Practicing Attracting Stars in Naruto

Chapter 682
Naruto happily set up the iron pot and began to cook mushroom soup.

The strong fragrance drifted with the wind, and the hiding prisoners swallowed their saliva and watched Naruto gobble it up, feeling an instant urge to kill.

They were all condemned prisoners, and their hands were stained with blood. Naturally, it was impossible for them to have any compassion for Naruto, not to mention that Naruto was still carrying the title of executioner.

It's just that in the current situation, no one wants to be this early bird.

However, the stalemate cannot continue like this. Some people wanted to unite with others, but unfortunately all of them were rejected, because there was only one amnesty, and the alliance was not reliable at all. Who knew whether teammates would stab in the back.

At this moment, a young man walked up to Naruto from his hiding place.

The prisoners on death row were immediately refreshed. Is it finally about to start?
However, the next development surprised them, because the person who walked out was No. 92.

Seeing No. 92 appearing in front of him again, Naruto was stunned, and said while eating: "Why are you here again, haven't you been beaten enough?"

No. 92 took a deep breath. Although he felt a little embarrassed, the burning feeling in his stomach really made him uncomfortable, so he walked out.

"I'm hungry."

Hearing these three words, Naruto's face immediately collapsed. There was not much food in the first place, and it was barely enough for him to eat. If he distributed it to others, he would starve.

Shall I share the food with him?

Naruto was confused.

Looking at No. 92's hopeful eyes, Naruto finally softened his heart.

"Okay, let's eat together."

No. 92 was overjoyed and sat down immediately.

"Naruto, you are such an idiot!"

"Bastard! You still scold me for eating my food!"

"Haha, although you are an idiot, I unexpectedly like you very much."

Naruto had a chill, and the food in his hand suddenly tasted bad: "Hey, you bastard, let me tell you, what I like is a woman, Sakura!"

No. 92 rolled his eyes: "I like women too, and I'm not interested in men, let alone a brat like you. If I meet you outside, I will definitely regard you as a friend!"

"friend?"

"That's right, a fool like you is the most suitable friend, because not only is it reliable at critical moments, but it can also be used to block knives."

"Bastard! What kind of friend is this!"

"Hahaha, it's just a joke, don't take it too seriously."

The eyes of the other condemned prisoners who were hiding gradually became dull. This plot was different from what they had imagined.

Is that number 92 an idiot?
He actually chatted so happily with the executioner, and wanted to be friends with that kid, hey, only one person survived in the end!
At this time, five more people came out and said in unison: "I'm hungry."

Naruto recognized at a glance that these five people were all cleaned up by him, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

Originally, there was only one person's food, and it was distributed to No. 92. He couldn't eat enough for himself, so it's okay to distribute it to others. Let's eat air together.

Moreover, Naruto still has lingering fears from the last rescue competition, so Naruto is even more entangled.

No. 92 looked at Naruto with a smile while eating, he was very curious about what Naruto would do.

"If you want to eat, you can find food by yourself. Why do you have to grab food from me? I can't eat enough myself. How can there be food for you!"

Naruto finally chose to harden his heart.

I thought that after I refused, these five people would leave, who knows
"Bastard! Brat, do you look down on us?"

"You obviously gave the food to others, why didn't you give it to us!"

Naruto was stunned by this strange remark, and furiously said: "Whoever wants to distribute my food is up to you!"

The five condemned prisoners looked at each other, and moved their hands without saying a word.

Naruto was so angry that he sent out hundreds of shadow clones to clean up the five people again.

Perhaps because he was really angry, Naruto struck a bit harshly. Although he didn't kill them, he vomited blood from these five people.

After the five people fled in embarrassment, Naruto sat down angrily, and said indignantly, "Obviously I let them go, but they still came to grab food. Who are these people? What they said is so strange."

No. 92, who had been watching the show, wiped the grease from his mouth, and said meaningfully: "Naruto, do you know what Shengmi Endou Michou is?"

"What do you mean?"

"They wanted to kill you, but you let them go after you beat them, do you think they should be grateful to you?"

"I don't care for the gratitude of this kind of people."

"That's true, but Naruto, don't look at the death row prisoners on this island with the eyes of ordinary people. Those who can become death row prisoners are extremely selfish people, and they will take other people's help as a reason. As it should, there won’t be any gratitude, because all they care about is their own interests, and it’s right for you not to give them food, but they think you’re selfish, so they will hate you and want to snatch the food.”

After listening to No. 92's words, Naruto fell into silence, and after a while he said, "Are you the same?"

"Me?" No. 92 smiled: "That's right, I am also this kind of person."

"Why are you on death row?"

The smile on No. 92's face froze for a moment, and he sighed: "For the sake of sharing the food with me, let me tell you, half a year ago, I was an intern in the hospital, and I drank a lot when I was with colleagues. After a few drinks, on the way back to send my female colleague back at night, I was drunk and obsessed with sex, so I gave my female colleague who knew that she committed suicide after returning home. Although I didn’t kill anyone, I caused her death. According to the law , I do not constitute a death sentence, but the family of the dead female colleague is very powerful, so I became a death row inmate, and I deserve it.”

Naruto: "You really are a scumbag!"

"Haha, do you regret giving me the food?"

"A little."

"Naruto, I hope you won't become a scum like me in the future."

After speaking, No. 92 turned and left.

Naruto looked at his back with complicated emotions.

In the last rescue contest, No.16 saved him, and he got along well with those condemned prisoners, so he took them for granted as good people.

But then those people all died.

He was furious at the time, but the lecherous fairy said they deserved what they deserved, and if they were released, they would likely continue to hurt others.

Although Naruto was uncomfortable, he could understand.

However, now facing the death row prisoner again, his mood is inevitably a bit complicated.

He had never been exposed to the dark side of the world before, and thought that other people's white eyes and cynicism were the darkest things in the world, but now that he had been in contact with these death row prisoners, he realized that those were nothing but pediatrics.

Something inexplicable and unexplainable weighed heavily on his heart, making Naruto a little out of breath.
(End of this chapter)