Early morning, before dawn had broken.
Kurama got up. It first groomed its fur in front of the full-length mirror, then got dressed.
It chose a light blue dress, one Hinata had sent over yesterday. It was an outfit for Longxue's toy doll. Seeing that Kurama's clothes were old and that it wore the same ones every day, Hinata had sent these over.
Once dressed, Kurama looked itself over in the mirror and thought, Another beautiful day. Satisfied, it left the room.
It began washing up.
After washing up, Kurama jumped onto the toilet and took a dump with a series of "thuds." When it turned around to flush, it saw that the waste in the toilet had retained the shape of the food without changing at all. It even looked quite fresh.
"Should I fish it out and make it for Naruto and Sasuke? To avoid waste?"
A strange thought suddenly arose in the Nine-Tails' mind, but it quickly discarded it. "It would be fine to feed it to Sasuke, but if I fed it to Naruto, he'd beat this old man to death. My life comes first."
"Gurgle, gurgle..."
After flushing the toilet, Kurama washed its paws and began preparing breakfast. The ease with which it went about it showed that it had grown accustomed to this life.
Naruto and Sasuke had not gotten up yet.
They had trained until very late yesterday, and Sasuke had trained even later.
The Nine-Tails worked away in the kitchen at an unhurried, orderly pace. Usually, by the time it finished breakfast, Naruto and Sasuke would be up.
Sure enough, just as it finished the last dish, Naruto and Sasuke's doors opened at the same time.
"Morning, Naruto, Sasuke. Hurry up and wash up. Breakfast's ready." Wearing an apron and carrying a