Ino's Maid Outfit: Limited Edition
Ino blushed, looked away, her eyes filled with tears, and she looked embarrassed.
"I moved, so I came to see you." Naruto handed Ino the gift bag. "Were you alright that day?"
"I'm fine." Ino's face turned even redder.
When Naruto mentioned that day, the scene of the knife picking up the lace bra kept flashing through her mind, and she also remembered the feeling of being hugged.
Suddenly, I felt like ants were crawling inside me, a mix of sourness, bitterness, and itchiness.
She lowered her head, took the bag, and hummed in response. But she quickly raised her head again, as if remembering something, and asked.
Would you like to come in and have a seat?
"Neither my father nor my mother are here."
"Not here?" Naruto looked puzzled.
Ino instantly realized the ambiguity in her words and became flustered. Her pupils dilated slightly, and her face turned bright red.
What I mean is...
"Oh~" Naruto nodded.
"Aaaaaah!!!! You know nothing! Don't pretend you know everything! Take yourself back!"
Ino was furious and grabbed Naruto, pulling him into the store.
"Please wait a moment."
The female guest had already left, Ino, carrying a gift bag, strode upstairs, leaving Naruto to sit idly looking at the flowers.
To be honest, he didn't recognize many kinds of flowers, only knowing that this was probably a rose and that it was a white rose. Seeing the yellow and white flowers, Naruto immediately stopped thinking.
After watching for a while, a clattering sound came from upstairs, followed by the sound of Ino coming downstairs.
She was holding two cups of hot drinks, which appeared to be brewed cocoa.
From a distance, Naruto could smell the bitter aroma. He didn't like cocoa, but he could tolerate Ino's brew.
"Where did you move to?"
"Upstairs at Konoha Street 404." Naruto put down his cup, his brows furrowing slightly.
Ino's face fell instantly, and she pursed her lips as she spoke.
"If you don't like it, I'll pour it out."
"I will drink it with gratitude," Naruto said firmly.
"There's no need to be so dramatic." Ino cleared her throat, the blush on her face fading. "I really like the gift you gave me, thank you."
Seeing that Naruto didn't answer, Ino looked over curiously. She found Naruto staring blankly at her legs, and immediately became furious.
"You bastard!!!"
"I'm going to die! I'm going to die! Stop pinching me!" Naruto hurriedly begged for mercy.
After a long while, Ino released Naruto.
Naruto looked sincere and apologized earnestly.
"I'm sorry, Ino."
Looking at this guy who was better at being awkward than anyone else and whose apologies were more sincere than anyone else's, Ino sighed and facepalmed. Wearing her socks, she kicked Naruto to the ground, stepping on his chest without putting any force.
His naturally taut thighs were taut, and a terrifying shadow hung over his eyes.
"Go to hell, you bastard who doesn't deserve to live in this world."
"I'm sorry," Naruto said guiltily.
"You bastard, don't apologize with that look of enjoyment on your face! You pervert!!"
Ino was going crazy. She sat back down, holding the cocoa in both hands, the residual warmth creating a layer of condensation on the cup. Her face was steaming, and Ino's gaze was somewhat unfocused.
This person always says strange things; I wouldn't say I hate them, but I wouldn't say I like them either.
"Ino." Naruto stood up, holding his coffee and looking out the window.
Do you remember what you promised me?
"Sorry, I forgot." Ino paused slightly, then calmly got up and headed upstairs.
"A liar will swallow a thousand needles."
Ino stopped abruptly, stepping onto the first step of the stairs, and looked at Naruto with pursed lips. The latter smiled, picked up his cocoa, took a sip, and said with a hint of sarcasm.
"I just said it casually."
Ino clenched her fist and said through gritted teeth, "Fine, I'll wear it then."
After saying that, she strode upstairs. Naruto had no doubt that Ino had gone upstairs to get her sword.
This time, a long time passed, so long that Naruto thought Ino was asleep upstairs.
Moving in the afternoon was tiring enough, and the few sips of cocoa I drank earlier did absolutely nothing to relieve my fatigue; my mind immediately started to feel foggy.
He thought of Jiraiya, and then of the Third Hokage who had died.
Tsunade will likely succeed Fifth Hokage, Jiraiya will surely come after me soon. As long as I don't accept this fate of Child of Prophecy, everything will be alright.
Naruto's eyelids were drooping with sleep, and images of Itachi Uchiha's terrifyingly calm face, Kisame Hoshigaki, and Orochimaru kept flashing through his mind.
The Nine-Tails' face, Sasuke Uchiha's face.
"Naruto, Naruto." Ino's voice rang in my ears, followed by a shaking. "Seriously, Naruto, how could you fall asleep at a time like this?"
"Sorry." Naruto was lying on the table, looked up and saw Ino dressed in a Maid Outfit.
"Look! I'm going to change after you see this! You pervert!" Ino's face was flushed, and she looked unwilling, glaring at Naruto looking at a pervert.
In a daze, Naruto stared at Ino, who Maid Outfit, for a long time.
Her blonde hair flowed down her shoulders, and she wore two cat ears on her head. Ino's face showed an indescribable shame, and a red ribbon was cleverly tied around the loose, wide neckline of her women's clothing.
Her entire arm was covered by a long, thin black sleeve, revealing only her fair hands.
The bust is prominent, and the waist is fitted.
The large lace skirt only covered the upper part of her long, fair thighs, and white stockings extended all the way into the skirt.
Ino's unwilling expression was almost saintly, her condescending gaze narrowed as she looked at Naruto with disdain.
"Thank you for your hospitality."
"Don't say such weird things!" Ino grabbed Naruto's clothes, pressed her face very close, and said through gritted teeth with a threatening look on her face.
Just as Naruto was about to apologize, he heard a noise coming from the shop entrance.
"Ino, you mustn't be rude to the guests."
A wind chime rang out, and the door was pushed open from the outside. A middle-aged couple stood in the doorway, staring blankly at Ino and Naruto.
Yamanaka Rino's words caught in her throat, her pupils dilated as she watched her daughter, dressed in Maid Outfit, grab a boy by the collar.
The two had clearly just returned from shopping, with the clan leader Inoichi Yamanaka, carrying large bags of groceries. Upon seeing this, he paused for a moment, then silently turned his gaze elsewhere.
"Father, Mother??" Ino froze instantly.
The night wind howled, and atop the Hokage Rock, Legendary Sannin Jiraiya, stared silently at the night view of Konoha. Standing beside him were two elderly advisors, Utatane Koharu and Mitokado Homura.
"Jiraiya, we need the Fifth Hokage."
"What does this have to do with me?" Jiraiya asked without turning his head, his expression unusually serious.
"Yesterday, the Daimyo of the Land of Fire arrived in Konohagakure. In an emergency meeting between the high-ranking officials and the Daimyo, we decided to elect you as the Fifth Hokage."
"Jiraiya".
"The village needs a strong leader; that's our decision."
"I'm used to being free and easy; I'm not cut out to sit in the Hokage Building." Jiraiya refused directly. "Tsunade is more suitable to be Hokage than me."