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Chapter 395 Though I Don’t Understand, We’ll Meet at Midnight

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"Are you sure it’s okay for you to take the sake out? If someone finds out…" Naruto hesitated as he looked at Hinata.

"It’s fine." Hinata lowered her head.

"If it’s not, that’s okay too. Don’t push yourself too hard. I have other ways."

Naruto reached out to tidy Hinata\'s bangs, brushing off a bit of dried fluff that had fallen from the tree, and softly reminded her.

"Naruto-kun, are you… really busy lately?" Hinata hesitated for a long time before mustering the courage to raise her head and asked.

Her white eyes looked at him earnestly, and the light-colored windbreaker fluttered for a moment. The delicate beauty made Naruto lose his focus for a second, his thoughts slowing down.

"I\'m not that busy. What\'s wrong?" Naruto corrected himself.

Hinata seemed a little hesitant. Ever since their missions together after graduation, the number of times they met in a year could be counted on both hands.

It wasn’t like they never saw each other, but it felt like things couldn’t go on like this. On top of that, she had hardly heard anything about Naruto in the past few years, as he\'s not in the village most of the time.

“I… I want to become a Jonin." Hinata said with a flushed face.

"????" Naruto was a little confused, sniffed, and said awkwardly, "Hinata, I understand how you feel, but..."

"I\'m still a Chunin, you know. I don’t have experience becoming a Jonin."

"That’s not what I meant!" Hinata’s face turned an even deeper red, clearly flustered. She had originally planned to confess that she wanted to date him, but in the heat of the moment, she blurted out something else.

“I… I…”

Naruto scratched his head. He really couldn’t figure out Hinata’s thoughts. No matter how creative his imagination was, he could never have guessed that such timid a girl would be so direct in what she was going to say.

"A Jonin, huh? Actually, it\'s not that difficult. Even someone like Anko, who’s kind of a mess, can become a Jonin." He said after thinking for a moment, "I’m busy tomorrow, but I can train with you the day after."

"Actual combat training could help you improve a lot within about six months."

"Okay…" Hinata was too nervous and could only agree.

But she thought about it. If she could train with Naruto for half a year, it didn\'t matter whether she said that or not.

‘Plus, I…’

She shook her head, and when she looked back, Naruto had already left in a hurry.

…

Afternoon.

With a thud, Naruto cornered Anko against the wall of her office. Anko looked horrified, trembling as she stared up at Naruto, who towered over her. She stammered, "What flavor of dango did you eat to grow so tall?"

He was a little speechless, "Didn\'t I tell you to cut down on sweets?"

"I already have! I\'ve been eating mostly vegetables these past few years." Anko touched her ‘capital’ through her clothes and said with tears in her eyes, "But who would\'ve thought that the first thing I\'d lose while dieting would be my cup size!"

Naruto had come for something serious, but hearing Anko\'s comment threw him off. Their conversations always went off in wild and imaginative directions, and even after not seeing each other for a while, they still had that dynamic.

"Is it really that much emptier?"

"Not too much, just a little looser." Anko sighed and held her forehead with her hand, "I’m considering gaining weight again to fill out my cup size."

Hearing this, Naruto gasped.

"Please, don\'t!"

"Why?" Anko is now almost thirty, but still single, probably due to her over-the-top personality.

She always said the most bizarre things. Despite being in her twenties, she still acted like an edgy teenage girl. While others around her had climbed the ranks, she was still as clueless as ever.

Half of Kakashi’s face has been on the Hokage Rock, Kurenai and Asuma had gotten married, and their child was about to be born. Yet Anko still had an ‘I’ll just sleep through life’ attitude, muddling through each day.

After all, Kurenai would definitely say about decreasing cup size in front of an adult boy. But Anko? She was an anomaly in the otherwise conservative Konoha.

‘Foolish old hag…’

"If you\'re not afraid of becoming a huge barrel, then go ahead and keep eating." Naruto said, his tone layered with meaning.

"Pfft, my waist is so slim, do you really think I’d believe that?" Anko pushed her non-existent glasses with a wise look and sneered, "Feel my waist if you don’t believe me!"

Without a hint of hesitation, Anko grabbed Naruto’s hand and placed it on her waist. Her loose clothing tightened instantly, revealing an unbelievably slim waistline.

This made Naruto visibly shocked.

“Wow, it really is slim!”

"See? I told you!" Anko looked smug, with an expression that said, ‘I knew it would be like this’.

The two continued their bizarre conversation for a while until others in the office couldn\'t stand it anymore and pushed the odd pair out.

They had to change their chat location, moving from the quiet office on the second floor of the Hokage Tower to a deserted hallway. Anko lit a woman’s cigarette, the flame flickering in the dim light.

"Tell me, what do you need from me?" Anko asked, her demeanor suddenly more serious.

If it were someone else who didn\'t know her background, they might think that Anko didn\'t look that way, but Naruto knew that Anko was suffering from a Chuunibyou syndrome.

He reached out and snatched the cigarette from Anko’s hand, extinguished it, and tossed it aside.

"Stop playing with that nonsense. Let me see the Cursed Seal on your neck."

"Is this some kind of new seduction trick?" Anko was stunned, "Although I can understand the impulsiveness of an 18-year-old boy, this method is too low-class. Sorry, but I can\'t agree to this."

"What nonsense are you talking about? But, I could think about it…" Naruto mused for a moment, "So, what’s your answer?"

"Didn\'t you say you needed something from me?" Anko asked, looking at him.

"Oh, right." Naruto pulled himself together again, "Then, let’s get to the point. Please pull down your shirt so I can check… the Cursed Seal."

"The Cursed Seal left by Orochimaru… You should know he’s dead, right? There haven’t been any recent sightings of him, so yeah, he’s probably dead."

"Dead? I had no idea." Anko replied, looking confused.

Naruto was left speechless by this, ‘What on earth was this old hag thinking about all day?’

He could only watch as Anko shakily pulled out another cigarette, failing to light it after several attempts.

"Okay, I don’t actually know how to smoke." Anko admitted dejectedly, handing the cigarette and lighter to Naruto, "So, how did Orochimaru die?"

"Uchiha Sasuke killed him." Naruto didn’t waste words, and with a swift motion, he pulled down the collar of Anko’s shirt. "Sorry for being abrupt, but… yep, it’s still there."

He let go after three seconds, looking Anko in the eyes.

"Things are a bit complicated, and I can\'t explain it clearly right now, but I’ll come to your place at midnight."

Anko thought about it for a moment, and felt that she would not lose out anyway, so she snapped her fingers.

“Though I don’t fully understand…”

"We’ll meet at midnight."

"We’ll meet at midnight." Naruto echoed.