Love was not something controlled by will, much less a possession.
From beginning to end, Naruto knew what he was doing and why he was doing it.
By then, Sakura had already returned with the water, but when she heard Sasuke's anguished, despairing sobs, she stopped instead of approaching and leaned against a large tree, silently blaming herself.
"The person who could kill me in an instant told me himself that, five years ago, Itachi could have killed him just as easily..."
Tears filled Sasuke's eyes and covered his face. Looking earnestly at Naruto's face just inches away, he asked, "Naruto, am I really that weak?"
Seeing Sasuke so vulnerable, his confidence shattered, Naruto did not answer the question directly.
He slowly pulled Sasuke into a tight embrace. "Sasuke, if... we ran into your older brother Itachi together, could I fight him?"
"Actually... if you're willing... I could help you grow stronger faster."
Yes, faster-not instantly.
Why?
The system could indeed impart all kinds of ninjutsu directly, but that was limited to its host, Naruto. Beyond that, the only real help Naruto could offer Sasuke was with his foundations, such as his chakra reserves and potions, but taking potions required a period of assimilation.
Exchange points for a Mangekyo or an eternal Mangekyō Sharingan and give it straight to Sasuke?
If he brought it out, how would he explain where it came from?
Although Sasuke lacked worldly experience, he still knew that the Sharingan was exclusive to the Uchiha Clan, let alone something as precious as the Mangekyo.
If Sasuke pressed him about its origins, how would Naruto explain? Tell him he had a system?
Once doubt entered a relationship, that relationship was destined to fall apart under the weight of suspicion.
Especially since Sasuke still carried the hatred of