Ten Thousand Paintings of Eight Galloping Horses Stampeded Through His Mind-It Was Over, He Was Toast

Sasuke was about to explode with anger.

Not only had this guy shared his pillow without his knowledge, but after waking up, he had called him a rat and a female ghost in black?

Even a saint had a temper, let alone a young Uchiha prodigy like him.

Who could put up with that?

Sasuke lost control. The tears pooling in his eyes fell like rain, while his little fists kept pummeling Naruto.

"Aaah... stop! Stop already! Don't hit me anymore..."

Naruto's scalp prickled.

Actually, the moment he heard Sasuke's low growl, he had remembered something.

Oh, crap.

He had been so absorbed in drawing up his plans last night that he had forgotten Sasuke was beside him before going to sleep.

Naruto genuinely hadn't done it on purpose. His mind had been full of Kurama and the novel plot he had hastily modified.

"Stop! If I told you nothing happened last night, would you believe me, Sasuke?"

"Like hell I would!" Sasuke bit his red lip, his big eyes brimming with tears. "I can feel how sore my body is."

Naruto froze at those words, then immediately shouted, "Heavens above, earth below... I'm fucking innocent!!"

This misunderstanding was enormous. Not even jumping into a pool of sulfuric acid could wash him clean now.

"I-I didn't do anything. I swear..." Naruto raised a hand, his face earnest.

But apparently, even the heavens were against him.

Just as Naruto offered to swear an oath to prove his innocence.

The sky, which had glittered with stars during the first half of the night, had quietly filled with dark clouds during the second half.

Suddenly, a flash of white light outside the window illuminated the entire sky. A thunderous boom followed, and rain came pouring down as though someone were emptying basins overhead.