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Naruto woke up close to the end of the school day. The little loli was sitting upright, occasionally stealing glances at him. But...
Where's the bento? Where's my bento? Hinata's handmade bento? Just bring it out already!
Little Loli Hinata thought she should wait a while before giving him the bento again. Naruto-kun was just too shy. It was like herself, who for the past year had gone from not being able to complete a sentence to bravely handing out a bento.
Naruto also couldn't just snatch it. Robbing the Hyuga clan's young mistress of her bento would probably get him tied to the gates of Konoha by the Third Hokage. Then he'd have a hundred or eighty patients with cataracts massaging him every day to improve his blood circulation.
And he couldn't resist! If he resisted, he'd become a single dog, spending the rest of his life with a fox spirit.
"Sigh." He'd be going home for lunch. Most of the students brought their own bentos. Naruto felt too awkward eating with a bunch of kids at school and insisted on going home every day to eat.
His parents were busy and didn't have time to cook. Plus, walking back and forth wasted time. Most kids ate lunch and did some training, the learning atmosphere at school was still pretty good.
Naruto was different. He was all alone, with his own portal and his own food. Not to mention going to school, even if he fought Madara in the future, as long as Madara said, "Mid-match break," Naruto could go home for a meal and then go back.
In the seal space, Kurama was still sleeping. The fox, knocked out by alcohol, had zero alertness. But Naruto didn't dare to tempt fate. Kurama was completely out of control right now. A light touch would make him scream in pain, and turning over could crush him into Sun Wukong.
He repaired the wall he had shattered, found a suitable place to nail two arm-thick mithril nails, laid a plank, covered it with charcoal, placed the childhood version of the Kurama statue in a good position, and wrote "Kurama" on it.
Naruto sat on the sofa, looking at his masterpiece. "Hmm, very good."
Naruto was currently quite far away from Kurama. Kurama wasn't sleeping peacefully after drinking too much, arching and twisting around. Naruto was afraid of getting hurt.
After drinking some iced cola, Naruto exited the seal space. If Kurama wasn't awake, there wasn't much point in him staying inside alone, and he couldn't touch him.
Classes, skipping class, kicking trees... Naruto returned home in the evening and discovered Kurama was still sleeping.
Was this vintage wine that potent?
To knock out such a big Tailed Beast so easily? Or was your alcohol tolerance just too bad, Fox?
Naruto didn't know how much Kurama had drunk. Anyway, he just kept adding whenever his clone added. After Kurama went down, the alcohol pool quickly filled up, so it was impossible to keep track.
The next day, he woke up and entered the space to take a look. Kurama was still sleeping, but this time Kurama's head was resting against the furnace, as if he was warming himself.
Naruto was shocked. Naruto knew that animals loved to warm themselves by the fire. The cats and dogs in his rural family used to love to warm themselves, and he also loved to warm himself.
But you're a Tailed Beast, what are you warming yourself with? Aren't you a chakra aggregate? What are you doing, heating up your chakra? Heating the chakra to boiling point in one go, learning the Fifth Hokage's Super Strength?
Helplessly exiting the seal space, Naruto exclaimed that the Tailed Beasts were indeed chakra aggregates. Their attributes were increasing more and more, and each one was more peculiar than the last.
In the evening, Kurama finally woke up. Naruto quickly went in to see how Kurama was doing.
He went in, was stunned, and then burst out laughing.
"Little brat, what are you laughing at?" Kurama was confused by the laughter. What had happened to him before? He remembered drinking alcohol? Could it be that this old man got drunk? This old man could actually get drunk?
"You... haha... look... yourself." Naruto pointed to the mirror on the back wall, letting Kurama see for himself. He was laughing so hard he couldn't stand up and could only lie on the sofa, twitching every now and then. There was no way. His ribs were like piercing his lungs, and he didn't dare to breathe deeply.
Kurama looked in the mirror and saw a fat fox. He could ignore that. Then there was... the hair on top of his head was curved, like natural curls, and pressed flat.
"Little brat, what's going on?" Kurama couldn't remember what had happened after he drank. Was this alcohol that powerful? He was a Tailed Beast, the most powerful one by the tail count, and he was knocked out and lost consciousness?
Naruto explained for a long time.
"Are you saying that after this old man drank alcohol, I said I missed the old man, so you made a childhood version of this old man, then I signed it, and finally fell asleep in front of that furnace?"
That was the version Kurama heard. Seeing that Kurama seemed to have suffered from post-drinking amnesia, Naruto decisively changed the story, clearing himself of any involvement.
"That's how it is," Naruto said, suppressing his laughter. There was no way. The permed Kurama was just too hilarious.
This Kurama was constantly awakening strange attributes. He got a perm after drinking alcohol. Should he consider planting some tobacco? Smoking, drinking, and getting a perm – Teacher Yu's three skills. Anyway, Kurama's physique was already developing towards Teacher Yu, so shouldn't his hobbies be aligned as well?
"Little brat, stop laughing," Kurama said angrily. After a wave of chakra fluctuations, the top of Kurama's head recovered.
Kurama believed him. There was no way. He didn't know the old man, and this little brat didn't know what he looked like as a child, and he didn't even know his name. This could only be what he said. But how could he say these things? He seemed to vaguely remember that he had thought of the old man before he fell asleep.
"Okay, then how do you feel now?" Naruto asked. After Kurama finished his hair and returned to normal, Naruto could finally suppress his laughter. He asked about Kurama's condition. After all, there was no precedent for Tailed Beasts drinking too much, and he was afraid something might go wrong.
"This old man is fine," Kurama said. After waking up, the chakra started to flow, and everything was fine. Unlike humans, who had a hangover after getting drunk, Kurama's condition had returned to before he drank.
"Phew..." Naruto exhaled a breath. He was really afraid that Kurama would have his brain burned out by the alcohol. There were really no references. Even in the Xianxia novels he used to read, no one was foolish enough to let Kurama drink too much. It was too insane.
After teasing Kurama for a while, seeing Kurama's impatient expression, Naruto wisely went back to sleep.
Inside the seal space, Kurama lay on the ground, trying hard to recall what he had done after drinking.
Before long, the fox entered a Schrödinger's Fox state. After all... the observer was gone...
The next day, Naruto ate breakfast as usual, seeing the fox gorging himself, as if he had forgotten about the alcohol.
Kurama decided not to think about what he couldn't remember. He couldn't handle such brain-wracking things. Anyway, it had already happened. So what if he revealed his name and what he looked like as a child? This old man... this old man has a sense of shame, okay? Little brat, why did you put that fox statue in such a conspicuous place?
So, when Naruto was eating, he felt that the fox's eyes were strange, but he didn't dare to ask and could only pretend nothing had happened.
Breakfast passed with both the person and the fox feeling awkward. Naruto went to kick trees.
After kicking trees, Naruto went to class full of anticipation, expecting the little loli to bring him a handmade bento.
However, reality defeated imagination. Hinata didn't bring him a bento, and didn't even mention it.
Hinata thought that Naruto-kun was also a shy person inside. She didn't dare to mention that day's events. She couldn't send the bento for a short time. She thought Naruto would be too embarrassed and would faint.
With a regular daily life and constantly improving strength, Naruto had thought that time would pass so quietly...
Until he was bitten by a dog.