The feeling of waiting is like falling under Tsukuyomi's illusion, every minute and second will become as long as millions of years.
Itachi washed his hands, sat down next to Naruto and started eating his beloved dessert. Naruto took the opportunity to come over, narrowed his eyes, and shook Itachi's arm: "Itachi~~~Are you thirsty? I'll get you some matcha."
"... Not thirsty." Naruto's behavior was a little strange.
"... Are you hot?" Naruto quickly changed the subject.
"... It's autumn now." Helpless, the fox has no idea about the four seasons.
"... Are you hungry?" He continued to talk nonsense.
"... We just finished dinner."
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