I, Giyuu Uchiha, am not hated!

"Because when Giyuu grabbed my hand, it didn't hurt as much as before."

After Naruto said this, he lowered his head in embarrassment. This is the first time that he has expressed this kind of almost dependence to his peers, as if volunteering is his pillar of escape from loneliness.

"Of course."

Yiyong looked like he was expecting it, and said matter-of-factly, "Because I can make your hand slightly numb by pressing on the place where I live now, that's why you feel this way."

It was not easy for him with his clear vision to do this.

But this answer was completely beyond Naruto's expectations.

In the brief silence, Hatake Kakashi, who was responsible for "protecting" Naruto outside the house, slapped his ANBU mask on his face, gaining a new understanding of Giyuu's ability to stand aside.

[Shouldn’t I answer something more comforting at this time? 】

At the same time, when Naruto was injured, the shadow clone sent by Kakashi to the Hokage's office for instructions on how to act was also released on its own. He got a piece of news that he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Danzo is back. He called Sandai to his roots.

[In other words, the Third Generation still doesn’t know anything about what happened here...? 】

Tsk.

If things don't go well, it will become troublesome.

inside the house.

"Ehhhhh?"

Hearing Giyuu's almost absolutely rational answer, Uzumaki Naruto shrank into beady eyes.

I always feel that my emotional expressions are not responded to, and I feel a little disappointed, but it seems completely normal, because this is what Yiyong can say with this expression.

"Your injury itself is not serious. It only damaged the epidermis. It looks a bit scary."

Giyuu pointed at the back of Naruto's hand and said, "But now, I have to take out these wool residues from the wound, which is very painful.

"Still don't want to be knocked unconscious?"

"No, no need."

Naruto Lu said a little bravely, "I aim to become the Hokage of the village, of course there is no problem."

He was just worried that once he fainted, the long-awaited time with Yiyong would pass in vain.

"All right."

Yiyong did not persuade him again.

He used the tweezers to draw a circle over Naruto's injury, and finally hovered it over a more conspicuous hair fiber.

Looking at the metal edge close at hand, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Naruto's forehead. His body tensed up again, his tongue pressed firmly against the roof of his mouth in anticipation of the coming, possible severe pain.

"I'll count to three and I'll clip it out."

Yiyong reminded him, as if to prepare him mentally.

"……good."

A gurgling sound came from Naruto's throat.

["Naruto, ninjas must learn to be patient, especially if you want to become Hokage. Whether it is pain or loneliness, it is a test that sharpens us...\