[Naruto] Did the outdated idol die for love today?

As a little idol, you have traveled through time.

Not only did you travel through time and space, flashing inexplicably from the Cowherd Shop in Roppongi to this primitive jungle, but you also lost some of your seemingly precious memories.

Who are you? Where does it come from? Where to go?

Can't answer.

To sum up, you have become stupid.

The light in front of you was a little hazy. You squinted your eyes. After refocusing your vision, you vaguely discovered that there was still a figure standing among the shadows of the trees.

……who? Your eyes widened in surprise.

That seemed to be a young man.

He had dark eyes and black hair, and had his arms folded across his chest in a completely defensive posture. He walked closer and closer until he stopped in front of you, staring at you with an unkind expression.

"Who are you?" he said.

A patch of light fell in the shade of the tree, making his features even more clear-cut. He lowered his head, his eyes cast from above were focused and bright, with a hint of pure curiosity in his vigilance.

"...Well, I don't know."

You bit off a piece of dead skin on your lips and said nonchalantly.

Who are you? It's not that you don't want to, it's just that you simply can't answer.

The memory was erased by unknown power, leaving only fragmentary fragments in your mind. You hesitated and opened your mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Seeing that you were silent, the young man leaned down hesitantly. He was bewitched by the heavy artificial gemstones on your body, and couldn't figure out your identity for a moment, so he had to look closely and ask, "Who are you..."

At this moment, you just raised your head.

"...Good, it hurts..."

There was a buzzing sound on your forehead, and along with the sudden pain, a memory poured into your mind.

Your name is Hasumi Sasami, you are sixteen years old and a popular member of the girl idol group "uch~love~killers". Before the incident, you were planning to invite two or three friends to open champagne at a high-end cowherd shop in Roppongi and have a drink together. Until you get a call from your agent, informing you that your vacation is over. Now you must rush to the TV station immediately to participate as a guest in a little-known mysterious program... "Start Becoming an Idol Today."

you:……

It doesn't sound like a serious show.

Later, due to a filming accident, you lost your footing and fell into the river. After a moment of spinning, just now, two strangers, two teenagers, rescued you ashore.

...Is this a new routine for the Human Observation crew?

You fell into deep thought.

The memory before you fell into the water is still clear. It was midsummer, and after receiving the annoying announcement, you put on a miniskirt that was 10 centimeters above your knees and sprayed on the elegant Bvlgari Eau de Toilette.

But now, what you are facing is this scene——

The autumn wind gradually picked up, and the grass beside me was covered with yellow fallen leaves. Dark golden waves floated on the water, and the river was crystal clear. Looking far into the distance, the mountains are lonely and stand side by side. This is the case everywhere you look, everything is shrouded in the warm glow.

A golden maple leaf hovers and slowly falls on the top of your hair.

Oh...oh hoo!

You are stunned.

——You seem to have become a girl who traveled through time and space!

What kind of otome game setting is this? You neither want to be the chosen one nor save the world. Do Japanese high school students have some kind of metaphysical protection? !

Your expression was too demented. You rubbed your chin like a boy and turned up the volume in your ear: "Hey, did you hear that? What's going on with this guy... Don't act stupid. If you don't reply, I'll let you go back to the river." Go sober up."

you:?

The wind was so strong that you didn't hear clearly.

"It's okay to sign, but not hug."

Although your mind was blank, you followed your instinct as an idol and showed a business smile reflexively.

"..."

"..."

The two of you looked at each other, speechless at the other's performance. Just before you could no longer stand pretending that you couldn't read the air and started spouting nonsense, a clear question suddenly came from behind, sweeping away the silent atmosphere.

"why not……?"

The visitor patted her shoulder and showed a hearty smile.

--saved!

You let out a long sigh of relief and stared gratefully at this completely different NPC in the Novice Village.

This is a watermelon-headed boy with a strange hairstyle. He looks a few years younger than you. His shiny black hair makes you have an unreasonable urge to rub it.

By the way, his hands were very warm, and they naturally rested on your shoulders when he came closer, which just soothed your nerves.

Asasi~

If he were the Cowherd tonight, you would be willing to open a winter bailey for him.

The decision is made by you, Novice Village Instructor!

You calmed down and gave him a reserved smile.

"Ah... ah?"

The young man was stunned by this.

"I'm sorry... I just said it casually..." Finally realizing his rashness, he apologized repeatedly, "The current upstream is relatively fast, so it's better not to enter the water at will."

During the conversation, he seemed to think that you fell into the water from upstream and drifted down.

You nodded, not intending to explain your origins. He just smiled and pursed his lips, showing curiosity again.

"Uh, I haven't asked you your name yet...?"

"Just call me Hashirama." He replied simply.

>>>

Senju Hashirama couldn't help but glance at her secretly again.

Her smile was perfect, her diamond-shaped lips were plump and sexy, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. No matter which angle she looked at, she seemed to be smiling sincerely at people.

Hashirama couldn't help but recall the extremely strange scene when he discovered the girl. At that time, her expression was calm to the point of sadness, floating as softly on the water as a feather, as if...

It's just like... a water ghost in a ghost story.

He and his friend Madaramoto were playing around in the current of the Nanga River. Unexpectedly, long seaweed-like hair wrapped around Madara's ankle, startling the two who were playing around.

There is a battlefield in the upper reaches of the Nanga River, and it is not unusual for the corpses of those killed in battle to flow down the river.

Because of this, the two of them were surprised when they discovered that the girl was still breathing weakly.

Pushing aside the swimming black hair, a fair and translucent face gradually emerged in the glazed water waves, exuding a beautiful shell-like luster. The folded hands have slender joints and rest lightly on the flat abdomen. The nails are neatly trimmed, and even the edges are polished round and smooth.

Such a pair of meticulous hands would never appear on a ninja.

The faint breath that brushes the fingertips will never appear on a dead person.

Since the other party was not dead, they could not leave her alone, so the teenagers dragged her back to the shore. Before they could think of what to do next, the girl woke up tremblingly.

Recalling this, Hashirama's thoughts gradually came back, and he turned his attention back to the girl in front of him.

"I am Hashirama."

"Oh...oh." Upon hearing his name, the girl nodded and said in a gentle tone, "Hello, Hashirama."

Thinking of Hashirama's unintentional question, she laughed lightly again: "As usual, hugging is of course not allowed. But since it's you, Hashirama, please be extra lenient."

"I am Hasumi Sasami."

For Hashirama who saved her life, Sasami did not use a business smile to deal with it, but showed her invincible "Shine of the Goddess of Light" - which is nicknamed by fans as "Alfa Romeo under the spotlight" With her signature smile, once she does, almost no one can refuse her request.

"No, no need..." Sure enough, even though he said the words of rejection, his face still turned red uncontrollably.

"Huh? You don't have to be polite to me." She was rarely rejected by others, and she was a little confused. "It's just a hug between friends. We are ordinary friends."

Hashirama:?

For some reason, he was given a friend card by someone he met for the first time. What should he do now? He is waiting online.

Even though Jiraiya was as familiar as Senju Hashirama, he was shocked by her simple and crude brain circuit. He even had a faint worry: Fortunately, he and Madara were not bad people, otherwise, she might have been sold and she would still count the money for the other party...

Hashirama's expression became more and more serious. Madara saw this and held his forehead with a headache.

Hashirama's thoughts are too easy to guess. He must be overflowing with sympathy and thinking about some strange things. We still don’t know the other party’s identity, so if we just trust him so easily…

Uchiha Madara's eyes gradually became sharper.

Sasami shuddered, wrapped herself in the few clothes she wore, and glared back fiercely.