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"Remember what I said yesterday? Well today, you are going to be cooking your own food!"
Naruto yawned and rubbed her eyes as the other students groaned at those words. The hollowness of the students' face barely spoke volumes of the hell they went through in their second day of training. The sun began to fade in the background, signaling the end of the second day of hell and the reminder that only a few more hours and the third day of hell would begin.
She pressed the back of her neck, eyebrows scrunched together as her finger felt the tight knot on her neck. A little groan erupted from her mouth as she dug deeply into the tightness of her neck. Cheerful words erupted from the front of the desk but it sound stifled against her ears. The heaviness of her arm, which reminded her of lead, was more of a concern than what Ragdoll had to tell them.
"…Curry!"
More grunts pierced through Naruto's ears and the blonde knitted her eyebrows as Pixie Bob and Ragdoll gestured to the picnic tables right in front of them. Piles of potato, carrots alongside other vegetables sat on the top of the table, looking luscious enough for the blonde to actually be tempted to eat them. Right beside the baskets of ingredients were packets of curry.
Well at least I will have one thing to help me destress. She hummed and darted her eyes at the three boys standing across from her. Shouto only regarded the materials silently, eyebrows barely scrunched together while Izuku sighed. Both boys looked at the ingredients like it was a present from hell. Bakugou only grunted, staring at the ingredients with a scowl on his face.
If Naruto had to guess out of the three of them who was the best cook, the answer would be her cousin.
"You guys look exhausted!" Ragdoll cried, bringing Naruto's attention back to the woman. Tears sprung out of her eyes from the force of her giggles and the whiskered teen grunted. "But that doesn't give you an excuse to make any old sloppy cat food—you hear? It's gotta be the best!"
From right in front of her, Iida rubbed his chin and it looked almost like a lightbulb lit over his head. Naruto took a step back, moving closer to Bakugou and Kirishima. The red-haired boy knitted his eyebrows together while her cousin grunted. His red eyes did not stray away towards her, only focusing on Iida.
The older boy looked like he was going to bust out in happiness if you asked Naruto.
"It's true that a part of rescuing someone is filling the stomach and spirits of those exhausted during a disaster," Iida declared. Naruto raised an eyebrow and shook her head while Bakugou grunted, not looking one bit pleased with the explanation that their Class President made. "As expected of U.A—no opportunity wasted! Everyone, let's make the most delicious curry in the world!"
He really tries to find reason for everything. Naruto rubbed the back of her arm and eyed the various ingredients on the table before looking down at her gym uniform. If they were going to be cooking then she would need to remove the jacket. With a deep breath, the blonde removed her jacket and tied it around her waist.
She pressed her lips into a very thin line when Iida began to give roles to the students, not bothering to take account of their experience level. Kendo and Yaoyorozu stood right between him. Both of them flickered their eyes at her, probably sensing her irritation and Naruto forced herself to relax her shoulders.
"Bunch of idiots," Bakugou grumbled. "You had to nominate him!"
"Well better him then you because your answer is always violence," Naruto retorted, brushing off the dirt on her shirt.
Kirishima snickered and the whiskered teen offered him a small grin before making her way to the vegetable station. If Iida was going to make everyone do it without considering everyone's level of cooking then she would do what she wanted. If she was one of the leaders then she would put them down by their experience level, so that there would be smooth sailing.
She picked up the knife, twirled it around for a small bit before snatching the potatoes from the basket. A small hum came out of her throat as she sliced through the potatoes like how samurai would cut down their opponent. This was familiar to her. It almost made her feel like she was in one of those overnight missions, where they were forced to cook their food in the open fire.
I was always given this task because Sakura can't cook to save her life. The blonde sighed and slid the sliced up potatoes into the bowl before picking up the next potato for her to cut. None of her teammates could cook. Sasuke tried at one point but gave up when he saw that his cooking was not at the same level while Sakura just mixed things up.
"You hold that knife like you are a seasoned cook," someone commented. Naruto blinked, tightened her knife and swirled around to meet the curious eyes of Shouto. He did not blink at the knife pointed at him while the whiskered teen relaxed her arms. "You really look like you are in your element."
The simple awe in his eyes brought a smile out of the whiskered teen. He really did look adorable for being in amazement for something as simple as this. It isn't even difficult. Cutting vegetables was as easy as counting if you asked her. But it wasn't always like this. A hazy memory played before her mind and Naruto felt her lips twitched.
"Well I have been cooking since I was six," Naruto smiled and looked down at her sliced vegetables. Should she continue on and tell him about the various times she messed up? It would be funny if she thought about it. I messed up so badly that I'm even surprised the Old Man would even take a bite of my cooking. She flickered her eyes to Shouto.
A sense of worry crept up in her stomach when she saw the position of his hands on the vegetable and knife. Shouto gripped that knife like a scene from one of those horror movies that she loved to avoid watching. The position of his hand on the vegetable meant that her boyfriend might slice a fingertip off.
Taking a deep breath, the whiskered teen put down her knife and vegetable before making her way to stand behind her boyfriend. Her hand reached out to his right hand and a little shiver erupted from her body at the freezing cold that came out of him. She loosened the grip on the knife in his hand and corrected his hand position on the knife.
"Naruto? What are you doing?" Shouto twisted his head around and raised a single eyebrow. The blonde paused in her correction as mismatch eyes flashed with pure curiosity. Well it is good to know he isn't irritated that I'm correcting him. Not that she ever thought he would be irritated but she could be wrong.
"Correcting you," Naruto explained with a small smile playing on her lips. He blinked and knitted his eyebrows together, tilting his head to the side. "If I let you cut the vegetable with this position then you are going to chop off your finger. We can't have that, can we?"
Shouto looked down at her with a completely even gaze, not a single emotion came out of his eyes. Did I say something wrong? I really didn't want to see him get hurt. No words came out of his mouth and the only thing her boyfriend did was stared at her. She opened her mouth to apologize, only to close her mouth when the boy looked away from her.
"You worry too much," he muttered.
Oh, he is surprised that I was vocalizing my worry. She quirked her lips into a smile and patted his back. If it was not for the fact they had some work to do and there were a lot of students around then Naruto would have hugged him. Later, I will hug him. She bobbed her head and made her way back to her original position.
"Why wouldn't I worry? You are someone very precious to me," Naruto offered him a smile and looked down at the potato as her cheeks burned a bright shade of red. Her boyfriend blinked and his eyes widened at her comment like he didn't know what to think about her words. A smile played on her lips and the whiskered teen continued. "You are one of the most important people in my life."
"Thank you," Shouto finally said. There might not have been any emotions in his words but gratitude shone through his eyes like he was truly grateful for her words. Her throat tightened and the whiskered teen forced herself to look away from him. The quiet chatter from their classmates filled the air between them.
I don't know what to do when someone thanks me for something so simple. Naruto looked down at her hands and inhaled, feeling her ribs stretched out with agony. There was a desire for her to kiss him and hug him. To tell him that he was one of the most important people in her life and that she was just so grateful for him to be in her life. But it felt wrong to talk about it when they were surrounded by other students.
The call outs from the other student pierced through the air as Naruto continued to cut. They should say something but what could they talk about? About why he was grateful for her concern? No, she should just accept it without ever questioning him. Shouto had always been different but there was something else she wanted to know. Maybe this would be a safe topic for them.
"So I'm guessing that you never cut vegetables or did any of the cooking back home," Naruto said, keeping her tone light and a smile played on her lips. Shouto blinked and furrowed his eyebrows slightly. Defensive but it was adorable if you asked her. The glint in his eyes lightened, almost like he found some reassurance in her words.
He nodded and looked down at the knife. "Fuyumi-neechan never allowed me in the kitchen and Endeavour thought it would be a waste of time for me to learn how to cook."
Her eyebrows twitched and the blonde clenched her jaws together. A waste of time, huh? She wanted to march right back to his house and smack the man for having the belief. It was the fact she knew how to cook that Team Seven didn't have to suffer from badly burnt fish during the Chunin Exams. If it was such a waste of time then why would they be here?
"It is a basic skill that you should have," Naruto informed him. He furrowed his eyebrows even more and his shoulders slumped together, looking almost like a hurt puppy. A playful smile curled over her lips and the blonde put down her knife before poking the boy on the rib. He blinked and her smile widened. "Don't be down, Homeostasis! You have got me to teach you how to cook! I will make sure—"
"Huh? What is this? A member of Class A doesn't know how to slice a piece of vegetable?" The smile on Naruto's lips faded as Monoma peered over her shoulder. His blue eyes fixated on Shouto and her boyfriend fixed a blank stare. Mismatched eyebrows twitched. He is getting really defensive. Naruto inhaled. "Aren't you here on recommendation—"
"—Oops, my hand slipped," Naruto chirped, tossing the carrots at Monoma. The carrots slammed into his stomach and her fellow blond wheezed and clutched his stomach. "But it seems like Class B can't catch either."
Monoma narrowed his eyes and growled. "You did—"
"—If you have time to be a fucking ass then you have time to slice those vegetables up," Naruto barked. Tension filled the air, getting so thick that not even a knife could cut through them, and the whiskered teen narrowed her eyes at him. "Or do you want me to teach you too on how to cut vegetables and not be a fucking dick?"
Monoma grunted and snatched the knife from behind her before marching off to the opposite direction. Naruto grunted and held up her middle finger before clicking her teeth together. She twisted her head around to look at Shouto, only to blink at the thoughtful gleam in his eyes. This thoughtful glint looked so different from the other glint that she had seen.
"What? Are you going to tell me that I shouldn't have told him off?" She grumbled.
Shouto shook his head. "I just realized that you have a very dominating personality when you are in front of people."
"I don't have a dominating personality, whatever the hell that means! Bastard pissed the hell out of me when he talked like that," Naruto grumbled with a scowl. Shouto nodded and his heterochromia eyes glinted with amusement as if he found her words to be amusing to her. Her scowl deepened. "He made it seem like you should be ashamed of yourself or that you are less smart because of this."
Shouto smiled slightly, looking almost like an angelic prince and Naruto looked away with her cheeks burning a bright shade of red.
"Thank you, Pretty Girl."
Her cheeks turned a deeper shade of red and Naruto spluttered. "P-Pretty Girl?"
"I should give you a nickname," Shouto explained with a nod. His eyes gleamed with mischief and the blonde felt a sense of horror crept up in her stomach at the teasing monster that she unintentionally unleashed. "But if you don't like Pretty Girl, then what about Love?"
Dear god, I'm going to get a heart attack because of him. Her heart raced against her chest and all of the blood inside of her rushed straight to her cheeks. Shouto smiled even slightly wider and resumed back to cutting the vegetables. Was he done now? Well that was kind of sad. She liked this side of him even if it made her cheeks burned a bright shade of red.
"What about Princess?"
Naruto choked at the nickname and Shouto chuckled, looking way too pleased with himself for bringing out that reaction from her. The whiskered teen steadied her arms and ignored the curious gazes from the other students. Only one thought ran through her mind as she continued to chop the vegetables.
When did the tables turned around?
"What got you down, Midoriya?"
Naruto blew out some steam from the curry and rice before stuffing it in her mouth. Her blue eyes focused on the frowning face that belonged to her green-haired friend. For the past couple of minutes, the older boy kept pushing his food back and forth like he didn't have the energy or desire to eat. It was rather worrying if you asked her.
Shouto tore his eyes away from his food and focused on Midoriya before darting his eyes at her. There was a slight tilt in his head and those heterochromia eyes widened. Curiosity and surprise. He raised a single eyebrow at her, lips pressed into a slight frown and the whiskered teen subtly raised her hand at him.
Her boyfriend understood the hint and bobbed his head.
"I tried talking to Kouta," he admitted. Naruto nodded and picked up her spoon, twisting and twirling it around as the green-haired boy placed a frown on his lips. "He got upset with me."
Placing her spoon on the top of her mouth, the whiskered teen fixated her eyes on Midoriya. His shoulders slumped, almost making him look like one of those characters that Eri-chan loved to watch, and a deep-set wrinkle on his forehead. Green eyes shone with so much confusion as if he really did not know what he did wrong.
Shouto frowned and poked her in the ribs. A subtle poke that she probably wouldn't have felt if it had been anyone but the boy beside her. Only her boyfriend could make her feel like she had been stuck by lightning with one poke. Concern shone through his eyes and Naruto sighed, understanding what he wanted her to do.
"What did you tell that little rascal?" Naruto asked. Her boyfriend raised an eyebrow at her while Midoriya frowned. The older boy began to play with his food, moving the curry around like it was a toy instead of the food that they spent a good 30 minutes cooking. Only the chatter from their surrounding classmates crammed into the air around them.
"I told him of a story about a friend who didn't have a Quirk," Midoriya finally replied. His green eyes darted to her and the whiskered teen schooled a blank expression while Shouto pressed his lips into a frown. "I told him how that little boy wanted so badly to have his parents Quirk, only to be told that he didn't have one."
I'm guessing he subtly told his life story to the kid. Naruto picked a tiny spoonful of her food and slipped inside of her mouth. The owls hooted while in the distance the blonde could see Jirou scowling at Sero. What could she tell him? There were a lot of things which could have been said over his actions. Thoughtful. Foolish. Naïve. Those were things that came to her mind.
She stole a glance at Shouto, who kept on chewing his food as his heterochromia eyes locked onto the solemn boy. A small frown played on his lips. A spoonful of rice and curry shoved into his mouth. He squinted his eyes and bobbed his head like he finally knew of what to say Midoriya. Maybe what to ask. That tilt in his head gave that indication.
"Why did you tell him that story?" Shouto asked.
Midoriya frowned and rubbed the back of his neck. "I was trying to tell him that he was making things harder for himself if he tried to reject a part of society."
Silence fell between them as the words echoed between the three of them. Naruto pushed her own food back and forth like a shovel as her mind tried to think of what to say. I can't go with my normal behavior. She pressed her lips into a very thin line, eyebrows scrunched together as her eyes moved to the frowning boy.
The spoon dropped down into the plate. A little clang soared through the plate and the two boys twisted their heads to look at her. How do I word things to him? The gentle thing had never been her thing. It was easy to be gentle with Shouto but with other people, it was almost a struggle for her to wrestle away the natural urges inside of her.
"Y'know what is your problem, Midoriya?" Midoriya blinked and Shouto tilted his head, eyebrow raised at her question. Naruto picked up the green tea and took a small sip of the drink. The green-eyed boy shook his head. "You are thinking like someone, who always wanted to be a hero would say. You haven't put yourself in his shoes and imagined what it would be like to know your parents died in the job."
Mossy green eyes widened, looking as large as tennis balls, and Naruto shoveled another spoonful of rice. It isn't his fault. The blonde exhaled as her raging heart threatened to come out again. The green-haired boy might have experienced discrimination and could not fully comprehend a person hating Quirks but he had no idea of what was the underlying problem.
Shouto flickered his eyes at her. Explain things to both of us. The furrowed eyebrows and the little nudge to her leg told her that much if you asked her. Naruto exhaled, stomach stretching upwards as her mind conjured up the words that could explain the scenario to him. The whiskered teen took another mouthful of her drink before looking back at him.
"Can you imagine being his age and being told that your parents died as heroes?" Naruto asked. Midoriya bobbed his head and curled his lips into a thin line while Shouto regarded her with thoughtful eyes. "The world celebrates their death but you are now all alone in the world. You wake up every single day, waiting at the door and hoping they will walk through that door…only to realize they were never coming back."
Mossy eyes saddened and Naruto looked up at the night sky. It was a beautiful night with the bright stars glimmering against the black sky as several owls flew across the sky. Her blue eyes flickered towards Shouto. Heterochromia eyes expressed no emotions but there was a thoughtful tilt to the movement of his head, not unlike the time when he was uncertain of how to comfort after her breakdown.
"He must be resentful," Shouto finally commented.
That is definitely one emotion. Naruto bobbed her head and darted her eyes at their smiling classmates. It was like a picninc scene from those television shows with the way everyone laughed, mingled and chatted without a care. It was a joyful scene but for Kouta, it must have felt like a mockery to him. Maybe I'm the only one to think like that. She sighed.
"I know you had your heart in the right place but you should never think things through the lens of a little boy, who always wanted to be a hero," Naruto advised. She shoved her spoon into her mouth, moving it around as her mind rebooted again. "I pray to God that you will never experience the pain Kouta feels, but if you don't know what to say then it's better not to say anything."
The frown on Midoriya's face deepened and tilted his head to the side. "I get what you are saying but I can't just let him suffer, Uzumaki. If we say nothing then we aren't helping him, are we?"
You really think that it is that easy to save someone with resentment. The scar on her chest screamed with irritation as her eyes darted to Mandalay. The heroine kept darting her eyes around, no doubt trying to search for her missing relative, and the whiskered teen exhaled. How could she explain things to him? It was not like she was the best speaker.
If she could convince anyone with her words then Sasuke wouldn't have left. Not even a good solid punch had been good enough for her to convince her brother-figure to stay behind. Every time I tried talking to someone, we always battle each other. Neji, Gaara, Tsunade and Zabuza had been affected by her words but her actions always back her motive.
Then again, I could understand their pain to a certain extent.
"You have to be empathetic with him," Naruto finally said. Her blue eyes softened and a little bitter smile played on her lips as another realization dawned upon her. "When you talk to a kid like Kouta without any real empathy then you won't get anywhere. If you just acknowledge their pain and recognize they are human too. What is the point of being a hero if you can't empathize with them?"
I wonder if villains are born from heroes who refused to acknowledge their pain? To acknowledge that they are just as human as them? Naruto rubbed her chin and looked down at her food while the two boys kept quiet as if they were in deep trance. Maybe she was weird but empathy seemed to be the most powerful tool if you asked her.
Maybe it was empathy that could help stop villains from being born or maybe she was being a naïve idiot again.
"Idiot."
Yeah, she might just be a naïve idiot with naïve beliefs.
Is that little rascal following me around now?
Naruto tilted her head and stared down at the furious black eyes that belonged to Kouta. The kid looked like a little devil with that bright red hat over his head, shadowing his facial feature, and the scowl playing on his lips. She wanted to go on top of the rooftop and cleared her head before Shouto met up with her, but it seemed like this little brat wanted to tail her.
It was kind of cute when she thought about it, almost reminding her of Konohamaru. Date me, Naruto-neechan! Hopefully, this little boy was not like her little brother-figure who developed some kind of weird fondness for her. With only one talk from her, her little brother-figure had this strange idea that she was desirable enough for him to date her. She sighed.
Kids grew up way too fast if you asked her.
"Midoriya must have irritated the hell out of you," Naruto finally commented. The furious glint in his eyes faded, replaced with surprise and the scowl on his face faded. A gawking mouth replaced it instead, making the little boy actually looked like he was an innocent, little kid. She leaned against the wall and tilted her head to the side.
Seconds passed before the boy's mind rebooted back into working condition. The gawking mouth quickly shut and a scowl once again reappeared on his face. The anger in his eyes came back at full force, reminding her of one of those small dogs that Sakura had always been quick to pick out during their D-rank missions. He narrowed his eyes at her and barred his teeth at her.
"Are you also going to give me another lecture about accepting Quirks and how—"
"—I have no plan of lecturing you when I have no understanding of your pain," Naruto replied with a casual shrug. Black eyes widened and the whiskered teen clasped her hand over her head. Her eyes fixated on him. No smile played on her lips because smiling like an idiot never really got her anywhere when she thought about it.
The boy did not stray his eyes like her. His eyebrows furrowed together. Confusion. He clenched and unclenched his hands like he didn't know whether to punch her or not. From the distance, a wolf howled its night call as if to officially declared that it was now night. The lightbulb glitched, blinking every few seconds and the whiskered teen finally raised an eyebrow.
"You had no problem of talking to Mandalay like you understand the hell out of me," he growled. The bite was there but the harshness in his tone was also laced with hesitation. His eyes narrowed at her and his shoulders trembled like he was having a nightmare. Naruto only stared at the boy for a good few minutes.
I guess he wants to talk about me nosing into things that wasn't any of my business. A sigh escaped from her lips and Naruto knelt down till they were at eye level. The irritation and anger were not a big surprise, not enough to warrant wide-eyes but the hesitance in his eyes did. It was not every day when a kid like Kouta hesitated.
"Did you forget that I told you that I'm an orphan too?" She quirked her lips into a weary smile and black eyes flinched, almost like he was regretful for forgetting that little detail about herself. A weary laugh erupted from her mouth and Kouta blinked. "I talked to your Aunt from my own understanding of not having any parents around."
Kouta kept silent and only the sound of crickets chirps rumbled through the empty corridor. No emotion came from his eyes and the scowl on his face disappeared, replaced with a frown. Little rascal can feel guilt, huh? She exhaled and undid the braid. Blond hair fell down in cascades, almost resembling like the waves in the sea but it would disappear soon.
Her hair would always returned back to its original state.
"If you wanna talk about your problem or your feelings then I'm willing to listen," Naruto offered him a little reassuring smile and allowed her eyes to focus on him. "I will just sit here and listen to whatever you have to say. You won't ever hear me say shit while you rant about your problems to me."
To make extra emphasis, Naruto zipped her mouth and smiled slightly at the 5-year-old boy. His gaze faltered at her words and his lips parted like he didn't know what to think of her offer. Probably thought I will continue what Midoriya started. She could do that but what was the point when she had no actions to back up her words?
It would just be meaningless when she thought about it.
"You aren't going to tell me some obvious story like Midoriya did?" The question fired out of his mouth like a bullet and he winced like he did not mean to ask that question. He avoided her gaze and stuffed his hands into his pockets. Naruto closed her eyes, rubbed her chin and then tilted her head to the side.
This little boy was probably smarter than people gave him credit. If she went with the way Aizawa and Midoriya thought, then she would pretend he was some naïve kid who didn't fully understand things. But being orphaned means you have to grow up quickly. A weary smile played on her lips as her finger flicked against his forehead.
Kouta blinked and rubbed his forehead. "What the hell was that for?"
"For thinking that I'm like Midoriya," she chirped with a wide smile playing on her lips. The little boy stared at her for the longest time before looking away from her. His cheeks burned a light shade of red, earning a raised eyebrow from the blonde. She shook her head and continued on. "It will be annoying as hell for you if you hear my life story, won't it? It will probably just annoy the crap out of ya."
The little boy blinked and pushed his hat upwards, black eyes gleaming with surprise. It isn't like I make it a habit of complaining to people of how difficult life was for me. She allowed the wide smile to be replaced with a weary smile. There was just no need to complain. There was always going to be someone with a more difficult life than her own.
"W-Why would you say that?"
The little stutter reminded her of Hinata, which made her heart twist in pain. Not the time to think of how much of a ungrateful idiot I am. She needed to focus on this curious, little boy. But what could she tell him? There was no easy way to explain things to a child but Kouta was intelligent. He didn't exactly talk like a child, younger then Eri.
If he hadn't told her that he was five then she would easily mistake him for a 9-year-old with that mouth of his. She guessed when she thought of him in that way then it would be easy for her to explain things to him.
"People are rather self-centered, don't you think?" Naruto asked with a slight smile on her face. Kouta blinked and furrowed his eyebrows together but stood as still as a stone statue. She bobbed her head and continued on. "People always think that their problems are worse when they should be thinking of what they should be grateful for."
The little boy knitted his eyebrows together into one line and frowned. "What do ya mean?"
"She doesn't have to answer to anybody and that makes her completely selfish!"
Her heart pounded against her chest and her blood boiled with rage as envious words rung in her ears.
"This pain was born from my family bonds? Tell me how can you understand anything? They weren't your family!"
Those harsh words pierced through her heart like arrows and her heart screamed with agony. Naruto inhaled and exhaled as cruel words clawed up in her mouth, ready for her to spill. But she was not going to allow it. No way was she going to allow herself to give into the pain that coated her very existence.
There was always going to be someone who had it worse than her.
"My best friend lost his parents just a couple of days after his birthday," Naruto replied. She pushed back the tears that threatened to come out as Mikoto's warm smile flashed before her eyes. Another exhale and she continued on. "He always think that the pain inside of him was probably greater than any pain felt by anyone. That is normal…but the bastard never stopped to think that he had memories of his parents or that he knew they loved him. Y'know…not every orphan can claim that."
Old Man, are you sure that my parents loved me? That they didn't abandon me?
She was not going to tell Kouta that he was lucky but she did wanted him to think of that as well. Black eyes regarded her like he did not know what to think of her words. He looked at her like she was a fool for saying those words. Maybe I'm an idiot. She exhaled and stared down at the frown decorating the kid's face.
A weary smile played on her lips and Naruto once again flicked his head. Kouta blinked and rubbed his head, scowling at her like she was a freak for doing the same gesture to him.
"You should smile kid or else you are going to look as grumpy as Aizawa-sensei before you turned 18."
The scowl on Kouta's face deepened and the kid grunted.
"Did anyone ever tell you that you are a weirdo?"
The reply? Naruto only laughed and ruffled the kid before nodding her head. If she had a 100 yen for every time that someone called her weird then she would be the richest person in the world.
Not once did the two of them noticed a pair of concerned black eyes watching them.
Author Note: So Todoroki resumed with his teasing of Naruto. Naruto tells Midoriya of what she believed that he did wrong while Naruto and Kouta have a long talk about her actions. Now here are a couple of questions for you:
Question 1: What do you think of the interaction between Naruto and Kouta?
Question 2: Who do you think will be the first person to figure out the change in Naruto and Todoroki's relationship?
Question 3: What do you think of the interaction between Izuku and Naruto in this chapter?
Please do tell me of your thoughts on this chapter.