Walking Through the Window at Midnight, Anko's Choice Regarding the Cursed Seal

Bodhi Patriarch and Sun Wukong made a pact to meet at midnight, but that was for the purpose of passing on his teachings. Naruto and Anko, on the other hand, are completely eccentric and have no inhibitions.

Anko also had no concept of gender towards Naruto, and had a lot of chuunibyou (delusional) thoughts in her mind.

Naruto disliked Anko intensely, constantly referring to her as the weakest Jonin and a "fake Jonin." He had no qualms about insulting her.

Having agreed on a time, Naruto casually stored Anko's chuunibyou-esque lighter into his Sealing Space. Without lingering, he turned and left the Hokage Building.

He hadn't been this busy in a long time; his schedule was packed from morning till midnight. First, he argued with Sakura while fishing in the morning, then he asked Hinata for the Hinata -exclusive liquor.

Nine-Tails) has a particular fondness for this, and without the real thing, he can't continue fishing for Nine-Tails. He gave one bottle to Tsunade as tribute last time, and he's completely out of stock.

In the evening, Naruto went into Ichiraku Ramen Shop.

It wasn't lunchtime yet, and the restaurant wasn't too crowded. He found an empty seat, ordered a tonkotsu chashu deluxe ramen set, which came with a can of soda.

In the brightly lit ramen shop, Teuchi Ichiraku was busy in the kitchen, while his daughter, Ayame, carried ramen in and out through the noren curtain.

After eating, he went straight home and slept until midnight.

Naruto only got up hurriedly after the alarm clock woke him up, and his body instinctively washed up. He went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, and silently thought about things.

Nine-Tails lay on the sofa, his eyes half-closed. The living room was dimly lit, with only a light on in the kitchen. Naruto stood by the kitchen door, slowly sipping a glass of water.

Although it wasn't afraid of Naruto, it knew it was best not to disturb him at this time. Otherwise, it risked incurring Naruto's wrath and getting tricked sometime later.

Eight years after graduating from the Ninja Academy, he's still only Chunin. Hinata's words at noon seemed to have given Naruto a wake-up call; he should find some time to see Tsunade.

Before she steps down from her position as Fifth Hokage, let her figure out a way to elevate her title. She should at least be a Jonin; Neji was Jonin two years ago.

He shed blood and was wounded for Konohagakure, and went to the Land of Rain alone. The title of Jonin is well-deserved.

After nightfall in Konohagakure, there was no longer any talk of ninja patrols. The Uchiha had been extinct for many years, and the Konoha Military Police Force had been abolished by higher-ups.

However, if anyone does anything strange in the village at night, they will still be spotted by the Anbu. Naruto didn't hide or dodge; he took a shortcut, climbed onto the roof, and headed straight for Anko's house.

However, he was soon stopped halfway. The person was wearing the uniform of the Anbu. Before speaking, he took off his animal mask and said with some helplessness.

"Why are you wandering around on the roof in the middle of the night?"

The person who stopped him was none other than the widow, Uzuki Yugao. The grief over her ex-boyfriend's death had long since faded with time, and she was now the second-in-command of the Hokage's direct Anbu.

"Oh, I'm busy." Naruto pointed to the night ahead. "I'm busy, please make way."

Uzuki Yugao sighed, put on her mask, and said.

"Alright, if someone stops you, just say my name."

"Sure, your words are that effective now?" Naruto paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't you have some kind of token or something to use?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a sign from the Anbu flew towards him, which he quickly caught. The sign was engraved with Uzuki Yugao's code name and had a gold border around it.

It feels cool to the touch, and the texture is somewhat like wood and somewhat like jade.

"Do you have sweaty hands?" he blurted out.

"Get lost!" Uzuki Yugao left immediately.

Anyway, the two met frequently, and whenever Tsunade needed to find someone, she would send Uzuki Yugao to look for them. At first, sometimes she could find them, and sometimes she had to search place by place.

After so many years of getting to know each other, she had come to understand his nature. In short, he was easily swayed by gentleness but not by force, so every time Uzuki Yugao encountered Naruto, she chose to speak less and compromise more.

She knew this man was difficult to deal with, and offending him was worse than getting more sleep; it would only bring trouble upon herself. Besides, she also knew that she would most likely have to work with him in the future.

Doing a favor for Naruto is also doing a favor for herself.

With the cards given to them by Uzuki Yugao, they indeed had a smooth journey. No newbie or idiot dared to show off and get humiliated; the Anbu) was very particular about hierarchy.

The Anbu members weren't particularly enthusiastic, but they were selective about who they were dealing with. At least most of the Anbu members knew Naruto and his relationship with Tsunade and Kakashi.

No one was foolish enough to notice, and he arrived at Anko's house without incident. He didn't go through the door, but directly through the window. Suddenly, in the middle of the night, he started banging on the window—a terrifying sound.

Anko opened the door groggily and was immediately enraged when she realized the noise was coming from the window.

"Naruto Uzumaki! Are you crazy?!"

"How?"

"Why are you using the window instead of the door in the middle of the night!" Anko went back to her room and opened the window, not letting him in immediately. "Are you out of your mind?"

"Nobody knocks on the door in the middle of the night, it's definitely more atmospheric to go through the window."

"You're making us look like we're having an affair!" Anko ignored him and went to wash her face, grumbling.

A splash of water on her face dispelled the last trace of sleepiness in Anko. Looking at her increasingly mature reflection in the mirror, she felt a little dazed; time really flies.

Time was like an anesthetic, flowing by year after year, yet she still couldn't escape it. That person was dead? Her teacher, Orochimaru.

Everyone has a child inside them, and she could never face the shadow Orochimaru cast upon her. Perhaps in Orochimaru's heart, she was just a weak and spineless little girl.

He has no particular talent; his only gift is perhaps his ability to endure. He can endure both painful memories and mediocrity.

After a good night's sleep, I can happily go eat meatballs again tomorrow. The Red bean dumplings are so sweet they're almost cloying, especially for someone like her who carries a heavy burden of suffering in her heart.

The sweetness is just right, moderate.

The moment she stepped out of the bathroom, Anko's temples were still damp, but she had a happy expression on her face.

"Now you can tell me, what is it?"

"Where to begin, Orochimaru?" Naruto glanced at her, then sat down on the sofa without any hesitation and poured himself a glass of water.

"Hmm." Her pupils contracted slightly, and she smiled with feigned ease. "That guy was my teacher. It's unbelievable that such scum would die so easily."

"He's not dead."

"What?!" Anko couldn't stay calm any longer and stood up abruptly, unable to contain herself as she growled, "Where is Orochimaru?"

Naruto didn't speak; he was waiting for Anko to calm down. Perhaps Anko wasn't a very strong Jonin in terms of skill, but mentally she was definitely a competent, albeit somewhat novice, Jonin.

A short while later, she slumped back onto the sofa.

"Feel sorry."

"It's alright." Naruto took a sip of water and looked at Anko, who was nestled in the small red sofa. "I hope you can stay calm."

"Because what I'm about to say might be a little cruel to you."

"Okay." Anko sat down on the edge of the sofa and reached for a glass of water, but there was only one glass on the table. She didn't care and took the glass that Naruto had drunk from and drank it all in one gulp.

Naruto: "."

He was speechless at Anko's perpetually childish behavior and wished he could make her cry right away. This bastard was truly an old auntie obsessed with anime.

"Orochimaru isn't completely dead. He left a backup plan at the Curse Mark of Heaven on your neck," Naruto explained. "As long as that Cursed Seal is broken, Orochimaru can be resurrected."

"He planted something like a wedge on you, which you can think of as a backup of your soul. In layman's terms, if the Cursed Seal on your neck is removed, Orochimaru can be resurrected."

"How could this be?" Anko was stunned for a while before slowly coming back to her senses. She stared at Naruto with an incredulous look in her eyes. "Could it be..."

"Do you mean you want to resurrect Orochimaru, from... from me?"

The situation was far more complex than Anko had imagined. She didn't know why, and although it felt absurd, she had a feeling that Naruto had the ability to revive Orochimaru.

"I do have that plan, but I have something I want to ask Orochimaru about reviving him," Naruto said after a moment of contemplation. "It doesn't necessarily have to be a complete physical revival."

"What do you mean?" Anko asked.

"Just pull his soul out," Naruto thought to himself. "Doing this will be good for you; at least you won't be tormented by the Cursed Seal anymore."

"Break the seal, take revenge on Orochimaru, extract his soul, just like the Third Hokage did." He gestured as he spoke. "Theoretically, it's possible."

"Furthermore, there should be a seal in your mind, probably used to seal a certain memory. If you need it, I can help you remove it."

"You can solve it?" Anko, somewhat surprised.

"Of course, the Uzumaki Clan is skilled in Sealing Jutsu." He casually offered an excuse to cover it up, "Unsealing is as simple as picking a lock; that's their talent."

"That's pretty impressive, what kind of talent is that?"

"Unlock, I can open any lock. No, unseal... sorry, I spoke too quickly." Naruto coughed to cover his embarrassment. "So, what's your opinion?"

"What opinion?" Anko was clearly still a little confused.

This was a huge shock to her. She had hated her teacher for a long time, and she had just heard that he was dead. Then she found out that the damned guy had planted a resurrection Sealing Jutsu in her body.

My heart was filled with mixed feelings, like I had just been on a roller coaster and was completely numb.

"The Cursed Seal is on your neck, so of course I need your consent. Do you think I can forcibly revive Orochimaru?" Naruto said. "Although it's not impossible, I prefer it to be done voluntarily."

Anko was a little dazed and didn't realize what Naruto had done. After hesitating for a long time, her mind was still blank, so she had to ask for help on the spot.

"What do you think I should do?" she asked earnestly.

Naruto naturally hoped that Anko would agree, and the so-called inquiry was just a formality; Anko had no choice.