Konoha's Strongest Nine-Tailed Man Zhuli

Chapter 40

Ask yourself, is there any prejudice against Sakura?
After thinking about it, there are more or less.

Sakura's performance in the plot is indeed deplorable.

But Sakura is growing up, she is not a saint herself, she has been holding on to those black spots, is it really okay?

Naruto's thoughts are mostly on painting, wood carving, and how to use Jianjigu to learn more blood succession boundaries, abilities, and ninjutsu.

The thoughts on Sakura are pitifully small.

Now that I think about it seriously, regardless of the plot in the plot, I have actually come into contact with it myself. Is there anything annoying about the Sakura I know?
I was bullied on the first day of school, I couldn't make friends, I was called a nickname, and I didn't follow the crowd.

Because she didn't want to bully others like those who bullied her, she took the initiative to break with her friends.

After thinking a lot, Naruto chuckled softly: "Sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't be prejudiced against you."

Sakura was stunned.

Is this a mistake?what's the situation?She still doesn't know anything, Naruto solves the problem by himself?
Brain is messed up.

"What kind of prejudice is it? Tell me, and I'll see if I can change it."

Naruto shook his head.

Because I have seen Hokage, I have some prejudice against you, how do you say this?
At this time, Sakura is still in her childhood, so she shouldn't be forced on her like the one in the plot.

"Oh! I'm so anxious to die!" Xiao Sakura went crazy.

I really want to grab Naruto's collar and shake it vigorously, but I can't do it because of Naruto's illness.

All I could do was stand up and pace back and forth in this small living room.

Naruto crawled to the corner and took out a decent sized piece of wood from the sack.

With a shake of his hand, the pillar knife hidden in his sleeve fell out. Holding this small knife, he gestured on the wood.

Practice makes perfect, after several years of playing with this woodcarving, he has already become familiar with it, and soon, a rough prototype appeared.

After a while, the image is close to completeness.

"Get some paint for me, it's in that bag." Naruto said.

At some point, Sakura, who was squatting aside and staring at it without blinking, set off to get it.

Naruto reached into the bag, picked out the right paint, and painted the woodcarving.

After it is painted, fan it with a fan, wait for it to dry, then paint the soles, and use the same method to dry.

"This, as an apology gift, please accept it."

Sakura took it carefully, and looked at the one in her hand, which was not much bigger than a baseball, and the image was her own.

Pink hair, white teeth, healthy skin, and a bright smile. The combination of the red dress and hakama is very eye-catching.

"It's so delicate, your hands are so clever, your fingers, the texture of your hair, and your eyes are all very real." Sakura laughed, "Thank you, I like it very much."

Ever since she learned that Naruto could carve wood, Sakura asked for one.

Naruto always pushed for the next time, and as time passed, Sakura almost gave up on this matter, but unexpectedly, things turned around.

"It's okay, after all, it's a hobby that I've persisted in for several years, and I've cultivated my skills and experience." Naruto said.

Sakura looked at the woodcarved figure, and liked it more and more, so she just held it in her hand.

"You have no prejudice against me now?"

What kind of prejudice, Sakura didn't know, and Naruto didn't say anything, she couldn't do anything about it.

Naruto nodded yes.

"Then, be my boyfriend." Sakura raised this point.

"No." Naruto refused instantly.

"Why?" Sakura's voice raised again.

"Without prejudice, barriers no longer exist, and we don't want good results. Let's talk first. If it doesn't work, we can still divide."

"How old are you, why are you thinking about all this?" Naruto didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Sorry, I was looking forward to being in love before I went to school."

This is not wrong, Sakura really thinks so, but the reality is very different from her fantasy.

Seeing Sakura like this, Naruto thought deeply and thought again: "Sorry."

Xiao Ying fell down and got up again, she said: "Can you tell me why I can't do it?"

"Emotion is a matter between two people. Yours is already at the starting line, and I don't even have a runway here." Naruto made an analogy.

"Suppose, a boy you don't feel like confesses to you, and you simply treat him as a friend, which means nothing else. In this case, would you agree to date him because of his confession?"

After thinking about it, Sakura shook her head like a rattle.

"That's it." Naruto clapped his hands together: "I regard you as a friend, but you want to fall in love. Our radio waves are completely diverged. Wow, I'm sorry."

Sakura's face was tangled: "Then when will we be able to match up?"

"I don't know, I'm not a god." Naruto spread his hands, expressing his ignorance.

Sakura, who was silent for a while, opened her mouth and said, "Is there any possibility of being caught by others?"

Naruto or those three words, I don’t know.

The future is unpredictable, what changes will happen, it is all unknown.

Sakura is troubled.

It was almost half past eleven o'clock, approaching lunch time.

Thinking of how her father would always praise her mother's dishes when eating, Sakura's eyes rolled and she thought about it.

If you show off your culinary skills and cook a peerless delicacy to grab Naruto's appetite, can he still escape from his palm?

"Let me use the kitchen." Leaving those words behind, Xiao Ying slipped in and closed the door behind her back.

Standing in front of the stove, I was in a daze for a while, thinking about how my mother cooked.

Sakura turned on the fire, put the pot on, scanned the bottles and cans beside the pot, recognized which one was oil, unscrewed the lid and poured it into the pot.

"Next is..."

By the way, what are you going to do?Sakura scratched her head.

Open the refrigerator, eggplant, bacon, onion, pineapple, grapes.

"The fried eggplant is delicious. This pineapple can be used as dessert. Let me see."

Since it was frying, the oil in the pot was obviously not enough, so Sakura poured half of the pot into it.

Instead, wash the eggplant, cut it into small pieces with a knife, and then process the potatoes and onions.

In Sakura's perception, no matter what, as long as it is fried, it is delicious.

The ingredients are processed well, and the oil pan is heated through.

Sakura used the pot lid as a shield in one hand to prevent the splashed oil from scalding herself, grabbed the cutting board with the other hand, and poured the ingredients on it into it to fry.

There was a crackling sound.

Naruto, who was already worried, heard the movement and immediately said, "What are you doing? Open the door!"

"Cooking! Just wait for a while, ahem! Oh my god, why is this fried, uh, what, you have some snacks first, I'll be fast!"

Naruto had black lines all over his face.

Now in broad daylight, the third generation may be watching with a crystal ball, and the existence of Anbe, he can't use white eyes, I don't know what Sakura is doing inside.

"Don't do it, come out quickly, I can cook by myself."

Is Sakura's cooking edible?In the plot, the Bingliangwan that poisoned Naruto is vividly remembered.

"Really, everyone said it will be ready soon! Don't worry, I will always let you eat!" Sakura said loudly.

Seeing that the frying pan was not as explosive as before, she hurriedly took the spatula to turn it over, and then sprinkled salt into it while it was still hot.

Sugar and salt couldn't be distinguished, so she even dipped her fingers and tasted it.

Knowing that Naruto likes to eat sour and spicy food, this vinegar and chili are not less.

In the hot oil pan, there was a piece of black and red, which looked very permeating.

(End of this chapter)