Recently, I have come across texts about pure family love. The kind of relationship between father and son, father and daughter, mother and son, and mother and daughter makes me feel itchy, so I came up with this idea.
It's been a long time since I've read a Naruto fanfic, and it's been a long time since I've written about a Naruto fanfic. Therefore, any similarity is purely coincidental.
This article is a story about the healing of the pure family relationship between the Yondaime-sama and Naruto-chan Shota.
I've been thinking about how happy Naruto would be if the Fourth Generation hadn't died!
Therefore, this article is completely subversive, from the very beginning... Those who are not comfortable should proceed with caution.
There may be thunder, it may be a trap... If you have the courage, please jump
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I am Nvba, the goddess of drought, daughter of the Yellow Emperor, and an immortal zombie.
A fox named Daji broke into my palace. It took my things and played tricks on me.
I was very angry. At this time, the palace ban did not give me face, and kicked me neatly into an unknown ravine.
I decided to sleep for a thousand years!
However, what should I do if I dream while sleeping?
Should we reach out and hold the happiness in our dreams?