Chapter 158:
"You're complimenting me or complimenting yourself?"
"Remember not to play too long—come back on time."
Sakyo was in a good mood. She teased Little Black in her pleasant voice before letting her go off to play on her own.
Little Black was born from Sakyo's mental world—everything about her, including her worldview, was influenced by Sakyo's memories.
The difference was that Little Black had never truly seen those things in the memories, so she was extremely curious about everything.
But at the same time, Little Black instinctively stayed vigilant toward everything and everyone. Anyone approaching her would be analyzed and guarded against with maximum malice.
Little Black bounced away with a silly grin and disappeared into the crowd in no time.
This town wasn't small—street food, entertainment, everything was available, and all of it excited Little Black greatly.
After Little Black left, Naruto and Sakyo began strolling around.
This feeling made Naruto extremely comfortable—walking the lively streets with a beautiful girlfriend, leaving all worries behind.
There were plenty of people here. Naruto and Sakyo blended in perfectly—no sense of dissonance at all.
Naruto suddenly stopped and asked a roadside stall owner: "Boss, how do you play this?"
At the stall, a rack displayed many toys, with some fist-sized sandbags placed in front.
Naruto never expected this world to have such a game—it felt incredibly nostalgic.
Thinking back to his previous life, as a hopeless hand-eye-coordination disaster, he had never hit a single target—such a regret.
The boss was experienced and could tell Naruto and Sakyo weren't ordinary, so he asked warily: "Young man, are you a ninja?"
Even though the game was the same, bosses in this world were different.
The existence of the ninja profession had nearly wiped out this kind of game.
The few stall owners still persisting were very resistant toward ninjas…
Naruto calmly shook his head: "Nope."
No problem with that—they were still just academy students without even forehead protectors. How could they be considered ninjas?
Sakyo held her forehead helplessly while looking at Naruto. She never imagined he'd be interested in this kind of entertainment.
She came here to relax. As long as Naruto was by her side, nothing else mattered.
These little toys couldn't attract Sakyo's attention at all.
And Naruto lying so calmly and shamelessly also opened Sakyo's eyes.
The boss laughed happily upon hearing that and said with a beaming face: "Alright then—100 ryō per throw. Buy five, get one free. Whatever you hit, you keep."
"Of course, only if you hit something on the rack. If you hit me, I'm not going with you."
The boss wiggled his over-200-jin fat tiger-like body and teased Naruto and Sakyo.
If not for wanting to relive a bit of his past life, Naruto would have probably turned and left.
But even so, Naruto was still grossed out and complained: "You're gonna scare customers away like that."
As he spoke, Naruto counted the number of items on the rack—mm… 50 in total…
He took out 4,200 ryō from his pocket and handed it to the boss, then grabbed a handful of sandbags without another word…
Thirty seconds later…
The boss stared blankly and dumbfounded at the completely emptied rack as he watched Naruto and Sakyo leave.
Three seconds passed. The boss let out a roar: "AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Up ahead, Naruto walked away laughing happily.
He had already stored all the toys in his Amenominaka space as his private collection—to give to Sakyo all at once tonight while they slept.
Mm~ Sakyo would definitely love it!
…
On the lively street, Little Black stood at a roadside stall, holding two sticks of candied hawthorn in her left hand. Her small mouth was stuffed full of sweet dumplings as she mumbled: "Main body really has no taste—she doesn't even like sweets."
From Sakyo's memories, she knew Sakyo disliked sweets.
So Little Black decided to try them. Once she did, she couldn't refuse the sweet taste at all. As long as there was something sweet in her hand, her mouth wouldn't stop.
The money Sakyo gave her could let her eat sweets here for two full hours.
But Little Black didn't have that big an appetite. After ten minutes of happy eating, her little belly was already slightly puffed out.
Fully satisfied, she rubbed her small tummy, paid, and let out a burp. She was full, but still had two sticks of candied hawthorn in her hand—couldn't eat them but also couldn't bear to throw them away.
Little Black was already very cute. Standing by the roadside, she attracted a lot of attention. Combined with her dazed, adorable actions, passersby immediately started gossiping.
"Little girl, you're so pretty~ Would you like to watch a movie with me?"
A gentle male voice came from behind Little Black. She narrowed her eyes and turned around, seeing a flashy-dressed guy looking at her with a smiling, sleazy expression.
Little Black asked in confusion: "Who are you? Do I know you?"
Mizunaka smiled at Little Black: "My name is Mizunaka. I live in the Daimyō's mansion in the Land of Fire. Interested in getting to know each other, make a friend~"
Mizunaka emphasized the words "Land of Fire" and "Daimyō's mansion" heavily, as if deliberately making sure people noticed.
And indeed it worked—living in the Daimyō's mansion in the Land of Fire required not just money but also a certain level of status and identity.
This was Mizunaka's usual tactic. Most girls, upon hearing this, would throw themselves at him immediately…
However, Little Black had no idea what this guy meant. She just looked at Mizunaka warily, analyzing him in her head using techniques learned from Sakyo's memories.
Mizunaka's face froze. Little Black's suspicious expression made him lose face.
Didn't she see the strange looks people around them were giving him?
After a full two minutes, Little Black suddenly realized something and said clearly: "Oh~~ So you want to mate with me!"
Mizunaka: "?????"
Her voice wasn't loud or soft—but clear enough to reach everyone nearby.
A large number of passersby stopped and turned to look. Mizunaka's face gradually turned iron-green.
Little Black's roasting wasn't over. She accused: "You really aren't human!"
"I'm only a few years old? Can you even act like a person??"
"Even that LSP Uzumaki Naruto never made a move on the main body!"
"You're basically an animal—worse than pigs or dogs! Even Little Sakura isn't as perverted as you!"
Little Black threw out some strange terms no one understood, but the general meaning was clear—so everyone started pointing at Mizunaka and cursing.
Mizunaka's mood instantly felt like he had swallowed a fly. He whispered to Little Black: "Do you know who I am?"
"I advise you not to cause trouble—otherwise… hmph~"
His voice was very low, and with the noisy surroundings, only Little Black could hear.
Little Black's delicate brows furrowed. She analyzed: "Oh no! Danger! Sharingan!!"
Mizunaka: "?"
Little Black: "Amaterasu!!!"
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