Attack and Defense Reversed

"Excuse me, I need to go in," Naruto said, standing at the door.

"Pervert." Temari remained blocking the doorway, refusing to let anyone in.

"Whatever, think what you want." Naruto glanced at Temari, then looked through her back towards the side of the room.

Beyond the white sandalwood door, the room is spacious, with flowing sheer curtains and Nikko streaming through the large bay window onto the down comforter and the expensive carpet whose name I don't know.

"I am here on behalf of Konohagakure to negotiate with Sand. If you continue with this attitude, I think there is no need to continue."

Temari's expression wasn't good, but she still stepped aside with a wary look on her face to make way for them.

Naruto strode in and sat down in the chair directly opposite the large bay window, turning to look at Temari. Bathed in Nikko, he stretched and let out a short groan.

"Don't make that strange noise." Temari with a gloomy expression, walking towards Naruto with her long, white legs covered by fishing nets, and sat down opposite him.

All the curtains in the room were drawn, the door was wide open, and light streamed in.

Although Tsunade tricked Sand was in the wrong to begin with, and Temari's skills were inferior, causing her to lose the fan. Now, if they want the fan back, they can only swallow their anger.

Even so, Sand and Temari maintained a strong stance.

She recalled the scene after the Chunin Ninja Exams when she was dominated by the boy in front of her, and her teeth felt like they were about to shatter.

"You seem to be trembling?" Naruto glanced at Temari's legs. "Sand and Konohagakure have already reached a truce and established Diplomatic Relations. I am a law-abiding villager of Konohagakure, so you don't need to be afraid."

"You!" Temari glared at Naruto fiercely, turning her face to the side, her words almost squeezed out through her teeth, "Give me back my fan, and you can get lost."

"What fan?"

"My fan, the Three-Star Fan, you stole it!" Temari was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"I forgot where it is," Naruto said seriously. "Maybe I threw it away, or maybe I put it somewhere to prop up a table leg."

"Stop talking nonsense and give me back my fan!"

"Why?" Naruto suddenly asked.

Temari was clearly angry and nervous as she sat down about five meters away from Naruto.

From the moment she entered, Temari tried to project a strong image, attempting to make Naruto feel pressured, but her legs remained tightly pressed together.

"That's my fan."

"But it's mine now," Naruto said casually. "I got it by my own merit. If you want it, take it back from me."

"Konohagakure and Sand have already Diplomatic Relations." Temari took a deep breath and said, barely suppressing her anger.

"It's alright, personal grudges shouldn't escalate to the village level," Naruto said calmly, his gaze sweeping over Temari, who suddenly shivered.

"Please don't look around like that, okay?"

"You caught me peeping?"

"That level of eye scanning isn't peeping, is it?" Temari gritted her teeth, thinking to herself, what's wrong with this person? He's utterly shameless and despicable.

Are these really Konohagakure ninjas? They look like villains who jumped out of some movie.

"So what?" Naruto's expression suddenly turned indifferent, his eyes fixed on Temari as he said, "You wanted to kill me back then, didn't you?"

"War is inherently..." Temari was caught off guard and stammered, unable to say anything for a moment.

That's how war is. Once the higher-ups make a decision, the lower- Genin can only carry it out. As Genin on the battlefield, you're the enemy. In the heat of life and death, there's no time to think about such things.

But Temari's mind went blank for a moment, and she couldn't say anything.

"Putting the war aside, you wanted to kill me, but in the end you and your two younger brothers survived. That's a fact." Naruto interrupted Temari directly.

He looked up, staring intently into Temari's eyes, and asked in a menacing tone.

"Yes or no?"

"Yes." Temari's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

(Silence)

Snap.

Snap.

Naruto tapped the edge of the chair, his eyes as bright as the sea, staring at Temari expressionlessly without saying a word.

"Ugh," Temari couldn't stand the pressure and turned her head to the side, her tear ducts slowly secreting tears due to tension.

Tears welled up in her eyes from nervousness. Temari wanted to reach out and wipe them away, but she couldn't muster the courage under the other person's sharp, hook-like gaze.

She thought to herself that if she had known this would happen, perhaps she should have drawn the curtains and closed the door, banishing all the Nikko and plunging the room back into darkness.

Only in this way can she openly express her fear, trembling, and tears in the shadows.

Showing weakness is not a right everyone is born with, at least not for her, as the eldest princess of Sand. Her father is dead, and the village's leadership has decided to groom Gaara as the next Kazekage.

However, Gaara and inexperienced, and has been withdrawn since childhood, making it extremely difficult for him to grow into a well-liked and qualified Kazekage. Even though the higher-ups unanimously passed a resolution, the actual training process will not be smooth.

She had to shoulder the responsibilities of an older sister, so that her two younger brothers could rely on her. No matter what, the fan had to be returned, and Sunagakure could no longer yield to Konohagakure.

Just as she was about to break the silence, the other person spoke first.

"Tell me, how do you plan to get the fan back?"

Temari swallowed hard, opened her mouth for a long time before finally speaking, her demeanor noticeably weakened.

"Please give it back to me, I will pay you."

"Money?" Naruto didn't even frown. "I don't need that kind of thing. You wanted to kill me back then, but I let you go."

"Now, you're asking me for a fan?"

Tsunade gave him the task of returning the fan, and that was the end of it. But Naruto knew that if he returned the fan without saying a word, he would definitely get a scolding when he got back.

He didn't want to write that mission report at all. Sasuke ran away, so what was the point of reviewing it? The report would say that he killed four of the Sound Ninja Five and then returned after Chakra?

That definitely won't work; it has to be written according to the mission report format prescribed by the Konoha Ninja. Originally, only the team leader needed to write one report, so I don't know what Tsunade is up to.

Not only did the team leader Shikamaru have to write a mission report, but the five people who participated in the mission to intercept Sasuke's defection also had to write one, which led to the scene at the beginning of the morning.

Instead of going back to write a report, I'd rather stay here a little longer.

And it seems like she's about to lose a small pearl?

Funny. (Grinning)

"Coco, didn't you electrocute me back then too?" Temari said, barely suppressing her embarrassment. "We should have evened things out a long time ago."

"That's because you're so stubborn," Naruto retorted. "You should have just given in earlier and suffered less."