Chun Muzi

It was around 9:00 in the morning. By this time, most people were already up, with only a few kids still lazing in bed, lost in their dreams.

At this hour, Konoha was already quite lively—shops were opening, people were out shopping.

"Konoha really is bustling right now. They sell all kinds of things, and there are so many people. The restaurants must be packed by now!" Uzumaki Chenhao thought to himself as he glanced at the small shops lining the streets.

"Once I see Muzi, I'll take her out to have some fun, get her something to eat. It's been a while since I last went out with her. I really do miss her," Chenhao mused, a smile spreading across his face.

In the Naruto World, Chun Muzi was now his closest friend. He had very few friends here—truth be told, almost none at all.

And so, Chenhao slowly made his way to Chun Muzi's house.

"What a hassle. There's no communication gear here. You have to knock on someone's door to see them, which is kind of awkward. Back in my original world, one phone call would've been enough, no need for all this trouble. Honestly, Konoha's development is really a bit behind," Chenhao grumbled to himself as he stood outside Muzi's door.

"Forget it, I'll just knock. Either way, I have to do it," Chenhao sighed, then walked up to the front door and rapped on it.

Knock, knock, knock.

After a few knocks, a very gentle voice came from inside the yard.

"Coming, coming! Please wait a moment!"

Hearing that soft voice, Chenhao was sure it was Chun Muzi's—still so gentle, so sweet. A smile crept onto his face.

Just as Muzi was about to open the door, Chenhao quickly straightened his appearance, wanting to make a good impression on her.

"Oh, it's you, Haohao! Come on in, quick! My parents aren't home today—it's just me!" Chun Muzi said with a bright smile as she opened the door and saw the handsome Chenhao standing before her.

"Hi, Muzi. I didn't have anything to do today, and I haven't seen you in a few days, so I thought I'd come hang out," Chenhao started, but before he could finish, Chun Muzi grabbed his hand and pulled him inside, shutting the door behind them.

"What's this all about? It's only been a few days—since when did Muzi get so enthusiastic?" Chenhao was stunned as he was dragged into her house.

"Come on into the room—it's hot outside," Chun Muzi said, tugging Chenhao by the hand into her room.

This was Chenhao's first time inside Chun Muzi's home, and also his first time in her private quarters.

"I never expected Muzi's room to smell so nice and be so tidy. No wonder she's the woman I've set my sights on—she's the perfect example of a good wife and loving mother," Chenhao thought, his face slightly flushed.

If they were both around eighteen or nineteen, something might have happened in a situation like this.