The spices they had brought along removed the wild boar's gamey smell. Sizzling fat danced over the flames, releasing a mouthwatering aroma.
"It doesn't taste as good as Auntie Aoi's cooking."
Naruto took a bite of meat and complained.
Several dark lines appeared on Sasuke's forehead. What did they have to work with, and what do we have? Don't you have any sense of perspective, you blond idiot?
They had premium farm-raised beef, spices cultivated by the Nara Clan, and a skilled chef to cook it.
We have a wild boar that ran around wherever it liked, some unknown spices you pulled out of who knows where, and the cooking skills of a six-year-old-me.
A little thought should tell you there's no comparison, right?!
Actually, across their entire grade, Naruto's group was absolutely leagues ahead of everyone else.
A wooden shelter for shade, a fire lit early on, a large pile of dry wood, and that enormous wild boar.
"Seriously? You guys took down this wild boar?"
Kiba rubbed his eyes, staring in disbelief at Pig Two's increasingly hot body, his voice trembling slightly.
Naruto used water to wipe the grease off his mouth and nodded.
"Sasuke took it down."
"When it comes to fighting wild boars, I, Naruto, would call Sasuke... mmph, mmph, mmph."
Sasuke covered Naruto's mouth, then stuffed some cooked meat into it.
"If there's nothing else, go find your own prey."
Sasuke waved at Kiba.
"You're welcome to use our fire."
After some thought, Sasuke felt his words had sounded a little cold, so he added that.
Kiba looked at Naruto, whose mouth had been stuffed full, and Sasuke, who had forced a strange smile onto his face, then silently stepped back.
"Oh, then I'll go take care of our food."
Since they were near