A story slowly unfolded from Naruto's lips.
As the sand shinobi listened, they could not help but put themselves in his shoes, overwhelmed by endless sympathy.
"This child was me. Because I endured years of loneliness and had no friends, I had a dream from a very young age—I had to make lots and lots of friends."
"Are you willing to be my friends?" Naruto asked sincerely at last.
Even without Naruto saying it, the Hidden Sand people had already realized that the protagonist of his story was Naruto himself. Now that the story was over and they heard his words, they were deeply moved and naturally would not refuse.
At the same time, they thought, Who would have thought Lord Hokage's childhood had been so miserable?
"Lord Naruto, we're willing to be your friends!" a female ninja cried hoarsely, tears streaming down her face. She nearly rushed forward to pull Naruto into her arms and say, "Mommy loves you."
"That's right, Lord Naruto. Please let us be your friends."
Nearly all the sand shinobi had been moved by Naruto's story. At this moment, they also believed that Naruto sincerely wanted to be friends with them.
Naruto smiled when he heard the sand shinobi.
Gaara smiled as well. He was smiling because he had helped Naruto, and being able to help Naruto made him happy.
Sasuke and Kurama exchanged a glance, both growing excited. Kurama had even started tearing open a bag of sunflower seeds.
"Sasuke, get ready. It's starting," Kurama said to Sasuke.
Sasuke nodded and immediately found a relatively high set of steps with Kurama. He sat down with a drink in his left hand and sunflower seeds in his right, clearly well-practiced.
Next came Naruto-style friendship-making.
Although they had heard that Naruto's way of making friends was