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9.09% Sakura Haruno is Usefull / Chapter 6: Expired milk, treasured instant noodles

Chapitre 6: Expired milk, treasured instant noodles

"I'm going out."

A crisp sound was heard at the entrance, and Haruno Sakura put on her shoes, pushed open the door, and walked out.

"Mom, why did Sakura go out so early today?"

Haruno Kizashi sat on a chair next to the dining table, holding a newspaper and looking at his wife in confusion.

Haruno Mebuki was in the kitchen cleaning up the dishes from the meal she had just finished and said impatiently,

"How should I know? And don't look at your tattered newspaper. If you have nothing to do, go sweep the floor, mop the floor, and finally take out the trash!"

"Uh, hehe, I get it..." Looking at his wife, Haruno Kizashi went to get the broom with a clear mind.

Sakura Haruno walked on the streets of Konoha, thinking about what she should buy for Naruto the day before. Naruto's favorite was Ichiraku Ramen, but it was only nine o'clock now, too late for breakfast and too early for lunch... Sakura couldn't help but recall Naruto's life in the original story.

Expired milk and instant noodles...

She also put makeup on portraits of herself from her past life and her biological father...

Eh!

Haruno Sakura's emerald green eyes lit up, and she raised a finger in her heart.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.

Sakura went straight to the village bookstore and used the money given by Iruka to buy a book called "Recipes: From Beginner to Master."

Then she bought some ingredients according to the first dish that was served.

All in all, it cost about eighty taels.

Hokage Building

Hokage's Office

Sarutobi Hiruzen had nothing to do today, so he went out of his way to watch how Haruno Sakura interacted with Naruto.

Looking at what the little girl did, Sarutobi Hiruzen couldn't help but smile.

He was right. His idea was good. It would be great if Naruto could learn to cook so easily.

According to the address given by Iruka, Haruno Sakura came to Naruto's house carrying a lot of bags.

The other person lived on the top floor of a small building.

You could see the Hokage Building and Hokage Rock at a glance.

This location was much better than Sakura's. At least Haruno's house couldn't see the Hokage Building and Hokage Rock.

"Naruto, are you home?"

"Naruto?"

"It's me, Sakura."

Haruno Sakura knocked on the door, and soon she heard the sound of rummaging through drawers and cabinets from inside. Then she saw a hurriedly blond boy with a nightcap on his head open the door.

"Sakura?"

Naruto, who was only six years old, looked at his classmate in front of him with surprise.

This was the first time someone other than his grandfather had come to visit him.

"I'm here to see you, aren't you welcome?"

Haruno Sakura waved the thing in her hand in front of Naruto and spoke with a smile.

"No, no!"

Naruto said, looking at the girl in front of him nervously.

"Why don't you invite me in?"

After listening to the girl's words, Naruto suddenly realized what was going on and immediately stepped aside, inviting Sakura into his home.

To Sakura's surprise, Naruto's house was actually quite clean.

But thinking about it, Sarutobi Hiruzen came to give Naruto living expenses every month, so it would be weird if it were too dirty.

"Naruto, is there something you want to talk to me about?"

Naruto looked at Sakura, who was looking around his room, with a nervous look on his face, not knowing what she meant.

"Huh?"

"Can't I come to see you if I have nothing to do?"

"Or do you not welcome me, Naruto?"

Haruno Sakura walked toward Naruto's refrigerator with a clear goal, opened it, and saw square boxes filling the refrigerator. It was a refrigerator full of milk.

Haruno Sakura picked up a box of milk and looked at the expiration date. It would expire in three days at most.

"Naruto, the milk is about to expire. Drink it up as soon as possible."

Haruno Sakura shook the milk in her hand toward Naruto.

"Ah? Oh..."

Naruto stared blankly at the little girl in front of him, feeling a little at a loss as to what to do.

"Um... why did Sakura come to me suddenly?"

Naruto looked at Haruno Sakura in front of him with some hesitation.

"Iruka-sensei was worried about your mental health, so I asked him to come and see you."

Haruno Sakura spoke without any psychological burden about selling out Iruka.

Sarutobi Hiruzen frowned slightly when he saw Haruno Sakura in the crystal ball revealing what he had entrusted to Iruka, but then he slowly relaxed.

There is no concern without reason in the world. If Haruno Sakura suddenly visited like this, Naruto would definitely think too much. It would be better for her to admit it directly. This might make Naruto stop being suspicious and avoid unnecessary trouble.

"Huh?"

Naruto blinked and looked at Sakura in a daze.

For some reason, Naruto suddenly felt a little lost in his heart. He thought...

"Teacher Iruka cares about you very much. Don't make Iruka-sensei angry in the future."

Haruno Sakura smiled and stroked Naruto's golden hair.

Haruno Sakura looked at the instant noodle boxes on the table, which were obviously left over from last night. There were also several instant noodle boxes in the trash can under the table. Even though she had expected this, she still frowned slightly and said,

"Does Naruto usually eat this?"

The golden-haired boy didn't seem to notice the girl's dissatisfaction. He thought that she also liked instant noodles, and his eyes immediately lit up.

"That's right!"

"Instant noodles are my favorite food!"

"I also have a super collectible version of instant noodles here!"

Naruto opened the cabinet next to him as if he were presenting a treasure, and Haruno Sakura couldn't help but twitch her lips when she saw the scene in front of her.

A cabinet full of instant noodles...

He deserved to be short...

"How much is a box of instant noodles?"

Haruno Sakura picked up a box of instant noodles and looked directly at the date.

Fortunately, it lasts longer than the milk in the refrigerator and only has three months left before it expires.

"Two hundred taels a box, super cheap!"

"How many?!"

Haruno Sakura looked at Naruto in disbelief.

She used the money Iruka gave her to buy a bag of things for only 80 ryo, but Naruto's cup of instant noodles cost 200 ryo???

If Iruka knew that a box of instant noodles cost so much to Naruto, he would probably be furious.

"Because this is a super collector's edition, it's a little more expensive than regular instant noodles, but it's also delicious!"

"Would you like a box, Sakura?"

Naruto looked at the little girl in front of him expectantly.

"Where did you get so much money?"

Haruno Sakura tilted her head in confusion. Didn't they say that Naruto had a miserable childhood?

You can only drink expired milk, and instant noodles...

Well, if you don't finish it, it will expire.

"My grandfather gave me five thousand taels every month."

Naruto said matter-of-factly.

As if this was the most normal thing.

Haruno Sakura couldn't help but look at the Hokage Building that she could see through the window.

A house in the center of Konoha, 5,000 taels per month, expired milk in the refrigerator, a pile of treasured instant noodles in the cabinet, and props for frequent pranks...

Sarutobi Hiruzen only gave money but didn't teach Naruto how to use it.


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