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reading "naruto the last" novel made me realize just how real his obsessive Behavior is these at these:
the beginning:
Hinata’s… worrying about Hanabi and pushing herself too hard.That was genjutsu… Then, what was that stuff with Hinata? Were those my memories? No, they weren’t regular memories… It was like dreams mixed with memories… So does this mean that for Hinata, I also…
His face reflexively turned red. He briefly glanced at Hinata
when they spend the day together:
they drank it together. Hinata was smiling like a flower. To Naruto, it was a kind of happiness he was feeling for the first time.
Hinata was smiling sadly. Naruto got a little flustered
when he looked at her shoulder :
“…You must be cold dressed like that.”
Naruto glanced at Hinata’s bare arms. Her skin was white, and had a sense of transparency.
“……”
“Don’t look too much… These are mission clothes… so it can’t be helped…”
Hinata shyly hid her exposed arms, and her expression as she blushed and looked down caused Naruto’s chest to tighten.
A-anything is fine… I have to say something! I’ve got to say something! Naruto thought.
when he was gonna confess:
He had to put his current feelings, his emotions, his thoughts, all into honest words and tell Hinata.
Naruto and Hinata took a break. They sat next to each other on the stone floor. Naruto was in awe of Hinata’s face in profile. He felt the impulse to trace that beautiful outline with his fingers.
Hinata suddenly turned her head. Naruto became flustered and averted his gaze.
what Shikamaru saw:
In Shikamaru’s line of sight was Hinata kneeling at a drinking fountain, and Naruto, who wouldn’t leave her side. Even Shikamaru had noticed that Naruto and Hinata were rapidly getting closer.
when he cried about hinata:
"Sitting beside Sakura, Naruto hugged his knees. The flames of the campfire illuminated the side of her face—gazing at a single spot, Naruto didn’t move.
A tear ran down Naruto’s cheek. He had truly fallen in love with someone, confessed, been rejected, and hit rock-bottom.
Naruto was trying to crawl back up. Up the stairway of maturity—from a boy to a man."
this was probably the most cringiest thing I have ever read
the beginning:
Hinata’s… worrying about Hanabi and pushing herself too hard.That was genjutsu… Then, what was that stuff with Hinata? Were those my memories? No, they weren’t regular memories… It was like dreams mixed with memories… So does this mean that for Hinata, I also…
His face reflexively turned red. He briefly glanced at Hinata
when they spend the day together:
they drank it together. Hinata was smiling like a flower. To Naruto, it was a kind of happiness he was feeling for the first time.
Hinata was smiling sadly. Naruto got a little flustered
when he looked at her shoulder :
“…You must be cold dressed like that.”
Naruto glanced at Hinata’s bare arms. Her skin was white, and had a sense of transparency.
“……”
“Don’t look too much… These are mission clothes… so it can’t be helped…”
Hinata shyly hid her exposed arms, and her expression as she blushed and looked down caused Naruto’s chest to tighten.
A-anything is fine… I have to say something! I’ve got to say something! Naruto thought.
when he was gonna confess:
He had to put his current feelings, his emotions, his thoughts, all into honest words and tell Hinata.
Naruto and Hinata took a break. They sat next to each other on the stone floor. Naruto was in awe of Hinata’s face in profile. He felt the impulse to trace that beautiful outline with his fingers.
Hinata suddenly turned her head. Naruto became flustered and averted his gaze.
what Shikamaru saw:
In Shikamaru’s line of sight was Hinata kneeling at a drinking fountain, and Naruto, who wouldn’t leave her side. Even Shikamaru had noticed that Naruto and Hinata were rapidly getting closer.
when he cried about hinata:
"Sitting beside Sakura, Naruto hugged his knees. The flames of the campfire illuminated the side of her face—gazing at a single spot, Naruto didn’t move.
A tear ran down Naruto’s cheek. He had truly fallen in love with someone, confessed, been rejected, and hit rock-bottom.
Naruto was trying to crawl back up. Up the stairway of maturity—from a boy to a man."
this was probably the most cringiest thing I have ever read
