Summer Never Ended, This World Was Very Gentle

Upon hearing this, Ino sighed. Once her grandmother made a decision, it wasn't so easy to change it.

She nodded; for now, that was the only option.

On the way back, Ino somewhat silent. She actually wanted Naruto to comfort her, even if it was just some useless words, but she didn't want to take the initiative to speak.

Naruto, meanwhile, rested his hand on the train window, gazing at the receding scenery and feeling the train swaying back and forth, silently lamenting that the Land of Fire's technology couldn't be any more outdated.

In contrast, the Land of Snow already has technologically advanced trains, while the Land of Fire is still steam-powered. Both in terms of technology and people's lives, they appear simple and backward.

"Ino".

"I'm here." Ino hurriedly looked up when she heard Naruto call her.

My heart started racing for no reason. The wind from the open field blew in through the car window, carrying the scent of grass.

She didn't know why, but every time she heard him call her name seriously, her heart felt like it had been suddenly scalded.

Perhaps it was because I rarely heard him shout like that; from childhood to adulthood, many small memories had accumulated. Even the smallest speck of dust felt like a mountain when it landed on my shoulder.

Just like every time Ino sees a beautiful mountain, beautiful water, or a Great Green Tree, she recalls the Ino chirping that summer, the boy in his white short-sleeved shirt, his bright and dazzling smile.

At that time, she didn't understand what the best summer meant. By the time she realized it, she was no longer that carefree girl.

"Let's get the communicator ready when we get back. We'll install it on your grandmother when we come back," Naruto said. "What do you think?"

"You were thinking about this when you were silent just now?" Ino was suddenly touched.

"What else?" He looked at Ino, his expression somewhat surprised.

"Do you wish your maternal grandmother a long and healthy life? Time waits for no one. All we can do is speed up the things we are confident about and not wait until later to regret them."

"But the village's higher-ups..." Ino hesitated.

"What high-ranking? I am a high-ranking person." Naruto tapped his finger on the train window sill, his gaze brighter than the blazing sun, a smile spreading across his face.

Half-jokingly, yet with a touch of arrogance, he declared, "I'm in charge of Konohagakure."

Ino couldn't help but laugh, and she stood up, hooking her arms around his neck across the low table. Using the scenery outside the window as a backdrop, they shared a passionate kiss.

"Thank you, my boy."

The summer that has vanished is gone forever, and the carefree people have grown up. The only thing that remains unchanged is that they are still together, and her boy still forges ahead through thick and thin.

In this unfriendly world, we stand on tiptoe and kiss the decaying earth.

During the long journey, the two leaned against the table, so sleepy that their eyelids were almost closing. Just before they arrived at their destination, Ino woke up first, her heart pounding.

She always does this, worried that she'll oversleep, and always wakes up early as if she has a premonition. Every time she wakes up, her heart is always beating very fast.

Naruto was still lying there sleeping. Ino silently thought to herself, "How can he sleep so much? He's like a pig!"

But for some reason, I suddenly remembered something else.

At that time, she was working odd jobs in the Hokage's Office. When Tsunade was chatting with her idly, she was stunned when she heard her complaining that Naruto stayed at home and slept Tenten.

Ino remembered that Tsunade's expression was a little strange. After a long period of change, she frowned and said something that left a deep impression on Ino.

"Kakashi's mental health file also records a period of depression and negativity, which occurred after the entire Minato's Team except for him was killed in action."

"He might be a misanthropic."

Thinking of this, Ino was startled, thinking, "That can't be true, can it?" She had heard that people who are depressed have very low or almost no sexual desire.

But this guy doesn't hide his lecherous nature at all; he's just a bit lazy. So, it's far from accurate to say he's misanthropic.

The train jolted suddenly, and Naruto woke up, looking at Ino staring at him with a puzzled expression.

"Is there something on my face?"

"Are you world-weary?" Ino asked mysteriously.

Naruto: "."

"Just tell me!" she urged, seemingly eager to know the answer.

"What do you mean?" He was completely baffled, having no idea how Ino's thought process worked, or why she would act on a whim.

"So, are you a pervert?" Ino asked in a different way.

Upon hearing this, Naruto's expression suddenly turned serious, and he shook his head solemnly.

"I don't have any other redeeming qualities, except that I'm honest and not a womanizer. If you don't believe me, let's try sharing a bed sometime and see whoever touches me is a beast."

"No way!" Ino didn't understand the "beast" trope, but she knew this person had ill intentions.

"Cut."

She had originally intended to say something more explicit to test him, but the train suddenly stopped, and Ino had to give up. However, she could roughly judge that Naruto's sexual needs were definitely higher than normal.

Naruto had no idea what Ino was thinking; he just assumed she was playing some kind of test game. Was he world-weary? Not at all; on the contrary, he quite enjoyed his current life.

He had simply viewed the world from a godlike perspective, giving him a clearer understanding of its future and the world at large than others. Knowing more, ironically, brought him less joy.

Sleeping is mainly because I'm bored, and another reason is to grow taller. Money can be earned again, and strength can be improved gradually, but height and Naruto's growth only have one chance.

Even when he occasionally feels detached from the world while half-asleep, he quickly puts it out of his mind. Damn it, with so many long, white legs in the world, who has time to think about these things?

It was dusk when they returned to the village, Ino solemnly gave Naruto some instructions.

"For the next period of time, I will focus on Chakra communication. It will take about half a month or longer. If you have any news, just contact me directly."

He and Ino each had a communicator, the updated version 12.0. Even when they weren't in Konohagakure, the two could contact each other at any time.

Aside from the fact that the distance is directly proportional to the pre-animation time, the communicator seems to perform quite well.

"Okay." Naruto kissed her when no one was around.

"Hmph, don't push your luck."

Before it got dark, Naruto neither went home nor went to the Hokage Building immediately. Instead, he headed in the opposite direction to the Satomi Hill Villa.

Yakumo Kurama was still having dinner; she lived alone in the vast mountain villa. She had just picked up a piece of food but hadn't even eaten it when she suddenly felt inexplicably uneasy.

With a thud, the dish fell onto the table.

With a bang, the villa's gate was pushed open from the outside in. A figure, against the backdrop of the night, strode in without any hesitation.

"Who is it?" Yakumo Kurama stood up barefoot from the tatami mat.

"I Naruto Uzumaki." The figure emerged from the darkness and said with a somewhat nonchalant air, "I was wondering why there were no lights in the yard; I almost tripped and fell."

"I don't have money to pretend." Yakumo Kurama was so intimidated by Naruto's lectures that he shrank back whenever he saw him.

"No money? No money? No money is easy. Do me a favor and I'll give it to you." He sat down at the table as if they were old friends, but didn't touch the food on the table.

"W-what is it?" Yakumo Kurama asked hesitantly, looking down.

"Call Ido out; I need to speak with him," he said.

"Oh, okay." Yakumo Kurama breathed a sigh of relief. It didn't matter if he beat up Ido, as long as he didn't beat up her.

She figured that even if she refused, it wouldn't work. Now, although she didn't know how to get Ido to come out on her own initiative, agreeing first was definitely the right thing to do.

Anyway, whether I succeed or not, I can still get the money.

She tried it, immersing herself in the imagined danger, and soon Ido appeared on his own. He had a blue face and fangs, and apart from his body resembling hers, he looked like a demon.

"Roar--!"

Ido had just emerged and hadn't even had a chance to vent his emotions when he suddenly noticed Naruto was also there, and his pupils dilated sharply. He stopped mid-roar.

"Long time no see, Ido, I'm back." Naruto greeted him with a smile.

"You!!! You deliberately set me up!" Ido was filled with indignation, turning his head to glare fiercely at Yakumo Kurama.

Seeing this, Yakumo Kurama acted as if she hadn't heard, silently walking to a corner of the room. Then, she covered her ears, squatted down, and obediently closed her eyes.

"Damn it!! Roar—!"

Naruto sneered, rolled up his sleeves, and wasn't going to let it get away with it. He punched it in the face, smashing its two fangs to pieces. With a thud, he stomped Ido under his foot, shattering the tatami mat into a tortoise-like shape.

It was almost a one-sided beating; he tortured and groped him for quite a while before stopping. He looked at Ido, who was completely immobilized, his entire body practically a mess.

That's all for today.

Naruto's words sent chills down Ido's spine. Ido was now truly terrified of this sixth brother and wished he could get up right now and kill him.

Seeing that Ido remained silent, Naruto couldn't help but think to himself that this mission was indeed extremely difficult. Even after being beaten like this, Ido still hadn't uttered a sound.

It seems good things often come with difficulties; there's no rush.

Before leaving, Naruto left a box of money for Yakumo Kurama as compensation for the renovation costs. Yakumo Kurama silently accepted it; she had lost her source of income and needed the money right now.

Ido returned to Yakumo Kurama's body and obediently hid away. Being a youkai, it didn't understand the saying, "The tallest tree in the forest is the first to be felled by the wind."

All I know is that I've been having a run of bad luck lately. I won't die, I'll just go back and rest and be fully recovered. But getting beaten up for no reason Tenten, who can stand that?

The methods grew increasingly cruel, the attacks increasingly brutal. Even the monster couldn't withstand it! Even the arrogant creature couldn't help but wonder if there was some misunderstanding.

This is how the world is, incredibly real. With enough power, even a cruel world can become a kitten, which you can pet however you want.

Night falls and the bright moon hangs high in the sky.

Naruto had already returned home. He pushed open the door and was stunned to see more than a dozen cases of liquor piled up on the sofa.