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"See you later Naruto, Lala... Dad wants us to help him with his manga today, the deadline is tonight and they are behind."

Rito and Mikan were on their way out of the house. Rito had some drawing talent so it wasn't usual for him to be asked to go help his father with his work now and again, or else face losing access to his allowance. He either worked for his allowance, or he just didn't get it, and Mikan would go over there and cook for the staff and provide refreshments while wearing some nice clothes so that everyone could just have a relaxed atmosphere.

Naruto had no drawing talent, and he couldn't really cook either, so he couldn't offer any support. Naruto earned his allowance by protecting the family at home, and being a dependable big brother whenever his assistance was needed. Naruto also took helpers work for whenever somebody needed to get a job done around town or in the neighborhood. It wasn't odd for somebody to want to pay Naruto to do their garden or yard for them, or clean their roofs, or whatever it was that was needed of him.

"Okay! Bye!" Lala stated as she waved goodbye to them without looking in their direction.

Her new favorite magical girl show was on the air, and she was going to stay glued to the TV until the episode was over. She was also going to force Naruto to watch it with her, though Naruto was currently on the weight bench in the living room. He had worked up a sweat for himself, and he was on his 19th set.

"See you later... 9... 10... okay..." Naruto stated as he sat up and took a couple of breaths. He had his current limit, or rather the limit that he had been stuck at for the last 2 months, set on the bar. He tried to increase his limit by instead increasing the number of reps he could do, but that wasn't actually making him much stronger. It was just making his body more lean and toned, though he wasn't trying to gain bulk.

He had been stuck on lifting 502 kilos for 2 entire months, he had never gone that long without increasing his limits before. Naruto wiped the sweat from his body with a towel, before he laid back and grabbed the bar.

He would just have to work harder.

"So... Naruto... what is the point of that?" Peke asked Naruto, since Lala was just wearing Naruto's boxers and his T-shirt instead of her own clothes that Mikan went out and bought for her. Peke was being given a chance to recharge while awake for once, and was using that time to read a magazine on human home making.

The robot didn't understand the purpose of what Naruto was trying to do.

"I'm trying to get stronger... the world record is 335.5 kilos, but I want to get myself all the way to 2000 kilos. I'm only at 502 right now though." Naruto stated with a grunt. He was really straining himself to the point that his muscles were screaming at him for being a dumbass. He couldn't stop until he got so much stronger than he was. "I have to get stronger-"

Lala took Naruto's bar from him with one hand and put it away, before she rushed back towards the couch and pushed down on it.

"The commercial is almost over, and the bad guy is about to go down, come over here and watch it with me!" Lala stated excitedly. She didn't care that she just forced Naruto to stop training, and she didn't seem to even register that Naruto seemed to be stunned into silence by her actions. Naruto's face turned bright red after a moment, before he reached for the bar again. "Come ooooon, I want to watch this part with you!" Lala pat the couch with more enthusiasm as her tail wagged at maximum effort.

Naruto was silent as he moved towards the couch and sat down next to her, to which she instantly wrapped her around his waist. She put her hand in his lap, with her breasts rubbing against the side of his leg. Naruto looked down and he could see nipple peeking out of the shirt, and he looked towards that point with a very pointed interest. Lala just squirmed in excitement as the show continued on and on.

"Hey... Lala... how did you train to get so strong?" Naruto asked as he scratched his nose. Maybe if he did some of the things Lala did to train herself, then he could find a way to break his limit. Lala's alien training would have had to be the secret to him growing in strength.

Lala blinked.

"Train? I've never trained before, don't be silly, I like inventing too much to care about fighting." Lala stated as a fact, without looking away from her show.

Naruto's stomach sank.

Lala didn't train, and she could easily do what he needed both arms and all his effort to do, with just one of her hands without even struggling. She didn't train to get as strong as she was, but she still blew him out of the water. The amount of effort he would need to put in to be stronger than her and be the one to protect her like he promised would be a staggering amount of effort.

"YES! Good wins again!" Lala shouted as she jumped up.

The end credits started to roll.

"Yeah... I've got to go make a phone call really fast." Naruto stated to Lala with a force smile on his face.

-In the USA-

"Great figure, amazing boobs, I will design the perfect outfit for you my dear!" Ringo stated as she sent a thumbs up, design ideas already in her mind. She would make something that would make this model really shine. She almost had proportions to match Kushina's body, showing this was a model who took great care of herself.

Kushina was well endowed, but not too big, and Kushina had perhaps the golden ratio of all hourglass figures. The woman was extremely beautiful to the point it was unfair to compare her to other models, since those models didn't shine nearly as bright. It was a shame that Kushina became an idol and not a model when she was alive, but every once and awhile Ringo would meet a model who had proportions that were close to Kushina's body stats.

Their beauty was no match though, but she was still flooded with inspiration.

Ringo answered her phone before it even truly went off, her senses telling her that she was about to get a phone call before it happened. She was a professional, she was never surprised by calls anymore, not in her profession.

"Hello Naruto, what can I do for you, you never call me when I'm busy. Need to chat, or just miss hearing my voice?" Ringo teased her eldest son with a wide smile. Mikan was the only one that actually called her to tell her what was going on with anyone's lives, with her husband sometimes calling her. He didn't want to interrupt her work, since he knew very well just how much one interruption could change the entire flow of a work day.

When Ringo didn't get an answer right away, she could tell something was wrong, so she started to walk.

"... Can you think of anyway I can get stronger?"

"Honey, you're already really strong. You've got more strength in you than any of the macho models I've designed for. I mean, I could ask around to see if there are some new techniques for building strength, but I can't say I know anyway off the top of my head. Are you feeling okay, you seem down?" Ringo asked in concern. Naruto was usually so happy when he called her to ask about the work out techniques of whatever country she was in, which was why she always asked new models about the ways they kept up with their body.

Naruto didn't seem happy at all, he seemed like his spirits were a little low and he didn't know what to do.

"I'm okay, I'm just a little stumped is all. Sorry for calling, love you."

-Back at Yuuki Household-

'... Guess that was too match to hope for.' Naruto sat down on his bed and let out a sigh. He just didn't feel very motiviated to do anymore training for the day. His body was already killing him, and Lala unknowingly just humiliating him like she did was not helping him.

The door opened and a happy Lala came into the room.

"Since my show is over, I think I should invent something, I'm feeling really inspired right now. I'm taking requests, if you want me to make something cool." Lala offered as she took out her Omni-tool and jumped onto the bed with Naruto. She used her phone to teleport a bunch of different machines and devices onto the bed.

Naruto tried to think up something.

"How about something-"

"OOOOOH, I've got it! I want to make something that can do dishes, so Mikan doesn't have to work as hard!" Lala shouted out as the idea suddenly came to her mind. She could make something that could use hands to scrub the dishes, shoot water and foam to clean them, before using hot air to dry them off. Something that would work way better than the dish washer, and get them cleaner than anyone. It could even have a pinpoint sensor to make sure to get every dirty spot, and another sensor to make sure to dry everything that was wet.

Naruto offered a grin, since she hadn't even listened to him. Still, she was in her own little world now, and he really liked watching her. She had a goal she was going to work towards until her invention was completed, and it was driving her.

Mikan didn't even like Lala, and the girl was going her best to help others.

Lala was so amazing.

Chapter End!
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