with washed cherry tomatoes—as well as bananas and peaches.

There were many more types of seasonings next to the stove, and many of them had different packaging than he remembered, which meant that many seasonings had been used frequently and then replaced with new ones after they were consumed.

Sasuke looked towards the yard again, passing by "himself" lying on the corridor to rest. The sheets and bedspreads drying in the yard were dancing slightly in the sun and in the breeze.

Judging from Sasuke's character, he would never let Chaolu go to dry such a large item alone. Even though he didn't see that scene in his memory, Sasuke could imagine the two of them pulling the sheets and bedspreads out of the washing machine together, then each holding a clothes drying basket, walking to the courtyard, rummaging through the balled-up cloth together, grabbing the two corners of the cloth, working together to stretch them out and hang them on the rope.

"I'm done, Sasuke, it's your turn now?"

Chaolu changed her clothes and walked out of the bathroom on the first floor.

But Sasuke was still lying outside the house without moving. She walked closer and squatted beside him, her eyes fixed on his face, as if she was carefully observing whether he was really asleep or just pretending.

She couldn't find the flaw and could only sigh helplessly.

"Really..."

She reached out her hand and gently brushed away the strands of hair that were stuck to his cheeks. She turned back into the house, sat at the table, and started reading the half-finished novel.

But not long after she sat down, Sasuke opened his eyes and turned to look at her: "Why don't you blow dry your hair?"

"Eh? I was afraid of waking you."

"It's ok."

"It's okay, just go to sleep. It doesn't matter if you don't blow dry my hair, it will dry on its own soon."

Sasuke rolled over and climbed up: "I'll help you blow it."

Chaolu said flatly: "No!"

"why?"

Zhaolu looked at him and wrinkled her nose: "You stink of sweat, don't come near me."

"? I didn't!"

Sasuke rushed towards her. Chaolu screamed and quickly stood up and ran away: "I just took a shower, don't dirty me!"

The two children were playing and laughing around the room. They almost brushed against Sasuke's cloak as they ran past. His eyes were fixed on them, and several times, they even went straight through his body.

The laughter and joy seemed almost like they came from another world.

Ah, that's not right...

It is indeed another world.

[The sky changed from noon to evening, and Sasuke seemed to have taken a shower and changed into more comfortable home clothes that were obviously only worn at home.

The book has been finished, closed and put aside.

Under the light of the living room, the two children leaned against each other, Sasuke held Chaolu's hand and bent down to help her paint her nails.

"Why did you suddenly think of painting your nails?"

"Ino has been liking nail polish lately and bought a lot of it. She asked me to pick out a few bottles and said she would give them to me. Ino is so nice."

Sasuke didn't comment: "Hmm."

"I can paint with my left hand just fine with my right hand, but it never works with my left hand... I really need to practice with my non-dominant hand... Let's practice shuriken with our left hand next time!"

"Ah."

Sasuke held her hand carefully and painted a touch of bright blue on her smooth nails. 】

In the thick night outside, this small living room is like a small boat on the dark sea.

It is also like the only light a traveler sees on a lost journey.

Therefore, even if the road is unclear, even if it is blind, it will stumble towards this point of light regardless.