"Will you go with me?" Ino's words brought his thoughts back to reality, and his expression looked very nervous.

"Yeah." He responded almost instinctively.

Whether it's meeting the old lady or Yama Luo, anyway, if Ino opens his mouth, he should accept it first. Hesitating will only lead to defeat. As for giving it for free or not, that's another matter.

"Really? You're so kind." Ino seemed to be really moved by Naruto's enthusiasm for agreeing without hesitation, her eyes were so red that she almost wiped tears.

"Why are you still swearing?"

"Ah, I didn't."

"You said I was a good person."

Ino: ". Do you have to call you a pervert to make you happy?"

"No." He raised his hand. He has been running around all year round, but he still has a mysterious cold white skin.

Ino also felt a little strange about this. But when she thought about how he usually likes to lie down at home, he suddenly thought that this person would also find a place to hide when he went on a mission, right?

If this is the case, then he has really committed an evil act. It was not him who committed the evil, it was Konoha who created such an unparalleled evildoer.

If Ino knew that he was indeed slowly and deliberately looking for someone to take the blame when performing his mission, his jaw would probably be broken again.

After finishing the meal, the two went to a tavern to drink some wine, but they didn't drink too much. The decoration style of the izakaya was styled, and under the dim lights, they gathered together and whispered some words.

The two people's eyes collided and melted together instantly. They moved away and came together again in a tacit understanding as if nothing had happened. It was as if the winter snow had turned into spring water and melted into each other.

There are side dishes on the table, and the wine is refreshing. The two of them sit side by side, like a counter, with high stools spaced apart, creating a charming atmosphere.

"Last time you asked me." Ino was already a little drunk. She buried herself in the crook of his neck like a puddle of water, giggling, "Have I missed you? Do you want to know the answer?"

"Think about it."

"I don't want to at all." She murmured drowsily, leaving a slit in her eyes.

"Oh." Naruto has a tolerance for alcohol. He supported Ino and occasionally responded to her as if coaxing a child. He was thinking about when to trick Choji into eating dog food.

Forget what Shikamaru said, this guy is too smart and could have seen through his plan long ago. Either let go, or simply bring Choji to share the damage.

He drank wine slowly, not too much. There was a limp girl lying on his body, and his mind was gradually emptied, thinking about Jiraiya in the Land of Rain and then thinking about Obito.

Ino squinted her eyes and lay on Naruto like a hug, like a pendant. Her mind was dull, and she felt like she was dreaming.

For a while, I felt like I was falling asleep, and for a while, the scene of the successful development of the communicator flashed through my mind. Various pictures were mixed together, absurd and magical.

She sobered up a bit and opened her eyes in a daze. She felt like she was lying on a stove, and she subconsciously followed the warm breath.

The smell of Naruto entered the tip of her nose without reservation. The breath was very clean, with a hint of hormones and a warm smell of alcohol.

This almost made her slowly lose her mind. She touched randomly with her hands, but was pushed back by Naruto.

While he was thinking about something, he lowered his eyes and stared at her, frowning slightly. He was so absorbed in thinking that he forgot that she was drunk, so he pulled her up smoothly.

"You're drunk, I'll take you back to the flower shop."

"I'm not drunk." Ino opened her eyes, raised her head and said, "I want to eat takoyaki."

"Yeah, let's eat takoyaki tomorrow." He had already lowered his head and started to pack up, preparing to get up and leave with Ino. If it was too late, her parents would have to worry.

"Not tomorrow! It's the day after tomorrow!" Ino narrowed her eyes again.

"Yes, yes, the day after tomorrow." He continued following her words, finally helped her up, carried her handbag and put it into the sealed space.

Ninjutsu is indeed convenient, at least now he only needs to concentrate on sending Ino home. There is no need to be embarrassed carrying the bag with one hand and supporting Ino with the other.

Ino couldn't hold her up and kept moving, so Naruto directly carried her on his back. In the cold night, he walked steadily on the streets of Konoha, his pace was so steady that he didn't look like someone who had been drunk.

Ino smelled the scent on his neck and felt a little confused. She jumped off his back, put her hand around Naruto's neck, and said to him half awake and half confused.

"Let's kiss?"

"You're drunk." Naruto rubbed her face and sighed, "I've never drunk before, why did I drink so much for the first time? I'm paying for the drink, so don't drink it to death."

"I am. Seriously." Ino blushed terribly and looked up at him stubbornly, "Normally, I wouldn't be willing to do it. Are you willing?"

There are few people on the street, and the old trees have cold branches.

The street lights were dim, and Ino drunkenly pulled off the red hairpins on both sides, and her thick blond hair suddenly fell down. In the night wind, the blond hair undulated slightly.

She stood right in front of Naruto, squinting her eyes and raising her head, looking like she was ready to take whatever he wanted.

This time, Naruto couldn't calm down anymore. He looked at Ino under the street lamp, and his heart felt extremely hot when the cold wind blew. All the alcohol in his stomach immediately evaporated.

"Forget it, I can't control that much anymore!"

He lowered his head and slowly leaned over. It was like ordering a bowl of jelly on a sultry summer day. His mouth was cold and there was a touch of warmth in his mouth. Ino's body stiffened suddenly, and his brain seemed to have been electrocuted.

A feeling of numbness.

She didn't know what it felt like to kiss, and what she read in books only felt superficial, with no depth in the words. When she experienced it in person, she felt that what was written in books was shallow again.

My brain was indescribably groggy for a moment, the world was spinning, and my heart was pounding like a drum. The back of my head felt as if someone had hit me with a stick, pricked it with a needle, and then slowly swelled.

Facing Naruto's force, she could only swallow it all vaguely. She was panting from exhaustion, and her heart was beating crazily under the influence of alcohol.

After a long time, the two separated under the tree.

She opened her eyes slightly and looked at the figure and the clean face, and couldn't help but smile. She finally knew that kissing was about finding each other's lips.

Under the influence of instinct, I feel confused and drowsy. I accept it all when I can't tell you and me, and I can't tell the difference between the darkness and chaos.

Under the street lamp, there is a misty light.

Ino looked at Naruto's slightly depressed eyes, and immediately understood something, and her face immediately turned red. She was half awake from the wine, and said hesitantly.

"I can't, not now. At least not now, if you really can't help it"

"When are you going to see your grandmother?" he asked.

"Huh?" Ino came back to his senses, but found that the other person's eyes had returned to clarity, and he couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

"What about you?"

"Oh, let me think about it, the day after tomorrow." She said, her mind was a little confused, should she really stop insisting?
Chapter completed!