Naruto: Straight men will have a hard time surviving in the Sasuke-Naruto novel

July of the forty-sixth year of Konoha, summer.

"I really didn't expect that I would come back here after all these twists and turns."

The woman in the light blue dress raised her head slightly and looked at the gate engraved with the Konoha logo. She was carrying a bag on her back and holding a tasseled notebook in her hand, looking very literary.

During the war, Konoha's entry inspection was very strict, but the woman was not a ninja, so she passed the inspection easily. The ninja on duty took a look at her ID and returned it to her, "Please."

"Thank you."

Perhaps because of the summer festival and fireworks display in midsummer, the whole of Konoha is more lively than usual. The village is well protected and seems to be completely unaffected by the war. The children are also playing freely.

It’s very different from before, this place is really prosperous.

From a distance, she could see a blond man and a red-haired woman walking together, talking and laughing. Just a side glance allowed her to see the red-haired woman's face.

That person...that look, clearly...

Thinking of this, she ran after them with her bag on her back. However, she was not familiar with the interconnected alleys of Konoha, and in the blink of an eye, the two men had disappeared from her sight.

"Tsk." She sighed and didn't chase him any further. Judging from the forehead protector on the man's head, he should be a ninja, so he would not leave Konoha at will. She would always have a chance to contact him again.

Soon, a man passed by her and knocked the notebook in her hand to the ground. Before she could pick it up, he kicked the notebook away.

"Stop, don't run!" Two people shouted from behind.

She was stunned and chased after him, "Damn it, you bastard!"

She said that she and Konoha had a bad aura, and on her first day in Konoha she was bumped into and her notebook kicked away. She was not someone to be trifled with, and if you did something wrong you had to accept her just punishment.

Just at this moment, a man was walking towards her. She couldn't see his appearance clearly because of the backlight, but he was holding a box in his hand. "Borrow it, thank you."

"Eh? What are you going to do? Ah! My cake!"

She picked up the cake and threw it hard, hitting the man on the back. Because of this blow, the man hit the telephone pole and fainted.

Behind him, two members of the police force responsible for chasing the fugitive walked forward while expressing their gratitude.

The woman who had finally gotten her revenge finally smiled. She quickly ran over to pick up the notebook, her face full of heartache.

She likes this notebook very much and originally intended to use it to record her inspirations, but now it has become like this. What bad luck!

"Miss, that's my cake."

Only after she heard the voice did she react. She seemed to have just taken something from a passerby. At this moment, her heart was beating like a drum.

She slowly turned around and looked at the man behind her. He had a nice smile. This was her first impression of him. But it was a little strange. The smile didn't seem to reach his eyes.

The man's bangs were a little long and not neat, and there was a teardrop mole under his left eye. He looked very gentle. He was wearing a black stand-up collar long-sleeved top and black pants. If you sniffed him gently, you could smell a faint sweet scent on him, which seemed to be the smell of the cake that had just been thrown out.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I was in a hurry just now. How about I compensate you with one?" She tilted her head. "My name is Huisha. How about I go buy one?"

The man seemed a little embarrassed, but still shook his head, "No need, be more careful next time, it's very dangerous for you to do this."

After that, the man turned and walked forward, but he was still saying: "I have to make another one, which is a bit troublesome."

After the man turned around, Huisa saw the round fan logo on his back. She was slightly stunned and realized that the two men who had just thanked her also had the red and white round fan logo printed on their shoulders.

Uchiha family.

I don't want to deepen this mistake.

Huisa hesitated for a while and decided to stay where she was. Instead of moving forward, she turned and walked in another direction. She should find a hotel to stay in now.

She originally thought it was just a small episode, but she never imagined it was the beginning of fate.

Huisa quickly settled down in Konoha and found a job as an administrator in the library. She worked in two shifts, and each shift only required six hours. The pay was not much, but the time was plenty.

Her new colleague is Chiharu Yasui, a very gentle girl. She got married last year and is preparing for pregnancy. That is why she found such a job with low pay and high free time. Her husband is also a ninja, but he is a medical ninja who is mainly responsible for logistics. He will not go to the front line, so it is relatively safe.

When Chiharu heard that Esa came from such a faraway place as the Land of Demons, she took good care of her and treated her to the cranberry cookies she bought.

"Hmm, very delicious." The rich aroma of milk and the sweet and sour dried fruits are a taste that you will love at the first bite. Huisa has been to many places over the years, but she has never seen a small cookie that could make her so excited.

Qianchun pointed to the words on the package and said, "Sweetheart Cake House on the west side of the village." It's just a little strange. The food is obviously delicious, but I always feel that the business there seems to be not as good as those of the nearby stores.

"Thank you, Chiharu-chan." It was just time to get off work. Huisa braved the scorching summer sun and asked many times before finally finding this not-so-big shop. The words "Sweetheart Cake House" were written in large letters on the shop in a particularly cute font.

When I opened the door, I could hear the sound of wind chimes. There were only two tables in the store, with jasmine flowers in full bloom on them. I could vaguely see a person under the counter. "Lin, right? Your cake is on the counter. Take it yourself. There's something wrong with this machine. I have to fix it."

"No, sorry, I'm not Lin. I want to ask if you have any cranberry cookies?" Huisa asked softly, but she always felt that she seemed to have heard this voice somewhere before.

After hearing the other party say that he was not Lin, the man slowly stood up. It seemed that he hit his head because he moved too quickly. He looked so reckless that Huisa laughed out loud.

"I'm sorry, the cranberry cookies are sold out today... Hey? Aren't you the one who took my cake last time?" The man covered his slightly red forehead, his eyes seemed to be misty, and he looked even more gentle and easy to bully under the tear mole.

Huisa was a little embarrassed and her cheeks turned slightly red.

Before I could say anything, I heard the sound of wind chimes and the noise of two people arguing.

"So, why did Kakashi come along? Didn't you say you don't like cake? And no one invited you." The young boy with goggles snorted coldly.

"Kushina-san invited me, and Minato-sensei knows about it too. Why, didn't anyone tell you? Idiot Obito." The masked boy replied.

"Well, we're all teammates, stop arguing. This is the birthday present we prepared for Sister Kushina, so just be quiet." Lin comforted the two of them as usual.

But after coming in, I felt that today's scene was a little strange. There was a long-haired woman here with slightly red cheeks, looking very embarrassed. Even the man was the same, just covering his forehead, as if he was shy.

"Oh, are we disturbing you? Brother Lin, is this your girlfriend?" This was Lin's first reaction.

After hearing such gossip, Obito gave up arguing with Kakashi and instead looked at the two people in front of him as if he was watching a show.

"No, no, I'm just here to buy cookies, we're not boyfriend or girlfriend. I don't even know his name, and today is only the second time we've met." Huisha hastily denied it. It was really embarrassing, doubly embarrassing. She took out a roll of money from her pocket and put it on the table. "I'm sorry about what happened last time. Please accept it. I'll come again next time. Bye!"

After saying that, he left the cake shop like a flash.

Girlfriend? This seemed to be the first time he heard someone contact him in this capacity. Even though it was not such a relationship, he was actually a little curious.

Lin shook his head. "You misunderstood. This is your cake. Please keep it carefully."

"Thank you, Brother Lin," Lin walked to the door and turned back to continue, "That sister is very cute, keep up the good work."

"No, it's not..."

Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, the three had already left the store, accompanied by the noise of the two young boys.

Lin lowered his head and looked at the roll of money on the table. He reached out to pick it up, then seemed very scared. He frowned, opened the drawer and threw it in without even looking at it again.

With just a quick glance outside the window, Lin could sense someone was watching.

He lowered his head and continued to repair the oven.

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The pronunciations of "林" and "琳" in Japanese are completely different, so don't worry about calling the wrong name_(:3」∠)_

On the contrary, I always make mistakes when sending a number.