Resurrection of Kuina
As for Koushirou's other memories, about family, about the village, about the trivialities of daily life, Naruto did not look.
He was not interested, nor was there any need.
Then Naruto let go of Koushirou's head, returned to his previous position, and sat down.
A moment later, Koushirou slowly woke up.
He opened his eyes, and his first action was to look down to check his body.
His hands and feet could move, his body did not hurt, his clothes were intact, there were no wounds, and there were no traces of having been tied up.
He looked down at his hands, clenched his fists, and then loosened them.
His body was the same as before, with not a single thing feeling wrong.
Then Koushirou raised his head to look at Naruto, who was sitting opposite him drinking tea, and his expression was somewhat unsightly:
"Lord Naruto, what did you do to me?"
Naruto put down his teacup, his tone calm: "Nothing."
"I am interested in your swordsmanship, but the master of the dojo was unwilling to display it, so I went to experience it personally."
"Experienced personally?"
Koushirou's face tightened.
Although he did not completely understand, he roughly guessed something.
This feeling of being pried into made him very uncomfortable, yet he himself did not know what the other party had actually done; his body truly had no wounds, and his memories were not missing.
Naruto looked at Koushirou and slowly spoke: "Dojo master, although I am an overbearing person, I have principles."
"Since I obtained what I wanted from the dojo master, then as compensation, I can allow the dojo master to fulfill a wish."
"As long as it is not too troublesome, or something I cannot do, anything else is fine."
"Fulfill a wish?"