Applying Medicine

"Honestly, such a grown-up is still playing around with a pet."

With a helpless expression, Ino casually placed the keys on top of the shoe cabinet in the entryway, then used the cabinet as leverage to lift her foot and take off her shoes. Black pantyhose completely covered her ankles, and her straight calves had not an ounce of excess fat.

As the girl bent over, her thighs stood straight beneath her pleated skirt. She wore a long-sleeved knit sweater, which did not reveal her snow-white arms, which looked as white as if the sleeves had been peeled off.

What are you looking at?

"Huh? What?"

Naruto snapped out of his daze, looked up, and found Ino standing in the entryway with her arms crossed, eyes narrowed, staring at him with an indescribable expression.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt the temperature around him drop by several degrees in an instant.

"Ino, that one."

"Abnormal."

With a look of disdain, her jade-like feet, encased in black stockings, landed steadily on the floor as she passed by Naruto, leaving behind a refreshing fragrance that stimulated hormones.

"I was going to apply the medicine for you, but it seems unnecessary now. You can do it yourself."

There's really no need to apply medicine. Nine-Tails is just a ball of Chakra; after all, it's not a real dog. It eats and drinks every day, and all the energy from its food is converted into Chakra. Any excess residue is simply evaporated.

Therefore, even if you are scratched by the Nine-Tails, as long as the wound is not too deep, you don't need to worry about infection or worsening.

However, he would never tell Ino this.

Why are you here?

"On my mother's orders, I'm going to visit a certain foot fetishist." Ino sighed, picked up the food box, and walked into the kitchen. She frowned the moment she opened the refrigerator.

She walked up to Naruto, put her hands on her hips, and questioned him.

Why are you storing so much wine?

Naruto was still standing in the living room, paused for a moment, then kicked Nine-Tails. Nine-Tails wanted to pounce on it, but after glancing at Ino, it slunk away and went to sunbathe in a corner of the balcony.

"This..." He couldn't find a good reason at all.

You can't exactly say it was Nine-Tails that drank it; no one would believe you if you said you had a Fox-dog that loves to drink.

Naruto stood in the living room, somewhat at a loss, his body covered in bloody scratches, the wounds looking rather gruesome. Ino felt a slight pang of sympathy and complained.

"How could you drink so much alcohol?"

"I didn't drink it."

"Then who drank it? You and the Fox-dog are the only ones in the whole house. Could it have been the dog?"

"That's how it is," Naruto muttered.

Ino rolled her eyes at him, not wanting to waste any more time on the topic. She pointed towards the sofa, signaling Naruto to go over there.

"What's wrong?"

"Apply the medicine," Ino said irritably.

She seemed to have completely adapted to Naruto's nasty personality, so she planned to retaliate with a tough attitude and was fully prepared to deal with the strange scenarios that might occur next.

"Can I touch your black stockings?"

"No, if you do that, I'll kill you," Ino said through gritted teeth.

"What if I just look at it from a purely objective perspective?" Naruto seemed to have made a compromise, but in reality, his true intentions were revealed.

"Hmm," Ino secretly glanced up at Naruto's face, revealing an adorable, struggling expression, as if she was genuinely thinking. "Is that all you think about?"

"Actually, I'd like to see other things too, but I'm afraid you'll be embarrassed if I tell you."

Ino mouthed something disgusting, her eyes looking at him like he was trash. "Please keep those filths in your heart hidden! Don't show them easily!"

". All right."

What kind of tone is that?

"I just think Ino looks so cute, it would be a shame if we couldn't appreciate it," Naruto, lying on the sofa with a disappointed look on his face.

"Don't say such strange things." Ino hurriedly turned her head away and began searching for the medicine box in the low cabinet in front of the living room sofa.

Naruto, who had nothing to do, watched Ino kneeling in front of a cabinet, her back to him, rummaging through things. Her black stockings were slightly taut, and she leaned forward. Her back view was petite yet beautiful, the kind of classic beautiful back.

Seeing Ino's obvious elaborate attire, he felt it would be a waste not to praise her.

"This outfit suits you very well."

"Huh?" Ino remained kneeling in the cabinet in front of the sofa, but straightened up and turned to stare at Naruto, a slight blush appearing on her face.

Didn't I tell you not to say nonsensical things?

"I just feel that Ino dressed up so nicely, it would be too insincere not to praise her."

"I didn't dress up for you. I just wanted to practice my dressing skills beforehand." Ino tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and turned her head slightly to glare at Naruto.

"So cute it's indescribable."

"Hmm," Ino turned her head away, ignoring Naruto.

Half a day later, she came over carrying a medicine box and first asked where the dog was.

"Huh? You're more concerned about that dog than me?"

"It's clearly more popular than you!" Ino said condescendingly to Naruto, who was lying on the sofa covered in bruises, before laughing at herself.

Looking at Ino's smile, Naruto couldn't help but feel a little tempted. If he were to kiss those soft lips, it would probably...

Suppressing his impulse, he pointed towards the balcony and said.

"It's sunbathing there, but I reckon its wounds have healed."

Ino didn't go to the balcony, but squatted down in front of the sofa, puffed out her cheeks slightly, looked at Naruto with some displeasure, and said irritably.

"Turn your face around."

"Thank you for your help," Naruto said.

Why are you suddenly being so polite?

"Aren't you used to it?"

"No, I hope you stay like this." Ino said with a straight face, while taking out disinfectant.

"I can't be serious at all around Ino, she's just too cute, like someone I saw on the street."

"Stop talking!" Ino grabbed Naruto's head and pressed him down onto the sofa in shame and anger. "If you say anything weird, I'll kill you."

"Then I won't say anything more."

"But you still think about it in your heart, don't you?"

"I can't hide it from you."

"Hmph, I know perfectly well what filthy things are going on in your head," Ino said smugly, taking out a cotton swab.

"Has Ino too?"

"I never thought about that kind of thing!" Ino was a little angry. She squatted down and poured out a little of the medicine, splashing it all on Naruto's neck wound.

He lay on the sofa, and thanks to the Nine-Tails' chakra, his wounds were slowly healing, though it was barely visible to the naked eye.

"Hiss! It's so cold." Naruto gasped.

"Serves you right for being so disobedient." Ino's lips curled slightly as the long sleeves of her light purple knitted sweater swept past his eyes, followed by the sensation of a cool cotton swab being applied to his wound.

The faint fragrance emanating from Ino caused Naruto's pupils to dilate slightly.

Yesterday's daily goal of 10,000 was unsuccessful; I deeply regret it. We had guests at home, and my mother, who isn't feeling well, helped out all afternoon. She was so tired last night that she fell asleep immediately. I'll try again today.