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Naruto: Freeloading is Great! 2 [8]

Hoshino stared in confusion at the three glaring at each other.

It was perfectly reasonable that Sasuke would glare at her nemesis Hinata and at that annoying Sakura. But why were Hinata and Sakura glaring at each other too? Did something happen between them?

Wait a second…

Could it be… Sakura also fell for Naruto?

Hoshino’s eyes shifted toward Naruto.
To make two little girls plus Sasuke all jealous over him—what a sinful creature. Must be nice. I want to be the chosen one too.

“C-class almost over yet…? I already… already…”

Naruto’s body had been squirming nonstop for a while now. By this point, she was trembling.

Tch, this brat is such a pain.

“Hinata, can I borrow your water cup?”

“M-my cup!?”

Hinata squeaked.

Th-this… this must be thirst! An indirect kiss!?

“I think you wouldn’t mind. After all, your love runs so deep.”

“Eep!”

Hoshino’s words turned Hinata into a furnace.

He… he found out? He realized my feelings!?

“You’d be happy, right? Wouldn’t you?”

“…Y-yes. Please… use it.”

Just as Hoshino predicted, Hinata shyly, happily pushed the cup toward him.

As expected of Hinata—she could even accept something like this with open arms.

Marveling at how great Hinata’s love was, Hoshino handed the cup over to Naruto.

“Here. If you really can’t hold it anymore, just use this. Hinata will block everyone’s view for you.”

“Hoshino… don’t tell me you want—”

“What’s there to be afraid of? Hinata already said she doesn’t mind. Just take it as giving her some benefits.”

“Don’t joke about that!!” ×2

Both Naruto and Hinata looked at Hoshino in shock.

Hinata couldn’t believe it—her water cup, actually being lent out as Naruto’s emergency toilet!?

Who the hell wouldn’t mind that!? That’s not a benefit, it’s torture!

Luckily, Naruto rejected the idea before Hinata even had to jump in.

“I-I… I’d rather die than do something that perverted!”

“You’re the one saying you can’t hold it anymore, and I’m the pervert?”

“You want me to do it in class, in front of everyone—of course you’re a pervert! Ugh, I’m not… I can’t…”

Hoshino was speechless at this brat.

He’d already told him: just raise your hand, tell Iruka you need the toilet, done. But no—Naruto insisted saying it in front of the whole class was too embarrassing, so he kept holding it in. Always saving face at the weirdest times.

Now Hoshino had given him a second idea, and he still complained it was rotten. Why not just piss yourself right here, and forever after be known as “the Piss-King.” Serves you right.

Hoshino was already looking forward to that day, when he could mock Naruto forever. But at that exact crisis point, the bell for the end of second period rang.

“Tch, class ended. No chance to see the show.”

“Y-you’re disappointed!? Sadistic pervert!”

“Quit yapping. Going or not? Hurry up.”

The first floor of the academy was almost entirely first-year classrooms.

Classes had just started. Everything was new, so the kids mostly stayed in their rooms, bonding with their little groups.

The halls were empty. Even the toilets were deserted.

In that quiet, Hoshino and Naruto reached the restroom.

Since they were here anyway, Hoshino figured, might as well relieve himself too. He stepped forward—

“Oi, Naruto, where’re you going?”

“Talk later—d-don’t grab my hand, I’m… about to leak—ugh!”

“No, no, no. Don’t you see you’re headed right for the red sign on the right? That’s the wrong one.”

“Red? What’s wrong with red? Going in red is the right choice, let me go!”

Naruto yanked her hand free and bolted straight into the red-signed restroom.

“Huh? Huh huh? Don’t tell me… in this world blue is for women, red is for men?”

Hoshino stared dumbfounded at the two doors—blue left, red right.

This was another world. If the rules were a little different from his past life, that wasn’t impossible.

After all, Sakura had gone into the blue-marked restroom before, claiming it was for men. And now Naruto ran into the red, saying it was for women.

Two cases in a row. Hard to believe it was coincidence.

But wait—at the New Year’s shrine festival, he’d gone to the public toilet too. Which color had he gone into back then?

Blue? N-no, maybe it was red?

“Ahhhhhhh! My head’s a mess. In this world, is it blue for men or red!?”

Completely muddled by Sakura and Naruto, Hoshino began doubting his own memory.

He decided to strip memory out of it and analyze purely by risk and reward.

If the blue on the left was the women’s room, and he went in, once caught, he’d be dead.

But if the red on the right was the women’s room, then at least Naruto was inside. Even if he got caught, he could say, ‘I only came in to catch Naruto the pervert.’

In other words, blue was high risk. Red was no risk.

Sure, memory and instinct both screamed red should be women’s, and Sakura and Naruto only went the “wrong” way because they were perverts. But still…

I really want to take this chance to see what a women’s toilet looks like.

All these years, and I’ve never once seen one. With my current age and cover, when else will I get such a perfect opportunity!?

“Cough! I-I’m definitely not doing this on purpose. It’s just… just a misunderstanding!”

And so, after a “perfect” risk analysis and facing his true desires, Hoshino marched into the red-signed restroom, praying, Please, let red be the women’s and not the men’s…

Just after Hoshino entered, a little girl with pale-blond hair walked over.

Ino had had enough of dealing with those two lunatics, Chōji and Shikamaru, in the classroom. Using “bathroom break” as an excuse, she escaped.

Of course, if she went back with dry hands, she’d be suspected of not washing up. So she really did have to stop by the sinks inside.

That’s when she saw, from afar, Naruto and Hoshino both walk into the red-signed restroom.

“Huh? Isn’t red for girls? …What did Dad and Mom tell me last night again?”

Ino tried hard to remember, but her mother’s long-winded lecture blurred together. So she focused on her father’s words.

“Dad said something like, ‘I can’t go into red.’ Did he mean himself, or me? …Must’ve meant me. After all, both the fox brat and Hoshino went in the red one.”

Unable to be sure, Ino decided to trust the majority. She walked into the blue-signed restroom on the left.

Meanwhile, Sasuke came running down from the classroom, anxiety written all over her face. She stopped in front of the toilets, staring at the blue door.

She was terrified that Hoshino might get tangled up with Naruto again. She had to talk to him alone, make him promise not to vent his “flames” on Naruto anymore.

“Hoshino has to be in there… I-it’s fine, I’m a b-boy. Going into the men’s toilet is perfectly, perfectly normal!”

At last, unable to wait another moment, Sasuke bit her lip and stepped through the blue door.

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T/N: EICCAIFASIFOIASOFIOSAIFOAISFO

This is a fan translation of 火影之软饭真好吃 by 肾亏能力者 All rights to the original work belong to the creator. Please support them by exploring their original work or sharing it with others if you can. Thank you for reading and supporting my efforts to bring this story to a wider audience!


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