Her Life Had No Light, So She Borrowed His to Look at the Stars

This is so strange, let me take another look.

Naruto felt a chill run down his spine. Anko stared at him, her two long, white legs draped over the coffee table. He recognized her; she had a voluptuous figure.

If she had a different personality, and wasn't so laid-back, she probably would have been married long ago.

He had never seen such a weak, stupid, and lazy female Jonin. She was clearly very smart, but she had absolutely no enthusiasm for anything other than eating.

She used to be more restrained, but now she's probably figured things out and is seducing people without any pretense.

They haven't broken through that barrier yet; so far, they've only reached that level. Even though Anko is almost thirty, she still has a youthful look in her eyes and brows.

The two looked at each other lazily and smiled at one another.

"What are you laughing at?" Anko asked.

"What are you laughing at again?" he asked back.

"I think you're a real jerk. You have to get whatever you want." She rolled her eyes and complained, "Actually, you know everything, you're just pretending not to."

"I knew you would come looking for me when you couldn't find anyone. Ino and Hinata were probably both busy, so you thought of me when you had no one to hang out with."

"Am I your backup plan? You knew from the beginning that I would wait for you, right? Anyway, I wouldn't look for anyone else, choosing you is the most convenient."

"You said all of this, I didn't say anything, don't make wild guesses." Naruto felt a little guilty, thinking to Anko that although Anko was unlucky, she was indeed smart.

His ability to see through people's hearts is exactly the same as Orochimaru's. He's definitely a disciple he personally trained; his analysis of people's psychology is truly masterful.

"Then just take it as me talking nonsense, it's all just a guess. If it comes true, it's just a coincidence," Anko said smugly. This was probably her only moment of brilliance.

She was able to do all this because of her understanding of Naruto, and also because of her own cunning. She wasn't unintelligent; she was just too lazy to use her brain or struggle.

Once you fall into the mud, you don't want to get up again.

Naruto once heard her say something that shocked him, "So many people fail, why can't it be me?" At that moment, he knew that this person was extraordinary and had the potential to be an ordinary person.

"It's fine as it is," she suddenly said.

"Huh? What?" Naruto looked up.

Anko was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red, and she gritted her teeth and said.

"You!! I'm telling you what's on my mind, and you're spacing out! Aaaaaah!!! Naruto Uzumaki, why don't you just die! Damn it! You piece of trash!"

Anko pounced on him, grabbed his neck, and shook him violently. It was this attitude of hers that always infuriated her; she felt completely controlled.

This guy is a real scumbag! Disgusting!

"I'm listening, I'm listening." Naruto quickly begged for mercy to avoid being severely whipped by Anko, coughed twice and continued, "I'm just thinking about your true thoughts."

"Didn't I just say? This is fine." Anko let go of him, lay down next to him, and looked at the ceiling. "I don't want to date, and I don't want to get married."

"But being alone is too lonely, and I want to do something different. But you know me, I can't find a stranger."

"Hmm." Naruto reached out and made a grasping motion in front of him. "I just think you don't need to do this. If you want to take it a step further, I can help you."

"No need. If you had shown up earlier, I might have considered this. But now... I have absolutely no interest," Anko said. "Hong has retired and returned to her family."

"I don't know what else I can do besides teaching at the Ninja Academy. It seems like the ninja career has come to an end." She curled up, looking somewhat helpless.

"I shouldn't have become his disciple in the first place. Even though I was useless, he still liked to praise me. Gradually, I thought I was good enough, but in fact I didn't have any talent."

"Sometimes I even suspect that Orochimaru chose me as his disciple because he thought I was stupid and easy to control. The more I think about it, the harder it is to break free from that mindset."

"Let's not talk about these unhappy things. Less talk and more action is more effective." He pulled Anko over, glanced at her, and then leaned down.

Anko felt like she was about to explode; blood rushed to her head, and her heart pounded wildly. Every step felt like a gentle, resonant pressure on her heart.

Midnight.

"Are you hungry?" she asked, peeking out from under the covers.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat now?" Naruto was leaning against the headboard, one hand on her body, the other stroking a lady's cigarette.

This was found on the bedside table in Anko's room. The whole package was there unopened, along with a brand new lighter.

He was about to get up and go to the kitchen when Anko got up first. She got out of bed without wearing anything and shuffled off in her slippers to the kitchen.

"I'll go, you just wait."

Looking at the closed door, Naruto thought for a moment, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Anko does indeed have a talent for endurance; her stamina is quite good.

Despite her terrible luck, she's still managing to live a mediocre life. Her mentality and physical health are both good; if she'd had a system years ago, she'd be a true protagonist.

She was once incredibly successful, an ordinary little Anko, the top disciple of Legendary Sannin Orochimaru. Her master possessed the potential to become Hokage, and his strength was unparalleled.

Unexpectedly, her master betrayed her, and overnight, Anko fell from grace. Her strength steadily declined, turning her from a genius ninja into a useless bum. All she needed was a system; she was none other than the Xiao Yan of the Shinobi World.

The happier he felt, the more resilient he saw in the Anko. Who would jump out of bed and rush to the kitchen to cook after their first time?

Actually, he originally just wanted to chat; he was bored and came to check things out. He knew Anko was probably free and would likely find a way to skip work tomorrow.

When he was with others, there were many things he dared not say. But with Anko, there was nothing he couldn't say; he knew she wouldn't mind at all.

For example, if he said he wanted both, most people would change their expression. Only Anko would just give him a thumbs up, saying, "You're amazing, just wait and see you crash and burn."

Not long after, Anko pushed open the door and entered. Naruto looked at the two plates in her hands; because the door was open, she could only hold the other plate with her body.

For a moment, he couldn't tell which was more delicious Anko or the other food. Which should he eat first? Hmm.

"Oops! I accidentally got some sauce on myself!" Anko was caught off guard and spilled some sauce on herself. She was annoyed. "Damn it, I wasn't paying attention."

"I want the plate that spilled!" Naruto stood up and said.

Anko:"."

The two sat at a small table in the room to eat. The single table was so small that they could only squeeze together. Anko seemed quite satisfied, and said...

"I bought a size too small. I should have bought a bigger one."

"Won't a bigger table take up too much space? I don't always eat here by myself," Naruto said, thus dissuading her from changing tables.

"That makes sense." She nodded, surprisingly taking the advice.

After the meal, the plates were set aside. Naruto had originally planned to take a bath, Anko suddenly suggested that they take one together, Naruto readily agreed without any objection.

"Lead the way, will you?" he said.

"Didn't you go there before?" Anko complained.

"Last time was last time, I didn't have any clothes. You should have a dryer here, right?" Without waiting for a reply, he pushed Anko toward the bathroom.

"Yes, you just haven't seen it." She opened the bathroom door and pointed to the machine next to the washing machine. "Heh heh, it's small, isn't it? It's enough for me by myself."

Anko's bathroom wasn't small; perhaps because she lived alone, the walls and floor were impeccably clean. The layout of the shower and bathtub was very similar to Naruto's.

Perhaps because the construction teams in Konohagakure were all the same group of people, the structures of the houses were all quite similar. Anko's house wasn't big; it was the kind of house that was small but had everything you needed.

A small house also makes me feel safer; at least I won't be afraid to sleep alone at night.

"Shall I take care of you? You can put your clothes here. I found the laundry detergent." Anko opened the cabinet and skillfully threw their clothes inside.

"Can I do it here?"

"Anything is fine with me," Anko said. "Oh, I forgot something, wait for me."

"These clothes"

Pfft

The two stood in front of the refrigerator, opened their sodas at the same time, tilted their heads back and took a sip, feeling refreshed.

"Cool."

"It feels so good to have an iced drink at a time like this. Taking a bath makes me feel so relaxed all over." Anko carried the soda into the room, and Naruto did the same.

"Can you drink this iced beverage?" he suddenly asked. "Are you alright?"

"What's wrong? I've always drunk it this way, and I've never had any problems." Anko was puzzled for a moment, then turned to look at Naruto. "Can't I drink it?"

"No, you should be fine." Naruto grinned. Sometimes fools are lucky, and being physically resilient isn't a bad thing.

Upon entering the room, Anko suddenly stopped and asked mysteriously.

"Did you feel it?"

"What?" Naruto tilted his head back and took a sip of soda, already used to her rambling and silly manner.

"I'm hungry again." She clutched her stomach and said with a pitiful expression, "My energy is being used up too quickly, and my appetite is coming on even faster than anything else."

"I'll go outside to buy it; it's almost dawn." Naruto pointed out the window; the long night was about to end.

"Alright then, there's nothing left in the fridge." Anko was frustrated and simply lay down on the bed without moving. "Thank you for making the trip, I'm so hungry."

"Then why don't we go together?" he asked.

"Isn't that a bad idea? What if we get caught? How will you explain it?" Anko lay on the bed and glanced at him.

"It's not too much trouble, and we probably won't get caught under normal circumstances," he said, sniffing. "Are you sure you don't want to go?"

"Let's go then, I'm starving." Anko got up and started changing her clothes.

Naruto found it somewhat amusing and changed into his dried clothes as well. The two of them went out in the dark, bought some food from a small stall, and then moved to another location.

The two ate their fill and leisurely returned before dawn. They'd spent the entire night taking a bath and eating.

I ate two meals, including breakfast.

Fortunately, neither of them felt there was anything wrong with this schedule. Anko even canceled her work the next day without any hesitation and took a day off.

They call it commemorating an important day.

Naruto simply couldn't believe that a woman who would immediately get up and get something to eat even after being sexually assaulted simply because she was hungry would just give herself a day off because she didn't want to go to work.

After washing up, the two of them fell into a deep sleep, each sleeping in their own haphazard way, without cuddling.

It was already afternoon when we woke up. The two of us, with our sleep schedules completely reversed, woke up groggily, looked at each other, blinked, and were silent for a moment.

"Let's find something to eat?" he suggested.

"Agreed."

With a new goal in mind, the two lazybones finally decided to get out of bed. They rushed to the bathroom to brush their teeth, but a momentary lapse in judgment delayed them for quite a while.

By the time the two went outside, it was completely dark.

"Let's split up and find something to eat, so we don't cause you any trouble," Anko suggested. "Our tastes are different, and we'll have to go to two different places, which will be a hassle."

"That's true," Naruto nodded. "Are we going together again tonight?"

"I can, what about you?"

"Then come back after you finish eating. Bring an extra meal so you don't get hungry again in the middle of the night." He stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, even considering the latter half of the night.

"You have amazing stamina," she said sincerely.

"You have good stamina," he replied.

"Haha, let's meet up again after we finish eating." Anko waved and disappeared into the night.

Naruto stood there for a while, smiled, and felt relieved. He then walked in one direction. He seemed to understand Anko's meaning; things were fine this way.

He unknowingly walked to the village's ramen shop, sat down, and habitually ordered a large serving of char siu. The first bite was an instant burst of savory flavor that tantalized his taste buds, instantly lifting his spirits.

What's truly remarkable is that the two of them felt absolutely no pressure being together. There were no worries whatsoever, and all their time together became a natural part of daily life.

Perhaps in Anko's eyes, daily life is no different from eating and sleeping; it's just a part of life. Having this part simply makes her happier.

As the moon rose above the treetops, the two returned to the small apartment, the curtains blocking out the dim light. His blood was like a burning ember, the atmosphere blazing.

The two kissed gently, from the sofa to the TV cabinet, their kisses soft and tender. It wasn't about romance; it was just an instinctive kiss, and their hearts gradually calmed down.

The night was long, and they could only grope for warmth in each other's arms.

The next day.

Anko found another lame excuse not to go to work. This time she was genuinely exhausted and slept all day at home. When she woke up, Naruto had already left.

She paused for a moment, then turned over and went back to sleep.

Life offers many choices, and she knew her Road to Ninja was blocked. She knew her life had lost its light, but she borrowed his light to look at the starry sky and the beautiful world one last time.

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He had somehow transmigrated into the body of Jin Do-jun, the protagonist of the TV series "The Reborn Rich".

The original owner was insulted and framed by a tycoon and was eventually murdered, but Jin Do-jun reversed everything!

However, as he climbed to the top, Jin Do-jun discovered that nothing beats the joy of having a beautiful woman by your side when it comes to power struggles and personal gain!