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Around the same time, Naruto and others were eating ramen at Ichiraku.
There were five people, Ino, Sakura, Naruto, Chouji, and Shikamaru.
Lined up at the counter, they were slurping delicious ramen.
Outside was a snowy landscape, but thick steam shrouded the inside of the warm shop.
The five of them were sweating as they filled their stomachs with ramen that was almost hot enough to burn their tongues.
“Oh, right… I don’t want to ruin it.”
Naruto took the bordered scarf from his neck, folded it carefully, and put it under the counter.
The scarf was unfamiliar to Sakura.
The scarf that Hinata was knitting was red, and it didn’t look like something bought from a store.
It was hand-knit.
Sakura became curious and asked Naruto about it.
“Hey, Naruto… about that scarf…”
As Sakura pointed to the scarf under the counter and began her question, Ino raised her voice.
“Oh, Hinata! If you haven’t had dinner yet, want to eat with us?”
Hinata appeared in front of Ichiraku, warmly clothed and holding a gift bag.
Naruto also noticed Hinata and greeted her.
“Today is my treat.”
Hinata noticed that Naruto was there and became hesitant.
“B… but…”
Sakura stood from her seat to let Hinata sit next to Naruto.
“No need to hold back. Look, you can sit here.”
“O… okay…”
Just as the hesitating Hinata sat down next to Naruto, two of Naruto’s fangirls entered the shop.
“Naruto-senpai! Did you like the presents from before?”
“…Thanks. Oh, right, you guys eat something you like.
It’s my thanks for the presents. Oh, you too, Hinata!”
“Thanks for the meeeeal! Senpai, let’s eat here togeeether!”
The two fangirls dragged Naruto away, clinging to his chest.
Watching them, Hinata quietly stood from her seat.
“I’m sorry. I’m actually already full…”
With an apologetic expression, she started to leave holding the gift bag.
Sakura furrowed her brow as she spoke to Naruto.
“Walk her home?”
“Walk her home…? Hinata…? Why?”
“Eh… because, for a girl that age to be alone on the streets at night…”
“Huh? Hinata’s strong!
Anyone in the village trying to bother her would be…”
Hinata left the shop to run away.
“You idiot!”
Sakura glared at Naruto and ran out of the shop, chasing after Hinata.
“What happened just now? What was that? Did I do something?”
Naruto began to ask his friends—but Ino let forth an exasperated sigh, and Chouji and Shikamaru just silently continued eating their ramen without any concern.
There were five people, Ino, Sakura, Naruto, Chouji, and Shikamaru.
Lined up at the counter, they were slurping delicious ramen.
Outside was a snowy landscape, but thick steam shrouded the inside of the warm shop.
The five of them were sweating as they filled their stomachs with ramen that was almost hot enough to burn their tongues.
“Oh, right… I don’t want to ruin it.”
Naruto took the bordered scarf from his neck, folded it carefully, and put it under the counter.
The scarf was unfamiliar to Sakura.
The scarf that Hinata was knitting was red, and it didn’t look like something bought from a store.
It was hand-knit.
Sakura became curious and asked Naruto about it.
“Hey, Naruto… about that scarf…”
As Sakura pointed to the scarf under the counter and began her question, Ino raised her voice.
“Oh, Hinata! If you haven’t had dinner yet, want to eat with us?”
Hinata appeared in front of Ichiraku, warmly clothed and holding a gift bag.
Naruto also noticed Hinata and greeted her.
“Today is my treat.”
Hinata noticed that Naruto was there and became hesitant.
“B… but…”
Sakura stood from her seat to let Hinata sit next to Naruto.
“No need to hold back. Look, you can sit here.”
“O… okay…”
Just as the hesitating Hinata sat down next to Naruto, two of Naruto’s fangirls entered the shop.
“Naruto-senpai! Did you like the presents from before?”
“…Thanks. Oh, right, you guys eat something you like.
It’s my thanks for the presents. Oh, you too, Hinata!”
“Thanks for the meeeeal! Senpai, let’s eat here togeeether!”
The two fangirls dragged Naruto away, clinging to his chest.
Watching them, Hinata quietly stood from her seat.
“I’m sorry. I’m actually already full…”
With an apologetic expression, she started to leave holding the gift bag.
Sakura furrowed her brow as she spoke to Naruto.
“Walk her home?”
“Walk her home…? Hinata…? Why?”
“Eh… because, for a girl that age to be alone on the streets at night…”
“Huh? Hinata’s strong!
Anyone in the village trying to bother her would be…”
Hinata left the shop to run away.
“You idiot!”
Sakura glared at Naruto and ran out of the shop, chasing after Hinata.
“What happened just now? What was that? Did I do something?”
Naruto began to ask his friends—but Ino let forth an exasperated sigh, and Chouji and Shikamaru just silently continued eating their ramen without any concern.
