In Konoha, Naruto lies down

Chapter 117 Knowing the Changes of Heaven

With a click, the light was turned on.

Ino was stunned and stood there not daring to move.

She was wrapped in a bath towel, completely exposed to the light, her thighs were white and tender, and her previous boldness disappeared in an instant.

When Naruto realized that Ino was even cuter than he had imagined, his mind went blank and he almost concluded that Mrs. Yamanaka must have taught her daughter some terrible tricks.

History has proven that human beauty begins with the wearing of clothes. Just as mountains block water and water blocks mountains, people always praise the majestic and mysterious mountains in the fog and the spirituality of rivers shrouded in clouds.

The same is true for young girls.

Shakespeare used sonnets to praise a close same-sex friend, but that didn't stop Naruto from using it on Ino.

He couldn't take his eyes off Ino, and it wasn't because of the large towel, but rather something else entirely. The girl's blushing face, her bitten lower lip, her timid gaze, and her clumsy technique.

At this moment, it was clear that outside the balcony glass window was the boundless midsummer night, a summer that even the gods boasted about, but it could not compare with the beauty of the girl in front of him.

Ino, who was holding onto the sofa, couldn't look away either. She had originally just wanted to play a little trick, but when she noticed Naruto's burning gaze as he came over with his coat, her breathing quickened.

It was a look that was hard to describe. Even though nothing had happened, it felt like a lifetime had passed before his eyes. Even the moment he looked away, it felt like a rainy funeral was underway in my heart.

"Give you clothes."

"...Thank you." Ino took it, feeling a sense of loss in her heart.

Their eyes met, and then they subconsciously looked away.

After a long silence, Naruto stood up and said awkwardly.

"I'm going to take a bath."

If he took a bath three times a day, even the Toad Immortal would have to shed three layers of skin, so he just wanted to take a simple bath to wash away the sweat on the surface of his body.

"You're not going to drink my bath water, are you?"

"Hmm? Don't imagine me as a pervert! I'm still a normal person!" Naruto said with some dissatisfaction, "Am I that kind of person in your heart?"

"Yes." Ino said, holding her face, "Some people even prepared apron outfits. I don't know how to wear something like that."

"I do not know either."

"You're lying! You clearly...!" Ino couldn't stand it any longer and clenched her fists. "You'd better not mention it again!"

"I'm sorry I didn't peek while you were showering."

"What are you talking about? Peeping is abnormal!" Ino was a little upset. "Anyway, if we take a bath now and then fill the water, we may have to wait a long time."

"If you don't mind, you can use my..."

"I don't mind at all. Strictly speaking, I just need to take a shower." Naruto said, "I've already taken a shower twice today, but the weather is too hot."

"Don't drink secretly." Ino's face was tense and her ears were slightly red.

"If you were to replace the bath water with milk or chocolate, I could consider it...but it's just plain water. Essentially, the taste is no different from the water boiled in the kitchen."

Naruto stood there, stroking his chin seriously, and began to express his extraordinary opinions.

When Ino heard the word "taste" from his mouth, she was so frightened that she completely forgot what she was going to curse.

"Well...if it's not liquid but solid, that's a different story. For example, flower petals and jelly are temporarily acceptable to the public. No, to be more precise, they should be very popular."

"Generally speaking, the fetish of wanting to drink bath water is usually a beautiful fantasy that arises in a fixed, small, and extremely private place."

"Stop talking! Ahhh!!" Ino huddled on the sofa, holding her head as if her soul had been infected, and her eyes had completely lost their luster.

"Oh, by the way." Naruto took the clothes from the balcony and said to Ino, who was doubting her life, as he passed by the sofa, "I don't have to imagine, because Ino is already beautiful enough."

"...Beautiful?" Ino's eyes gradually regained their luster.

With a bang, the bathroom door closed.

Ino gasped for breath, straightened up and glanced towards the bathroom. With a grunt, she slumped down on the sofa, her face flushed deeply.

He recalled Naruto's fixed gaze just now, and immediately felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. Although the technique was very crude, the effect was surprisingly good.

Ino's heart was beating non-stop on the sofa, her eyelids slightly closed, and her body temperature was gradually rising. She was about to collapse. Shame and fatigue hit her at the same time, and her mind suddenly felt a little groggy.

Click.

Naruto was covered in steam when he came out of the bathroom. He wanted to continue teasing Ino, but found that the latter had fallen asleep on the sofa.

I looked up at the clock on the wall and it was already past two in the morning.

The Yamanaka Flower Shop wasn't particularly close to Naruto, and Ino had already made three trips that night, so she must have been exhausted. Once things got quiet, it was easy to fall asleep.

Honestly, Ino's sleeping posture was surprisingly stunning, her mouth slightly open as she breathed softly. The living room was brightly lit, so bright you could hear a pin drop, and in the quiet of the room, you could hear her shallow breathing.

The girl wrapped in a bath towel fell asleep on the sofa without any warning. The mental shock to Naruto was too great. He took shallow breaths and adjusted his heart rate several times before calming down.

Try to keep your eyes away from the sinful white legs, and don't focus on the key parts. Recite Thomas the Tank Engine in your mind to put yourself in sage mode.

If you lose your composure at this moment, the consequences will probably be very miserable.

He didn't think that if he did something he shouldn't have done, Ino wouldn't believe in his inferior character when she woke up, and she would most likely be thrown out like trash.

The bath towel was already showing signs of loosening, and after thinking it over, Naruto decided to carry Ino to the bed.

After some mental preparation, he carefully put one hand around Ino's bent thigh, and with the other hand, passed behind her neck, gently picking up the curled-up sleeping Ino.

Fortunately, Ino seemed to be sleeping soundly, her breathing was still even, and there was no sign of waking up. Naruto's movements were very gentle, and he placed her on the bed, but he did not leave immediately.

This is his room. It has been dark from the beginning. It is too familiar and too simple. There is no need to turn on the lights.

The light from the living room was bright enough to see things, but he could only make out a rough outline. He stood by the bed for a while, staring at Ino's blurry sleeping form for half a minute.

Suddenly, he sighed for no reason, turned around, fumbled in the closet, found a thin blanket, covered Ino with it, and then left the room.

With a click, the door closed and the last ray of light in the room disappeared.

Chapter 118 The Door

The next day.

Naruto opened his eyes from the sofa. The living room was dimly lit. There would be a high-level meeting after dawn, so he couldn't sleep at all.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous, but luckily he wasn't the only one in the house.

Sitting up, he turned his head to look at the closed door. Inside lay a beautiful girl wrapped in a bath towel. It was so early in the morning, the word "bath towel" might have been removed.

My head feels a little dizzy, I didn’t get enough sleep.

I dragged my tired body to wash up, and when it was dawn, I threw last night's clothes into the washing machine. I turned around and saw Ino's clothes in two dryers, one large and one small.

He took out Ino's completely dried clothes and folded them neatly on the sofa. Then he slowly made breakfast while wearing his indoor shoes, leaving some to keep warm.

It was almost daylight after breakfast, and after getting ready, Naruto left a note in the living room for Ino, who was still asleep.

I was about to write something flirty, but then I thought about Ino's sleeping face yesterday and changed my mind. After leaving a warm message, I walked out the door with a bang.

[Note: I put the bath water in the refrigerator, (*——*)]

......

Hokage Building Office.

Tsunade yawned and wandered to the door at the urging of her secretary Shizune, only to see Naruto squatting against the wall and already asleep.

"What's wrong with this guy?" Tsunade bent down and shook him awake, "Wake up."

The blinding light made Naruto feel as if his soul was being shaken. Just as he was about to lose his temper, he looked up and saw a towering white mass, and immediately swallowed back the words on his lips.

"Morning, Lady Tsunade," he said awkwardly.

"How was your relationship with your girlfriend yesterday?" Tsunade asked playfully, her plump red lips slightly curled.

"As expected of Lady Tsunade, but I may disappoint you. I am a good person."

"Who knows? You can talk to the Yamanaka clan." Tsunade grinned, completely lacking the demeanor of a Hokage. "How about aspiring to become Hokage and working hard? I can help you convince the Hyuga clan."

"They are more traditional and shouldn't mind you having two wives."

"Sorry, becoming Hokage is absolutely impossible." Naruto refused again.

Tsunade didn't have any expectations though, it was just her daily teasing. She herself didn't really want to be the Hokage, and it would be a rubbish Hokage to start picking a successor right after taking office.

"Yeah." Tsunade pinched his face, stood up and walked into the office, leaving a sentence, "Come in."

"Okay." Naruto followed in obediently.

After sitting down, Tsunade ignored him and started reading the documents.

"These documents come in every day, and if you don't look at them for a few days, they might pile up."

"Is that so?" Naruto didn't care, but still replied, "Is it because there is no one available at the moment? That's why the power can't be delegated."

Tsunade tactically drank the water and glanced at Naruto.

"You know a lot, kid."

"If you only know a little bit, Lady Tsunade might as well just train Kakashi as your successor, and do it in one go." Naruto suddenly said.

Tsunade coughed violently, and the cup fell to her chest. Fortunately, there was only a layer of water in the cup, and no water overflowed to wet her clothes.

"How do you know what I'm thinking?"

In response to Tsunade's question, Naruto spread his hands.

"It might be a bit harsh to say this, but who else could become the Kage besides Kakashi-sensei? The lecherous sage has no intention of staying in one place and spends all day wandering around."

In fact, he was just talking nonsense. The more he knew, the more trouble he would have. Although this was true, Kakashi still lacked a lot of strength to become Hokage, and he also needed to accumulate a certain amount of merit.

Both the Fourth and Fifth Hokage have made outstanding contributions to Konoha.

In other words, unless Kakashi can unlock the Mangekyō Sharingan, achieve a record that surpasses his predecessors in a large-scale war, and make outstanding contributions to Konoha.

It is too early to talk about successors now.

Even if Tsunade really wanted to choose Kakashi to be the sixth generation, it was because Kakashi was the undisputed T0 player among the second generation Kage in terms of intelligence and overall strength.

But things are not always that simple. If a better candidate appears in the future, Tsunade will naturally nominate someone else.

In other words, Naruto was actually talking about the first level, and Tsunade had already considered the second level, but she still felt curious about Naruto's words.

"Since you don't aspire to be Hokage, just stop interfering in such matters," Tsunade said.

"Oh."

Tsunade picked up a piece of information and put it down again, then turned to look at Naruto and gave him instructions.

"Follow me when we get to the high-level meeting room. If anyone asks you a question, don't answer it carelessly. You can only answer when I tell you to. Do you understand?"

"I heard you. We'll all listen to Lady Tsunade." Naruto was obedient and had no other thoughts.

Anyway, Tsunade should have a plan to deal with it. As for the rest, we can talk about it later if we can't reach an agreement. He had never attended a high-level meeting before, and he guessed that this was Tsunade's first time attending as Hokage.

At 9:45 in the morning, Tsunade stopped writing and threw the document on the table. She stood up and signaled Naruto to follow her, then left her seat alone.

Tsunade walked in front, the crisp sound of her high-heeled sandals echoing in the corridor. Shizune, the head of the medical department and the Hokage's secretary, walked side by side with Naruto, following closely behind.

ten o'clock.

Golden sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone through the large floor-to-ceiling windows in the corridor onto the large wooden door of the quaint and huge conference room.

"Lady Tsunade." The Chunin guarding the door saluted respectfully and slowly pushed the door open.

The door of the conference room let out a scream, and the unique smell of wooden doors hit me in the face. There was a bright light inside the door, like the hottest and most merciless sun at noon.

.......

ten o'clock.

Ino stared at the unfamiliar ceiling for a long moment before she suddenly realized she hadn't gone home at all.

Yesterday, Lady Tsunade inexplicably told me about the gift, and then I felt aggrieved for some reason. I felt so aggrieved that I became very depressed and then I just walked around.

I don’t know why, but by the time I realized what was happening, I had already arrived at that bastard’s house.

Looking at the faint light from inside the door, he thought Naruto had already brought the Sand Village princess home. He felt so aggrieved that he wanted to cry, and opened the door in a fit of anger.

result........

I don't know why, but whenever I see him I get angry and always say something too nasty. But I still care and listen to every word he says.