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

The next day, I told the staff member who was taking care of us that I was going out to play with my classmates. She frowned and said, "With that... Uzumaki Naruto again?"

She doesn't like Naruto, and she doesn't like me being close to Naruto.

I shook my head, "No, it's Shikamaru."

Her expression immediately relaxed: "Ah, the Nara family's child? Sure!"

Shikamaru and I agreed to meet by the river. Few people come here, and it is close to the Uchiha base and the welfare home. Even if we are seen by someone, they will not suspect that we are trying to sneak into the Uchiha base.

From a distance, I saw a figure much taller and more slender than Shikamaru sitting by the river. Probably having heard my footsteps, the man turned around, looked at me and said hello: "Hey, Chaolu."

"!!!"

That face was exactly what Shikamaru would look like when he grew up.

He is the type who seems unremarkable at first glance, not as outstanding and eye-catching as Uchiha Sasuke, but he is very attractive, and the more you look at him, the more unique charm he has.

Especially those eyes.

Normally it looks a little cold, a little indifferent, and a little careless, but when it focuses on something, its eyes are very beautiful.

These were the first pair of eyes I saw after I was born.

At that time, it looked at me gently and attentively.

I still remember that Orochimaru opened the petri dish and the nutrient solution was like a tide, washing me to the ground like a stranded fish.

I was constantly in the water, and even though I looked several years older, I couldn't walk at all.

Orochimaru stood by and watched me struggling to stand up without saying a word. Then someone came over with a towel, gently wiped the water droplets dripping from my wet hair, and then wrapped the towel around my body.

"Can you at least give her some clothes?"

When that man said this, his voice was hoarse and tired, but his tone was calm and peaceful, which made people feel at ease.

I raised my head with difficulty and saw his profile - he was talking to Orochimaru.

He was very thin, with a very prominent jaw and Adam's apple on his neck, which was my first impression of the concept of "masculinity".

Orochimaru said: "If she can't stand up on her own, she's no different from trash."

He sighed and turned to look down at me.

I just met his eyes.

Seeing me staring at him blankly, he softened his brows and smiled. "This world is already difficult enough, let's not create more difficulties artificially."

He bent down, picked me up, then supported me and taught me to stand.

"Don't be too gentle with her, Shikamaru," Orochimaru said, "If she fails, she will just be expendable."

Lord Shikamaru supported me and said nothing.

The way he looked at me without a smile made me sad too.

I squeezed his fingers. “I will not fail.”

At that time, I was not very good at expressing myself in words. If it were now, I would continue to say, "Because I want to see you smile, like the gentle smile you gave me when I first met you."

Lord Shikamaru was a little surprised, "If she succeeds, she'll be our hero. We have to give her a name."

"Morning dew." Orochimaru said without hesitation, which made people suspect that he had either been prepared for it for a long time, or was completely unprepared and just made it up at the last minute.

Lord Shikamaru frowned: "The meaning of this name..."

"Just want to remind her that if she fails to complete the task, then we will soon disappear like the morning dew."

So, my name is Chaolu.

……

I couldn't wait to run to Shikamaru and stare at his face.

He used the transformation technique to change into his grown-up appearance. Although he still looked immature compared to the Lord Shikamaru in his memory, he already looked more like Lord Shikamaru than the young child.

I tried hard to suppress the excitement in my heart and called him quietly: "Master Shikamaru..."

Shikamaru stood up, looked at me helplessly and said, "Why are you using honorifics again? Even if I become an adult, you should know that we are the same age, right?"

“Okay,” I covered my cheek, “I’m sorry.”

"Well, let's go."

I followed him and walked towards the Uchiha base. However, when he looked forward, I couldn't help but want to look at his face and his eyes.

"Shikamaru!"

"what?"

"Shikamaru!"

Because I always called him but nothing happened, Shikamaru frowned and turned to look at me, "Don't play pranks on me."

"It's not a prank!"

"what is that?"

"I want you to look at me."

Shikamaru was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"That's exactly what it means." He is about 15 or 16 years old. I have to look up to talk to him. "I want Shikamaru to look at me. I want to look into Shikamaru's eyes."

"What's wrong with my eyes?"

"Shikamaru has beautiful eyes."

He was a little caught off guard. "No, why are you...you..."

He paused, "Do you like my face?"

I covered my face and nodded.

"like!"

"But you... I've never seen you so enthusiastic towards me before."

"Because Shikamaru usually looks like a child, I like the way Shikamaru looks when he grows up!"

"...I also have to grow up from a child to become like this!" Shikamaru said, and then he grumbled in distress: "And this is just my estimate of what I will look like when I grow up. What if I don't look like this when I grow up...Will you not like it?"

"No, Shikamaru will be like this when he grows up!"

"Unfortunately, you haven't seen it either. You just wish I could look like this."

If it were the me before, I might have subconsciously wanted to say "I've seen it!", but the reflection I did in the past few days did help. Now I have learned to hold back the words that I shouldn't say, and then think carefully about how to answer.

"Shikamaru doesn't believe me." I said, "But it doesn't matter. When Shikamaru grows up, he will know whether I like it or not."

Shikamaru was unconvinced: "Hey, if you like me, you should wait for me to grow up, not for me to wait for you to grow up!"

"Is that right?"

Shikamaru and I argued all the way, but I was very happy because he always looked at me when he talked to me, so even if he looked unhappy, I was extremely happy.

Only when we saw the gate of the Uchiha residence did we fall silent tacitly.

We looked at each other, switched to the stealth mode we were taught in school, and slipped in.

Shikamaru is always lazy in school, but his physical skills are not inferior to me, a good student who works hard in school every day. This is probably due to the special training he receives in the family after returning home from school?

The Uchiha base was completely empty, like a wasteland.

At night, Uchiha Sasuke could confirm the existence by turning on the lights, but during the day, there was no sign that anyone was living here.

Living here...will I be swallowed up by this vastness one day...?

I brought Shikamaru to the front of the cinema.

Although the sun was shining brightly outside, the lights were not on in the cinema. The sunlight could only illuminate the area near the door and part of the ticket counter. Behind the door leading to the screening room, it was as dark as night.

In addition, there were many dark marks on the floor, I don't know if it was blood or something else. The air was filled with a musty smell of dust and some other strange smells.

Shikamaru: "...Do you really want to go in?"

"Don't be afraid."

"I do not……"

"If you're scared, you can hold my hand."

Shikamaru was silent for a moment, then held my hand: "...Yeah."