Chapter 8

The first thing I saw was the white, clean ceiling. Heh, brings back memories. Maternity hospital again?

The second thing I saw was Kiba's worried face. Shit. I'm alive. I've already tuned in for the restart.

- Naruto, you're awake! - He shook me joyfully. Well, now it doesn't hurt that much.

- Brother! – it immediately sounded from somewhere a little further away. I shift my gaze, moving my neck with difficulty. So, here comes Kiba's older sister, Hana. A beautiful girl, a little older than me and her brother, but the features of the clan hardly showed up on her, even her eyes were ordinary, only teeth were slightly pointed, but not to the level of even the younger Kiba, whose genes had not really begun to awaken at all.

- A! Oh! Sorry, are you okay? We just came to visit you... and, that's right, we brought gifts too! – spontaneity itself. And again forgetting about my condition, he patted me on the shoulder.

- Brother! - a little quieter, but the reproach is many times greater. So funny. Complete opposites, although they are brother and sister.

- Feels like all my limbs are in place, and I'm even alive. By the way, my friend, I repeated your feat, and even multiplied it! Saved two girls! – I grinned.

- Hehe, this is definitely my friend! I'll just say this time – you even managed to outdo me! – the rather grinning Inuzuka said proudly, slapping me on the shoulder....again.

- Brother! – for some reason I suddenly wanted to pretend to be dead. Hana still has a certain core... in this frightening tone.

- Oh, um, that's... I guess I'll go, get well! – and my first friend flew out of the room like a bullet.

- Naruto, forgive my brother. Kiba was just worried, and he couldn't express it any other way. I hope he didn't hurt you too much? - Damn, she's so caring. I can even melt.

- No, everything is okay. The arm's already been fused, so it's only slightly unpleasant, but not painful. Don't scold him too much, I also get everything, he can't express his feelings any other way. - I answered honestly with pleading eyes. Well, I don't want to expose my friend for sincere concern. So let's try to mitigate the punishment.

- You are too kind. We'll come back later, but for now, rest, hero. – She said cheerfully, but still with a bit of modesty. She doesn't have the cockiness of her clan.

So my sister followed my brother, and soon the door opened and the doctor silently began to examine me. Apparently, Hana told him that I had woken up. A couple of questions about the condition, pupil clearance, listening to the lungs and a couple of medical jutsu. And the doctor began to go away. Hey, where's the diagnosis?

- Um, what's wrong with me? – not knowing how to address him, and not suffering from particular politeness, pretending to hesitate a little, I ask him directly.

- Everything is fine, only minor bruises and exhaustion remain, which is not surprising after your injuries, young man. Just rest, and tomorrow we will discharge you. – the doctor calmly answered me. And where is the prejudice towards the petty demon? Did someone "grease the palm"? Or he simply doesn't care? Well, or are there still a couple of ordinary non-clan people in the village who don't see me as pain in Konoha's ass?

- That's amazing regeneration! – Already from the other side of the door the voice of the leaving doctor was heard. You know, I can hear you!

But in the evening there was real "mindblow", and I was even ready to repeat the showdown with those shinobi, by the way, no one bothered to explain to me why I suffered in the first place! By lunchtime even the Hokage visited me. I still don't know how to feel about him.

Chatted about the Will of Fire. He inquired about my health and congratulated me on my feat. Smiling with just his lips somehow sarcastically. Happy with the increase in the money given out for benefits, and with a bonus as an exemplary citizen this month, for the same feat. He complained about a bunch of things to do and disappeared, leaving me to think about this conversation. Damn, I don't even get how to relate to him. Well, that's the exact expression "there are no absolutely good or bad people."

But back to the evening. At first I heard the patter of feet, then it suddenly stopped abruptly, and after a while, three princesses walked into my room (yes, that's right), proudly not noticing each other. Ino and two black-haired girls, very similar to the one I saw yesterday.

They walked in majestically, "not noticing" each other and addressing only me. Moreover, Ino kept trying to make this couple blame for my condition. Well, in general, essentially it's my own fault, nothing would have happened if I hadn't thrown a kunai. And they would just rush past me. But I fell for the task.

A minute later their parents saw it all too. To be more precise, the girls' mother, a gorgeous woman with black eyes, like her daughters, voluminous breasts... I hope this couple will grow the same, khm, why were we talking about? Ah, ye, and black curly hair.

Ino's father also joined us. A figure I was somewhat wary of. It was hard not to show it; I didn't even look at the message logs. I was afraid of getting burned; experienced shinobi might suspect something by the movement of my eyes "reading something."

As it became known a little later, the trio of women, girls... um, a female specimens, belonged to the Uchiha clan. However, it could be know if I remember the task. Yep, I'm just dumb a litle. The woman was the sister of the head, and the girls were cousins of Itachi and Sasuke. Situation, seems to me, is not very good.

Well, as it turned out, the adults didn't really care about me. A woman named Maya thanked her for saving her daughters, said that on behalf of the entire clan, I am now a welcome guest in their quarter (I don't really want to provoke other clans by coming to visit this clan), and switched to Inoichi.

He also thanked me for saving Ino, complaining that he had been busy before, and in a much softer form invited me to them "for a cup of tea," clearly playing on the fact that orphans are always hungry, and I shouldn't be exception. I could clearly see it in his words. And I wasn't even averse to "eating" him once.

Well, then, as I already said, the adults let the children talk, and with some degree of encouragement, looking at the actions of their daughters... which, in my opinion, is simply eating my brain!

So only after they left, I realize how tense I had been all this time and how mentally exhausted I was. Even the conversation with the Hokage was easier. He perceived me as just a child, while this couple of adults openly studied my reactions, views... and everything in general! And it was impossible to show that the conversations of children were not particularly interesting to me, especially girls. Although, in the end, Inoichi still chuckled to "saved the hero from communication," complaining, however, that I had not yet fully recovered and "it's time for honest folks to be abed." But paranoia whispered that the adults were still able to catch that from the chatter of this trio with their eternal heels to each other, I was just tired! Yes, I didn't even really get what these three girls wanted to convey to me, politely assisting, nodding or remaining silent when they again jabbed each other with words.

And then it was time to sort out the logs, and at the same time take a look at the reinstalled system.