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The silly grin on Sasuke's face was exactly the same as Naruto's.
[Ding! Kakashi Hatake's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +100!]
Sakura, on the other hand, was overjoyed, her eyes crinkling into crescents: "So what! I think Sasuke-kun like this... is super cute!"
"Huh? That's not fair at all!" Naruto stomped his feet in anger. "Sakura-chan, you're being biased! I was super cute that day too—cough, I mean super cool!"
Sakura immediately turned hostile upon hearing this, crossed her arms, and glared at Naruto: "Don't talk to me, you scumbag!"
"Eh?!"
Naruto's wails echoed through the audience.
……
[This time, the dream-fulfilling recipient is: Uchiha Sasuke]
[Viewers: Naruto Uzumaki, Sakura Haruno, Kakashi Hatake]
[Total Emotion Points Gain: 35300!]
[Current sentiment score balance: 81250 points!]
Tonight's harvest was remarkable, but even with her emotions soaring, Shiyu didn't rush to spend it.
He shook his arms and felt a surge of power throughout his body.
Now my physical condition is good enough to easily handle the work at Ichiraku Ramen, and I can help Uncle Teuchi and Sister Ayame a lot.
His mind involuntarily drifted back to the tempting high-level exchange options in the system shop: powerful bloodline limits, top-tier forbidden techniques...
The power that was once out of reach now seems to be gradually approaching him.
Before long, he might be able to exchange for the power he has always dreamed of.
The current version's strength is sufficient for now. It's better to save up your emotional points and exchange them for more powerful abilities after the update to the Contact Lens Mayhem version.
Chapter 37 Sass was so shy that he didn't dare to see anyone.
The sky was just beginning to turn pale.
Naruto slowly woke up from his sleep.
He opened his eyes groggily, only to find that it was still dark and quiet all around.
Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Naruto sat up and found that it was still pitch black outside the window. It seemed that it was dawn and the sky was not yet fully bright.
He looked around the room, and the familiar furnishings came into view.
Messy bedding, clothes scattered everywhere, and a stack of instant noodle containers piled up in the corner...
Every single scene was one he knew all too well.
However, Naruto felt a sudden, inexplicable gloom in his heart.
Last night, he was unable to enter that dream, so he didn't see his parents, let alone practice ninjutsu with his father.
Instead, viewers found themselves confused and watching Sasuke's "dream" in some strange place.
Last night, in front of Kakashi-sensei and Sakura, Naruto pretended to be relaxed and did not show too much disappointment.
However, now that he was alone, he could no longer suppress the fear in his heart.
I had a dream about reuniting with my parents the night before last...
Is this really the last time?
"No...no!" Naruto shook his head violently, shaking off the terrible thought from his mind. "I'll definitely see them again in the future, I definitely will!"
Warm moments from the previous night's dream involuntarily surfaced in my mind.
His father held his hand, patiently guiding him through the Rasengan training again and again; his mother stood by, smiling gently, handing him a towel to wipe his sweat...
I wish that kind of happiness could last every day.
Yesterday he even got to eat his mother's homemade char siu ramen, and the rich flavor was ten times more delicious than what he usually eats at Ichiraku Ramen!
Looking at his father's loving smile and his mother's busy figure, Naruto felt like the happiest person in the world.
Naruto tossed and turned for a long time, but still couldn't fall asleep. He finally gave up, threw back the covers, and sighed, "Sigh..."
He changed his clothes listlessly, tidied himself up haphazardly, and then left the house dejectedly, heading towards the usual meeting place for Class Seven.
The village of Konoha was quiet and still in the early morning.
The streets were sparsely populated, with only a few breakfast stalls lit up.
Naruto walked along the roadside, looking preoccupied, completely oblivious to the strange looks he usually paid the most attention to from passersby.
Those disdainful looks that used to bother him now seemed to have lost their meaning.
Before long, he arrived at the open space of the training ground where the seventh class was assembled.
It was quiet all around; there wasn't a soul in sight.
Naruto then realized that he had gotten up way too early.
He gave a wry smile, then simply sat down on the ground and stared blankly at the gradually whitening sky.
What if... what if I can never enter that dream again and never see my mom and dad again?
While lost in thought, Naruto suddenly slapped his cheek hard to clear his mind.
He encouraged himself secretly.
No, I can't keep feeling this discouraged!
My parents must also hope that I can cheer up.
……
Meanwhile, Sasuke had also slowly woken up.
When he opened his eyes, he felt a coolness on his cheek.
A cold dewdrop fell from the leaves and landed right on his face.
Sasuke jolted awake, instantly becoming much more alert.
He sat up abruptly and found himself lying on the grass behind the clan's territory, with his back against the cold rock wall.
In the dim light of dawn, the ruins of the mansion behind him remained dilapidated.
Sasuke was stunned for a moment, then realized.
So it turns out that everything just now was just a dream.
Even though he knew it was a dream, the images in the dream were still vivid in his mind, making it difficult for him to let go for a while.
"It's so real..." Sasuke murmured to himself.
He has dreamed about his parents before.
On the contrary, the tragedy of that night lingered in his mind, almost becoming a shadow that haunted Sasuke's nightmares.
He often dreamed of his deceased parents, and of the murderer who killed his entire clan...
However, last night's dream was completely different.
There were no bloody nights, no endless fear and despair, only a loving mother, a strict but reassuring father, and... the older brother who once cared for and loved him.
Everything was so real!
Sasuke could even vaguely recall the aroma of yesterday's lunch.
He pressed his lips together, his mind racing with inner turmoil.
Is it really just a fantasy?
Moreover, in the dream, Itachi stayed at home and even gained his father's trust, joining the security department and working alongside his father.
Sasuke recalled Itachi from his dream, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.
Completely different from the birth of the one who cruelly murdered his entire clan that night and repeatedly tortured him, the Itachi in his dream seemed exactly like him when he was a child.
Gentle, excellent, and reassuring.
He remembered how clingy he was to his older brother when they were little, and how Itachi cared for him a lot. Until that night—
The scene from that night involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
A blood-red waning moon hung in the sky, the corpses of the clansmen lay strewn on the ground, and blood stained the stone path of the courtyard.
In the darkness, Itachi Uchiha's cold figure looked down upon his younger self...
“Foolish Bean… If you want to kill me, then hate me, resent me, and live a wretched, ugly life…”
That chilling whisper, like a demonic sound, still sends shivers down Sasuke's spine.
Sasuke's face suddenly darkened.
He clenched his fist so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palm.
It was all just a dream, a complete illusion!
A false dream, I, Uchiha Sasuke, will never become addicted to it!
……
……
On the other side, at the Hyuga residence.
Soft morning light streamed into the room through the paper sliding door. Hinata Hyuga gently rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up in bed.
Last night was no different from usual; she slept soundly as usual, and when she opened her eyes again, it was already morning.
Hinata sat blankly on the bed for a long time before she came to her senses.
Was it really just a dream?
……
When Sasuke arrived at the meeting point of Team 7, he saw Naruto sitting alone on the open grass, playing with the weeds, seemingly lost in thought.
Suddenly, Sasuke's heart skipped a beat as he realized a crucial question.