Chapter 115: chapter 115
"Ah… they aren't as refined, or passionate. They love to cook as well, but they are rather passive or laid back, not so proactive as me…I guess it's a good thing, so they aren't glared at by the owners of businesses when they go to buy groceries. Instead of striving for perfection, they follow other ways of cooking. Megumi…her dishes are the healthiest, outside of making ramen. She always knows how to make her food as agreeable to customer as possible. And Ayame sees food as simply a way to make connections and friends; it's not so much the food that's enjoyable, as it is the memories made around making and eating it, so a good dish means people will come back again to become regular customers."
"Hmm… okay, how are you so passionate then in… the harsh way? Why don't you just tell them the problems with the dish instead of just insulting it?"
"W-well… I was, rather mean spirited and haughty at the time, I'll admit. The fact is, the world needs to have a critic telling it what's wrong; it's how people improve, not just in cooking. 'Carrying things is hard and heavy work,' made a cart to carry the objects easily, 'it's hard to keep so many details in our heads,' made writing to remember by writing it down, 'there are too many of us in one place squabbling over one another for land like a bunch of idiots,' made civilization. While I won't go so far to say somebody criticized ways of life and that's how they changed, somebody has always been dissatisfied by something, so that prompted them to change for the better. Now that we're in an age where varying opinions and 'good enough' exists, so there has to be someone that tells the 'good enough' to get better."
Naruto snorted. "Yeah, well, if the Academy's taught me anything, it's that people can be pretty damn...er, drastic? Drastic, when it comes to 'getting better' at something, especially if it means being better than others. Improving is good, no doubt about that, but not if everyone comes into conflict over it, dattebayo." He scratched his head ruefully. "Or, y'know, something along those lines. It sounds right to me."
"Yes… I suppose you're right." She sighed, "It won't matter if I tell them, they will get defensive and try to say their way is right… unless I show them they are wrong." She nodded silently to herself, and Naruto vaguely felt like he did something bad, "Well, I'm done here, do you want to find that dessert now?"
Naruto agreed, and they left their money and unfinished bowls, much to the owners ire.
GoF
Kushina sat at one of the tables in the cafe, her back to the couple so that there would be less chance of them noticing her. With their in-depth conversation and debate (and since when could her son follow a philosophical conversation like that?!) they hadn't even realized that she'd been there. Truth be told, she didn't find the food all that bad, but she found herself being impressed somewhat by Erina's impassioned speech. While she was still suspicious of why the older girl was hanging around her son, she could at least appreciate that she wasn't just taking advantage of him…
"Excuse me, miss? Here's your check."
Kushina nodded absentmindedly, digging into her pocket…
And rapidly paling when she realized that she'd forgotten to bring her wallet with her, in her rush to follow Naruto.
And thus, the redheaded woman was forced to spend the afternoon as a waitress to pay off her meal, thus losing track of Naruto and Erina's date.
GoF
"Huh. This is pretty far," Naruto said, looking around at the neighborhood, "I don't think I've ever been this near the edge of the village. This is where that one place is, right?"
"Yes," said Erina, nodding, "It's a small place, but…well it has a certain 'charm,' I suppose."
As they walked, Naruto took a moment to appreciate Erina's figure; he hadn't had the pleasure of doing so since he hadn't been proactive in getting girls except by accident or Hanabi. Her hips, covered as they were by her skirt, were definitely wide enough to be noticeable through the cloth; her ass was just round enough to leave an impression through it. Her breasts were decently sized, hugged by her sweater enough to show how firm and perky they were. He wondered just what she was wearing underneath those modest clothes…
Then something caught his foot and he stumbled.
He yelped as he fell forward, Erina stopped for a second to look behind her at the sound, only to yelp herself as Naruto fell into her; they crumpled to the ground quickly because of this.
Naruto groaned, his knees punished for the way they hit the ground, he tried to sit up when-
His hands brushed against skin… soft skin, with a bountiful, firm pillowy-ness underneath. He looked up to see a red Erina, as his hands somehow found themselves up her sweater, cupping at her magnificent pair. For a moment, the two of them stared at each other.
"P-P-PERVERT!"
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