You Don't Want This Either, Do You?

Temari was completely unaware that she had exposed her waist and was trying to reach the pen inside the curtains, her hand trembling slightly as she leaned against the wall.

"Just a little bit more." She gritted her teeth and offered her finger, trying to reach the pen on the ground, but she couldn't quite reach it; she was always just a little short.

If she tried to flick the pen with her fingertips, she would only push it further away. But at this moment, Temari couldn't back down, so she could only concentrate and continue to lean forward.

My brain was already congested with blood, and I felt a slight lack of oxygen. My face was flushed red, but I didn't feel too uncomfortable.

She went to such lengths just to retrieve a pen, and even she couldn't understand why she did it. She just really wanted to pick it up after seeing him accidentally throw it away.

It was as if that pen possessed immense magic, completely captivating Temari's heart. If she completely ignored it and didn't retrieve it, she felt a persistent itch in her heart.

It started as just an idea: would I be praised if I picked it up?

The thought that suddenly popped into my head was like gasoline ignited by a cigarette butt—it just wouldn't go out. After a moment of stunned silence, I put it into action. By the time my mind came to its senses, I was already bending down to pick it up.

After a while, Temari finally grabbed the pen, held it tightly in her hand, and then slowly got up and shrank back into the thin white blanket.

Naruto watched the whole thing, quickly withdrawing his hand and not taking his momentary impulse to heart. He re-examined Temari, not understanding what was wrong with this woman, why she had to pick on a pen.

Temari's ward was a single room, not very large, the kind of small room that you could see everything at a glance. The corridor at the foot of the bed was only wide enough for one person to pass at a time.

Konoha Hospital is short of beds these days, and it's already quite difficult that they were able to temporarily coordinate a small ward for Temari. Kankuro and Gaara are still crammed into another ward.

"Look at the agreement. If you have any questions, you can raise them, and I'll have someone answer them for you," Naruto reiterated, eager for her to raise a question so he could get rid of this woman.

"I picked up the pen," Temari said quietly.

"Huh?" Naruto was taken aback and looked at her in confusion.

"I found it." She gripped the pen so tightly that her hand trembled slightly.

"And then?" Naruto's gaze shifted downwards, staring at the pen for a while, then glancing at Temari, thinking to himself, "Is this woman out of her mind?"

Could it be that she's lost her mind due to excessive oxygen deprivation? Judging from what she just said, her IQ is no higher than that of a three-year-old. He was somewhat puzzled, but his gaze finally settled on Temari's face.

"I found it," she said.

"You picked it up, okay?" Naruto, a little annoyed. "Read the agreement first, and if there's anything you don't understand, tell me, and I'll go find someone."

Temari looked at him with a somewhat aggrieved expression. Naruto, seeing this, thought to himself, "Damn it. What's wrong with this guy? Is he expecting me to praise her?"

He let out a soft breath and said, barely suppressing his impatience.

"You retrieved it, that's impressive."

"Okay." Temari nodded, then put down her pen, picked up the agreement on the blanket, and began to read it carefully. The way she looked at it so seriously didn't seem like a three-year-old at all.

Naruto watched her nervously, afraid that the woman would suddenly blurt out, "Is this a painting?"

Fortunately Temari read it quietly from beginning to end, but unfortunately, she didn't raise any objections. She only looked up after reading the last word. Naruto was sitting to the side, leaning against something in a daze, and only stood up when he noticed her gaze.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem? I'll go find it for you."

"No problem, I can sign this agreement." Temari nodded, then smoothly signed her name and pressed her fingerprint.

Seeing that the mission was complete, Naruto wasn't too bothered; he just knew he could leave now. He didn't want to waste time on Temari because she was too troublesome.

"That's good." Naruto took the agreement and turned to leave.

With a snap, he felt his wrist being grabbed the moment he turned around. Naruto turned back and met Temari's gaze, whose face showed fear.

Naruto narrowed his eyes. He didn't like that expression, nor did he like Temari's personality. Just looking at her was troublesome.

What are you doing?

The mission was complete, and there was no need for him to be polite to Temari anymore. Even if the three siblings from Konohagakure and Sand had further contact, it was none of his business.

He's just a Genin; he can't manage so many things.

"I," Temari, can't say it.

Naruto stared at the pen on the blanket, a sudden thought forming in his mind. He glanced at Temari for a few seconds before speaking.

"Hand me the pen."

He spoke in a completely commanding tone, asking Temari to do a small task. Most people would have handed over a pen upon hearing such a request.

But after Naruto took the pen, he threw it on the ground again and said it once more.

"Give me."

Temari hesitated for a moment, but did as she was told. She bent down, picked up the pen, and handed it back to Naruto. But Naruto took the pen and threw it even further away.

This time he didn't say anything, he just extended his hand.

When Temari of bed and silently picked up the pen, handing it to him, Naruto closed his eyes and sighed. This is troublesome; it's still the same as before, nothing has changed.

A year ago, after the Chunin Ninja Exams, Naruto noticed Temari's unusual behavior. Naruto thought it was only temporary and that Temari would return to normal after some time.

And before leaving, Naruto even tested Temari. He caught up with Temari in the empty corridor of the Hokage Building and commanded her to stop and touch him.

Temari didn't comply; instead, she scolded him. He thought that would be normal, but who could have imagined that a year later, things would turn out this way again.

He looked at Temari, who was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, looking at him, Temari bare feet swaying back and forth.

Naruto looked at Temari with a complicated expression.

"Take off your clothes."

Temari blinked and raised her hand.

"Cough! Stop." Naruto sighed again, looking helpless. Things were getting more and more outrageous.

Temari stopped what she was doing and looked at him with delight.

"You'd better be normal. I don't know what's wrong with you, but," Naruto gasped, "Are you kidding me?"

"I didn't." Temari. "Don't be mean to me."

She looked away. "I don't want it to be like this either, it just happens occasionally. Otherwise, it's fine, it's just when I see you..."

Naruto looked Temari up and down, hesitated for a moment, and then asked.

Do you remember things from before?

Temari blushed and remained silent.

Seeing this, Naruto's lips twitched involuntarily. He thought to himself, "So you really do remember. Then there's no need to beat around the bush."

"You don't want this, do you? To completely obey a stranger."

Damn it, Naruto saw hesitation on Temari's face. There's no need to hesitate about something like this! Damn it! Would a normal person hesitate?

"Hmm, I don't want to." Temari shook her head.

"You'd better wake up." Naruto felt like he had used up all his patience from two lifetimes. "So let's just avoid seeing each other from now on. As long as we never see each other again, everything will be normal."

"No," Temari shook her head and refused.

Naruto: "Whether or not you want to is not up to you."

Temari stared at him and said, "I have a way of keeping you occupied."

Naruto was convinced.

The Konoha High Command would really side with Temari unless he completely hid away and ignored those idiots. As for Temari, he admitted Temari was beautiful.

In terms of pure beauty, the Land of Wind is known for its beautiful women, thanks to its abundant sunshine. Everyone in the Shinobi World knows that the female ninjas of Sunagakure have fair skin, so delicate it's said they could be pinched and feel incredibly tender.

But Naruto isn't unfamiliar with women; he wouldn't be so easily swayed by the eldest princess of Sunagakure. As things stand, getting involved with Temari wouldn't benefit him at all.

Temari stubbornly frowned, and just like that, she stood up to Naruto.

"Let's not meet again."

"No."

"You can't find me anyway, so I can't be bothered with you." Naruto said speechlessly. "I have many ways to hide. Don't force me to hate you, or I can't guarantee what I might do."

Temari fell silent, staring at the ground for a long time without speaking, before finally stammering out her words.

That's not what I meant.

Naruto didn't want to listen anymore. Things had already been discussed to this extent, and there was no point in continuing. His relationship with Temari didn't affect the overall situation; in fact, it was insignificant.

Given Gaara's current situation, he still needs to rely on Konohagakure's strength to plan a counterattack. The three siblings will eventually have to return to Sunagakure and face the Sand's high-ranking officials.

Like all power struggles, it ultimately comes down to the victor taking all.

"I'm leaving now," Naruto said. "Let's talk about this later. Let's both calm down for a while and then consider it."

"Don't want!"

Naruto frowned, and Temari stared at him for a moment before finally giving in. She lowered her head and obediently uttered an "oh," her voice filled with resentment.

He didn't care about any of that, turned around and left the ward with the documents.

Even after leaving Konoha Hospital, Naruto's face was still filled with displeasure. Temari's situation was difficult to handle; Konohagakure and Sand were allies, but Sand were in chaos there.

It's unclear what kind of messy agreements they signed before, but in any case Temari and Siblings seem to have come to Konohagakure for temporary refuge, and they still intend to regroup and fight their way back.

Naruto found these things troublesome, and he didn't think someone like Temari would like him. It was just a way of venting, or a unique need, that happened to be directed at him.

To be honest, he didn't like this feeling. This feeling of being used as a tool, even when he was on the stronger side, still made him uncomfortable.

Back at the Hokage Building, Naruto placed the documents in the Hokage's Office. No one was inside. As he was about to walk back, a figure suddenly appeared at the door and blocked his way.

"Have the documents been signed?" Sakura asked with a smile.