Akamaru Was Injured, So Sakura Came Over Dressed Lightly-Probably Free Labor

The next day.

Early in the morning, Naruto was getting ready to go out to buy groceries and was bending over to change his shoes in the entryway. He looked up and saw Nine-Tails's head peeking out from behind the sofa, before quickly disappearing back into the shadows.

He couldn't help but sneer, thinking to himself that he had the bait in hand. If you're not tempted on the first day, and not tempted on the second, you might be able to hold out for a while, but you won't last until the fifteenth. Sooner or later, you'll take the bait.

"Is there something you need?" Naruto, having put on his shoes, stood in the entryway and deliberately asked Kurama (the Nine-Tails) in the living room.

"Oh, it's nothing. Where are you going?" Nine-Tails Fox's head reappeared from behind the sofa, its tone a little awkward.

Normally, it never cares where Naruto goes, but today it seems to have ulterior motives. Its pretentious question almost made Naruto burst out laughing.

"Go buy some supplies for the ritual. We'll start the ritual in a couple of days," Naruto said seriously.

He knew it knew he was fishing, but he didn't mind letting it know. This was a blatant scheme; the old man was cunning and not someone Nine-Tails could easily manipulate.

"A sacrifice? How do we perform a sacrifice?" Nine-Tails- Tails stood on the sofa, looking conflicted.

"Pour it on the ground and soak the soil with wine."

"Wh!!! What!!! Falling to the ground!" Nine-Tails stood up on the sofa, his face filled with shock and heartache. "Isn't this a waste?!"

Seeing Nine-Tails's pained expression, Naruto even suspected that it would lie on the ground and open its mouth to drink the wine on the day of the ritual. In reality, there was no ritual at all; it was just an excuse to lure people in.

"Idiot, what's so wasteful about sacrifices?" Naruto glanced at it coldly, gripped the doorknob, and said, "I have something to do, I'm leaving now."

With a bang, the door slammed shut.

He went out for a stroll and bought some groceries. Since he figured he still had some time, Naruto also bought some drinks and a batch of good wine.

Using inferior ingredients to lure the Nine-Tails was merely a delaying tactic; after all, he couldn't possibly have the audacity to ask Hinata to bring him ten bottles of the Hyuga Clan. But one bottle was clearly insufficient, leaving him with no other choice.

But he still needs to compensate Nine-Tails afterwards. He's just waiting for Nine-Tails to take the bait so he can lead Nine-Tails into a fight against the Akatsuki Organization. Anyway, with the skin of Evil God's Hound, even if Nine-Tails loses, he'll only get a beating at most.

Thinking of this, Naruto couldn't help but sigh. There are only a few gods in the Shinobi World, and the so-called peak of the God of Shinobi is nothing more than the heretic Otsutsuki.

Even at the end of the Otsutsuki, there are gods; in the end, it's just another civilization.

And this stranger, wielding the power of both the Evil God and the god of Death Reaper, and possessing Ninjutsu, could this be considered NTRing the gods?

But upon calming down and thinking about it carefully, he realized he had only taken some superficial things. He couldn't absorb Natural Energy, and therefore couldn't cultivate to Sage Mode.

The funeral of the Evil God's Hound and Kurotsuchi Raiga's Funeral was, in essence, a modified version of the system's artifacts. The Impure World Reincarnation without sacrifices was essentially a cracked version of the Death Reaper's evil magic, created by the system.

But he didn't care; he had no intention of becoming a god anyway. What kind of god is a god whose abilities can be cracked by the system?

"Heitui".

He spat and left with a look of disdain.

"Naruto!"

To his surprise, he hadn't taken more than a few steps when someone called out to him. Turning around, he saw Kiba Inuzuka, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, calling out to him breathlessly.

He and Ya have always had a good relationship. Although they like to tease each other when they meet, they see each other less often as they get older.

Even if they want to argue, they only say a few words appropriately, unlike a few years ago when they could argue with each other for a whole day over a single sentence. After all, those leisurely and affluent times are long gone.

"What's with your outfit?" He was slightly taken aback.

From a distance, it wasn't immediately obvious, but upon closer inspection, it became clear that Kiba Inuzuka's face and body were wrapped in bandages. His nose was bruised and swollen, which looked rather frightening, but thankfully he wasn't disfigured.

"You got caught peeping in the bath?"

"Go to hell! How could I do such a thing!" Kiba Inuzuka was initially quite happy to see Naruto by chance, but as expected, that guy couldn't say anything nice.

One sentence was enough to dampen his enthusiasm, and he wished he could just turn around and leave.

"Then how did you get all these injuries? Are humans no longer enough to satisfy your urges?" Naruto asked in astonishment. "Wait, where's Akamaru?"

"You jerk, you're so foul-mouthed!" Kiba Inuzuka wanted to punch him, but then he thought that in his current state, he probably couldn't win, so he gave up.

"Akamaru is more seriously injured than me. My older sister said he's still not out of danger." He said with a dejected look, "Do you have any ideas about asking Lord Tsunade Akamaru?"

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Naruto's smile faded, and he asked seriously.

"What happened?"

"It's nothing. It's none of your business, and asking so many questions isn't good for you," Kiba Inuzuka stammered. "Anyway, could you ask Lord Tsunade for me?"

"I'm really worried about Akamaru right now, Naruto. Brother, I've never asked you for anything."

"Ahem!" Naruto interrupted him, subconsciously taking a step back. "You can ask Lord Tsunade, but you have to tell me what happened first."

Upon hearing this, Kiba Inuzuka hesitated for a moment, perhaps thinking of Akamaru's uncertain fate, before gritting his teeth and speaking.

"They were Root ninjas. I clashed with them during a mission. If I weren't a member of the Inuzuka Clan, I'd probably be... now."

"Alright, your life is more important, I'll help you with this." Naruto said, standing on the street with groceries in one hand. "But Lord Tsunade might not have time, so don't get your hopes up too high."

"Sakura isn't busy lately. If Lord Tsunade doesn't have time, I can help you make an appointment with Sakura."

"I understand, Naruto, thank you anyway," Kiba Inuzuka said sincerely. "Although you're usually a bit of a jerk, I didn't expect you to be so reliable in a crucial moment."

Naruto's face darkened. "If you don't know how to compliment people, you should just shut up. Also, from now on, call me Clan Chief."

"What kind of clan leader are you?" Kiba Inuzuka, somewhat surprised.

Naruto patted Kiba Inuzuka. Naruto, carrying the groceries, his figure bathed in golden Nikko, spoke earnestly.

"The head of the Uzumaki Clan's Konohagakure branch, the Uzumaki clan, is currently recruiting new blood. Interested in bringing glory to my Uzumaki Clan? Hmm?"

"No, no, I cannot betray my ancestors. Maybe next time," Kiba Inuzuka politely declined.

Naruto felt a pang of regret; the glory of the Uzumaki Clan would ultimately belong to him alone. However, watching Kiba Inuzuka limp away, a vague, immature thought inexplicably arose in his mind.

It might not be able to bring Danzo, but it can certainly annoy him.

However, Akamaru's life is currently in danger, so as his adoptive father, I should help Kiba Inuzuka rescue Akamaru first. Anyway, it's just a simple greeting and asking, it won't cause much trouble.

The Hokage's Office.

Ino, the secretary, was diligently organizing the documents, while Tsunade pretended to be slacking off, occasionally glancing at various documents and making some comments.

The door was pushed open without warning, and Naruto walked in unabashedly, carrying a bag of groceries. No one had ever brought groceries into the Hokage's Office before; he was truly unprecedented.

"Oh, a rare guest, Naruto, are you using my office as a kitchen?" Tsunade sneered, her words dripping with coldness.

Upon hearing this, Ino trembled violently, breathing cautiously. She only dared to glance at Naruto out of the corner of her eye, afraid that the battle between the gods would affect innocent bystanders.

"I wouldn't bother coming if I had nothing to do." He carried the groceries, casually placed them on the chair, and then slumped into the chair, looking completely relaxed.

"Little Tsunade"

"Puff!!!"

Naruto was sent flying by a single punch, his chair and all, crashing into the corridor wall. Ino stood trembling to the side, silently working with her head down.

A minute later, Naruto came back in carrying half a chair, noticeably more restrained.

"Lord Tsunade."

"What's up?" She glanced at Naruto sideways.

"I have something I'd like to ask Lord Tsunade for help with. I wonder if Lord Tsunade is available?" As he spoke, he took out the bottle of fine wine he had gotten from Hinata from his Sealing Space.

Upon opening the bottle, the rich aroma of the fine wine filled the air, and he dutifully poured some for Tsunade.

"I don't have much time. Tell me what it is first?" Tsunade were narrow, and she took a sip of wine with her eyes half-closed. Her body was relaxed throughout, and she didn't seem angry.

Naruto knew she was susceptible to this, so he recounted Kiba Inuzuka's story without any bias.

Tsunade fell silent. Ino glanced over there out of the corner of her eye, then silently continued working, her lips pursed. A hush fell over the office, broken only by the rustling of pages turning.

"Let Sakura go, I don't have time here," she said.

"Okay." Naruto nodded, picked up the groceries, and left.

He knew very well that Tsunade had her own concerns; she couldn't possibly be involved in everything personally. Since the head of the Inuzuka Clan hadn't come to invite her, she naturally had no reason to approach him.

Many of the intricacies involved cannot be clearly expressed in words.

Konoha Street 404.

Naruto put the groceries he was carrying into the kitchen, then slumped onto the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling as he rested. Nine-Tails) approached, inquiring about the details of the ritual.

He answered half-heartedly, then suddenly remembered that he had given the only real sake to Tsunade, and felt a little guilty.

"Alright, we'll talk about it later. The sacrifice was a last resort." He stood up abruptly, fanning himself, and said, "We've encountered a problem we can't solve."

"What is it?" Nine-Tails- Tails knew it was a trap, but she couldn't resist taking the bait.

Just as Naruto was about to speak, the doorbell rang.

Open the door.

Sakura stood smiling outside the corridor. It was early summer, and she was dressed lightly. She wore a close-fitting pink sleeveless top and denim shorts with black stockings.

"I'm here for a free meal!"

The patriarch of the Uzumaki Clan thought to himself, "You've come at the perfect time. Free labor +1, and the kind that comes to my door."

"Come in first." He stepped aside.

"Excuse me." Sakura stepped lightly into the entrance hall, bent down to change her shoes, but unlike before, she didn't bend her legs, but instead bent her overly flexible waist down.

Her black stockings were glossy and sheen, making them impossible to look away from.

"Cough, that was too much. Be careful next time." Naruto coughed, unmoved, walked to the sofa, lay down skillfully, and said with a tilt of his head.

"The kitchen is over there. I've bought the groceries, so go ahead and cook."

"My cooking skills are so-so." Sakura pulled off the headband, put it in her mouth, reached up and tied up all the short hair at the back of her head, and neatly retied the headband with one hand.

"It's okay, I'll just eat whatever's available. I'm not picky." Naruto didn't seem to care much.

"I mean, why don't you try something else? I'm pretty good at other things," Sakura added, a sly smile on her face.

"No need, go cook." He sneered.

He's a fishing master in every sense of the word; just two minutes ago he was luring the Nine-Tails onto the hook. And now she wants to bite? How ridiculous, she'll lose if she falls for it.

"Oh." Sakura went to cook, and Naruto glanced at Nine-Tails.

Because Sakura was there, the fishing conversation between the man and the dog had to be temporarily interrupted. It stared at Naruto, who silently said "drink."

Good heavens, the true intentions have been revealed.

Naruto shook his head again. Liu Bei had invited Zhuge Liang, was caught fishing three times, and Zhuge Liang himself captured Meng Huo seven times. History proves that fishing requires patience.

Playing hard to get and pulling back is the only way to maximize the value of your trump cards.

The sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen, the rhythmic thumping of the cutting board, and the splashing of water from behind the half-open glass door. Naruto looked back and could see a figure in black stockings partially hidden in the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Sakura was chopping vegetables, silently considering whether she should just change into an apron. But fearing it might have the opposite effect, she shook her head and dismissed the idea.

However, the less interested Naruto was in her, the more she wanted him to show any affection. Being in the same room wasn't enough for her; there was always something more exciting to do.

While cooking, she glanced down at her clothes and thought to herself, "This is probably a normal size." The book said that when kissing, one subconsciously...

Anyway, the book says that if couples reach the point where their wet fingertips can hold a thin thread, then even if they become strange, it's not their fault.

It must be because of Naruto that things turned out that way. It's not so bad if things get worse, since my whole life is already in chaos anyway. Well then, let's just make things even more chaotic.

Thinking of this, Sakura's mood brightened again, and she happily prepared the meal.

"Dinner's ready!" she called out as she opened the kitchen door.

Naruto was communicating with Nine-Tails using sign language when he heard this, and turned around, startled.