Chapter 18: Sweet Dreams and Sensual Strokes
"Naruto Shippuden: The Rise of Armpits Village"
Naruto lay on the ground, groaning and holding his head in pain.
"Aww… Aww… Aww… My head!" he whimpered, feeling a bit woozy from the fall.
Sakura, who was standing right in front of Naruto, quickly dodged the cloud of dust and debris caused by his fall as she shielded her eyes with her hands.
"What in the world!?" she exclaimed, confused by the sudden chaos.
Slowly, She opened her eyes and was immidietly surprised to see Naruto lying right before her.
"What the…!? Na-Naruto!?" Sakura shouted in surprise.
Naruto looked up at Sakura and flashed a grin from his awkward position on the ground.
"Hi there, Sakura-Chan," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
However, Sakura's reaction was not what Naruto expected.
Instantly, she let out a frustrated sigh and seized his collar, yanking him closer with clenched fists.
"Grrr… What the hell were you doing, you idiot?! You nearly crashed down on me!", Sakura yelled, her anger palpable.
Seeing Sakura's face that seemed ready to beat him up, People around who had been watching them started to walk away, too afraid to intervene and choosing to mind their own business.
Meanwhile, Naruto scratched his head with a slightly sheepish grin, attempting to explain himself.
"Hehehe... I'm sorry, Sakura... I was just–" However, his gaze suddenly widened and fixated on her right armpit.
"–Whoa–hooo!" Shouted Naruto, amazed by the view.
Confused by Naruto's sudden surprise, Sakura asked, "What? You were just what?"
However, Naruto didn't reply and just stood there, completely stoned with his gaze fixed on the curve of Sakura's closed armpit, his eyes filled with desire.
"I...uh...uhmm..." he stammered, lost in his own perverted thoughts.
"Ufff… Her armpits, even with her arm closed, they still look incredibly erotic!" he thought, his heart racing with desire.
Then, Naruto continued to praise Sakura's armpits and started to imagine her standing side by side with Ino and Tsunade, all raising their arms and proudly show off their armpits in front of him.
As he tried to recall the shape, color, and texture of Tsunade's armpits from his silly transformation jutsu battle with Konohamaru, and Ino's armpits from a few days ago at the restaurant when she was cleaning the mayonnaise off them next to him, his arousal grew, causing his penis to erect and creating a huge bulge in his crotch.
"Ino and granny Tsunade might have wider juicy pits, but I don't know why Sakura's armpits look so much whiter and... Argh, they're just simply perfect! No girls can really beat the hotness of her armpits!" He continued, biting his lips in excitement.
Then grinned and blushed slightly, "Can't believe that I got to enjoy this amazing view once again. Seems like today really is my lucky day!"
While Naruto indulged deep in his fantasies, Sakura's irritation grew with his weird stare and silence.
"Hey, what's with that look? Are you even listening to me?" she asked, attempting to get his attention.
As Naruto still didn't respond, Sakura let out an exasperated sigh and released her grip on his collar, causing him to awkwardly plop down onto the ground.
Feeling curious, she looked at her right shoulder, wondering if there was something on it that had caught Naruto's attention. Finding nothing, she then turned around to see if there was something behind her that he might be staring at.
"Seriously, what are you staring at?" she demanded, her voice tinged with irritation.
Still finding nothing, Sakura turned back and looked at Naruto's blankly staring face.
"Naruto!" Sakura called out his name.
But, Naruto still didn't respond to her, making her annoyance continued to grow.
Sakura then continued to repeated his name, waving her arms in front of him, desperately trying to snap him out of his daze.
"Naruto... Naruto!"
As time passed, her patience wore thin, and she couldn't hold back her frustration any longer.
With an annoyed expression, She let out a loud shout, causing people passing by to glance in their direction once again.
"Ugh, hey, Naruto! Answer me, you idiot!"
Startled, Naruto snapped back to reality, glancing around with a puzzled expression. his eyes darting from side to side.
"Huh? Uh... Yeah? Are you talking to me, Sakura?" he asked, his eyes looking at her face.
Hearing Naruto's clueless response, Sakura shook her head in disbelief.
"Oh my god, of course I'm talking to you!"
Seeing Sakura's exasperation, Naruto could only sheepishly grin and scratch his head.
"Like seriously, what's wrong with you? This isn't the first time you've spaced out like this," said Sakura, looking at him with frustration.
Now looking at each other, Naruto hurriedly tried to come up with an excuse.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Sakura! I was just... You know, uh... daydreaming about becoming Hokage lately, hehehe... That's all," he stammered, forcing an awkward smile.
Hearing Naruto's predictable excuse, Sakura's expression turned flat as she rolled her eyes.
"Ugh, typical Naruto..." Sighed Sakura wearily.
Then, She placed both hands on her waist and let out a sigh, then looked at him with annoyance.
"Look, I'm not in a good mood, just tell me already, what do you want to say to me here—"
However, before she could finish her words, Sakura noticed something bulging under Naruto's pants, causing her to abruptly stop speaking and her jaw dropped in surprise.
"Hyaaaaa!?" Whimpered Sakura as she took a step back.
Confused by Sakura's sudden reaction, Naruto looked at her in confusion. However, Sakura suspiciously eyed him for a moment, making Naruto wonder what she was thinking.
Without uttering another word, She huffed and walked past Naruto with an irritated expression, muttering, "Ugh, whatever!" before storming off.
Confused by Sakura's sudden change in behavior, Naruto called after her, "Uh, what's wrong, Sakura-chan?"
But she ignored him, leaving him to ponder what he had done wrong.
Confused, Naruto quickly stood up and rushed after her. "Hey! Wait up!" he exclaimed with a wide grin.
But before he could reach her, Sakura spun around, pointing her finger directly at him as she unleashed a shout, "Ugh, Get lost! I don't talk to perverts!"
Her shout caught the attention of the people around them to Naruto.
Taken aback by her sudden outburst, Naruto stumbled back on one leg while glancing around at the onlookers.
"What!? P-Perv-pervert!?" Exclaimed Naruto in embarrastment.
In another part of Konoha, it seen that Hinata spotted walking down the streets with her usual sleeveless clothes.
She moved nervously, while keeping her head down with a look of discomfort on her face, Anxiously glancing from side to side, She tried to shield her sweaty and soaked armpits with both hands.
As Hinata continued walking, she looked back and noticed an elderly man staring at the wet area under her armpits. Her heart skipped a beat, and panic washed over her.
Without a moment's hesitation, she bolted towards her house, sprinting as fast as her legs could carry her.
Upon reaching home, Hinata rushed straight to her bedroom. She quickly opened the door and closed it behind her.
Feeling exhausted, she leaned against the door to catch her breath and wiping the beads of sweat from her forehead.
"Huuft, Huuft, Huuft... T-That was..." Hinata gasped for breath, unable to finish her sentence due to fatigue.
After a few minutes of regaining her composure, she took a deep breath. Her gaze then focused on her still-damp armpits.
"Argh, How can I possibly keep up with these sleeveless-only rules? I can't do this, it's suffocating, I feel so exposed and defenseless..." Hinata's voice conveyed weariness and frustration.
Looking at herself in the large mirror in front of her, Hinata cringed at the sight of her damp clothes reflecting back at her.
She clenched and squeezed the fabric on her chest while looking downwards, with a frustrated expression on her face.
Moments later, she stood in front of the mirror and removed her white sleeveless shirt, and was left in a light purple tank top that clung to her sweaty skin.
Her face tinged with annoyance as she sighed and muttered, "Gosh, Why do I have to sweat so much? I look like a walking waterfall…"
She then raising both arms up in a stretch and stared at her sweaty armpits with an annoyed look.
"And my armpits... They won't stop dripping sweat! It's so embarrassing..."
Feeling down, Hinata closed her eyes, overwhelmed by sadness and worry.
She couldn't help but imagine her teammates and friends looking at her with disgust, especially her one and only crush, Naruto.
However, just as Hinata kept her eyes shut, the sound of a doorbell ringing echoed through the house, causing her to instinctively lower her arms and spin around in surprise.
"Y-Yes, I'm coming!" Hinata called out, making her way towards the bedroom door.
Hinata hurried down the stairs and approached the front door of her house. But, as she held the doorknob and opened it a little, she was surprised by what she saw.
Just outside her door, stood a person with spiky yellow hair, dressed in vibrant orange attire, and with a wide grin flashed on his face.
Gazing at his familiar face, Hinata suddenly stunned and gasped, as the person was none other than Naruto, but something about his hair, height, and other appearance seemed unusual.
"W-Whaat!? N-Naruto-Kun!?" she stammered, her voice trembling with surprise and disbelief as he held both of her shoulders.
"Good afternoon, hey there, Hinata!" Greet Naruto warmly.
In a flash, embarrassment flooded Hinata's face, and she covered her mouth in a blush, before quickly slamming the door shut and leaning against it.
Hinata remained frozen for a few minutes until she finally muttered in a low voice.
"I-I... I can't believe this... It's Naruto-kun...!? Naruto-kun is right outside my house!?" Hinata exclaimed in a panic.
She looked down at her sweaty tank top. Her mind was in chaos, never expecting one of her worst fear to come true.
Panic surged through her as fresh beads of sweat trickled down her neck.
"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, what should I dooo!? How can I face him like this And—"
Then, her eyes widened as she glanced at her sweaty armpits. With desperation in her voice, she tightly closed her arms and shielded her sweaty armpits with her hands and cried out,
"—Kyaaaaa! I just want to disappear...! I can't let him see me all sweaty and gross like this!"
Hinata then pressed her hands against her chest, trembling with anxiety as she got lost in a whirlwind of anxious thoughts.
But amidst her panic, a few seconds later, Naruto's concerned voice came through from the other side of the door.
"Um, Hinata? Is everything okay?" Naruto asked with concern.
Feeling torn and unsure of what to do, Hinata's eyes landed on a towel spread out on the nearby sofa.
With quick reflexes, she grabbed the towel, wiped the sweat off her neck, and placed it over her body, especially her shoulders, covering both her armpits.
A rosy blush appeared on her cheeks as Hinata took a deep breath, determined to face the situation head-on.
She then turned towards the door and opened it slightly, revealing only a fraction of her face to Naruto, all the while blushing.
"Y-Yes?—I-I… I mean, G-Good Afternoon, Na-Naruto-kun! S-Sorry about that..." Hinata replied, her face burning with a blush as she stumbled over her words.
"Ahaha, no worries, Hinata! But hey, I hope I didn't interrupt your sweet afternoon..." Naruto responded warmly.
"U-Uh, no, no, no, it's okay, Naruto! It's just that, um, you rarely come here, and it made me so... uhh... happy! And, um... S-So... I... um... what brings you here this afternoon?" Hinata asked, her voice filled with shyness and stuttering, while clutching the towel tightly.
"Ah, really? Well, um... Nothing specific! I just... wanted to check on you. You seemed really worried when we saw each other at the hospital yesterday, and then you rushed home, so I was wondering if everything is alright," Naruto explained
Hearing Naruto's answer, Hinata was suddenly surprised by his genuine concern for her.
Feeling a burst of happiness, a warm smile spread across her face, but somehow, it causing her to momentarily forget her insecurities, and her grip on the towel she used to cover her armpits loosened.
As the towel she used to cover her armpits slipped off, She swung the door open wide, fully revealing herself to Naruto.
With a glistening forehead and slightly damp shoulders, her appearance caused Naruto's eyes to widen and blush.
With a shy and reassuring smile, she continued, "A-Ah, I'm fine, Naruto. It's just that yesterday I—"
But, before Hinata could finish her sentence, Naruto interrupted her, his eyes sparkling mischievously as he focused on the closed folds of both of her armpits with a lustful expression.
"Oh my goodness—Wow! I never expected to see you in that kind of outfit, Hinata!" Naruto exclaimed eagerly.
Hinata, hearing Naruto's words and seeing his reaction, was taken aback and instinctively covered her sweaty armpits with both hands.
Blushing furiously, she stammered, "U—Waaah! I-I'm sorry, Naruto! I didn't mean to dress like this in front of you. I-I… I just came back from somewhere and—"
But, before Hinata could finish her sentence, Naruto took a step closer to her and suddenly swiftly wrapping his arms around her sweaty body, pushing her inside her house.
"H-Huh—Kyaaaah!" Hinata whimpered, caught off guard by Naruto's unexpected move.
A few moments later, they both gently fell onto the couch, with Hinata underneath and Naruto on top. Hinata's face turned bright red, and she could only remain silent in disbelief.
"N-Na-Na-Naruto-kun!? W-Wha-What are you..." Hinata stammered, her words stumbling.
Naruto looked at her with a mischievous smile and said, "Let's begin, Hinata!" taking her by even more surprise.
Then, in a completely unexpected move, Naruto lifted Hinata's left arm and brought his face dangerously close to her sweaty left armpit from behind.
"Uwaaa—Nooooo! W-What are you doing, Na-Naruto-Kun!?" Hinata gasped in surprise, her heart pounding as she glanced at her left armpit, unable to find the right words to express her thoughts.
"S-Stop it! W-Why are you… lifting my arm like this? I haven't had the chance to clean up, I'm all sweaty!" she pleaded.
But, Naruto suddenly gently caressed Hinata's left armpit using his index finger and said with a smile,
"Hehehe… Your armpits are so wet, did you prepare all of this sweat just for me?"
As Naruto played with the thick sweat on her armpit, Hinata felt extremely ticklish and tried to lower her arm, but Naruto kept held it raised.
"N-Nooo! Na-Naruto-Kun… Khaaa–S–Stop–it!" her voice trembling with disgust and surprise, desperately trying to suppress the ticklish sensation in her left armpit.
Seeing Hinata's reaction, Naruto paused his caress for a moment, causing her to look at him in surprise.
However, Naruto then smiled and brought his nose close to her armpit and took a deep sniff, making a snorting sound through his nose.
"Hmmmmmmppppppp—prftttttttt—"
Hinata was completely shocked by his outrageous action and couldn't help but scream.
"K-Kyaaaaaa...! N-Na-Naruto-kun? W-Why are you... sniffing my armpits!?"
But, Naruto seemed unfazed by Hinata's pleas, determined to continue sniffing her armpits.
With a firm grip on her left arm, Hinata tried to pull away, desperately trying to free herself from the uncomfortable situation. But Naruto remained resolute, refusing to release his hold.
"Mmm, your armpits smell... Mmm, trashly amazing, Hinata!" Naruto exclaimed, repeatedly sniffing her armpits.
"Nggh-N-No... Nooo, S-Stop it, Naruto-kun! I-I'm all sweaty, This is so embarrassing—! Y-You are so… Kyaaaa—" Hinata pleaded repeatedly.
As her embarrassment was beyond its peak, Hinata tried to push Naruto's face away from her left armpit with her right hand.
But, with an exaggerated expression of desire, Naruto suddenly licked her sweaty left armpit.
"Guooo—Let me wipe the sweat off your armpit, Hinata! Mmhhh… Sluurp—Sluurp…" Naruto shouted, vigorously licking her armpits up and down.
Seeing him now licking her sweaty armpits, Hinata could only resign herself to the surreal situation, feeling Naruto's tongue dancing across her left armpit.
The continuous licking went on for several minutes, until Hinata's mind went blank as she kept repeating Naruto's name with a stammer, unable to believe the situation she's currently going through.
But then, Naruto's tongue accidently brushed against a sensitive spot in Hinata's armpit, causing her to let out a slight moan and scream, "Nngh—Ahn, Kyaaaaaaahnn—"
However, before she could finish her line, she abruptly woke up from her sleep, while screaming and squeezing her eyes shut while sit up and tightly guarding her left armpits.
"—Naruto-Kun!~"
Hinata's piercing scream echoed through the room, breaking the silence.
Slowly, she opened her eyes and found out that she was sitting on her bed, wearing the same light purple tank top as in her dream.
Confusion and embarrassment flooded over her. She quickly glanced at her left armpits and surprised to find them dry.
Anxiously, her eyes darted from side to side, searching for any trace of Naruto's presence. Finding no one in her room, she activated her Byakugan, but still found no sign of him.
Hinata remained seated on her bed, frozen in place, until she realized it was all just a dream. Blushing furiously, she covered her face with both hands, her gaze downwards.
"W-What was I just... dreaming about..." Hinata mumbled, her words stumbling out.
Unbeknownst to her, her scream had awakened Kiba, who had been secretly hiding in her wardrobe all night along, He blinked sleepily, trying to make sense of the commotion.
"What the… What was that noise?" Kiba muttered, still groggy.
Confused to find himself seated in such a cramped space, He then looked at his surrounding and said, "Wait, Where the hell am I? Am I currently hiding from enemies or something? This place doesn't smell good."
Just as he was pondering, he overheard Hinata who's currently grumbling outside. He then peeked through a small hole in the wardrobe and caught sight of her.
"Huh, is that Hinata!?" Kiba exclaimed in surprise with his eyes widened.
In that moment, memories of the previous day flooded back into his mind, and he realized that he had fallen asleep in her wardrobe.
"Wait a minute, d-did I really fall asleep in her… wardrobe!? But How!?" Kiba whispered in panic.
Meanwhile, on the bed, Hinata gazed at her armpits, with her face expression full of disbelief and embarrassment.
She couldn't wrap her head around on why she just dreaming about Naruto licking her armpits. Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson.
"W-Why I just dreamt about Naruto-Kun... licking... my..." she mumbled, her voice trailing off.
Overwhelmed by embarrassment, she immidietly covered her armpits with both hands and let out a scream.
"Kyaaaaa! No, no, no! There's absolutely no way I just dreamt about Naruto-kun licking my armpits!" Hinata exclaimed, her voice filled with a mix of embarrassment and disbelief.
For the next few minutes, she continued muttering to herself, trying to make sense of the bizarre dream that had jolted her awake. However, a thought of Kurenai's words from the past flashed in her mind.
"B-but... could this be a sign that Naruto-Kun has some kind of that armpit fet—" She pondered.
But, she suddenly stopped her words and quickly covered her face and yelled.
"aaaaaaaah! What on earth is wrong with you, Hinata!? There's absolutely no way Naruto would be into something so gross like that! Why did I even let such ridiculous thoughts cross my mind?! Ugh, come on, clear your mind!"
Meanwhile, Kiba, who had been eavesdropping on her mumbling, stared wide-eyed through the small hole in the wardrobe, his expression a mix of disbelief and amusement.
"D-Did I hear that right? Did she really say that... She was dreaming about Naruto...licking her smelly armpits?" Kiba wondered with a flat expression.
Rubbing his forehead in disbelief, he muttered to himself, "Man, What the hell…! That's the most disgusting shit i've ever heard… For all this time, I never expected Hinata to have such a strange thoughts…"
Then He looked at her again, "Geez! I wonder what other weird secrets she's hiding…"
After a few moments of panicked contemplation, Hinata fell silent. She dropped her head back onto the pillow and closed her eyes.
As the scene of her strange dream lingered in her mind, she couldn't help but recall the moment when Naruto's tongue touched some part of her armpit, which giving her a sensation she had never felt before.
With flushed cheeks, Hinata opened her eyes and glanced at her left armpit curiously.
"B-But… that strange feeling in the end… I-It felt so real… Why my whole body felt so..." And then she pondered, her gaze fixated on her left armpit.
"Good…?" Blushed Hinata as she finished her sentence.
Lost in her thought, Hinata remained on the bed and keep staring at her left armpit.
After a brief moment, she took a deep breath and sat back up. Then raised her left arm with a mix of nervousness and curiosity.
Slowly, using her right index finger, she began to stroke the skin of her left armpit, while occasionally closed her eyes, trying to suppress the ticklish sensation that arose.
"U-Ukh...What am I doing, T-This feels… Weird," Hinata grumbled softly in the midst of her actions, feeling uncomfortable and still unsure of what she was doing.
Unbeknownst to her, Kiba was secretly looking her actions from inside the wardrobe. His face remained flat, his jaw dropped in disbelief.
"Wh-What in the world…? did She just… rubbing her finger on her armpits?" Kiba questioned with a puzzled expression.
As Hinata continued rubbing, her armpits began to sweat slightly. Kiba's eyes caught sight of the sweat smearing across her finger, and a look of disgust washed over his face.
"I mean, Is this what girls really do when they are alone? Yuck, This is insanely weird…! Seriously Hinata, What the hell are you doing?"
Suddenly, an unbearable odor reached Kiba's nose, emanating from Hinata's armpit sweat. Kiba who found the smell familiar, quickly covered his nose, his expression changing to an extreme disgust, as if he wanted to vomit.
"Ueeeekh—What the—!? Oh no, not this shitty smell again!"
"Ugh, Gross! how can her armpits still smells like trash even when it's still early in the morning? Didn't she took a shower yesterday?" Kiba muttered, his voice filled with disgust.
And then He continued to mumble, while occasionally closing his eyes in an attempt to cope with the unpleasent aroma emanating from Hinata's armpits.
"Gwaaaah, this is nightmare! I feel like I'm stuck in a garbage dump of hell! Does she even realize how awful her armpits smell? Ugh, being an Inuzuka sucks!"
As Hinata continued her armpit rubbing, her mind drifted away, that made her blankly stuck out her tongue and accidentally wetting her armpit with saliva.
Until suddenly, her right index finger accidentally pressed against a sensitive spot in her armpit, causing her to gasp in surprise.
A pleasurable sensation coursed through her, and she let out a small moan, her face turning even redder.
"K-Kyaaa—ah~" Moaned Hinata as she stick her tongue out.
but, she quickly closed her mouth and blushed deeper, embarrased as she didn't know what had just happened to her body.
The sound of Hinata's moan caught Kiba's attention, leaving him startled by what he had heard.
"W-WHAT… THE… FUCK!?" Kiba exclaimed as his jaw dropped.
For a solid ten minutes, Hinata sat on her bed in stunned silence. still with her arms covering her mouth in shock, as It was the first time she had experienced such a feeling.
With a deep curiosity, she lifted her left arm again, tempted to explore further, but she quickly snapped out of it as the memory of an important seminar at the academy resurfaced in her mind.
"Oh my god, what the heck am I doing!? I almost forgot about the seminar! Gosh, I need to hurry up and get ready!" she sighed, realizing the urgency of the situation.
Hinata then rushed to the bathroom, her mind driven by curiosity as she kept thinking about what Lady Tsunade would discuss at the event.
Meanwhile, Kiba remained speechless, unable to comprehend what he had just witnessed.
"Seriously... What The Fuck was that!? Did Hinata really just... moan from rubbing her armpits!?"
"God, I don't even know what to say anymore. She's definitely on a whole new level of weirdness" Kiba exclaimed, while shaking and rubbing his head in disbelief.
In the bathroom, Hinata was about to remove her tank top and grab the soap.
But, her eyes caught sight of the clock hanging on the wall, causing her heart to skip a beat.
"No, I-It can't be!" Hinata gasped, her voice filled with shock.
The clock showed that it was already afternoon, well past the scheduled start of the seminar.
Then, Panic surged through her as she checked her phone, which displayed more than 10 missed calls from her sensei, Kurenai.
In that moment, Hinata realized that she had overslept and completely missed the seminar. She fell silent for a moment, then let out a scream again.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
The scream made everyone who walked outside suddenly look towards her house.
Kiba, startled once again, covered his ears and muttered with an annoyed expression, "Ugh, shit, here we go again..."
After a few moments, Hinata walked back and forth in her room, feeling the weight of her mistake. Panic and overthinking overwhelmed her, intensifying her despair.
"No... No, this can't be happening! How is it already afternoon? How did I oversleep? How could I be so careless?" Hinata exclaimed, her frustration evident.
She continued pacing, her steps quick and agitated as thoughts raced through her mind about the important information she might have missed during the seminar.
"Argh, gosh, what am I going to do!? I completely missed the seminar...!" Hinata cried out in frustration, her voice echoing through the house.
With trembling hands, she hurriedly dialed Kurenai's number, hoping desperately for her to pick up. Each ring felt like an eternity, but to her disappointment, it went straight to voicemail.
Tears welled up in Hinata's eyes as she hold her phone tightly, imagining the disappointment and anger from Kurenai and Lady Tsunade, along with all the worst-case scenarios that could unfold.
She walked to her bed and sat down, unable to stop her tears from streaming down her cheeks. However, her crying was abruptly interrupted by a loud laughter coming from outside her window.
Hinata wiped her eyes and turned towards the source of the noise. She stood up and approached the window.
As she looked outside, she saw many female ninjas from Konoha walking down the streets, confidently wearing sleeveless clothes and smiling.
She continued to watch them with hope in her eyes, until suddenly, an idea sparked in Hinata's mind.
Determined, she clenched her right fist over her heart area and whispered to herself, "M-Maybe, if I walk around in sleeveless clothes, it will help me boost my self confidence?"
Hinata then stood in silence for a few minutes, still thinking about her idea, before slowly walking to her mirror, with her face filled with uncertainty.
As she stood in front of the mirror, she raised both of her arms and gazed at her slightly sweaty armpits in deep silence for a solid five minutes.
She noticed a tiny bead of sweat trickling down her armpit and seeping into her tank top, and with a sigh, she mumbled.
"Huuft, I should definitely change my clothes for this. My armpits always get sweaty so quickly..."
Lost in her thoughts, she considered her idea. But a moment later, a wave of panic swept over her, convincing her that it was a terrible plan.
"No, no, no! I can't do this!" Hinata exclaimed, lowering her arms and covering her face with her hands in frustration, her eyes closed.
She then clenched her fists and shook her head.
"Nggh, what am i thinking!? That's the worst idea ever!"
However, Despite her distress, she opened her eyes and glanced at a nearby wardrobe.
A glimmer of determination flickered within her as she contemplated.
"B-But... I can't stay like this forever! I really need to step out of my comfort zone..."
After a few more minutes of deep thought, she made up her mind and approached the wardrobe, considering grabbing another sleeveless outfit from inside.
Meanwhile, Kiba, who had been secretly watching her from inside the wardrobe, panicked as he saw Hinata getting closer through the small hole.
"Oh shit! no, no, no! This is bad! If she finds me here, I'll... Ugh, I'll end up like Neji for sure!" Kiba panicked.
But then he glanced around and said in a normal tone, "Anyway, where the hell is he?"
Moments later, Hinata's hand reached for the wardrobe door handle, causing Kiba's heart to leap into his throat.
"GYAAAAAAH, What should I do!?" Exclaimed Kiba.
Due to his panic, Kiba accidently made a noise inside the wardrobe. Startled by the sudden sound, Hinata immediately let go of the door handle and took a step back.
"Hyaaa-aaa!" Whimpered Hinata
That unexpected noise sent shivers down Hinata's spine, reminding her of the strange sounds that had kept her awake all night.
Luckily for Kiba, Hinata felt afraid and hesitant. Causing her to didn't dare to open the wardrobe and decided to leave her room instead, going downstairs to Hanabi's room.
Watching Hinata walk away without opening the door, Kiba let out a huge sigh of relief, "Pheeeeww, wooo–weee! that was sooo close!"
Downstairs, Hinata peeked into Hanabi's room and luckily found it empty.
Carefully, She entered the room and spotted a black sleeveless tank top hanging on the door. Without hesitation, she grabbed it and hurried back to her room.
Back in her room, Hinata quickly removed her purple tank top right in front of the wardrobe and tried to put on Hanabi's black tank top.
Kiba, who unexpectedly got a full naked view of Hinata's upper body, couldn't help but have a wide grin on his face and a nosebleed as he saw her large breasts swaying up and down up close.
"Guoooooh, holy fucking molly…! This is not what I was expecting!" Exclaimed Kiba as He drooled in astonishment.
After several minutes of struggling, Hinata finally managed to put on the tank top and walked towards the mirror again.
However, a sudden wave of unease washed over Hinata as she looked at her reflection in the mirror and imagined the potential awkwardness if she ran into Naruto during her walk.
"Am I really going to do this…" Hinata grumbled, feeling extremely nervous.
Aside from her worries, Hinata also recalled the unsettling beginning of her dream, where an old man had stared at her armpits pervertly.
Feeling overwhelmed, she plopped back onto her bed, unable to shake off the memory. Beads of sweat trickled down her armpits and onto the bedsheets.
A couple of minutes later, Hinata's eyes widened as if she had found a solution to protect herself if anything happened along the way, Hinata then stood up and grabbed her original white sweater and put it on.
However, she didn't zip it up completely and let it hang over her hands, still revealing her tank top.
Hinata then stood in front of the mirror again and gave herself a pep talk until a warm smile flashed across her face. As She Feeling more confident, she left her room and headed towards the front door, ready to put her plan into action.
Kiba, realizing that Hinata had left the house, opened the wardrobe. After making sure Hinata was gone, he carefully emerged from his hiding spot, his nose still bleeding.
Grinning blushly and looking around cautiously, Kiba muttered, "H-Holy shit! I never expected to see Hinata completely naked like that. It was beyond my wildest imagination."
Unable to get the image of Hinata's breasts out of his mind, Kiba clenched his fist and blushed. "Man, her armpits smell awful, but... Argh, her breasts were unbelievably massive!"
"They were right there in front of me! Nghhh, it makes me want to take a bite." Kiba said, biting his lip and rubbing his forehead.
After indulging in thoughts about Hinata's breasts for a few minutes, Kiba noticed a window in Hinata's room.
He quickly walked towards it, opened it, and took a deep breath of fresh air from outside.
"I guess being stuck in here was totally worth it… But... Guaaah, finally...! At least now I can finally breathe in some fresh air" exclaimed Kiba with relief.
Meanwhile, outside the house, Hinata's smile faded as she saw the crowded street bustling with people.
She took a deep breath and reassured herself again, "Huuft... Huuft... Okay, okay... Take a deep breath and everything will be fine. Just act normal, Hinata. You can do this..."
With a forced smile and her hands on her hips, Hinata continued her walk, unaware of Kiba's head sticking out of the window behind her.