You Didn't Come Looking for Me Just to Chat, Did You?

Inside the Anbu service's cell, several grown men huddled together smoking.

Naruto lay on the small sofa, one hand dangling casually, half-asleep and half-awake. Shikamaru, Asuma, Ibiki Morino huddled together, waiting for the result.

The interrogation was not communicated to Inoichi Yamanaka, firstly for fear of making too much noise and alerting the suspect, and secondly because the prisoner had a seal in his mind; entering with mind-reading abilities or breaking the seal would result in immediate brain death.

The person also had a seal on their mouth, preventing them from speaking out of their own mouth.

Now that the Cursed Tongue Eradication Seal has been broken, we can only rely on traditional interrogation. To prevent the prisoner from committing suicide, Shikamaru has been staying here for a few days.

The three sparks flickered, and wisps of smoke rose continuously, somewhat choking the air. There were no main lights in the room, only a dim little lamp hanging in the corner.

Uzuki Yugao pushed open the door and walked in, looking around expressionlessly.

"Did you tell me?" Shikamaru asked.

"Okay." She nodded and placed a document on the table.

The three men looked at it separately, appearing somewhat surprised. The commotion from the interrogation room was quite loud; the man's desperate screams were chilling.

The interrogation lasted three days, with people coming and going continuously. The Medical Unit went in several times, and they all came out looking unwell.

Ibiki Morino hesitated several times, wanting to remind Naruto not to go too far. What if this crucial evidence was lost? Who could bear the responsibility if someone died?

But every time the words were on the tip of his tongue, he couldn't bring himself to speak, because this person had only taken someone inside once. It was probably for instruction, or perhaps to provide a direction for interrogation.

After that incident, he stayed in this rest room. He ignored the screams, ate and slept as usual, and got up to walk around when he was bored.

This is underground in Konohagakure, where sound is so dense that even the sound of slaughtering a pig wouldn't reach the surface.

Naruto woke up too, sat on the sofa for a while to recover, glanced at Uzuki Yugao, and asked the same question again.

"Did you tell everything?"

"Hmm." Uzuki Yugao's expression remained unchanged. "She even talked about ****, and clearly described the woman's features. She said everything she remembered."

"Okay, I'm off then. Remember to pay next time." With that, Naruto stretched, said goodbye to Shikamaru and the others, and left.

After Naruto left, Uzuki Yugao also left. Seeing this, Ibiki Morino chased after her, his scarred face contorted with rage, and with a complicated expression, he led Uzuki Yugao to a secluded spot and questioned her.

Is that person still alive?

"Alive, but basically crippled." Uzuki Yugao pursed her lips, her face somewhat subdued, as if she had recalled something terrifying.

"Is there nothing the Medical Unit can do? This person will be useful later; he can't just die like this." Ibiki Morino frowned. "Any problems need to be addressed promptly."

"The Medical Unit has come, but there's nothing they can do. They can only keep him alive." Uzuki Yugao replied.

"Damn it! Although we achieved our goal, it was too reckless." Ibiki Morino turned to leave, and Uzuki Yugao just watched him go.

Where did that person go?

"Lord Ibiki? He's been taken into custody. What happened?" The Torture and Interrogation Force members were completely bewildered.

"How badly are the man injured?"

"Injuries?" The members of the Torture and Interrogation Force looked strange and stammered.

"Speak quickly!" Ibiki Morino impatiently. He was already preparing a contingency plan in his mind; no matter what happened, he would never...

At least Naruto got the answer, so he couldn't deny what others had said.

"This... Ibiki, that man wasn't injured. There wasn't a single scratch on his body, just a head bruise. He tried to kill himself."

"No wounds? Then why is the prisoner screaming in so much pain?"

"This..." The members of the Torture and Interrogation Force looked complicated. "Lord Ibiki, we've been taking turns going in to interrogate him, we haven't given him a chance to breathe."

"Interrogation due to fatigue?" He pondered for a moment. Eight Gates interrogation methods, and he had used interrogation due to fatigue before.

"No, we just kept asking him if he had ever thought about killing his mother, if he had ever thought about *******," the Torture and Interrogation Force said, picking out a few things to say.

Apart from the first one, which was barely acceptable, the subsequent questions challenged the limits of human nature more and more, almost relentlessly digging into the darkness within people's hearts.

Asking questions for a whole day is enough to shatter one's worldview and shatter one's beliefs. No wonder that person... Sigh, Ibiki Morino felt a chill run down her spine, finally understanding what Uzuki Yugao meant.

"Is that person crazy?"

"I'm not crazy, I'll answer whatever you ask," the Torture and Interrogation Force member said truthfully.

Ibiki Morino's eyelids twitched slightly; he wanted to say something but couldn't find the words. He could only wave the other person away and silently light a cigarette.

The flickering starlight illuminated his hardened face.

Naruto returned home and lay on the sofa for a while, but felt even more uncomfortable. He had been sleeping on the sofa for the past few days, and his back and waist ached. It was so uncomfortable for such a tall guy to be curled up on the sofa to sleep.

If it were comfortable, that would be truly unbelievable.

Just as he got up, he saw Nine-Tails swagger out of the room and head straight for the refrigerator in the kitchen. Nine-Tails seemed to sense something and turned to look at him.

What are you looking at?

Naruto's eyelids twitched slightly, and he remained silent for a moment.

"I didn't see anything."

Feeling comfortable, Nine-Tails continued swaggering towards the kitchen. It yanked open the refrigerator and was reaching inside with its little paws when it suddenly saw a hand reach over its head.

The next second, the entire refrigerator vanished instantly.

Nine-Tails was stunned and turned to look at Naruto. Seeing the finally relieved expression on his face, Kurama turned ashen-faced, utterly devastated! Utterly devastated!

Happiness doesn't disappear, it just moves on.

After tormenting the dog and fox, Naruto went to the bathroom, took a shower, and then went back to his room to sleep. When he woke up, it was already dark.

Starving, he could only sit up. The bedroom was dark, and on the table was a thick stack of money Hinata had given him; Uzuki Yugao's million ryo hadn't arrived yet.

He randomly drew a few cards, then got up, slipped on his slippers, and headed to the living room. Nine-Tails- Tailed Fox was nowhere to be found, but he didn't bother to check; it was familiar enough with the area anyway.

After changing his shoes and walking outside, Naruto realized how incredibly busy he had been these past few days. One thing after another had kept him constantly occupied, and now that he had some free time, he felt strange.

He wanted to find someone to have a meal with, but suddenly realized that everyone was busy. Ino was busy implementing the communicator project, Sakura was busy working in the research department, working day and night.

Hinata has been staying at the Hyuga compound, so it's not easy to even ask her out.

He usually goes to Tsunade's place at times like this, but Tsunade can't tolerate him right now, and he doesn't want to go looking for trouble. Moreover, more importantly, he can't leave the village for the time being.

He's too busy to leave, Tsunade won't wait long; she'll definitely have to take action against Danzo. How could he possibly be absent from such an important moment?

"So this is your reason for looking for me?" Anko looked incredulous, blocking the door from letting him in. "Too bored to be able to find other boring people?"

"In your eyes, am I just an idle person?"

"You Jonin, your future is over." Naruto pushed her away, went into her house, and sat down on the sofa with practiced ease, letting out a soft groan.

"Are you sick in the head, Naruto Uzumaki!" Anko leaned closer and stood to the side of the sofa. "You really underestimate me, don't you? Ah, what do you mean by 'my future is over'?"

"Otherwise what?" Naruto never backed down in a verbal battle, glancing at Anko. "She's almost thirty and still a Special Jonin."

"Seeing that there's no hope of improving your skills any further, aren't you considering retiring early?"

As he spoke, he picked up an application from the table and crossed his legs. Upon seeing this, Anko's pupils dilated slightly, and she lunged forward to snatch it.

"Give it back to me!"

"Would it kill you to look? You stupid woman." Naruto wouldn't give it to her and even read the contents aloud, "Applying to become a teacher at the Ninja Academy?"

"Applicant: Mitarashi Anko".

"What does this have to do with you!" Anko was both embarrassed and angry, and secretly blamed herself for being careless. She should have hidden this thing away.

But it's too late now; everything has been seen.

"Of course it has nothing to do with me. If you want to change jobs, then change jobs." Naruto held up the application form and looked it over again, saying, "Being a teacher suits you quite well, you lazy Jonin."

"You!!!" Anko really wanted to strangle him, but she clenched her fists and held back. She sat down on the other side of the sofa with a thud and sighed.

"I don't have any talent anyway, and I can't do any missions now. After thirty, my career is basically over. Where else can I go if I don't go to school?"

"That makes sense. So when are you going to teach at the Ninja Academy?" Naruto asked.

"Who knows? We'll just have to see when the application gets approved. If it gets stuck, we'll have to ask around. Just thinking about it gives me a headache, huh?"

"Then why didn't you come to me?" Naruto loosely unbuckled his belt, lay back on the sofa, and asked, looking at the ceiling.

"Would it be of any use to me to ask you?" Anko asked, startled.

What do you think?

"Will it work?" A glimmer of hope ignited in her eyes.

"It's no use."

"Tch, that's practically the same as saying nothing at all." Anko rolled her eyes, got up and went to pour herself some water, her voice muffled as it came from the kitchen.

"Sometimes you just have to admit that people can't be compared to geniuses like Kakashi. Shizune has now inherited Lord Tsunade's mantle and become the Head of Medical Department."

"Oh, you know that seat used to be occupied by Lord Tsunade. I heard that during wartime, only when Lord Tsunade was in charge of the Medical Unit could the morale of the troops be stabilized."

As she spoke, Anko came out of the kitchen carrying two glasses of water and placed them in front of him.

"That's all in the past. She can't lead a team into battle anymore, and who knows if there will be war in the future," Naruto said vaguely.

"They'll probably fight. The situation is far from balanced right now," Anko analyzed seriously. "The reason Konohagakure and Sand joined forces is to fight against Iwagakure, isn't it?"

"But as Jonin, aren't you also going to the battlefield?" Naruto asked.

"If we really have to go to the battlefield, then we can't avoid it." Anko took small sips of water. "Although I don't really want to go either, it's about the village after all."

Anko's words were quite honest, and the two of them were very approachable. One was a lazy bum, and the other was a lazy bum, both wishing they could get more for less work Tenten.

A true master of slacking off, a woman who leaves work two hours early.

That was probably the only time the two had ever been intimate, but Anko didn't seem to take it seriously. They were both adults, each getting what they wanted.

She didn't think she liked Naruto that much; she just felt comfortable around him. After all, she couldn't stay a virgin forever, even though she was still a virgin.

Since it doesn't matter who it's given to, it's better to kill two birds with one stone.

Anyway, she never thought about getting married. Her life had been incredibly bumpy; she started strong but played everything badly. Now, nearing thirty, she hasn't had many smooth days.

Having lost all hope for life, she also had little expectation for relationships. Long past the age of eighteen, she was now only interested in food.

"Do you plan to be with Ino or Hinata in the future?" Anko asked curiously as the conversation turned to the topic of relationships.

"Why do you care so much?" he said, pursing his lips. These people are really nosy.

However, he was vaguely worried. Were so many people watching this thing? He would have to be more careful in the future, in case it suddenly exploded.

"I want to know, just out of curiosity," Anko said. "No matter which one you choose, it's not a big problem. Both Yamanaka Clan and Hinata will accept you as their son-in-law."

"If you want both, then..."

"I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Naruto sat up from the sofa.

"Don't be nervous, I was just saying," Anko said lazily, leaning back on the sofa. "I just think that someone with your personality definitely won't suffer a loss."

"They might plan to strike first, for example, trick Ino and Hinata into their hands, and then find a reason or wait for an opportunity."

"And what about you?" He couldn't take it anymore and quickly changed the subject; Anko really understood him.

If she keeps talking, she'll be stripping herself bare.

"Me?" Anko sat up too. "I don't know. I'm used to being alone. It's impossible for me to have another person in my life, to start dating like a little girl in my twenties."

"Sometimes I envy Asuma and Kurenai. They were childhood sweethearts and got married and had children naturally. But when I really wanted it, I found it so difficult."

"It's too much trouble to get along and adjust to each other. What if we fail after adjusting and adjust, and we're back to square one? It's better not to start at all."

"Oh." Naruto didn't react much, his gaze sweeping over Anko.

Anko listened to him and controlled her sugar intake. Naruto suddenly felt that Anko's waist seemed thinner and her buttocks more shapely. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but Anko suddenly seemed to have a slimmer waist and more defined hips.

Her fair feet rested on the glass coffee table, her bright red nail polish like red plum blossoms falling on snow.

"You didn't come here just to chat with me, did you?" Anko looked at him and asked tentatively. "I remember you weren't that honest, hmm."

Naruto: "."