READ NOVEL ONLINE Chapter 5: Chapter 5: What Year Is It?
The dinner was simple but had a strange atmosphere. Haruto ate calmly, though he hesitated internally between enjoying himself and securing his position first. Aiko, though discreet, occasionally glanced at him, her cheeks blushing slightly each time their eyes met. Hana, on the other hand, tried to keep a light conversation, attempting to ease the palpable tension around the table. Hiroshi seemed lost in his thoughts, a tension noticeable in his every move.
After the meal, Hiroshi led Haruto to a small guest room at the back of the house. The room was simple but well-kept, with a neatly folded futon in the center and a small window overlooking the garden.
"Are you sure you don't prefer staying in my room? It's the main bedroom, it would be much more comfortable," Hiroshi offered hesitantly.
Haruto gently shook his head, his expression showing a feigned serenity. "It's not necessary, and it might alert Hana unnecessarily," he replied, adding to himself with an inner smile: I'll leave it to you for now, your main bedroom, Hiroshi.
Hiroshi nodded, somewhat convinced. "Alright, but make yourself at home, doctor. You can stay as long as you want. It's the least we can do for someone who helps us."
Haruto slightly bowed his head. "Thank you for your hospitality. I will make sure your trust is rewarded."
Hiroshi then left the room, leaving Haruto alone.
After unfolding the futon and lying down on it, Haruto stared at the ceiling of the small room, letting his thoughts wander freely. A part of him, uncontrollable, urged him to give in to his most primal desires, constantly evoking in his mind the elegant and seductive figures of Hana and Aiko. Doesn't he deserve to enjoy himself after what he's been through so far? Otherwise, what's the point of changing worlds? A mischievous smile touched his lips.
However, his rationality quickly took over, sweeping away his desires. Haruto sat up slightly, refocusing on the importance of his situation. He is in the world of Naruto after all, a universe where dangers lurk around every corner. He cannot afford to waste the unique opportunity he has been given by giving in to his primal urges.
He took a deep breath, his gaze hardening. Not to mention that a few houses away resides a ninja against whom he has no means of fighting. Haruto clenched his fists, promising to prioritize his safety. Safety first, he murmured inwardly.
Haruto glanced at his pants, where a tent had formed despite himself. Sighing, he murmured to himself: "Patience, little brother. One more week, and your moment of glory will come."
The first rays of sunlight passed through the window, lighting up Haruto's face and gently waking him from his sleep.
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He opened his eyes with a sigh, then stretched slowly on the futon. Looking at the unfamiliar ceiling, he remembered that it was not a dream: he was indeed in the world of Naruto.
Suddenly, the system panel materialized in front of him.
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System Notification: You have received +90 faith points. Current total: 573
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Haruto sat up, a satisfied smile spreading across his lips. "Well, little Hiroshi is quite productive," he murmured with a hint of irony, amused by the blind fervor of his new follower.
Feeling a bit hungry, he got up, quickly tidied his clothes, and headed to the dining room. Upon arriving, he saw Hana tidying up the house, a scarf around her hair and an apron tied around her waist.
"Good morning," Haruto said, his voice calm but tinged with feigned politeness.
Hana turned to him with a warm smile. "Good morning, doctor. Did you sleep well?"
Haruto nodded gently. "Yes, thank you. Your house is very peaceful."
Hana gestured to the table. "Your breakfast is ready, help yourself. Hiroshi insisted that everything be in order for you before he left."
Haruto sat at the table and began to enjoy his meal, his eyes occasionally wandering to Hana's elegant figure as she continued to tidy up. He watched her graceful movements, each gesture filled with the charm and sensuality of a mature woman.
"Where is Hiroshi?" he asked, slightly curious.
"He left early this morning to hunt," Hana replied, adjusting some items on a shelf. "He wanted to make sure we have enough provisions. He is very keen to do well, especially at the moment."
"And your daughter?"
Hana paused for a moment, thinking. "Aiko went to her fiancé's parents. She is learning sewing with her fiancé's mother."
Haruto nodded, quietly enjoying his meal while continuing to exchange small talk with Hana. Then, suddenly, he slapped his forehead, realizing he still didn't know what era of Naruto he was in. He then asked Hana:
"So, is the war over?" trying to stay very vague to avoid sounding strange.
Hana looked at him oddly but replied: "Not on all fronts, but most. The Land of Water withdrew four months ago, and Konoha and Iwa signed a peace treaty two months ago. And the Yellow Flash of Konoha has just been announced as the Fourth Hokage."
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Dear readers, I hope you have enjoyed the story so far. This is my first story, so please be indulgent. I feel like it is progressing slowly because I am trying to make it as realistic as possible. I want my protagonist to think with his head and not with his dick, even though I know why you are here ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). Let me know if you want me to speed up the pace or not.
I would also like to know your opinions on the dialogues and points of view. I need your advice. And finally, do you think we should actively humiliate Hiroshi in the sex scenes, make him as cuckolded as possible, to spice up the R18 scenes or not?