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

"Why are you trying so hard to hate me?"

"Because you don't seem to need others to like you." Chaolu said: "Besides, will you treat other people's precious feelings well?"

"What does it take to treat people well?" Sasuke asked coldly, "Do you have to smile foolishly at people you are not interested in every day?"

"In this world, you are not the only one who is despairing. Some people hope that others will not despair after experiencing despair, while others hope that everyone can be as desperate as they are."

"What do you know?!"

"If I want to know, will you tell me? I've been thinking about you and analyzing your feelings. I feel like you want others to get close to you, but you keep pushing everyone away. Do you reject other people's feelings because you're cold or because you're afraid of losing them again? Are you focusing on hatred because you don't want to face the reality - the reality that no one will love you anymore? Only your family will love you for no reason and watch you forever. And you... you have no one anymore, is that right?"

"Asaro!! It's you, right?! Break this illusion!"

Zhaolu shook her head. "I don't know what you are talking about. This is my home. You broke in without permission. I don't know how to get you to leave."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"It's true. I didn't make you my family, but you wanted family."

Sasuke was startled.

"Or rather, I thought you wanted a family, so I accepted you. But can you please stop making trouble?" Chaolu said angrily, "I was living very well here with my parents, and you suddenly showed up and became my family. You asked me right away if our father was the same person. Of course I knew they weren't, but wouldn't it be strange if we weren't family members of the same father? I had no choice but to pretend I didn't hear you and not answer, but you always jump out to disrupt things from time to time - do you really want to continue to be a family with me? Do you really have to destroy my home?"

Will you treat other people's precious feelings well?

Sasuke initially thought that the comment referred to the fact that both Sakura and Ino liked him but he treated them badly, but it turned out to be referring to this fantasy of hers?

Is this an illusion, or is it the depths of Chaolu's subconscious?

Now it seemed as if he had entered her brain, rather than her using magic to weave an illusion for him.

He felt so warm in this illusion, was it because... he and Chaolu wanted the same thing?

When he asked this question, Chaolu did not answer, but just ran to turn on the electric fan. Because her movements were so natural, he did not suspect anything else.

"you……"

"I'll give you one last chance. Do you want to go to the fireworks display tomorrow night?"

If he refused...if he was removed from the identity of "family" by Chaolu, would it be possible for him to escape from the illusion?

Who wants to waste time playing house with a bunch of imaginary beings...

But his eyes unconsciously turned to the photo on the cabinet.

Go to a fireworks display with your parents and friends...

Even though those beings are illusory, they are images created by Asaka based on her understanding of their real selves. Compared to the real people, they are 80% similar and the remaining 20% ​​is different. In Asaka's world, they are gentler than the ones Sasuke knows.

Anyway, it's tomorrow night, just stay one more day...

Sasuke said: "I want to see what else you can make up."

As if she saw through his stubbornness, Chaolu wrinkled her nose and said, "What an idiot."

She turned and went upstairs.

By the time she had dinner that night, she was the same as before, as if the argument with Sasuke on the stairs had never happened.

The next day, when Sasuke woke up, he found that Obito, who was rarely at home, was making breakfast in the kitchen.

Lin was hanging out the sheets to dry in the yard.

Although it was still morning, the summer sun had already made the grass in the yard bright and green.

Several deer approached the hostess affectionately and watched her movements curiously.

Obito had a mask on his face, and although he didn't wear a forehead protector at home, one of his eyes was still wrapped in a bandage.

He was wearing a pink apron, holding a shovel in his hand and looked at him and smiled: "Ah, Sasuke! Go wake up Chaolu, otherwise the breakfast will be cold later."

Sasuke looked at the meal he had prepared: "... isn't it a bit too greasy to eat tempura in the morning?"

There was a sound of someone coming down the stairs. Chaolu ran out from behind him and said, "It's none of your business."

Obito shrugged, "I can't help it. Chaolu likes it."

Sasuke looked at Chaolu who ran into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator: "Don't you have anything else you like to eat?"

"Barbecue."

"Why is it always this greasy food?"

"Eat more meat to grow strong!"

“Then eat more vegetables.”

Chaolu brought out a plate of strawberries and a box of tomatoes: "Can't we eat more fruits? They're all plants, so there shouldn't be much difference, right?"

Her look and tone sounded like family again.

Sasuke felt a little complicated, yet a little relieved.

Perhaps because today was his last day here, he paid special attention to everything around him.

The image of myself in this room, the traces of Chaolu's life, the tender laughter of my parents when they talk to each other, and the books scattered casually on the table and sofa, all reveal the warmth of life.

After breakfast, Obito taught Chaolu the technique of throwing shuriken in the courtyard before the temperature rose completely in the morning. However, that technique had nothing to do with the Uchiha family. It should be Kakashi's style.

Sasuke couldn't help but say, "I'll teach her."

Chaolu said, "You're not as good as dad."

"Will you learn it?"

"...Okay. Since you insist so strongly, I'll play with you."

Sasuke couldn't help but snort a laugh.

After lunch, Obito finished washing the dishes, then moved a recliner to the corridor, lay down in the chair, and read a book while rocking slowly. As he was reading, the book in his hand fell on his face, and he fell asleep quietly.

Sasuke felt like he had seen Kakashi lying like this next to Chaolu many times.

Chaolu stood aside, feeding the deer leisurely.

The afternoon sun is even brighter, almost blinding people.

The wind chimes under the eaves kept tinkling, and the hot summer air occasionally distorted the air.

The shadows of the trees cast golden spots of light, which flickered in the dew-black hair and eyes.

Does she like deer or Shikamaru?

It can't be that idiot Naruto, right?

Shino... is a bit too weird.

Does she know how fragile the "friendship" she has now is?

If she chooses Shikamaru, Shino will not stay with her any longer, and if she chooses Shino, Shikamaru will leave.

If I choose Naruto, then I will always be tied to that last guy...

Although that guy looks carefree and heartless, Sasuke can feel that he is as lonely as anyone else.

In order to fill the void in his heart, he will hold on tightly to what he has and never allow himself to lose it.

That feeling is very heavy, can the morning dew... bear it?

Maybe after discovering it, you will feel heavy and nauseous...

Looking at the smile in her eyes as she looked at the deer herd, Sasuke sat behind the table, propped up his cheek, and thought slowly with some afternoon sleepiness.

After a nap, the main event begins.

The whole house was busy. Everyone took a bath, changed into their bathrobes, and prepared things to take with them before going out in the evening.

In addition to yukata, girls also have to braid their hair and match accessories.

Obito and Sasuke were ordered around, helping to pass combs, rubber bands, hairpins, and prepare curling irons...

Sasuke couldn't help but say Shikamaru's catchphrase: "...It's so troublesome..."

Chaolu glanced at him and said, "What are you talking about when someone else has carefully styled their hair?"

"You are enough just the way you are."

Chaolu said angrily, "So what you mean is that the hairstyle I carefully prepared doesn't look good?"

Sasuke: "..."

Seeing him choke for a moment, Chaolu laughed: "Just kidding! But today is a special day, so I want to dress up carefully."

"What special day?"

Chaolu gave him a strange look and said, "You are such an idiot. Today is our last day as a family."