Naruto: Naruto's Uchiha girlfriend is too arrogant

Chapter 610 The Gap in Relationships

"...Excuse me," Naruto raised his hand, his expression a mixture of confusion and absurdity, "that sentence you just said, 'Eliminate all the impossible options one by one, and the one left, no matter how impossible, is the truth,' did you come up with that sentence yourself?"

"I saw that sentence in a book."

"……Book?"

"Yes, that's right." Mikoto nodded, not finding anything out of place about the statement, her expression remaining serious and earnest. "It's a very interesting book."

She paused abruptly at this point.

With her eyes slightly narrowed, Mikoto suddenly reached out without warning, her movements swift and precise, grabbing the hem of Naruto's clothes and lifting it up immediately!

Satsuki couldn't defend herself. With her reaction speed and insight, no hostile action could get her close... But this person is Uchiha Mikoto.

Moreover, just a second before Mikoto lifted her clothes, her face still had that serious expression that said, "We're having a nice chat about the novel," and there wasn't even the slightest sign in her eyes that she was about to make a move.

By the time Satsuki came to her senses and realized what her mother had done, Naruto's stomach had already been seen by Mikoto.

Of course, Mikoto's purpose was simple and pure, without any other intention. She saw it—on Naruto's stomach, there was a sealing technique formula that she had seen before.

"What are you doing!" Satsuki's face turned bright red instantly. She rushed forward, grabbed Mikoto's wrists with both hands, and forcefully pulled her hands off Naruto's clothes. Then she pulled Naruto's clothes down hard.

"...So it's true after all?"

Mikoto let her hands be pried open, neither resisting nor getting angry. On the surface, she remained serious, showing no outward signs of emotion—but beneath that composed exterior, her mind was racing at an unprecedented pace. She looked at Satsuki.

Satsuki took a deep breath. In any case, she and Naruto weren't afraid of their identities being exposed, and from the beginning, they hadn't considered this an absolute secret.

She just hadn't expected to be exposed this way. She glanced at Naruto, who was awkwardly looking down, straightening his clothes and smoothing out the wrinkled fabric bit by bit, his movements somewhat clumsy.

Noticing Zuoyue's gaze, he nodded at her.

Satsuki withdrew her gaze, closed her eyes, and after a moment, reopened them. Her black pupils had turned crimson, and three tomoe slowly rotated around them. Mikoto, standing there, could clearly feel the fluctuations of chakra emanating from the young girl in front of her.

...Aside from seeming much stronger, the texture of this eye power is almost exactly the same as Sasuke's.

It wasn't a similarity, a coincidence, or a minor deviation that could be explained by the same family bloodline; it was an absolute consistency, as if they were carved from the same mold.

"I see." Mikoto nodded thoughtfully, her tone calm. "Looks like I guessed right."

"That's right. But you're really amazing, figuring this out from just such a small clue." Naruto straightened his clothes, stood up straight again, and spoke with genuine admiration. This wasn't the first time; in his world, Uchiha Mikoto had also recognized Sasuke who had traveled from the future.

Mikoto Uchiha has an exceptionally keen sensitivity to emotions.

"Oh..." Mikoto continued nodding, slowly and steadily, her expression remaining calm.

Naruto looked at her with a smile, thinking that the matter had been peacefully over.

Satsuki stood to the side, her face turned away, the blush on her ears not yet completely gone. She was naturally shy, and now that her identity had been confirmed by this world's mother in this way, she didn't know what expression to wear when facing Mikoto.

Fortunately, the mother in this world doesn't have memories of her previous world, so it shouldn't be a problem...

"...Are you kidding me?!"

Mikoto suddenly clutched her head with both hands, running her fingers through her meticulously combed black hair, and her voice instantly rose to a completely different decibel level than before.

The calm, composed, and articulate Uchiha Mikoto from just moments ago has vanished, replaced by a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

"Am I still dreaming?! Did I get up wrong this morning?! And you two are admitting it way too readily?!"

"What kind of expression should I wear when I face you all? Why did my son suddenly turn into a daughter?!"

Naruto stared in disbelief at Mikoto's exasperated and devastated expression.

"Huh? Are you surprised?"

"It was more than an accident! It was terrifying!"

Naruto carefully considered his words, his lips twitching involuntarily, and finally chose what he thought was the least offensive way to express himself.

"Uh, you're more energetic than I imagined."

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When Mikoto finally calmed down, she put one hand to her forehead, took a few deep breaths, and barely managed to suppress the overwhelming emotions she had just felt.

Her chest was still rising and falling slightly, but the expression on her face had slowly recovered from "cosmic explosion" to "barely able to continue the conversation".

She raised her eyes and looked at the two people in front of her—the black-haired young girl in front of her, according to the conclusion she had just reached, was basically her daughter from another world, while the blond young man next to her was the future daughter-in-law she had long ago decided on… who had become her son-in-law.

"...Alright." Mikoto squeezed her eyes shut for a moment. "I need to process this for a bit. Although I really want to keep asking you two why you were following Sasuke, right now that your true identities are like this, we can put those questions aside for now."

She subconsciously wanted to ask, "How did you come from that world?", but she swallowed the words back as soon as they reached her lips.

This thing is probably some kind of complicated forbidden technique or bloodline limit. If it involves secrets that can't be told to outsiders, it would be awkward for everyone if we asked.

So she changed her approach, choosing a question that she felt she cared about deeply and that the other person would definitely find easy to answer.

"You two." Mikoto's tone regained its composure, but a hint of tension flickered in her eyes. "What's your relationship now?"

"My...relationship with Satsuki?"

"Hmm. That's not hard to answer, is it? Are you partners? Companions? Or—"

She swallowed the rest of her sentence, realizing her heart was pounding uncontrollably. She screamed a single sentence in her mind, her voice hoarse, but her face remained impassive—"Don't be friends. Don't tell me we're friends. And don't tell me we're 'best partners' or 'friends who are more than friends.'"

She'd had enough of this ambiguous way of defining things with her own son and didn't want to experience it again in another version.

Naruto blushed slightly. His gaze flickered towards Satsuki for a moment. "We... are husband and wife."

"...Husband and wife? You mean, you're dating, and your relationship is so good that it's practically like a married couple, calling each other 'husband' and 'wife,' right? That's the kind of thing that's popular among young people these days, the kind where you're not officially registered but are already..."

"No." Naruto shook his head, cutting off Mikoto's desperate attempt to give him a way out. "It's a couple in the literal sense. The kind that's already had a wedding. Not just 'like a couple,' but a couple."

"...How did you manage to do that?"

"How did you do that?" Naruto was a little confused about the specifics of the question. "Well... we just spent a lot of time together. From the moment we met, to gradually getting to know each other, a lot of things happened in between. We went through all sorts of battles together, and we also spent many peaceful days together."

"From strangers to friends, from friends to..." He paused, glancing at Satsuki again, a slight smile playing on his lips, "...boyfriend and girlfriend."

"Then we went from boyfriend and girlfriend to engaged. Then I felt the time was right to give this relationship a formal status, so I proposed to her. She said yes. And then we got married. That's how we've come this far, step by step."

Mikoto covered her forehead with one hand, pressing her fingers firmly against her temples. The man had taken the initiative. "That's right," she told herself, a complex mix of relief and resentment. After all, most normal relationships are like this.

The problem is, her son's personality is so awkward that his mother wants to crack open his skull and stuff a dating guide inside!

Even when inviting someone to a movie, he insists on saying, "You have nothing else to do anyway," and even when buying an extra movie ticket, he makes up excuses like, "I just bought it on the spur of the moment!" What's with all the arguing?