章節 113: Chapter 113 This is My Sincerity!
Temari froze for a moment, her eyes starting to well up with tears again.
Naruto felt it was necessary to guide her appropriately, if only to secure a quiet night for himself. He looked at Temari, pondered for a moment, and then spoke, "Temari, if you want me to help you, you have to show the appropriate sincerity."
"I'm very busy. Every day, I have to do many meaningless things. But these meaningless things are more important than you. Do you understand?"
His original intention was to make Temari behave and warn her to keep her distance from him, but as soon as the words left his mouth, Naruto felt something was off.
"I-I understand. What do you want?" Temari straightened her posture, sitting almost on the edge of the sofa, clearly too nervous.
"I don't want anything." Naruto replied coldly, leaning back into the sofa, "The point isn't what I want, it's about what you have."
"I can give everything I have." Temari said, a bit too eagerly.
"But I don't need it," Naruto said flatly.
Naruto's calm demeanor remained unchanged as he watched Temari through his deep blue eyes, with no ripples in his heart.
"What you're going through is only temporary. Once you leave Konoha tomorrow and return to Sunagakure, you'll start to feel better."
"It's not like that!" Temari suddenly stood up, her hands folded in front of her chest in distress.
"Sit down."
"…. Okay." Temari awkwardly sat back down, her hands brushing the edge of the sofa.
Naruto reached for the teacup on the table and studied Temari through the rising steam, 'My judgment was correct, her condition was only temporary.'
'While her behavior was strange, it was starting to normalize, as evidenced by her attempt to argue back.'
In short, there was no need to pay too much attention to Temari. She was just going through a rough patch, and it would pass in a few days.
Having made up his mind, Naruto fell silent, continuing to sit on the sofa to pass the time.
"Please wait a moment." Temari suddenly said, standing up again. But she froze when she met Naruto's gaze.
This time, however, Naruto didn't tell her to sit down. He just stared at her for a few seconds before saying, "Don't leave this room until dawn."
"Okay."
Temari nodded, and then began to rummage through her belongings, pieces of underwear were turned out and scattered on the ground. Naruto, adhering to a 'no harm in watching' mentality, kept his eyes on Temari as she knelt by the wardrobe.
'Lustrous blonde hair, skin as white as fresh snow, isn't wasn't the Land of Wind supposed to be a desert country?'
'It seemed that, despite the harsh sunlight and terrain, the girls from Sunagakure turned out quite beautiful. Chiyo? Okay, maybe not Chiyo. But the younger ones were all quite attractive.'
Temari's limbs were slender, and her figure was perfectly proportioned, as if blessed by the heavens. Watching her like this was certainly pleasing to the eye.
But the moment Temari pulled out a pair of fishnet stockings, Naruto instantly lost his composure.
"What are you going to do?"
Temari let out a soft yelp and quickly turned around, hiding the fishnet stockings behind her back embarrassedly. Her face suddenly turned red, and she spoke hesitantly, "This is my sincerity."
"I don't…" Naruto initially intended to say he didn't need it, but then he reconsidered and swallowed his words silently, "Okay."
Temari's condition was likely to last only a few days, and she would probably return to normal after a good night's sleep. Naruto had no intention of taking advantage of her, he just wanted to complete the task at hand.
'But, as the long night stretched ahead, admiring the fishnet stockings wasn't a bad way to pass the time. Well, it was certainly better than sitting idly.'
With that thought, Temari happily took her 'sincerity' into the bathroom.
This time, it was Naruto's turn to be restless. To be honest, the visual impact of fishnet stockings was a bit overwhelming to him.
In order to avoid losing his composure, he clutched his water cup, ready to take a tactical sip if necessary.
"Um…"
The bathroom door opened, but Temari didn't come out right away. Naruto was sitting on the sofa at the side of the room, so he naturally couldn't see what was going on in the bathroom next to the door.
"Could you turn off the lights?"
Temari's voice carried a strange, forbidden undertone, as if she had discovered a new world on the Internet for the first time. Even Naruto, who is usually as steady as an old dog, felt his heart begin to race.
"Why turn off the lights?" Naruto asked and thought to himself, 'If the lights were off, how could I see the fishnets? Are you trying to show me a glowing watch?'
"I'm... a little embarrassed." Temari admitted, "I only brought one pair of stocking with me. But... if you really want to see…"
"No need, your sincerity doesn't have to go that far!" Naruto quickly took a tactical sip of water, "Put on your clothes before you come out, damn it!"
"Okay…" The voice coming from the bathroom sounded a little disappointed.
Naruto coughed awkwardly and shook his head, trying to dispel the images that had formed in his mind. Temari's 'test' had clearly gone beyond what he was prepared to handle, and he'd almost answered wrongly.
'Only one pair of stocking, and she wanted the lights off, huh?'
When she finally emerged, the lights were still on, and Temari, thankfully, was fully dressed, and everything was harmonious except that she was not wearing shoes. The only difference was that she was now wearing the fishnet stockings on her legs.
Naruto chalked it up to Temari's current 'illness'. He wasn't interested in taking advantage of her, but he figured there was no harm in legally admiring the fishnets.
'Even if she returned to normal in a few days, the worst she could do was scold me a bit, and that was that.'
Still, he couldn't help but be struck by the powerful visual impact of those fishnet stockings. Temari's legs weren't just slender, they were smooth and perfectly rounded.
They were like freshly cleaned turnip… white, smooth, and with a hint of the toned muscles that came from years of Shinobi training.
Most people's legs don't stand perfectly straight, even if they try, there's always a slight curve. Even if the calves are slender, it's hard to show that kind of temperament, as they always feel covered with dust and lack of taste.
But Temari's legs, encased in the fishnet stockings, were perfectly straight, her skirt accentuating the curves, and her eyes carried an enigmatic, dangerous allure.
"This is my sincerity." Temari said quietly as she sat down on the sofa, her gaze lowered.
"I can already feel your sincerity." Naruto replied, glancing at her fishnet-covered legs, "If that's the case, I might consider helping you."
Temari blushed and suddenly fell silent.
Naruto wasn't in a hurry. He continued to observe Temari quietly, waiting patiently.
To him, Temari was a patient, and if he hadn't met her tonight, it would have been none of his business. But now that he had accepted the mission and put forward conditions, he naturally had to be patient.
Naruto may not be a good person in the true sense, but he is definitely a person with principles and ethics.
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章節 114: Chapter 114 It's Just a Mission
"After that time, I started feeling strange." A trace of uneasiness appeared on Temari's face, and she twisted her hands and stammered, "I've been having nightmares and getting distracted easily."
Hearing this, Naruto withdrew his gaze and his expression became more serious.
"Nightmares? What do you dream about? Me?"
"No." Temari shook her head, a trace of sadness that was inconsistent with her age appeared on her youthful face, "I dream about my father, the Yondaime Kazekage."
'Oh, family issues.'
Naruto took a tactical sip of water, his eyes fixed on Temari, gesturing for her to continue.
"Father wanted to kill Gaara. I could see the hatred and fear in his eyes every time he looked at Gaara." Temari said, gripping her thigh tightly, "Father is not a heartless person. He is a qualified Kage. But when it came to Gaara…"
"Gaara wasn't always the way he is now. He used to call me 'nee-san' when he was younger." Temari's voice began to waver, on the verge of tears, "But later, because of father's actions, he became irritable, and even Kankuro is afraid of Gaara."
Seeing that Temari was about to cry again, Naruto interrupted her by tapping the edge of his cup, "There's nothing I can do about that. I'm a Jinchuriki too, and I constantly feel the urge to kill. I even fantasize about turning the higher-ups into dogs and keeping them on my balcony."
"In terms of being messed up, Gaara and I are about the same."
"Uh…" Temari was taken aback for a moment, but quickly waved her hands and said, "No no no! That's not what I meant."
"Gaara has changed. After the Chunin Exams, we made up."
"Is that so?" Naruto was a little embarrassed, then rubbed his chin and said, "I might've just revealed a pretty big secret. Did you hear all of that?"
"Huh?"
"Did you remember it?"
"This…" Temari didn't know how to respond, so she managed to squeeze out a sentence, "Sumimasen, I'll try my best to forget it."
"No need. I could just silence you."
Temari pursed her lips, suddenly stood up, walked towards Naruto, and sat next to him very boldly.
The sofa was just big enough for one person to sit comfortably. If two people sat on it, it would be a bit cramped, which could lead to some accidental contact.
Naruto didn't push her away, after all, this wasn't something he asked for. Temari was practically leaning on him now.
He had boundaries, but they weren't many.
Temari hummed, "I started having these nightmares, and every time I woke up, I felt the need to find you. I don't even know why you're always on my mind. Even though I know you don't like me, I still want to be near you."
"I wasn't like this before."
"But the closer I get to you, the more at peace I feel. I can't stand the suffocating anxiety anymore. I think I might be beyond saving."
Naruto remained silent, treating her words as just another symptom of her current condition.
'It was a shame I didn't have a recording device with me. If I could record this part, I could use it to tease Temari once she was back to normal.'
At this time, the clock on the wall showed that it was already past 12:30 AM.
Click!
The lights suddenly went out.
Naruto felt something warm wrap around him, and a pair of watery eyes shone brightly in the darkness. Temari leaned her head on his shoulder, hugging him tightly.
Naruto found it somewhat boring and wasn't moved by this at all.
Just as he was about to push Temari away, he suddenly heard her speak in a low voice, "Just this once, let me hug you this once. You can do whatever you want."
Naruto sighed, telling himself not to hold it against someone who wasn't in their right mind. Thankfully, Temari didn't make any further moves, she just hugged him and then started crying her heart out.
She talked in broken sentences about her two brothers, but hardly mentioned anything about herself.
"Mother's thoughts were always focused on Gaara, and she passed away not long after." Temari mumbled as she curled up in Naruto's arms, "Now, father is gone too, and Gaara has to become the Kazekage."
Sunagakure wasn't entirely united. There were still many who harbored deep hatred and fear towards Gaara.
Even though Gaara was the son of the previous Kazekage and the Jinchuriki of Shukaku, ascending to the position of Kazekage wasn't as straightforward as it might seem.
There won't be bloody battle, but some people definitely need to be cleared out.
Gaara's transformation has won the support of most of the elders, and they've almost unanimously decided to groom him into a qualified Kage.
As the eldest princess of Sunagakure, Temari has no way out. The weight on her heart and the burden on her shoulders were overwhelming the moment she learned of the death of Kazekage.
Throughout the night, Naruto had a terrible headache, listening to Temari's intermittent ramblings. Sometimes, she'd start crying as she spoke, and after crying, she'd begin to fidget.
Fortunately, no matter how angry Naruto was, he didn't throw her off the sofa. He endured it and somehow got through the night.
The next day, early morning.
A mechanical synthetic sound woke Naruto up and he suddenly opened his eyes.
[Jashin's Dog (The object of Hidan's faith, which contains and suppresses all consciousnesses, and is restricted by the caster) was successfully granted.]
Sensing the movement, Temari also drowsily opened her eyes. At this time, her skirt was barely serving its purpose. Naruto glanced over and then quickly looked away.
'Not bad.'
Temari's eyes weren't fully open, but like a cat, she crawled up Naruto's body. Her lips moved closer, her half-closed eyes glistening. Her neckline was wide open, and the holy light was protecting her body.
In his mind, Naruto repeated a hundred times not to take advantage of a patient, and he forcefully pressed his hand against Temari's face, pushing her off and onto the ground.
"I'm leaving now." He said.
It was the same routine, the same feeling, just in a different place.
But this time, Temari didn't panic. She just sat on the ground, looking up at Naruto as he stood up, "Can you stay a little longer?"
"No." He refused very bluntly, "I'm not staying here for you, I have other reasons."
Temari shook her head and smiled softly, "I don't mind. Can I see you again in the future? I want to stay by your side."
Naruto was already by the window, ready to leave. Hearing Temari's words, he turned back and said, "If you remain as weak as you are now, my answer is no."
"Whether it's supporting Gaara's rise to power or your own training, if you can't bring value to me, it's best we don't meet again."
"We're just using each other, we don't owe each other anything. Nothing happened. You'd better forget me quickly after you're clear-headed, because I'll forget you just as fast. Understand?"
With that, Naruto leaped out of the window, disappearing silently into the thick fog of dawn.
Temari remained seated on the ground, staring silently at the open window.
The cold morning wind blew in, making Temari shiver.
Suddenly, her face turned bright red. She let out a soft cry, covered her face with her hands, and started breathing heavily. Her eyes instantly became clear, no longer dazed.
"How could I!!! How could I!!!"
The last bit of unease in her heart had dissipated over the night. It was as if she had poured out all the emotions she had accumulated over the years. Temari's mind was now calm, like entering the Sage Mode.
All the shameful memories came rushing back to her mind. She covered her mouth tightly, tears of embarrassment streaming down her face.
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