In Konoha, This Naruto Has Decided To Take It Easy

Chapter 383 Who Has More Money?

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The door opened, and Kurama tiptoed into the living room with a bottle of sake, like the old Tom sneaking around. His eyes scanned the couch.

"That brat is so annoying. He goes out to have fun and still makes me do his bidding."

"Sucking up to the owner, how degrading."

"There aren't many foxes as dignified as me left in the Shinobi World. Damn, what was that saying about how society is declining? Whatever, it doesn’t matter."

Kurama walked over to the sofa, poked the half-conscious Sakura's face with the bottle, and shouted, "Wake up."

"Why isn't she reacting?" He mumbled to himself, "Damn it, I really don't want to waste the chakra I've been nurturing for years by drinking."

Sakura’s body had started to act strange a couple of months ago. She had tried many ways to fix it, but nothing worked. So, she went to watch that movie by herself, and when she returned, her heart felt calmer.

She no longer wanted to struggle. She wanted to spend her remaining time in peace. Even though her consciousness, as a second personality, was about to fall asleep, she forced herself to remain calm.

She had stayed up until dawn the night before, finishing her work. Waking up before daylight, she suddenly craved eel rice and made some on a whim.

She knew it was a workday, but saying it was on the way was just a lie to Naruto. She only wanted to spend time with him. After all, no matter how calm she seemed, deep down, she was still scared.

In the past few years, she hadn’t relied much on her parents. To her, Pink Sakura’s parents weren’t really hers. They loved the first personality, the one who had been there since birth, not the one who appeared later.

In her heart, the only person she can rely on is Naruto, the only one who knew her secret.

With the idea that ‘As long as I stay with him, I won't feel as scared’, Sakura had knocked on his door early in the morning. Everything had gone smoothly and she even managed to fool him.

But now, with her consciousness nearing sleep, she couldn’t help but feel afraid.

What if she fell into a deep sleep, only to wake up ten or twenty years later? By then, she might already be an old woman, so what should she do then?

Chaotic thoughts popped up in her mind one after another, each one more unsettling than the last.

Before long, as her consciousness sank further, Dark Sakura heard faint muttering. Words like ‘lowly’, ‘brat’, and ‘Uzumaki Naruto deserved to die’ echoed around her.

Then, just as she felt like she was falling into a deep abyss, a sudden warmth interrupted the descent.

She slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was the familiar living room and sofa. The curtains on the balcony had been opened at some point, and the bright white sunlight was pouring in.

The only thing out of place was a rather silly-looking fox hound standing right in front of her, peering at her curiously.

"Ah!!" Sakura bolted upright, ‘I hadn’t fallen asleep yet? But what was happening in front of me? Could it be that it was a dog that saved me?’

But she soon calmed down. She recalled this was Naruto's home, so the dog in front of her was naturally raised by Naruto. Though she didn’t see it often, she seemed to have some impression of it in her memory.

‘But at that time, this fox hound didn’t seem so... plump.’

When she had last seen it, the fox hound had looked fierce and mighty. But after not seeing it for so long, it looked a lot rounder and a bit silly.

Kurama, of course, had no idea Sakura thought of him this way. In his own mind, he still saw himself through the lens of the mighty Biju he once was, then tried to strike a cool pose.

Unfortunately, his current appearance made it hard for him to pull off.

"You are Naruto's pet, right?" Sakura reached out to pet Kurama’s head. "Were you the one who saved me?"

Kyuubi dodged it directly and spoke in a lofty tone, "You are the pet!"

"I am Kyu…" Halfway through, he hesitated, remembering how many enemies he had in Konoha. So, he quickly corrected himself, "Nine little brats are no match for me." (T/N: Kyu means Nine.)

"In short, my name isn't something you deserve to know."

"You can talk? Are you like Pakkun, a talking Ninken?" Sakura didn't care about the dog's arrogance. She let out a sigh and asked with a smile.

"Heh, Ninken?" Kurama said with some disdain, "I'm not a Ninken."

"Okay, but thanks for saving me anyway," Sakura said with a smile, planting a kiss on Kurama’s chubby cheek.

"Watch your behavior, human." Kurama scrunched his face, wiping his cheek with his paw, "If you want to thank someone, thank that brat. He’s the one who told me to come up from downstairs."

"If it weren’t for his promise to buy me some good sake, I wouldn’t have bothered with you."

Kurama’s haughty tone did not cause Sakura any discomfort, in fact, it made her feel a bit touched. Naruto hadn’t left her to fend for herself after all.

"In that case, I’ll buy the sake Sakura said, standing up from the sofa.

The feeling of narrowly escaping death, her mood had improved significantly, even though she didn’t know how long she could hold on. But for her, her fate had already been determined, and staying a little longer was already a blessing.

Some things should be done sooner rather than later, to avoid future regrets. With this thought in mind, Sakura made a decision she had long thought about.

"You? Buying sake?" Kurama's ears perked up and he instantly became alert, "Really?"

Just now, when he saw Sakura had been on the verge of losing consciousness, Kurama had panicked and transferred almost all of the Chakra refined in his body into Sakura's body. This was truly a huge loss for him.

It was a stroke of luck that she woke up, as even Kurama himself didn’t know what he had done. He just sent his refined Chakra, but it seemed to work.

Kurama himself was a massive Chakra entity. He spent years painstakingly gathering Chakra, only for Naruto to make him waste it on bizarre uses.

Last time, Naruto used a bottle of good wine to instigate Kurama to make a bet on shooting down a bird in the sky. As a result, Kurama, unaware of the truth, shot down the Summoned beast of a Root’s member with a mini Bijudama.

Naruto had immediately disappeared, leaving Kurama to hide in Konoha’s backstreets for two weeks.

Whenever Kurama thought about that incident, it made his blood boil.

‘That guy was a real dog. He never did anything humane and was always full of schemes.’

Another time, it was pouring rain outside. Naruto had nowhere to go, so he curled up on the couch, reading Icha Icha Paradise while subtly manipulating Kurama. He complained about not having any money and how hard it was working all day to support him.

Just a couple of days later, Kurama saw Naruto on a street corner and without blinking, he bought a pond for fishing, but then forgot about it.

There were many similar incidents, to the point where Kurama no longer even bothered to judge Naruto's character. When he got angry, he would just insult him, calling him a ‘lowly human brat’ and spewing out a string of curses.

Naruto, without even lifting an eyelid, would retort with, ‘You're a dog’, which would immediately trigger Kurama.

Kurama, who had been struggling in such an atmosphere, was still a little uncomfortable with Sakura's initiative to show her kindness. Even though he knew that the other party was grateful for him, he still did not completely trust her.

After all, Naruto had done similar things before, always trying to trick him.

"Yeah, just buying some sake. I'm an adult now, so I can totally buy it myself." Sakura said with a smile, patiently talking to Kurama.

"Do you have money?"

"How much money counts as having money?" Sakura smiled even more brightly.

"Compared to that brat?" Kurama asked, his face showing a hint of seriousness, "Who has more money, you or him?"