[Naruto] Did the outdated idol die for love today?

"...Sorry, I was wrong."

After being pushed to the ground by the explosive-haired boy who looked very irritable but was actually very violent, Sasami immediately lost her spine when she realized that the gap in strength between them was probably as far apart as Toba and Kuro Ruxilu. The land surrendered.

——She remembered today’s shame, just wait, kid, one day she will get better.

Although she gritted her teeth with hatred, she still wiped away her tears and showed a flawless business smile.

If a person has no dreams, he is no different than a salted fish.

Ever since he found out that she was a complete weakling, Madara had lost interest in her and started picking out stones from the shore. Only Hashirama cared about her origins and kept chattering.

"Are you living upriver?"

"Madara didn't do that on purpose, he was just a conditioned reflex by your attack... He is a measured person, so don't be angry."

"Where's your family? Do you know the way home?"

"The weather is already a little cold, so it's not good to be overdressed."

"..."

Master, quickly collect your magical powers!

Hashirama seemed to have opened up his chat box, chattering non-stop. While she was wandering away, the breeze blew through her soaked miniskirt and midriff-baring top. Her nose felt itchy, and she suddenly sneezed.

"Ah...Ah!"

Although it is a rare sunny day in autumn, the coolness brought by the autumn wind cannot be underestimated. In addition, after taking a bath in the cold river water, the clothes that were not made of much fabric were wet and stuck to the body, and water droplets kept dripping down the hair.

If she had known that the show would be temporarily changed, she would not have chosen this miniskirt just to be cool.

"A sneeze!" "Ha, a sneeze!"

After sneezing several times in succession, Sasami could almost feel the mucus stirring in her nasal cavity. This was a normal physiological phenomenon that even an idol could not control. But once such a scene is broadcast, the image will be greatly damaged. After all, in the eyes of the dead, beautiful girls not only don’t have runny noses, but there is no excrement. Even farts are pink bubbles, and they can also emit a girl’s body fragrance all day long.

"Sorry, I just got excited..."

Hashirama finally noticed her embarrassment, and he was helpless and tried to comfort her, who was holding back her nose and tears. He hurriedly took out a handkerchief and put it into her hand, then took off his coat after thinking about it.

"Should you change your clothes first? You'll catch a cold if you do this." He pointed to the bushes on the side. He didn't know what he thought of, but his cheeks were slightly red.

"Madara and I will never peek!"

He said and tugged on his friend's sleeve.

"...Hey, troublesome woman." Madara almost fell down after being pulled by him, and he turned his back and said angrily.

Sasami took the clothes obediently and walked deeper into the trees. She didn't dare to provoke Madara anymore for the time being, and was a little touched by Hashirama's kindness, so she planned to place the following small targets indefinitely.

Well, the days are long.

After a sound of clothing rubbing against each other, Sasami finally put on clean and refreshing clothes (sponsored by Hashirama) and finally walked out of the bushes.

"Long wait." She said with a smile.

What to do if you can't beat him? If you can't beat him, then... just try your luck.

For her, this is a skill with full talent points. The way of survival in society is so bitter.

Carrying her soaked clothes, she walked slowly to Hashirama and Madara, proudly looking down at the two teenagers who were a head shorter than her.

——Sorry, I still win in terms of height!

>>>

"...So, that's what happened."

Sasami clasped her hands together and knelt on the ground. She lowered her head and stared at the ground, looking rather pitiful and listless.

"So, what you're saying is that you can't remember anything?"

"...This guy is simply lying."

Hashirama and Madara said in unison.

Sasami is using the acting skills she has learned all her life.

She really doesn’t know anything about this world, right? Looking at Hashirama and Madara's outfits, she almost thought she had traveled through some period drama.

The twenty-first century we lived in in the past may be just a distant hometown. Sorry, her history is really bad…

She shed two lasagna tears and regretted not studying hard.

But regretting now will not help. Now that things have happened, no matter what, we must find a way to continue to survive in the wilderness. Thinking like this, she looked pleading to the two of them again.

"If possible, can you take me to a nearby town? Haha, I am already a mature and cold-hearted adult, and there is no problem in living independently."

A truly strong person is not afraid of any challenge, even if the only relevant experience is playing a small role in a big river drama...

"Even if you say so..." Hashirama felt very embarrassed. It was absolutely impossible to bring her back to the clan. Not to mention how long they had known each other, his father and brother were both very difficult characters. It's impossible for a woman to fool her.

But if you leave it alone...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look worried.

Sasami saw his hesitation, smiled and rubbed his head: "Compared to you, I am already a mature and cold-hearted adult. I have much more experience in living alone than you."

As a mature and cold-hearted adult, no matter how scared you are, you just have to smile at times like this!

"...Is it really okay?"

Hashirama was still a little worried. Although the other party insisted again and again, he still asked stubbornly.

"No problem!" She confirmed again.

Perhaps her acting skills were too sincere. Seeing the bright smile she tried to show, Hashirama's expression relaxed a little, and he seemed to be moved by her confidence.

"Okay." After hesitation, he nodded, "Even though you said so... forget it, I will tell the businessmen I know to take more care of you. You must be more careful, Sasami."

The boy named "Madara" had been silent, and now he came over. He handed her his cloak, looking at the sky and the earth but unwilling to look at her face.

"Hashirama's coat is a little short, use this to cover it up."

His eyes accidentally fell on her exposed legs. The traces of previous bumps were very clear, and he turned his head away as if he couldn't bear it.

...Is this guy feeling guilty?

Sasami thought doubtfully.

Still, she was a little afraid of him. But Hashirama's coat could only cover half of her thighs, and her bare legs were not only very cold, but she would probably be regarded as a perverted exhibitionist if she went out on the street like this...

never mind. She took the coat and bowed solemnly: "Thank you, Madara."

"Cough, cough!" Perhaps because he was not used to being thanked so solemnly, Madara coughed unnaturally.

"It's getting late, Hashirama. If you don't send her there, I'm afraid..."

"Oh, it's so late! I'm going right away!"

"Ah? Where are you sending me..."

Before she could finish speaking, Hashirama picked her up. She didn't even have time to question "Are you some magical strongman?" The scenery on both sides quickly receded with the oncoming wind.

"I am also very confident in my speed——"

Hashirama's voice echoed in the wind.