In the early morning of the next day, the sky was dim and Konoha was still shrouded in a layer of Pale Blue mist.
Naruto fell out of Kamui Dimension, and its posture is not at all as majestic as Hokage.
He placed one hand on the floor of his small courtyard, and the other hand pressed hard on Temples, which was beating violently. His forehead was soaked with sweat and stuck to his pale forehead, and every breath he took was obviously heavy.
He felt that he had a faint feeling of death, and Sage of Six Paths seemed to have waved to him with a smile.
The idea of "let the body see who is the master" is all nonsense...
Naruto was severely educated by reality in less than four hours last night.
Using Multiple Shadow Clone Technique to practice crazily draws out his physical strength and Chakra.
In the end, if Kurama hadn't heard the rough but anxious roar from the depths of his consciousness, and used Chakra with One-Tail and Four-Tails to force him out of that almost self-destructive state of immersion, he would have died quietly in Kamui Dimension.
Among Sealing Space, Nine-Tails's voice is dull, with obvious dissatisfaction and a hint of fear.
"Hey, Naruto, listen to me, Kekkei Mōra is not something that can be achieved quickly by overdrafting the body.
What you need most now is not to practice to death, but to rest! Immediately, immediately!"
"Yeah... Got it, Kurama."
Naruto took a deep breath and responded in a low voice, his voice hoarse. He stood up staggeringly, and the muscles all over his body were sore in protest.
At this moment, the door of the room diagonally opposite to him was gently opened.
It's Hinata.
Seeing Naruto's appearance, her clear white eyes were immediately filled with worry.
"Naruto-kun, good morning. Are you okay?"
She walked closer quickly and raised her hand slightly, as if she wanted to help him but hesitated.
"Good morning, Hinata."
Naruto forced a smile and tried to look energetic, but the deep feeling of exhaustion could not be hidden at all.
He apologized and scratched his still somewhat messy blond hair.
"I'm sorry, I had something to do last night and didn't have a good rest.
I may have to trouble you for breakfast today."
"No problem, Naruto-kun, please have a good rest!"
Hinata nodded quickly, his voice gentle but firm.
She looked at Naruto's pale face and light blue eyes carefully, and felt a little pinched in her heart, but she didn't ask any more questions and turned around to go to the kitchen.
Just at this moment, the door of Naruto's bedroom was pushed open carelessly.
Tsuna Teuchi walked out with a yawn, his casual clothes couldn't hide his proud figure, Golden's Long Hair clothes were loosely draped.
She had obviously just woken up, but her eyes had returned to their usual clarity.
"Hey, you got up so early?"
Her eyes swept over Hinata, and finally landed on Naruto, her eyebrows immediately raised.
"By the way, you Kid reminded me last night. Get me some pocket money. Shizune and I will set off soon. We can eat something on the way without wasting time."
As she spoke, she stretched her body very boldly, revealing her curves.
The fruitful and turbulent moments attract people's attention.
Immediately, she looked Naruto up and down suspiciously, as if she had discovered something new. "Wait a minute... what's going on with your face Kid? You're so weak."
What bad thing did you do last night and you didn't get a good rest?"
Her tone had the usual teasing tone, but there was also a hint of inquiry in her eyes.
Naruto quickly put on a natural expression on his face, even with a helpless smile, and smoothly took over the conversation. "I didn't do anything bad... I didn't rest at all.
I thought about Kirigakure Front in the middle of the night last night, and I couldn't help but take a look at it with Flying Thunder God.
I just happened to catch up with their celebration after the victory and came back after confirming that everything was fine."
He rubbed his neck and explained, "Tossing back and forth, Chakra consumes a lot."
"Hmph, go to Kirigakure to watch the fun?"
Tsunade curled his lips and accepted the explanation, "You are the only one who has the same Chakra energy and recovery power as you Monster dare to squander Flying Thunder God like this.
If it's Minato or Kid, even if you have Flying Thunder God, you have to use it carefully, unlike you, Chakra seems to be endless."
There was no trace of blame or emotion in her tone.
The conversation between the two was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of Hinata at the side.
The girl's footsteps paused almost imperceptibly. On her face with her back to them, the faint blush that quietly appeared quickly faded away, replaced by a sense of relief.
That's how it turns out...
Just now I watched Naruto-kun come out of his room extremely weak, and then Lady Tsunade came out of the same room...
She thought...
Fortunately, Naruto-kun just went to work.
Hinata patted his chest lightly and breathed a sigh of relief. The inexplicable anxiety in his heart disappeared, and then he focused on preparing breakfast for his family.
She rolled up her sleeves and walked briskly into the kitchen.
In Courtyard, Naruto took out his wallet, pulled out a thick stack of banknotes, and handed it to Tsunade.
"Here, that should be enough."
He paused, looked at Tsunade's eyes that instantly lit up, and couldn't help but add, "This money isn't much, it's probably just enough for your living expenses, so don't rush into Casino on the way, spend your time."
"That's silly, I got it, I got it!"
Tsunade took the money and twirled the thickness with his fingers skillfully, with a satisfied look on his face, "That's about right!"
She patted Naruto's shoulder forcefully. It was a habitual action, but the touch from her palm made her frown slightly.
The muscles in her shoulders were as tight as rocks, and there was even a slight tremor that she tried to suppress when she slapped her.
What did Kid do last night?
Is it really just a trip to Kirigakure?
Tsunade's eyes glanced sharply at Naruto's back that could not conceal its fatigue despite its efforts to straighten, and the faint shadow under its eyelids.
Questions were swirling in my mind, but looking at his hard-edged face, I didn't ask in the end.
Everyone has their own secrets and a weight that they must bear alone, especially being Hokage.
She retracted her hand and her tone became softer, with the concern of an elder. "Okay, I'll take the money.
You should really take it easy and don't act recklessly just because you're young.
Now, immediately, go back to the house and have a good sleep.
Hokage's burden is heavy, but the water must flow steadily."
She waved her hand, as if to wave away the worrying heaviness in the air, "Let's go!"
After saying that, she stopped staying and turned around, taking long strides with her blond hair rising in the morning breeze, and walked straight towards the room where Shizune was temporarily staying.
It wasn't until Tsunade's back disappeared in the corner of the corridor that Naruto's shoulders, which had been upright, suddenly collapsed.
He let out a long, trembling breath, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off him.
Fatigue spread from the depths of his bones like gangrene, and he could almost hear the subtle groans coming from his own bones.
Dragging his legs that seemed to be filled with lead, he moved back to his room step by step and gently closed the door.
He had almost no energy to do anything else, so he walked straight to the bed, like a traveler who exhausted his last strength, and buried himself face down in the soft quilt.
Konoha The morning light dyes the clear and bright sky onto the window little by little.
The extreme fatigue of his body and the sense of tranquility brought by this familiar residence were torn apart and strangely merged, dragging him to the edge of drowsy sleep.
Almost at the same time that Naruto's door closed, Hinata's figure turned back lightly from the kitchen.
She looked up at the kitchen clock. It had just passed five o'clock.
After thinking for a while, she decided to go according to the original plan and first wake up her sister Hanabi for morning exercises.
After practicing Gentle Fist for an hour, I came back to prepare breakfast, which was just in time.