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

The next day, Sasuke woke up and stood in front of the mirror, and found that he had grown up.

He grew taller and more upright, his facial features became thin and handsome, and his eyebrows and eyes were sharp and cold.

But when the boy in the mirror had no expression on his face, his stern look and cold eyes made Sasuke himself frown.

Lin knocked on the door of his room and said softly, "Sasuke, breakfast is ready."

He habitually answered, "Coming."

Just before he opened the door, Sasuke suddenly felt nervous for some reason.

If he grows up, then Chaolu should grow up too, right?

What will become of her?

Would she like him...the way he is now?

Sasuke pursed his lips and opened the door.

He walked through the living room and into the kitchen with a normal expression. Nothing in the house had changed much, except that Lin, who was cleaning the kitchen, had a few traces of time on her originally young and smooth face.

Chaolu was already sitting at the dining table.

She has indeed grown up. She was as tender as an unopened bud before, but now she has reached the age of blooming.

And—she had long hair.

Her long black hair fell on her shoulders, smooth and shiny like satin. Somehow, it made Sasuke dazed for a moment.

Sasuke pulled out a chair and only felt at a glance that her skin was dazzlingly white, but inexplicably he didn't dare to meet her eyes.

He sat down across from her and tried to speak in a normal tone: "Do you think I'll look like this when I grow up?"

But when he looked up, he saw Chaolu staring at his face in a daze.

Her eyebrows and eyes are very similar to those of Lin when she was young, but her skin color is colder and whiter. Because of her black hair and black eyes, the contrast is more prominent. She looks like she has black hair, snow-white skin, red lips and white teeth. Unlike Lin, who gives people a friendly and warm feeling, she has a kind of cold and otherworldly temperament, which is beautiful and moving.

“朝露？”

She came back to her senses, her eyes met his and then left, she immediately lowered her head as if she was burned: "Yes... I think you will grow up like this."

Just as she had seen in the memories of her other companions.

It makes people feel... hard to look at.

However, the person who was so scary in her memory was now sitting opposite her naturally, and he did not look dangerous at all and spoke to her in a very peaceful manner.

Chaolu felt that the feeling was very strange and magical, and could not help but raise her eyes and look at him secretly.

"What?" Sasuke was made uncomfortable by her appearance of not daring to look any further but unable to resist, "If you want to look, just look openly."

But having said so, he lowered his eyes and did not dare to look directly at Chaolu's face.

It was really strange… Chaolu obviously hadn’t changed much, but… why did he feel so different?

If she had been as natural as before, he might not have been so at a loss. Her being so at a loss made him feel a little embarrassed.

Could it be that Chaolu...is also feeling nervous?

So, if she is like me and I think she is beautiful, will she also think I am beautiful?

Could she be shy?

Thinking of this, Sasuke suddenly calmed down. Not only did he dare to look at her, he also wanted her to raise her eyes and look at him.

He looked straight at Chaolu, and sure enough, he saw that she was secretly looking at him again. As soon as she noticed his gaze, she immediately turned her eyes away.

Sasuke couldn't help but want to laugh, he thought her hiding look was very cute.

"So what's the plan going forward? It doesn't look like the wedding is going to be held today."

Zhaolu lowered her head and used her fork to pick up the tempura shrimp on the plate: "Let's go pick out a wedding dress."

After breakfast, they said goodbye to Lin and prepared to go out.

As they left the house side by side, Sasuke looked at Chaolu beside him. On the eve of her upcoming wedding, he suddenly wanted to ask Lin what the relationship between him and Chaolu was.

If you ask Chaolu, she would probably just cunningly say that they are "family" or "family members without blood ties".

So what would Lin say as a "mother"?

Brother and sister?

However, Lin is just an illusion created by Chaolu. Even if you ask her, she will probably just give the same answer as Chaolu.

They walked side by side on the street, but Chaolu's face was turned to the other side.

Sasuke felt like he was just talking nonsense: "Are you sure it's a wedding dress?"

"Ah."

“Are there any styles you like?”

Chaolu thought for a moment, "What do you think of satin?"

"I don't understand this."

"Yeah, you don't look like you read those magazines."

"When you were working in the bookstore, you saw a lot of random stuff."

"You're one of those people who thinks magazines are boring, right?"

As the conversation progressed, Chaolu seemed to have regained that familiar feeling, and her attitude somewhat returned to its previous natural state.

"I think that is a beautiful dream that people have condensed into their yearning for a better life. Don't you think it is fascinating? Just by reading them, you can know what kind of beauty people hope for, as if you can touch that beauty, and you will feel that this world and the future are beautiful."

Sasuke said, "That was made up just to sell it for money."

Chaolu didn't expect him to understand, but she still tried her best to explain her feelings.

"I know, but...their covers were designed by designers with great effort to be cute, gorgeous and unique. When they are displayed together, the colorful appearance looks like a group of puppies trying their best to attract people's attention. The way they try so hard to please others is really adorable."

"…Apart from you, is there really anyone who would love the magazine?"

Chaolu was amused by his complaint, "Hahahaha, when I passed by the shopping street, I also thought the colorful goods on the shelves were cute. As long as I think about how they are doing everything they can to grab my attention, I can't help but have a good impression of them."

"you……"

"I'm sorry, am I a little weird?"

"No, that's not what I meant," Sasuke said calmly, "I just thought that you really wanted to be seen."

"what?"

That feeling of wanting recognition...

He had, too.

He desperately chased after his brother's back, and it sounded like he was trying his best to attract his father's attention, just like the magazines and goods that Chaolu cherished.

Come to think of it, Naruto is the same.

Thinking about Zhaolu's name, maybe it does come from her parents...

Perhaps even if she had lost her memory, the chillness of being ignored by her parents still remained in her body's memory.

"But it sounds too pathetic to seek respect from magazines and goods."

Chaolu hesitated: "Is that so?"

Looking at her innocent face, Sasuke asked a question he had wanted to ask for a long time: "Do you... like Aburame Shino?"

"What kind of like are you talking about?"

“I want to be with him forever.”

Zhaolu smiled and said, "I do."

“Do you think he is more important than anyone else?”

Chaolu paused, showing hesitation.

"You've read so many magazines, novels, and comics... Don't they say that the person you marry must be the one who is the most special to you, the one you want to be with forever, the one you think is more important than anyone else?"

"So, it was just practice..."

"Since this is practice, why not experience some unexpected situations."

"What's the emergency?"

"For example, when the MC asked, 'Does anyone object to this wedding?', I stood up and snatched you away." Sasuke finished speaking, and then looked away as if explaining something: "Aren't we a family? Ensuring that family members can marry and be happy with the one they truly love is also one of the responsibilities of a family."