Chapter 522: What Has Blinded My Eyes
Chapter 522: What Has Blinded My Eyes
Following the path in his memory, Naruto arrived deep within the Inuzuka Clan’s compound and found Inuzuka Kiba’s home.
It was a residence with distinct characteristics of the Inuzuka Clan.
Even the door had dog reliefs, making one wonder if Kakashi had refined his aesthetic tastes here.
Naruto raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Soon, the door was pulled open a crack, revealing Inuzuka Hana’s spirited face.
Seeing Naruto, a flash of surprise crossed her eyes, which immediately turned into a smile: "Naruto? You’re back in the Village? Has the war in the Hidden Mist ended?"
"No, I didn’t go directly to the Hidden Mist front line."
Naruto shook his head and explained, "I went to execute a separate, secret mission.
I just got back, and I heard Simba had been brought here. I was a bit worried, so I came to check on it."
"So that’s how it is. Please, come in and we can talk."
Inuzuka Hana stepped aside and welcomed Naruto into the courtyard.
The two went straight into the tea room.
"It was Huangmaru who suddenly sent word that Simba needed to return for a trip, so I went to pick it up."
As Inuzuka Hana poured tea for Naruto, she explained the situation, "After bringing Simba over, I realized that Huangmaru felt it was time for Simba to systematically learn human language and wanted to teach it personally."
As she spoke, a look of amusement and helplessness appeared on her face, "Huangmaru is... well, very serious."
The teaching ability was unknown, though. If Kuromaru hadn’t gone to the Hidden Mist battlefield with Mother, Kuromaru would actually have been more suitable to teach Simba human language.
Upon hearing this, the lingering doubt in Naruto’s heart completely dissipated.
"Is that so? Simba’s father cares about it so much and even takes the time to teach it; he must be a very responsible and good father."
He took the teacup, his tone much more relaxed.
The two chatted casually for a while longer.
Originally, as a Genin, Kiba shouldn’t have been allowed on the battlefield, but the mission he was executing reached the Hidden Mist, so he was essentially forced into combat.
Under normal circumstances, if Genin don’t have a Jonin leading their team, they can only transport supplies in the rear.
Only then did Naruto have the leisure to focus his attention more on Inuzuka Hana herself.
Taking a closer look, Naruto couldn’t help but be slightly stunned. Inuzuka Hana wasn’t wearing the usual high-collared tight-fitting clothes or Ninja vest, but rather a set of casual home wear with soft fabric and a relatively loose neckline.
This casual attire inadvertently highlighted her proud curves; it could truly be described as "peaks gathering like mountains, waves raging like the sea," with immense visual impact.
Damn, there’s a hidden trap.
Naruto muttered to himself.
Among the people he had met, perhaps only Tsunade and Samui from the Hidden Cloud could compare to Inuzuka Hana in terms of figure.
Moreover, Inuzuka Hana was younger than both of them, currently in the most charming years of a woman’s life.
Perhaps because Naruto’s gaze lingered for a moment too long, Inuzuka Hana noticed.
But she didn’t show any shyness or dissatisfaction; she just continued the topic with her usual expression, clearly long accustomed to this.
For Ninjas, especially those who need to engage in intense combat, an overly full bust can sometimes be a burden. They must bind their chests during battle; otherwise, it not only affects the flexibility of their movements but also causes pain during intense physical activity.
Only in a relatively relaxed home environment could she dress more comfortably.
"Speaking of which, this is your first time coming to our place since you became Hokage, right?"
Inuzuka Hana tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and asked with a smile, her tone devoid of reproach, containing only familiar concern.
"Haha, that’s right,"
Naruto smiled sheepishly, "Because after becoming Hokage, I’ve been very busy. All sorts of things kept coming up, so I haven’t had much time to come and visit Hana-nee and Aunt Tsume."
"I’m not blaming you," Inuzuka Hana waved her hand, looking at Naruto with gentle eyes, "I just think that after you became Hokage, you must be working harder than before, right?
And, you seem different from the previous Hokage. You always go out to execute missions personally and rarely stay in the Village for long periods."
Naruto picked up his teacup, took a sip, and his expression became slightly more serious: "Opportunities for battle are hard to find. If we want to achieve victory in one stroke and completely resolve the hidden dangers, we cannot stop halfway. We must seize every opportunity."
𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
He set down the teacup, his gaze becoming profound, "Hidden Stone Village is currently lacking successors, and their only top-tier combat power, Onoki, is the only one in the Village. Sunagakure just lost Kazekage Rasa, and their internal situation is unstable. The Hidden Mist has suffered severe internal attrition due to the long-term Bloody Mist policy and is now in a period of turmoil. Looking at the entire Ninja World, except for the Hidden Cloud Village, which has relatively well-preserved armaments and combat power, all other major Ninja Villages are in a weakened state.
This is a once-in-a-thousand-years window of opportunity that we must seize.
Therefore, for some missions, I must go personally."
Naruto’s words were calm, yet they revealed a clear sense of Battle Intent and unquestionable determination.
Inuzuka Hana listened quietly. She could feel the heavy burden on the shoulders of the blonde youth before her, as well as that persistence in working for the future of the Village.
Truly a very good person.
Meanwhile, the Nara Clan’s herbal shop was quite lively.
Nara Shikaku was still stationed outside the Village, and Nara Shikamaru had left as well. Tsunade was buying Deer Treasure by the case and wanted to buy on credit.
Isn’t that just like throwing herbs into the water just to hear a splash?
If herbs fall into the water, you can still fish them out, but if you give them to Tsunade, you can’t get them back.
In the end, it was Nara Yoshino who made the final decision to give Tsunade a batch of Deer Treasure. Unexpectedly, the Deer Treasure Tsunade chose had mediocre medicinal properties, and Tsunade even wrote an IOU.
"I will definitely pay back the money. These are for treating patients. By the way, this one has good medicinal properties, I’ll take it as a gift."
That kid Naruto has so many girlfriends; he will definitely be able to use this in the future. I’ll prepare it for him first.
Thinking this, Tsunade laughed involuntarily.
When it comes to medical arts in Hidden Leaf Village, if she says she’s second, no one dares to claim first. Sooner or later, that kid Naruto will come looking for her.
At that time, she won’t rip him off; she’ll just give him a friendship price.
Thinking this, Tsunade and Shizune carried the herbs, preparing to go to Naruto’s house and stay another night.
She didn’t dare go back to the old Senju residence now; who knows where a debt collector might pop out from.
And Tsunade couldn’t just beat up those debt collectors; if that reputation got out, she wouldn’t be able to borrow money anymore.
This is a long-term game. She just can’t gamble in Hidden Leaf Village; it’s not like she can’t gamble for the rest of her life.
She wouldn’t do something as short-sighted as draining a pond to catch all the fish.
The master and disciple carried the big and small bags of herbs and returned to Naruto’s house silently.
The mansion was quiet; everyone had already retired for the night.
Tsunade pulled Shizune to drink a little more wine, and then they each went back to their rooms.
Tsunade threw herself into the soft bedding. The tipsiness and the fatigue from traveling rushed up, and soon she began to snore lightly.
The night deepened.
Uchiha Hikari, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly felt a suffocating pressure in her dream, as if her nose and mouth were covered by something soft and heavy.
She woke up with a start and opened her eyes, but before her was a suffocating darkness. The tip of her nose was lingered with the faint scent of alcohol and a rich fragrance unique to a mature woman.
What’s going on?
What has blinded my eyes?
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