You Wouldn't Want Ino to Find Out, Would You?

"Those three disciples that Jiraiya the Land of Rain back then, they didn't die?" Tsunade rubbed her forehead, looking a bit of a headache.

"That child was originally the most silent, but I never expected him to have such a dangerous eye as the Rinnegan. He also founded the Akatsuki Organization, capable of organizing S-rank rogue ninja."

"That Pervy Sage has a good eye for people," Naruto said with a grin. "He can get the Rinnegan from any disciple he takes in, but that thing shouldn't be in an orphan's body."

"I know even if you don't say it, but the problem is that Jiraiya said this thing seems to be related to Uchiha Madara, and that's the real headache."

Tsunade put the pen cap back on, then snapped it open again, her thoughts drifting, her hand unconsciously repeating the same action. After a moment, she looked up and asked.

What are your thoughts?

"I have no idea," he said honestly. "This has nothing to do with me. Besides, the Rinnegan is still in his body. Am I supposed to gouge Nagato's Rinnegan out for Lord Tsunade?"

A pack of tissues was thrown, but it missed and flew over Naruto's head.

"Be less glib and smooth-talking."

"Oh."

"I don't think it's necessary to interfere. The Pervy Sage will handle it himself." Naruto said, his long legs planted firmly on the ground, but he still lifted them up slightly, carefully choosing his words.

"Nagato's situation has far-reaching consequences. Who knows if Uchiha Madara is still alive? Besides, Konohagakure is currently preoccupied with its own problems."

Tsunade could tell that the kid knew some inside information but was unwilling to say it, so she gave him some advice that was half true and half false, which was somewhat of a reference.

If a Shinobi World giant like Uchiha Madara were still alive, the situation would be far more complicated than simply being difficult.

Seeing Tsunade still frowning in thought, Naruto showed no impatience, simply leaning back in his chair with his legs spread wide. He didn't want to get involved; Konohagakure would have its own strategy.

His opinion is actually not important. Besides, Tsunade's opinion doesn't count.

The Tsunade was so eager to groom Kakashi as her successor was probably because she was planning to take down the old guys in the higher-ups together and step down at the same time.

Most likely, her main target was Danzo. The Fifth Hokage cleared obstacles for the Sixth Hokage to take power, which was also a kind of inheritance of the Will of Fire.

Putting everything else aside, Tsunade truly lives up to her title as the Great Princess of the Senju Clan. Ruthless, incredibly shrewd, and magnanimous. In recent years, she has effectively marginalized Root, while incidentally promoting Kakashi.

However, these things didn't concern him much, and Naruto had no intention of meddling in everything to make himself seem superior. There are always people better than you, and there's always something beyond your reach; he couldn't possibly be better than everyone in every aspect.

When it comes to scheming against people, Tsunade is still the best at managing the largest ninja village in the Shinobi World.

The conversation went on until late at night, and the three of them were exhausted. They broke up halfway through the conversation. "Just survive, just survive," they thought, "There'll be another time. We only have one life."

Shizune and Tsunade prepared to wash up and spend the night at the Hokage Building. Naruto yawned and slipped away, stepping into the moonlight at the tail end of the new year and braving the cold wind to return to his long-lost home.

I quickly took a shower and completely forgot that there was a Nine-Tails at home. Anyway, the Nine-Tails doesn't need to pee; it just spends all day lounging on the sofa and drinking on the balcony.

Even if it snows in winter, that turtle won't freeze to death; Tailed Beast are just tough.

Just as he emerged from the bathroom with his wet blond hair, drying it and searching for a hairdryer, a pair of chubby hands suddenly handed him the hairdryer.

"Here you go." Nine-Tails had a fawning smile on its face.

He was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that this was truly unbelievable; to actually see a fawning expression on a dog's face. To be fair, Nine-Tails Fox's smile was rather lewd.

"Oh, what's up?" he asked casually, taking the hair dryer.

Kurama (the Nine-Tails) isn't that kind at all; it would never bother with Naruto unless there's a reason. It's the ultimate snob among the Tailed Beast. The fact that it was so perceptive as to offer Naruto a hairdryer this time definitely has a purpose.

"That... wine." Nine-Tails rubbed its paws together. "I've thought about what we agreed on last time, and it's okay."

"What did we agree on?" Naruto was a little confused. He pressed the button on the hairdryer, and the whirring sound broke the quiet atmosphere of the brightly lit living room in the middle of the night.

He didn't do it on purpose; it's just been so long that he genuinely forgot.

"How could you forget? Where's my wine?" Nine-Tails panicked and reached out to touch Naruto.

"Get away, what are you touching!" He reached out and slapped the Nine-Tails' claws away, and at that moment he remembered the whole story of how he had fished the Nine-Tails.

At that time, the Land of Rain mission had not yet begun, Naruto obtained a bottle of Hinata Hinata. He then fabricated a pretense of ancestral worship in front of Nine-Tails the Nine-Tails) to lure Nine-Tails into being his punching bag.

But Nine-Tails wasn't stupid. While it was frantically testing and pulling at Kurama, Jiraiya suddenly sent another message. He had left in such a hurry that he had completely forgotten about Nine-Tails.

However, the problem has now been solved, and the wine used for fishing has been given to Tsunade, Nine-Tails completely useless.

"That was agreed upon!"

"Who told you to hesitate?" Naruto wasn't going to put up with it. The Hyuga Clan's special liquor wasn't something it could easily drink whenever it wanted. Now that it was being given the cold shoulder, it would be even harder to order it around in the future.

The Nine-Tails was sullen, but it couldn't defeat him, so it had to give up. It didn't dare to say anything more, after all, Naruto was still its nominal owner.

Naruto dried his hair, feeling utterly exhausted, and without a Nine-Tails thought about Kurama, he drifted off to sleep.

The next day.

The knocking continued, and Naruto initially thought it was a hallucination. After all, he had only returned to the village yesterday and had gone straight to the Hokage Building without going anywhere else.

It was a special day, right after the New Year Festival, and almost everyone I knew was incredibly busy. Nobody had the leisure to knock on his door so early in the morning.

Bang, bang, bang! Another knock on the door, this time even clearer.

This time he was sure he wasn't hallucinating. Reluctantly, he opened his eyes, which were still bloodshot. He stared at the ceiling for a moment to regain his senses, then reluctantly got up and left the room, standing in the entryway.

"Stop knocking! Who is it?" Naruto flung the door open with a bang. Time had almost cured his door-opening syndrome, and he was just short of taking down Itachi Uchiha.

On a spring day, a pink-haired girl, wrapped in a fitted down jacket, looked at him with a smile.

Black Sakura knew how to dress up; she appeared light and agile, and when she stared at him, her eyes were like melting maltose, stretching out into strands.

What brings you here?

Can't I come to see you?

"How did you know I went back to the village?" Naruto asked, puzzled. Tsunade and Shizune had been with him all day, and they didn't leave until late at night.

"Oh, that's because I live next door to you!" Sakura said with a smile, her faint fragrance wafting in the cold wind.

"So you live next door. Hmm?" Naruto opened his eyes, wide awake. "What did you say?"

"I bought the second floor of the building next to yours." Sakura's face showed a clear and refreshing smile, the kind of smile that can only be seen in spring.

"So, Naruto, we're neighbors now." She leaned forward slightly, her eyes curving like pure crescent moons. "Our balconies are also directly opposite each other, so night raids are against the rules."

"Are you crazy?" Naruto nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. "The floors next door aren't worth anything; you'll lose a fortune if you buy them!"

"What's wrong with you, Sakura Haruno?! You spent so much money to buy a run-down house!"

"I think it's a good deal. Besides, didn't I already say so?" Sakura said with a grin, completely unconcerned about Naruto's reprimand.

"Who would take that kind of talk seriously! Damn it!" He felt a tightness in his chest for a moment, completely unable to understand what kind of thought process this person had, spending so much money to buy a house in a bad location.

But he quickly realized that her losing money had nothing to do with him.

"Is there something you need? If not, I'm going back to sleep." Naruto gripped the door with one hand, glancing at her with a hint of boredom. "If you need something, hurry up and say it, I'm going back to sleep too."

"Ugh, so embarrassing. Are you implying that I can only come in if I sleep with you?" Sakura made a very outrageous interpretation and squeezed through the door like a fish.

Naruto felt a little helpless. He glanced at the cold wind outside the stairwell and could only close the door for now.

After all that commotion, he wasn't sleepy anymore. He simply went into the bathroom to wash up, intending to go back to bed and try to fall asleep again.

After washing up, he was somewhat surprised to see breakfast on the dining table. He couldn't help but look at Sakura, Sakura was still smiling, but this time her hands were placed in front of her.

It turns out she had her hands behind her back because she had hidden her breakfast there.

He paused for a moment, but didn't hesitate. He sat down at the table, ready to enjoy his breakfast. Sakura immediately ran to his side, leaned down quickly, and breathed hot air into his ear as she spoke.

"Welcome back, Master."

This made Naruto's hair stand on end, and he gasped as he turned to look at her.

"You"

"Don't you like it?" she asked, pulling out a copy of "Make-Out Paradise" from her bosom. After opening it, she murmured to herself, "That's what the book says."

"Should I call him 'Dad'?"

Naruto ignored her and focused on eating his breakfast. He thought to himself, "You're dressed inappropriately; shouting won't help. I'll just finish breakfast and wait for her to leave before taking a nap."

He finished his breakfast, Sakura showed no sign of leaving. She leaned on the table, gazing at him with infinite tenderness. He scratched his face, and Sakura got up to make him a pot of tea.

"What exactly do you want?" he asked.

"Bringing breakfast?" she said, cupping her face in her hands, the two of them separated by a breakfast table.

"Okay, you should have seen it by now, I've finished eating." Naruto pointed to the empty breakfast box on the table, and the freshly brewed teacup was steaming with white vapor.

"I saw it, but it would be strange to leave at this time, since I was the first person to come and see you, isn't that amazing?" she said.

"What's so strange?" Naruto reached for the hot tea on the table, but then suddenly heard Sakura speak.

"It's like I've spent the night at your place; you wouldn't want Ino to know, would you?"

His outstretched hand stopped, and he looked up, "???"

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