Chapter 9: The Beautiful Girl Falls for Sasuke

Sakura Haruno noticed that her parents didn’t react with extreme anger. Clearly, Sasuke-kun’s actions earlier had worked.

Summoning her courage, she said, "Dad, Mom, please don’t blame Sasuke."

"Actually, I was the one who confessed to Sasuke today!"

"What?"

Mebuki Haruno and Kizashi Haruno were once again dumbfounded on the spot!

How shameless of their daughter!

'How did I end up with a daughter like this…?'

'Sigh! What a disgrace to the family!'

Their hearts were filled with a whirlwind of emotions, but they dared not act out too much.

The Uchiha clan had always been special, and even though Sasuke was the last surviving member in Konoha, his status was leagues above an ordinary family like theirs.

For the first time, Mebuki realized how little she truly understood her own daughter.

How had her once sweet and lively girl "fallen" to such an extent?

In Mebuki and Kizashi’s eyes, the cheerful and innocent girl they once knew had now turned into a rebellious bad girl.

"Sakura, tell Mom, are you feeling stressed or troubled about something lately?"

She assumed Sakura had sought a relationship with Sasuke because she was yearning for emotional support.

If Sakura wanted a boyfriend, they wouldn’t have opposed it so vehemently.

But Sakura shook her head. Her bright, beautiful eyes sparkled with hope for the future.

"The only thing that ever troubled me before was that the Sasuke I liked never paid attention to me."

"But now that I’m finally with Sasuke, I feel incredibly happy. I don’t have a single worry!"

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Looking at Sakura’s face, which was radiating joy, Mebuki and Kizashi could only fall silent.

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Back at home, Mebuki prepared dinner for Sakura, though she refused to eat, saying, "Sasuke is treating me to dinner tonight."

"..."

Once again, Kizashi could only stay silent.

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That night, neither Mebuki nor Kizashi could sleep.

In just one day, their daughter had changed so much—it was hard for them to accept.

As Mebuki carefully observed Sakura, she said to Kizashi, "I feel that although it’s too soon for Sakura to be with Sasuke…"

"Our daughter genuinely likes him."

"And since Sasuke treated her to dinner and personally brought her home so late, maybe he really does have sincere feelings for her."

Kizashi thought back to Sasuke’s terrifying Mangekyo Sharingan and replied uncertainly, "At this point, we can only hope that’s true."

"Tomorrow, let’s buy some better food. For now, let’s be a little more loving to Sakura."

"We can’t let that brat Sasuke completely steal her from us…"

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Sakura was relieved that her parents didn’t scold her.

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She took a bath, dried her hair, and lay down, drifting off into a blissful sleep.

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Unlike Sakura, who could enjoy a peaceful night, Sasuke remained full of energy.

After leaving Sakura’s house, he felt the surging power of the Nine-Tails chakra within him.

In the original storyline, Naruto relied on not only his Uzumaki clan bloodline but also the Nine-Tails chakra to recover quickly from injuries.

Now that Sasuke had this chakra as well, no matter how "intense" things had gotten with Sakura during the day, he still felt refreshed and energized by night.

However!

To Sasuke’s surprise, as he passed by the Ichiraku Ramen stand, he saw it had just closed for the night.

Ayame, the owner’s daughter, had changed into casual clothes.

Tall, mature, and exuding a graceful charm, she was captivating.

Even though Ayame didn’t have much screen time in the original anime, her beauty and figure were undeniable.

"Sasuke!"

Ayame seemed a bit surprised to see him as she locked up the shop.

The evening breeze carried a coolness that made her skirt flutter gently.

Sasuke’s gaze revealed a hint of appreciation.

"Ayame, what a coincidence. I just dropped Sakura off at home, and here you are."

Sasuke didn’t mind striking up a conversation with a beauty. He found Ayame quite refreshing.

Back when he was a shut-in, he had only fantasized about popular characters like Hinata, Sakura, and Tsunade.

If not for his late-night hunger leading him to Ichiraku Ramen, he might never have noticed the charm of Ayame in Konoha.

As the wind tousled Ayame’s hair, she tucked it behind her ear with her fingers and looked at Sasuke with a hint of emotion in her eyes.

"I envy Sakura," she said softly.

"To have such a handsome and considerate boyfriend like you."

Sasuke chuckled. "There’s nothing to envy. I’m not exactly the perfect boyfriend."

Deep down, Sasuke had already planned to build a harem in the Naruto world.

He knew he wasn’t a good person, and if he were truly devoted to Sakura, others might envy their perfect relationship.

But with so many beautiful women in this anime world, how could he not aim to have them all?

"Don’t say that, Sasuke," Ayame replied.

"You’re so handsome, kind to Sakura, and even the way you handled Naruto earlier was impressive."

"To have such skills and talent at such a young age is truly remarkable."

Sasuke shook his head with a smile.

"It’s late. It’s not safe for you to walk home alone. Let me walk you back."

Ayame blushed slightly.

"How could I trouble you like that?"

Sasuke smiled. "It’s no trouble. Besides, this way, you can see for yourself that I’m not as perfect as you think."

"I’m really not the flawless person you imagine."

Sasuke had no interest in maintaining some perfect image. He just wanted to live as he pleased.

"Well then, I’ll be in your care, Sasuke-kun!"

Ayame didn’t protest further. After all, Sasuke was still young, and even though she had feelings for him, she didn’t think anything would come of it.

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The two walked together through the quiet streets of Konoha.

Ayame lived quite far, and as they chatted, she became engrossed in the conversation and didn’t notice the ground beneath her.

Suddenly, she tripped and nearly fell.

"Careful!"

Sasuke moved swiftly and caught her in his arms.

"I’m so sorry…"

Ayame blushed deeply, embarrassed by her clumsiness. Being held in Sasuke’s protective embrace gave her a sense of safety and comfort.

"Oh no, what am I thinking? This is so embarrassing…"

As Ayame’s heart raced, Sasuke’s expression turned odd ly amused.

Because just then, the system gave him a notification:

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