Naruto: If I ask you to be Naruto, you will become a yellow-haired person?

Ino stood in the courtyard, wearing a blue-purple silk sleeveless top that hugged her figure, revealing sections of her porcelain-white, radiant, and delicate arms, reminiscent of fresh snow.

She fidgeted, twisting the hem of her top downwards.

Her small face was a little nervous as she tugged at Naruto's sleeve, saying uneasily.

"Naruto-kun... maybe... I should come to see Lady Tsunade next time... I'm not ready this time..."

"It would be bad if I left Lady Tsunade with a bad impression!"

Naruto smiled and stroked Ino's smooth, golden hair; the sensation was quite pleasant.

He sighed inwardly, realizing that petting someone's head felt so wonderful.

"Don't worry, the teacher is easy to talk to. I'll help you speak up later!"

Feeling Naruto's hand gently stroking her head,

Ino's delicate and pretty cheeks flushed with a hint of adorable redness.

She seemed a little embarrassed by Naruto's intimate touch, but also somewhat happy.

At that moment, a loud, angry roar came from outside the courtyard, beyond the low wall.

"Stop right there, brat! It's only right to pay back debts! Where do you think you're going?!"

"That's right! We've been looking for you for almost two and a half years, brat! Where are you running this time?!"

Naruto and Yamanaka Ino were both stunned and looked towards the direction of the angry roar.

They saw a small figure darting swiftly, like lightning, with light flashing beneath her feet, raising a cloud of dust on the street behind her.

It was a girl who appeared to be about the same age as Naruto and the others, but perhaps a little younger, with golden hair and brown eyes.

She wore slightly oversized dark green clothes embroidered with black edges.

The little girl's fair face showed no sign of panic; instead, there was a hint of excitement. As she passed the Senju's old residence,

She even glanced at Naruto.

She winked her large, playful eyes, and then her petite figure flashed as she ran away without looking back.

Naruto stood there in a slight daze; that golden-haired little girl's fair face and this scene felt strangely familiar...

Then, three or four burly, fierce-looking middle-aged men with thick arms and waists chased after her, panting and cursing.

"Damn it! That little brat, we'll catch her sooner or later and make her spit out the money she owes our boss!"

Naruto suddenly realized, his face filled with black lines.

Could that golden-haired little girl running from her debts be Tsunade!

He remembered that in the original story, Tsunade often transformed and borrowed money from casino owners after accumulating a mountain of debt that she couldn't repay...

He secretly touched the wallet Ino had given him in his bag, sighing in his heart.

With a gambling addict like Tsunade, he was probably always short on money and had to live frugally...

He was short of money!

It seemed he had to find a way to make money as soon as possible.

But in the ninja world, the only way for a ninja to make money was basically by doing missions, especially high-risk missions involving the village's secrets!

As for becoming a rogue ninja who robs and kills employers, plundering nobles everywhere,

Even Kakuzu, the financial officer of the Akatsuki organization,

And Momochi Zabuza, who was ruthless and dared to assassinate the Fourth Mizukage of the Hidden Mist Village, would not choose to do so unless absolutely necessary.

Naruto pondered briefly and then pushed the door open and said.

"Ino, the teacher probably isn't home today. It seems you'll have to meet her next time..."

Ino secretly breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, the nervousness on her face swept away, but there was a hint of disappointment in her bright eyes.

Ino shook her head, her beautiful, smooth, shoulder-length hair swaying.

"It's okay, Naruto-kun."

"How about I treat you to my cooking today?"

Ino's pretty face froze, a little surprised, her bright eyes twinkling. Naruto-kun's cooking?

The ninja world was a relatively conservative place, where the vast majority of women were responsible for cooking and taking care of the home.

Naruto led Ino into the house and found spare slippers in the shoe cabinet at the entrance.

"Ino, wear these."

"O-okay, sure!" Ino nodded repeatedly, snapping back to reality.

Suddenly, she realized that Lady Tsunade was indeed not in the house... but how did Naruto-kun know until he reached the door?

Ino bent her small waist, her beautiful and delicate bright golden hair cascading down like a waterfall.

She was about to put on the slippers Naruto had placed in front of her.

Suddenly, her movements stopped as she looked at Naruto, who was still standing in front of her, watching her, a hint of confusion flashing in her green eyes.

"Eh?"

"Naruto... Naruto-kun, why aren't you coming into the house yet?"

Naruto's expression was normal as he said softly, "I'll wait and go in with Ino."

A hint of warmth welled up in Ino's heart. Naruto-kun was truly a boy who exuded gentleness and consideration from the bottom of his heart.

He was much better than Choji and Shikamaru, those two guys she had known since childhood!

She had to consider whether Naruto-kun was the only good boy she would ever meet in her life!

Suddenly, she noticed Naruto's clear, pure eyes staring unblinkingly at the area in front of her, below her,

A trace of shy blush flashed across her porcelain-white face.

Why did she feel like Naruto... kun seemed to be looking forward to something??

Could it be that he wanted to see her change her shoes? How could that be?...

She shook her head inwardly, dispelling this inexplicable thought.

Naruto casually glanced at Ino bending over to change her shoes, noticing her light and skillful movements as she hooked her heel.

Her small feet, wrapped in pure white socks with a hint of pale yellow lace, were freed.

The soft cotton white socks gently outlined the delicate curves of her small toes, round and adorable.

Hmm...

Completely different from Tsunade's slightly fuller and more beautiful jade feet, which were also painted with bright red nail polish...

Naruto nodded secretly, each had its own merits.

But luckily, there were no 'little blue books' in the ninja world, or he would be scolded as a 'shrimp head man'...

Seeing Ino change her shoes, Naruto led her to rest in the living room.

He then went to the kitchen in the back.

Naruto didn't prepare island-style dishes like sashimi, tempura, or sushi, since he didn't know how to make them anyway.

Nor did he make the unpresentable Shanxi cuisine.

Instead, he prepared some Sichuan dishes that he was more skilled at.

After all, Sichuan cuisine was simple and easy to learn, with heavy oil and salt.

Moreover, the flavor was strong, no need to say more!

Yamanaka Ino looked at Naruto standing on a small stool in the back room.

The spatula in his hand danced, the knife chopped on the cutting board, stir-frying fiercely.

Her cute nose twitched, so fragrant! A slight brilliance flashed in her eyes.

The bento she had shared with Naruto-kun before was actually made by her mother!

As the young lady of the Yamanaka family, the only thing she could do was ninjutsu, and even that was far inferior to Naruto!

Even her cooking skills were far surpassed by Naruto-kun!

Involuntarily, she lowered her head, feeling a little ashamed and embarrassed.

"Compared to Naruto-kun."

"I can't do anything."

Soon, the stir-fried hot dishes were also placed all over the dining table.

"Try it and see how it is."

Ino looked at the colorful stir-fried dishes in front of her, looking a little dazed, her pretty eyes blinking.

How come the dishes made by Naruto-kun were so beautiful too?