Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master!

Chapter 27 Sakura: Naruto is handsome? That's impossible!

Hinata, sitting in the audience in front of the screen, had tears welling up in her eyes.

His expression, a mixture of loneliness and self-encouragement, pierced her heart.

Naruto-kun... has he always been this strong?

Even in my dreams, I still strive to improve myself.

Hinata's eyes flickered, her admiration and pity for Naruto deepening even further.

Sakura, on the other hand, shrugged as if it were nothing out of the ordinary and said, "You saw it too, Naruto in the dream had his parents with him. That's why he was even a bit more composed than usual."

Kakashi nodded thoughtfully upon hearing this, then turned his gaze back to the screen.

In the scene, Kushina gently pats Naruto's head at the dining table: "Alright, stop making that face. Eat quickly before it gets cold, then go practice your Rasengan in the backyard. Your dad will definitely check your progress when he gets back."

"Hehe, that's true!"

Upon hearing this, Naruto's gloom vanished, and he smiled again, grabbing a rice ball and swallowing it in a few bites.

"I'll do my best, and I'll definitely surprise Dad when he gets back!"

As he spoke, he had already devoured his breakfast in a flash, and then, under Kushina's amused gaze, he dashed out of the house and ran towards the training ground in the backyard.

In the backyard, there were wooden targets and practice stakes, clearly the place where the father and son practiced on weekdays.

Naruto took out a brand new rubber ball from his ninja tool bag, held it in his hand, and steadied himself.

His gaze was intense as he recalled the guidance his father had given him, and he began to slowly gather chakra in his hands.

Pale blue chakra condensed and spun in Naruto's palm, emitting a deep hum.

Naruto frowned, focusing intently on controlling the flow of chakra as he continuously struck the ball in his hands.

However, just two or three seconds later, Naruto suddenly felt a lightness in his palm—

A muffled thud!

The rubber ball in his hand suddenly burst open, scattering fragments everywhere!

Naruto froze, staring dumbfounded at the fragment of the ball's skin still clinging to his hand: "That's... done?!"

He recalled that in reality, when he practiced the second stage of the Rasengan, he worked hard all day and it was extremely difficult to even make a crack in the ball.

But just now, with such a casual movement, the ball was shattered into pieces?!

Naruto opened his right hand in disbelief, his palm still warm from the chakra circulation.

A strong sense of doubt flashed through his mind.

Why is cultivation in dreams so easy?

Could it be that... chakra in dreams is more obedient than in reality?

Countless thoughts raced through the boy's mind in an instant.

He recalled the smooth, effortless feeling he had experienced during his previous practice and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "I always feel... that using chakra in my dreams is much easier... Could this be my true strength?"

In the audience, Kakashi's pupils contracted slightly as he witnessed this scene, revealing a thoughtful expression.

What Naruto didn't know was that the Nine-Tails was sealed inside him in reality, and his chakra control was constantly being interfered with.

In his dreams, however, he was able to unleash his full power without any hindrance... even more so than before.

"If that's really the case..."

Kakashi was secretly alarmed, but he couldn't be sure for the moment.

He decided to wait and see and see what happened.

Sakura looked at Kakashi in surprise: "Naruto succeeded so easily? Kakashi-sensei, is the second stage of the Rasengan really that simple?"

Kakashi shook his head and said solemnly, "It's not simple. In fact, it took the Fourth Hokage three years to develop this ninjutsu."

Hinata, standing nearby, only half understood what was going on, but she didn't dwell on the technical details. Instead, she gazed at Naruto on the screen with starry eyes and couldn't help but whisper in admiration, "Naruto-kun is so amazing..."

Her pretty face flushed slightly, and a sweet feeling welled up in her heart.

The Naruto in my dream is so strong and outstanding... Looking closely, he seems even more handsome and confident than the real Naruto.

Hinata stared blankly at the blond boy, full of vigor and spirit in the morning light on the screen.

Naruto's image was reflected in her clear white eyes, and even the corners of her eyes were tinged with a smile: "Naruto-kun... looks so different."

"Huh?" Sakura tilted her head to look at Hinata, somewhat amused and exasperated. "How is it different? Aren't you still the bottom of the class?"

"Hmm..." Hinata's pretty face flushed red. Realizing that she had blurted out her true feelings, she hurriedly waved her hands. "N-no, that's not what I meant. I meant... Naruto-kun in my dream seemed even more handsome and cheerful."

"Huh? Naruto... handsome?" Sakura repeated the comment with a strange expression. She found it hard to believe that these two words could appear in the same sentence at the same time.

At the same time, the image of Naruto in real life appeared in his mind—

Always grinning foolishly, carefree and easygoing, with sloppy and unkempt clothes...

Take a closer look at Naruto on the screen.

There really are some differences.

In the dream, Naruto was dressed neatly and cleanly, with his hair in a neat style. He stood tall and looked a little taller. His face was full of a confident and sunny smile, and his whole body seemed to be shining.

The student who was usually disliked for being at the bottom of the class has unknowingly revealed a touch of youthful vigor.

"snort."

Sakura snorted and turned her face away, refusing to look any longer. She was unwilling to admit that Naruto had a handsome side.

[Ding! Sakura Haruno's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +100!]

[Ding! Hinata Hyuga's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +200!]

On the screen, Naruto was still puzzled by his progress.

He stood there pondering for a moment, just about to try again, when he suddenly heard his mother Kushina's voice calling from inside the house: "Naruto—someone's ringing the doorbell, go answer the door!"

"oh!"

Naruto responded loudly, quickly dusted off his hands, and hurried out of the backyard, running towards the mansion gate.

Upon entering the foyer, the doorbell continued to ring, suggesting that the visitor outside was quite patient.

"Who would come knocking on our door so early in the morning?"

Naruto scratched his head, somewhat puzzled, but still reached out and turned the doorknob, slowly opening the door.

The scene outside the door came into view, and Naruto's eyes widened in surprise.

Standing outside the door was none other than Hiashi Hyuga, the dignified yet refined head of the Hyuga clan.

His eldest daughter, Hinata Hyuga, stood quietly half a step away from him.

Hiashi Hyuga wore a loose yet elegant dark kimono, with a white-sleeved robe draped over it featuring a tribal pattern. His long, dark purple hair cascaded down his back like a waterfall.

With his hands behind his back, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and the headband on his forehead highlighted his white eyes, making him appear even more extraordinary.

At this moment, the Hyuga clan leader wore a warm smile, completely unlike his usual cold and stern demeanor when addressing his clansmen. He gazed gently at Naruto, who looked on in astonishment.

Hinata, standing behind him, seemed somewhat uneasy.

The little girl stood prettily half a step behind her father, looking around at Naruto's house with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness.

She held a rectangular gift box carefully wrapped in silk cloth in both hands, cautiously peeking out half of her face to steal a glance at Naruto standing inside the door.

"Good morning, Naruto." Hiashi nodded slightly and greeted him gently. "Excuse me. I brought my daughter along; I hope we didn't disturb you?"

Naruto snapped out of his daze and was about to blurt out that it was the strange girl in his class before graduation.

But the thought of being scolded by my mother if I said that made me realize I was being difficult.

He quickly waved his hand, somewhat awkwardly saying, "Um... my dad isn't home right now... uh, my mom is!"

Unlike his usual habit of calling people "strange uncle" and giving them nicknames, Naruto, who suddenly wanted to speak properly and be a good boy in front of his mother, was at a loss for words and began to stutter.

He scratched the back of his head and forced a smile, "If you need to see my dad, you might have to come back later..."