In Konoha, This Naruto Has Decided To Take It Easy

Chapter 409 What The Heck?

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"Your comment is quite bold, letting go of all restraints before death?" Naruto wasn’t surprised, as this was the stupid woman he knew, "But the problem is that you will not die."

"I don't believe you." Anko frowned as she spoke.

‘Well, this had become a trust issue. Without Anko’s cooperation, reviving Orochimaru wouldn’t be possible.’ Naruto quickly raised both hands, signaling compromise.

"So, how should I cooperate with you?"

Hearing this, Anko was stunned. Although she had watched countless movies, she actually had little actual practice. The key steps were either skipped or obscured by the holy light.

Besides, she thought Naruto would refuse, but she didn't expect him to agree.

"I... I don't even know what to do first." Anko suddenly became embarrassed.

"If you don't know, then forget it." Naruto felt she was being odd. As the one was being taken advantage of, he didn’t even care, yet she was the one acting shy, "Let’s just wait until you think it through."

"Wait!" Anko stopped him.

"Hm?"

"Turn off the lights."

"What’s the point of turning off the light?" He found it a bit amusing and said to her, "If you’re this scared, you shouldn’t be doing this at all."

"What did you say?" Anko grabbed his collar in the small tent. Both of them are half sitting, talking in aggressive tones, neither willing to back down.

Above them was a dim yellow light, and if they stood, they’d be burned by it. The night was quiet, leaving only the sound of their heavy breathing in the tent.

"Is this what you want?" He asked casually.

Anko’s scalp tingled instantly, and her heart felt as if it had been scalded with hot water. Her hand that was holding his collar instantly lost its strength. She took a quick breath, and her mind went blank.

Beneath his windbreaker, the white skin was smooth, as if the wind blowing over the hills was blocked. She didn’t know what training Naruto had done, but his hands were far too nimble for a boy.

Like peeling away layers of silk, his hands carefully explored every corner of her body, warm as if hotter than the spring sun.

Anko felt like her heart was going to leap out of her chest, and her blood seemed to boil. She hadn’t noticed before, but he was quite skilled.

‘Uzumaki Naruto, you really deserve to die. How many girls have you harmed? If I’d known this, I wouldn’t have…’

When she was drifting on the sea a few years ago, she’d never imagined this moment. But she had to admit that Naruto had an inexplicable allure… clean, so clean it was almost addictive.

Complex emotions surged through her mind, making it hard to breathe. As she tilted her head back, she saw him planting small, deliberate kisses, sending a shockwave through her body.

Anko, being slender, couldn’t handle being kissed on the neck. If this continued, it would be too embarrassing, so she surrendered directly.

"I was wrong." She said, "Forget it, forget it, you win, I can't do this."

"You should’ve said that earlier." He looked up at her, his cold gaze fixed on her, "Isn't it a bit late to say that now, hmm?"

As he spoke, he brushed against her neck again, his hot breath instantly making her lose her composure.

"I was joking, haha…" Anko reached out, trying to push Naruto off her, but found she couldn’t move him, so she immediately panicked.

"Stop messing around." She wanted to get up. It seemed that she really didn't want to continue. She put on a stern face and showed the aura of a senior.

"Who's messing around?" Naruto roughly pushed Anko back to her original position and opened his windbreaker with a swish, "You say yes when you want, no when you don’t?"

"Do you think relationships are like dough? You can knead it however you want, stretch it when you feel like it, and pinch it when you’re not in the mood? Do you want to mold it when you like it and roll it back to its original state when you don’t?"

"I'm not…" Anko wanted to defend herself, "I…"

"You stupid woman," Naruto stared into her dilated pupils “Once a relationship starts, there’s no turning back. Either we never see each other again, or…”

He said nothing more and leaned in to kiss her lips directly. Cold and gentle, like a spring breeze, his kisses landed softly, little by little.

The dim light cast their overlapping shadows on the tent. Anko’s toes, painted with red nail polish, curled and uncurled, her heart rising and falling like ocean waves.

After a while of the wet, lingering kiss, Anko felt a bit oxygen-deprived. She had never kissed anyone before, and she had never imagined it could be more intense than anything she had ever experienced.

Her mind was fuzzy as she stared blankly at the tent, slipping into a brief moment of clarity.

"I can’t do this, I was really wrong." Anko hugged his neck and asked as if begging for mercy, "Can you let me go? Next time, next time, okay?"

She truly regretted it now. Her earlier moment of foolishness had led them here. Whether their friendship was ruined or not didn’t matter, there was no turning back. But if he discovered how easily she had given in…

Anko would rather die. She’d never be able to lift her head again, destined to be ridiculed as too weak… a foolish woman, nothing more.

‘No matter what, it couldn’t be now…’

"Where were you wrong?" He propped himself up with his hand, neither refusing nor agreeing.

Tomorrow, they would probably start reviving Orochimaru, and Anko had to be pacified, otherwise, all the efforts will be in vain. Actually, there will be no danger, at least, Orochimaru wouldn’t truly harm Anko.

Betraying his disciple? Sure. But killing Anko? That was out of the question. Besides, Naruto wouldn’t be standing idly by. Orochimaru wouldn’t get the chance.

This kind of situation is really troublesome. To keep Dark Sakura alive, he had to involve Anko for no apparent reason. Whether or not there would be a definite outcome was uncertain, and reviving Orochimaru was going to be a massive task.

Naruto, following the principle of utilizing resources fully, had no reason to revive Orochimaru just to ask a few questions. Convincing Orochimaru to change his mind would be another difficult matter.

But when faced with a problem, there was no point in just watching passively. He had avoided it before but failed to completely escape, so there was no point in avoiding it now. Issues should be addressed as they come, and things still had to be reasoned out.

As for Anko, this foolish woman was indeed easy to deceive, and Naruto didn’t care about changing their relationship. Everything he said earlier was just to scare her… As for talk about no turning back or never seeing each other again? Those are all nonsense.

‘But Anko wasn’t entirely useless. At least her legs were nice, and her figure wasn’t bad. As long as she didn’t gain weight, she’d be fine. After removing the Cursed Seal, I’d have to help her break her habit of eating sweets.’

"I was wrong about everything. Whatever you say goes." Anko quickly surrendered, her tone softening immediately, "Anyway, since we're already in this relationship, let’s just call it a day for now. Next time, okay?"

"Hmm, that won't do. Listen to yourself, is that even human talk?" Naruto actually wanted to stop here so as not to delay tomorrow's important business.

If they got too close too soon, he might not be able to be tough on her, and she might control him during the rest of the journey. However, he couldn’t agree immediately either, so he had to play along for a while.

"Then what do you suggest?" Anko gritted her teeth, ready to go all in.

She absolutely didn’t want him to notice certain traces. If things were exposed, she’d lose face completely and never be able to hold her head up again, possibly being ridiculed for life.

In order to be able to maintain her dignity, she decided to endure for now, planning to review everything after the mission. She had to come up with a solution, and there had to be something in the books to help.

"What do I think? You should at least put in some effort, maybe..." He was about to suggest she wear black stockings next time, but before he could finish, Anko suddenly pounce on him.

Naruto was momentarily stunned. He saw Anko's conflicted and humiliated expression, with her face blushing like it was about to drip blood, ‘What was this foolish woman up to now?’

Two seconds later, Naruto's pupils widened slightly.

‘What the heck?’