1: Chapter 1 Beginning——[Temporary Brain Storage]——
Let me reiterate, this book is not BL (Boys' Love) or pure romance.If you have a strong aversion to romantic relationships, please skip this.
Zhu Bo's mind seems to have wandered off somewhere.This book is primarily lighthearted and entertaining, and is entirely fictional.I hope you enjoy reading it.The main text begins—
Consciousness, like the lingering pain of a hangover, surfaced in a daze.
Naruto Uzumaki.or rather, the new soul that took over the name took a deep breath of air that smelled of dust and sunshine.
My heavy eyelids opened to reveal a wooden ceiling, a simple and shabby room, and a glaring, childish graffiti on the wall.Outside the window was a crookedly shaped Hokage Rock.
Memories collide and confuse, with scenes from another world and the worldview of "Naruto" intertwined.
He raised one hand; in the sunlight, his fingers still retained the slenderness of a young boy, the edges of his nails were rough, and there were fine calluses on his palm.
It's not a dream.
He really became Naruto Uzumaki.
A wave of nausea washed over him; he couldn't tell if it was the dizziness from the time travel or the weakness of his body due to long-term malnutrition.
He struggled to get up from the wooden bed, and his movements clearly revealed his frail body and subtle fatigue.
The sounds of children playing outside the window eerily subsided as he approached, interspersed with a few muffled, disgusted whispers: "That's a monster," "Stay away."
He pursed his lips, a strange irritation intertwined with the dull pain that belonged to the original owner of the body.
Pushing open the door, the sunlight outside was somewhat harsh.
He squinted as he walked toward the school he remembered, his mind still trying to sort out his jumbled thoughts.
The children passing by scurried away as if they had seen a ghost, and the shop owner's smile vanished the moment he saw him.
This situation couldn't be worse.
Just around a street corner, a familiar pink color caught my eye.
Sakura Haruno.
In my memory, she should be.deeply in love with Sasuke Uchiha at this moment, and only have undisguised disgust for Naruto Uzumaki.
Sure enough, the moment those emerald eyes saw him, they were immediately filled with extreme contempt and disgust, as if they had seen something filthy.
She even exaggeratedly took a half-step back, as if getting any closer would contaminate her.
"Get away from me!" Her voice was shrill, with a uniquely sarcastic tone."Disgusting fox spirit!Don't block my way!"
Those words were like poisoned needles, precisely piercing the deep-seated pain nerves within this body.
The transmigrator's rationality told him there was no need to dwell on it, but a certain grievance and anger belonging to Naruto Uzumaki, accumulated over too many years, suddenly clenched his heart at that moment, almost instinctively driving his arm.
"Smack!"
A crisp slap abruptly interrupted the noise at the street corner.
Time seemed to stand still.
Naruto Shin was stunned.He looked at his slightly numb palm, completely unprepared for the body's reaction to be so direct and intense.
Sakura froze completely, a clear handprint quickly appearing on her fair left cheek.
She covered her face, her eyes wide with disbelief.
Logically, the next second she should have screamed and pounced on him to fight, or cried and ran to tell on him.
However, the anticipated volcanic eruption did not occur.
Naruto suddenly noticed that her fingers, which were covering her face, were trembling slightly, not from pure anger.
Her breathing.seemed to have become somewhat hot, and the fluctuations were not normal.
In those eyes that always held him in disgust and disdain, beneath the anger and shock, a misty bewilderment seemed to flicker, almost making one think it was an illusion.
What startled him most was that her knees seemed to buckle slightly, causing her to stumble a little and have to straighten her feet to regain her balance.
The air was deathly still.
Sakura gasped for breath, as if finally restarting from a system crash.Shame and anger once again dominated her expression, her face flushed red: "You.you dare to."
But Naruto was no longer paying attention to what she was saying.
His gaze swept over her slightly flushed cheeks.
An absurd idea, yet capable of explaining all this abnormality, struck his mind like lightning.
So that's what it was.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, his azure pupils gleaming with enlightenment.
The gloomy mood that was originally caused by this bad start suddenly turned into a different feeling.
He took a step forward.
Sakura had originally intended to scold him, but his sudden approach startled her, causing her to take a half-step back and gently lean her back against the wall beside her.
Her words caught in her throat, and the panic in her eyes became even more apparent.
Naruto raised his hand and gently stroked her slightly flushed cheek with his thumb.
Sakura's body trembled, as if she had been struck by a weak electric current.
A very soft, almost imperceptible sob escaped from her nose.
Naruto leaned down, close to her ear, his voice low but with a depth he hadn't heard before:
"You're so noisy."
".If you dare look at me like that again," he paused, a warm breeze blowing across her reddened earlobes, "next time it won't just be a slap."
After saying that, he withdrew his hand, no longer looking at Sakura who was frozen in place, her expression completely bewildered, and even her ears were red.He turned around, put his hands in his pockets, and slowly walked towards the school.
The sunlight stretched his shadow long.
Sakura Haruno was left alone, leaning against the wall, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to explode, her cheeks burning with pain, yet.a numbing sensation that filled her with dread washed over her, leaving her so weak she could barely stand.
She watched the blond figure disappear around the street corner, her mind blank, with only the rough touch on her cheek and the deep threat in her ear echoing repeatedly.