Konoha: Naruto's abnormal life choices

late at night.

Shizune and Jiraiya were waiting quietly in the corridor of the B\u0026B they had booked in Tanshu Street.

Jiraiya's expression was very distressed. Just now he was confident that Tsunade and Naruto would not be able to catch up with Orochimaru, so he deliberately did not follow him.

In order to give Orochimaru a way out.

But when he saw the bloody Tsunade coming back holding Naruto, he was dumbfounded.

He never thought this would be the result.

"How could this happen?" Jiraiya grabbed the corner of his clothes in distress: "With Naruto's strength, the subordinate who dealt with Orochimaru should not be injured."

As if being infected by Jiraiya, Shizune opposite him also sighed.

Shizune heard Tsunade say countless things about this adult, kind and kind.

This is his greatest strength and also his greatest weakness.

Because he treats people like Orochimaru with the same kindness, this kindness sometimes turns into a sharp sword that stabs the people around him.

Not long after, the sound of high-heeled shoes "ta, da, da" came from the room, and Shizune and Jiraiya stepped forward at the same time.

Tsunade was still wearing bloody clothes, and her young face looked a little tired under the touch of the dim light.

"Nothing serious happened to Naruto. He was just too tired and fell asleep. His right hand was a little more serious. The meridians below the elbow were cut a lot. I just cured him. It will probably take a week or two before he can use it normally."

Hearing Tsunade's words, Jiraiya breathed a sigh of relief, and his worries disappeared in an instant.

"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay."

Jiraiya patted his chest happily. If something happened to Naruto under his care, he would be too embarrassed to see the Minato couple again even if he died.

Is everything okay?

Tsunade's eyes met Jiraiya. This old friend was just like her grandfather Senju Hashirama. He would often do some suffocating things.

But she was also wrong today. She felt that she was not qualified to teach Jiraiya a lesson.

After exhaling, Tsunade turned to Shizune and said, "Bring me some hot water and change of clothes. I want to take a shower."

"I'll get ready right away." Shizune walked away with long, smooth legs.

After Tsunade said "Don't disturb Naruto, let him rest well", she also followed Shizune.

During this period, there was no unnecessary exchange with Jiraiya.

"I'm hated by Tsunade again." Jiraiya felt as if there was a fish bone stuck in his chest, which was uncomfortable.

After decades, Tsunade still didn't give him a good look.

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At the same time, Naruto was observing the upgraded storage space in the spiritual world.

It has been upgraded from the original ten square meters to one hundred square meters, which is much more spacious, but after searching for a long time, there are no additional special abilities.

This time it is just a simple expansion of the scope.

"Well, it's not bad." Naruto was quite satisfied. This upgrade was good, at least it could store a lot of things.

Yawning, Naruto planned to exit the mental space and return his consciousness to his original body.

In order to prevent Tsunade from noticing that he was deliberately acting, Naruto chose to directly upgrade to sleep without hesitation.

I don’t know what the situation is like outside now.

The moonlight shines into the room, and the plum blossom branches outside leave a faint shadow on the floor.

Just when Naruto was about to open his eyes, the door creaked, and Tsunade, wrapped in an off-white short hip-covering nightgown, walked in softly, and then sat down on the edge of the bed.

He raised his hand and touched Naruto's cheek gently, remembering some past events from many years ago, and fell into reminiscing.

I felt her hands were still a little wet.

Under the moonlight, Naruto squinted his eyes and looked at Tsunade. She seemed to have just taken a shower, and her long golden hair seemed to be dried with a towel, and was still slightly wet.

The moist and translucent skin is crimson, just like a narcissus, charming and charming.

"When did you wake up?" Tsunade noticed that Naruto was peeping and gently poked his forehead.

"Just now, I didn't expect this to be discovered by Tsunade-sama."

Naruto scratched his head and sat up. His shoulder-length blond hair fell from his ears, and a few strands stuck to his lips, which were a little hazy under the bright light.

He looks like a young man stepping out of a painting.

In terms of looks alone, I feel that Naruto fits the role of younger brother better than Nezuki, and he is somewhat similar to me.

Tsunade stretched out her long slender fingers to the corner of Naruto's lips and plucked his hair.

"Did I wake you up?"

Her voice was surprisingly gentle. It was not like this when she beat Jiraiya before.

Listening to her voice, Naruto had some thoughts in his mind. He lowered his head and said with embarrassment, "No, I was scared and woke up from a nightmare."

"Nightmare?" Tsunade asked with concern, "Is it because of the injury you just suffered?"

Naruto shook his head again, his face becoming a little melancholy: "No, I just dreamed about myself."

Tsunade frowned slightly: "How come dreams about yourself can also be nightmares?"

Tears welled up in the corners of Naruto's eyes: "I won't talk about this anymore. After all, it's all over."

Hearing this, Tsunade looked startled and suddenly had some bad thoughts.

She had a general understanding of how Jinchuuriki were treated in various countries, and almost every Jinchuuriki was discriminated against.

But this should not happen in Konoha.

Tsunade thought for a while, the previous Nine-Tails Jinchuuriki Kushina and her grandmother Uzumaki Mito had never suffered any cold eyes from the villagers because of the Nine-Tails.

"It would be better if you talk about your worries."

Tsunade placed her soft palm on the top of Naruto's head and rubbed his hair.

Finally, under Tsunade's questioning, Naruto elaborated on the sufferings he had suffered over the years.

He was so hungry that he was skinny and bones. He was often beaten by the villagers. His neighbors called him trash and a monster and cursed him to die early.

Naruto became more and more excited as he spoke. As he spoke, he hugged Tsunade, lowered his head and sobbed softly on her chest.

While crying, Naruto lay in Tsunade's arms and closed his eyes. He seemed to be thinking about the disaster in his childhood and continued to sob and choke.

"Thank you for your hard work." Tsunade sighed and held Naruto tightly in her arms.

As if comforting a child, she put her hand on Naruto's back and stroked it gently, as gently as the goddess of spring.

I really didn't expect old man Sarutobi to be ruthless enough.

In order to achieve his goal, he can actually do all these things.

Is it really necessary for people to be that greedy?

Tsunade didn't think about it. She felt that Naruto, the child, was really pitiful, and it was such pitiful Naruto when she was about to be attacked by Orochimaru.

It was like a god descending to earth and saving her.

Thinking of this, Tsunade suddenly remembered what she was here for. She wanted to ask Naruto why he wanted to pursue Orochimaru.

Could it be that he was just trying to avenge her just to vent her anger, as he said before he fell into coma?

Tsunade felt that this reason was a bit far-fetched.

But now that Naruto was sad, it was obviously not appropriate to ask questions.

I'd better find an opportunity to ask another time.

After a while, Tsunade slowly let go of Naruto and said softly: "Go to sleep. It's time for me to go back to sleep."

"etc."

"What's wrong?"

"Tsunade-sama, can you hold me to sleep?" Naruto's soft voice contained pleading and expectation.

Tsunade lowered her eyes and hesitated: "Didn't you say before, you are not a child anymore, why do you still need someone to hold you to sleep?"

Because it’s so comfortable and spicy!

It feels like living in a sweet dream.

Naruto sniffed gently, rested his head on Tsunade's neck and rubbed his face on her shoulder: "I'm afraid of having another nightmare. Being held by Tsunade-sama makes me feel safe."

"Okay, let's treat it as repaying your life-saving grace." Tsunade said in a joking tone, taking Naruto to lie down with her.

Covering her with the quilt, she pulled Naruto into her delicate embrace, and they talked face to face, and her hot breath rushed between Naruto's mouth and nose.

"Go to sleep!" As Tsunade spoke, she closed her eyes first.

Naruto stopped deliberately making trouble, put his arms around Tsunade's snow-white neck, yawned, and fell asleep.

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The next day, the morning fog dispersed and the sun began to rise.

Miss Shizune used her long, snow-white legs to hold the little sweet pig, who was still sleeping soundly, to look for Tsunade-sama.

However, after opening the door, he was surprised to find that Tsunade-sama was not in the room.

Thinking of what happened yesterday, Miss Shizune wondered if Tsunade-sama had gone to trouble Orochimaru again, and immediately knocked on Jiraiya's door in a panic.

When Jiraiya heard this, he thought it was very possible.

So the two people immediately decided to call Naruto and quickly find Tsunade.

Who knew, the moment he opened the door to Naruto's room.

Both of them were dumbfounded.

I saw Tsunade and Naruto wrapped in the same quilt, sleeping soundly.

Seeing this scene, Jiraiya's old face immediately froze, and he cursed in his heart: "Damn brat, he must have started using that baby face to deceive women again."

Hearing the noise, Tsunade woke up from her sleep, rubbed her eyes, and then opened her eyes to see Shizune and Jiraiya stunned at the door.

"What are you looking at? Get out!"

Naruto, who had woken up long ago, almost laughed out loud when he heard Tsunade's attitude towards others.

At about nine o'clock, Tsunade changed into the same clothes as yesterday, packed her luggage and prepared to go back to Konoha with Naruto and Jiraiya.

After all, the position of Hokage belongs to her.

Then, I, Naruto Uzumaki, am the man who will become Hokage.

Naruto opened the window and picked a dandelion outside the window, then turned to look at Tsunade.

Before the dandelions bloom, they are chubby and round, and their snow-white appearance is reminiscent of the glutinous rice balls often cooked and eaten in winter.

"Tsunade-sama, this dandelion is for you."

"You can do it for me, I'm not free now."

I saw Tsunade taking out a portrait from the suitcase. On the portrait was a red-haired woman.

That was her grandmother, Mito Uzumaki.