[Naruto] Sakura boy

When Sakura returned home, she carefully walked around her home, opening and closing the furniture according to the methods in her memory. She had a lot of fun, but she found a lot of scrolls in her parents' room.

Sakura hasn't read the things recorded on the scroll yet. It won't be too late to wait until the surveillance people leave in a few days. Thinking this casually, Sakura continued to empty the house, sorting her parents' things together and preparing to burn them later. .Anyway, these things won't be moved by themselves anymore, so there is no point in keeping them.

Sakura is actually good at housework. In the previous life, the master would not help you clean up. He had to prepare meals for two people before the stove was even high.

Even so, he was still busy for a long time. Sakura stretched out and dragged a few large boxes of things out to the backyard. Now that he didn't know the ninjutsu to make fire, he could only draw a match and light the box on his own. A corner.

The tongues of fire slowly licked the wood, swaying and dancing with white smoke, twisting in the breeze, and then dissipating into the air as the last bit of fuel disappeared, leaving behind a small patch of ash and burnt marks on the ground.

"I'm a little hungry." Sakura smiled as usual, with light shining in her eyes. She was obviously doing such a heartless thing, obviously erasing the existence of her parents from this body, but she was still full of innocence, " What do you want to eat~" Sakura ran home jumping up and down, looking very natural to the empty room.

The little child didn't have any idea about how to use kitchen utensils. After struggling for a long time, Sakura almost set the kitchen on fire. However, she succeeded in making a portion of porridge. Although it was a bit mushy, Sakura still felt happy. After mastering the method, she was quite happy. It's easy to use.

After eating a bowl of porridge, Sakura touched her flat belly. He had always eaten a lot since he was a child, but he didn't want to change his body. His appetite did not decrease. He had a flat mouth. Sakura had never been in the habit of treating herself badly. She touched her wallet and decided to run away. I'll go out to have something to eat, and I'll put away the dishes and chopsticks when I get back.

Sakura was very curious about everything on the road. Seeing it in her memory and seeing it with her own eyes were two different things. Going around in circles digested the food that was not enough. Sakura sighed with a grimace, but she still didn't know what to eat. OK……

When Sakura was worried, the wind brought a quarrel in the distance. He seemed to faintly hear words like "fox demon, monster". Sakura's eyes suddenly lit up. He had never seen what a monster looked like. !So are there really monsters in this world? !

Sakura, who was in excitement, ran all the way and followed the sound to the place where the "monster" was. After seeing the scene in front of her clearly, Sakura's face fell and her smile disappeared.Several half-year-old children were beating up a child who was younger than them. The monster they were talking about was bullied by them without any power to fight back, and faint cries could be heard.

"What are you doing?" Sakura asked them with a sullen face. Seeing that her fantasy of monsters was shattered, Sakura naturally would not look down upon these children who misled her.

"Fight the monster!" The child in the lead stopped and looked at Sakura, shouting at him, "This is a fox demon!"

Hearing this, Sakura became even more angry, "He looks like a monster!" If he was really a monster, Sakura wouldn't believe that the child had such a good temper and was bullied. If he was a monster, he would have killed everyone who didn't listen to him. Eat them all, and then dominate the mountain and become the king. You can do whatever you want, and you don't have to fight hard for the country.

"...My mother told me!" The child hesitated for a moment and said this without repentance.Then Sakura, who was consciously cheating on her feelings, was beaten until she ran away crying.

Sakura curled her lips boredly and walked up to the crying child. The child with a beard on his face let out intermittent hiccups, and his little face was stained with tears. Sakura burst out laughing and said, "You can still stand." Get up?" Sakura stretched out her hand to the child, and the child froze for a long time before placing his trembling hand in Sakura's palm.

Sakura pulled him up and talked to herself, "Are you really a monster?" The child lowered his head and wanted to say something, "Then why can't you eat people? And it doesn't look like you can. You look like you're flying, is it just because of the beard on your face that you're called a monster?"

The child moved his lips and said in a small voice, "I...I'm not a monster..." Those sky-blue eyes were like the sky stained with mist, turning gray, "I don't know how to eat people!"

"Is that so..." Sakura lowered her eyes sadly, and quickly cheered up, "It's okay, I won't dislike you! I'm No Sakura, what's your name?" Her green pupils were like transparent glass. His figure was reflected, and the child's face turned red for some reason.

"I...my name is Uzumaki Naruto..."

"Yes, I understand, then we are friends from today on, and I will protect you." Sakura smiled and put her arms around Naruto's neck, patting him on the chest. Naruto, who was being watched like this, also responded. A smile, blue eyes like a clear sky after rain, "Your eyes are so beautiful!"

"Eh?" Naruto, who was praised for the first time, pinched the corner of his clothes at a loss. No one told him how to repay others' kindness, "Thank you...?"

"Thank you, we are friends!" Sakura seemed disapproving, and someone's stomach made a noise. Sakura watched Naruto lower his head in embarrassment, and belatedly remembered his purpose, "So you are hungry too. Yeah, actually I was going to eat, but I don’t know anything delicious... Do you have any recommendations?"

"Ichiraku Ramen!" Naruto's expression became much livelier when he mentioned his favorite food to his new friend, "Uncle Ichiraku is a super nice guy! The noodles are also delicious!"

"Then let's go." Sakura agreed, naturally taking her hand off Naruto's shoulder, holding Naruto's hand and walking forward, "But I don't know where, so I want you to lead the way. !”

Uncle Ichiraku is indeed a very kind uncle. He is different from those children. He will talk to Naruto gently and add some more to Naruto's bowl of noodles. Sakura is not jealous either. She eats her bowl and faces that The old man smiled.

"Then I'm going home." Sakura and Naruto walked out of the noodle shop. Sakura waved to Naruto, "Let's play together next time!"

Naruto smiled back, his impurities-washed eyes as clean and pure as the sky, "Can we play together tomorrow?" The expectant look in his eyes reminded Sakura of a puppy she once picked up. At that time, she wanted to Leaving, it looks at itself this way too.

Sakura smiled and turned back, ruffling Naruto's short golden hair, "Of course, you can come to my house to find me if you want." Sakura left her address to Naruto and reluctantly left her friend. walked away under his eyes.

When Ying returned home, she first put away her dishes and chopsticks, then sat on the floor of the living room and thought about what was to come. Although the world was not as miserable as in her previous life, strength was still indispensable.

Speaking of this, he remembered the silver gun that had been with him in his previous life. It was a weapon that he had made with his own hands and had been with him for many years, as well as his mount, the snow-white blast without any impurities.

Thinking of this, Sakura sighed. In order to be able to raise horses in the future, work hard to make money, young man!

The main purpose now is to pick up his kung fu again. The master in his previous life knew a lot and taught him a lot. Not only the marksmanship, he also learned a lot of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, no matter how special it was. His master taught him everything, although in the end it seemed that the only thing he was proficient in was marksmanship.

Yingqian laughed twice, hoping that he would still remember what his master had taught him. After all, it had been too long and was not commonly used, so there was nothing wrong with forgetting it.

Probably...yeah.