Naruto: Naruto's Uchiha girlfriend is too arrogant

Chapter 524 An Unexpected Request

Zuo Yue gazed at the scene before her—or rather, stared at it.

She stood there quietly, her face expressionless, but her black eyes were terrifyingly empty, devoid of anger, jealousy, or emotion; only emptiness remained.

That sense of emptiness is more chilling than any other emotion.

Satsuki was quickly calculating in her mind.

She understood that she couldn't take the Naruto puppet with her.

She was furious when she saw the unfinished Naruto puppet in the basement. That fury was instinctive; it was the most direct reaction to seeing her husband's image desecrated.

So that unfinished product was thrown to Mars by the real Naruto using [Yomi Hirasaka].

But the body of Naruto before me...

Zuo Yue's gaze fell on the puppet with its eyes closed, on the golden twin tails, on the beard patterns that were exactly the same as Naruto's, and on the face that resembled Naruto yet was completely different.

To be honest, a fleeting desire uncontrollably crossed her mind.

That kind of longing, she herself was unwilling to admit.

Another version of Naruto.

A female version of Naruto.

If she could possess such a puppet… This thought lingered in Zuo Yue's mind for less than a second before she forcibly suppressed it. But that fleeting thrill was real.

That's why she was so angry when she saw the puppet and thought about what Gaara had done to this version of Naruto.

...This puppet could have been hers, it could have been her collection, it could have been her treasure.

But now—Naruto himself has agreed.

Naruto said that Gaara could keep it, could continue to use it, and could use it as a source of comfort.

Something suddenly popped into Zuo Yue's mind.

Wait a minute, I... don't need this puppet anymore, right?

Naruto, isn't he completely his own person?

From the inside out, from head to toe, from body to soul, shouldn't it belong entirely to oneself?

What kind of puppet does she need? What kind of substitute does she need? What kind of second Naruto does she need?

She possesses the genuine article, the most authentic, the most complete, and the most unique genuine article.

Thinking of this, the emptiness in Zuo Yue's eyes gradually dissipated, and that familiar light that belonged to her returned.

But that doesn't mean she forgave Gaara.

She looked at the red-haired man, at the complex expression on his face—a mixture of sadness and emotion—and at how he was almost in tears because of Naruto's words—and an idea popped into her mind.

She stepped forward and gently tugged at Naruto's sleeve.

"Saku...Sakuzuki?"

Naruto turned his head and looked at her somewhat blankly. He had been so engrossed in his speech that he hadn't yet managed to pull himself out of that mood.

"Ah, sorry, I've talked too much again," Naruto said apologetically. "I didn't expect so many things to happen today, let's head back now..."

"Wait a moment."

Satsuki's voice interrupted him. She looked up at Naruto, her eyes flashing with an unfathomable light.

Then, to Naruto's puzzled look, she slowly raised her hand and pointed to the Naruto puppet beside Gaara's bed.

"Come here, Naruto." Her voice was calm, so calm that there was no ripple.

"Show me what you've done."

"...Huh?!" Naruto was completely stunned. His eyes widened and his mouth was agape, staring at Satsuki in disbelief.

Will it become like that?

"What's wrong?"

Zuo Yue tilted her head, her eyes filled with innocent confusion, as if she had only made an ordinary request.

"If you agree that such things should continue to exist, why can't you become like that yourself?"

"You just said I'm the most important person to you, right?"

Naruto was stunned; he had indeed said that.

When he was talking to Gaara just now, he said, "Satsuki is the most important person to me," which is true, of course, but such a request is a bit too much...

Naruto's forehead began to bead with cold sweat.

He secretly glanced at Gaara behind him. Gaara's eyes were wide open, and he stood frozen in place like a stone statue, his eyes filled with disbelief and indescribable anticipation.

Zuo Yue followed his gaze, a slight smile curving her lips. Just as she had imagined.

"Then...can we go home first..." Naruto pleaded, his voice weak.

"No, that won't do." Zuo Yue shook her head, her eyes curving into two gentle crescent moons, but her smile carried an undeniable air of refusal.

"I want it now." She paused, tilted her head slightly, and continued in a coquettish tone. "What's wrong? Can't even Naruto grant me this small request?"

Naruto looked at her, then at Gaara behind him, and his cold sweat poured down even more.

Is this a tantrum?

Naruto thought to himself.

Is Satsuki throwing a tantrum because of what he just said to Gaara?

But why is the direction of this tantrum so strange?

"..."

Naruto's face was filled with struggle and shame. He looked at Sasuke's unyielding eyes, then at Gaara's completely stunned expression behind him, and finally at the Naruto puppet sitting upright by the bed—

Finally, with great difficulty, he raised his hand and formed a mudra.

"Bang."

The white smoke from the transformation spell gently exploded, enveloping his entire body.

The smoke was very thin and dissipated quickly.

When the smoke cleared, the person standing in the same spot was no longer the blond-haired, blue-eyed youth.

Instead, she was a... beautiful blonde girl with blue eyes.

Her long golden hair had transformed into two smooth twin tails, cascading down her shoulders. Her azure eyes, identical to Naruto's, were now darting around with a hint of embarrassment, unsure of where to look.

On his face, which was exactly like Naruto's, the three iconic whisker lines were still clearly visible, but paired with his face that had suddenly become much softer, he actually looked... quite cute.

The expression on her face at that moment—shy, reserved, with evasive eyes and slightly flushed cheeks—added an extra touch of allure to her cuteness.

"..."

Gaara suddenly raised his hand and clutched his heart.

There, it was pounding violently, so fast and so hard, it was almost about to burst out of my chest.

He felt that his life had been completely turned upside down at that moment.

Just now, he was still heartbroken over Naruto's words, "Satsuki is the most important person to me," still despairing that he could never stand in that position, and still suffering for that unrequited love.

But now, none of that matters anymore.

None of that matters anymore, because Naruto has become a girl.

The real Naruto.

Not a puppet, not a substitute, not just an empty shell—he was the one who pulled him out of the darkness.

He was the one who taught him what bonds were for the first time, the one he most wanted to be close to in his life.

She turned into a girl.

The moment this thought entered his mind, Gaara's brain turned into a complete mess.

All reason, all calmness, all restraint—all crumbled in that instant.

He saw Naruto—no, he should be called Naruko now—standing there, wearing that orange tracksuit that had automatically changed into a women's style because of the Transformation Jutsu.

Gaara unconsciously bent over slightly, bowing his head to avoid completely losing his composure.

And all of this—Zuoyue saw it all; this was exactly what she had anticipated.