Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master

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If this isn't dealt with quickly, Naruto will definitely be burned alive!

Chapter 141 As long as you get her out of retirement, even severed limbs can be reattached.

Jiraiya looked back and, sure enough, the two people from before had vanished without a trace.

At this point, he couldn't afford to pursue them anymore.

Jiraiya acted swiftly, pulling a scroll covered in runes from his ninja tool pouch and spreading it out on the ground with a whoosh.

His hands moved swiftly, forming a series of complex hand seals, as he shouted, "Fire Sealing Seal!"

As the spell was activated, the runes on the scroll suddenly lit up with a ghostly blue light.

Suddenly, a strange suction force appeared out of nowhere—

The black flames that were raging on Naruto's body seemed to be drawn away by an invisible hand, slowly leaving Naruto's clothes and skin, turning into wisps of black fire that flew toward the scroll!

Naruto breathed a long sigh of relief as he watched the black flames on his chest being completely absorbed, and then collapsed to the ground.

His orange jacket had a charred hole the size of a bowl burned into the front, and his close-fitting shirt underneath was also burned, curled, and yellowed.

Lifting his shirt, a patch of bright red blisters bulged on his chest, with several scorch marks.

"hiss--"

A gust of wind blew, and a searing pain shot through Naruto's body. He gasped in pain, wincing and clutching his chest.

Seeing Naruto injured, Jiraiya's anger flared up again.

Those two brats are really something, daring to recklessly pursue an S-rank rogue ninja, it's utterly ridiculous.

If I hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable...

"Naruto! You brat!"

Jiraiya raised his fist, as big as a clay pot, and gave Naruto a hard knock on the forehead.

Naruto was busy checking his wounds when he was suddenly struck hard, the pain making him see stars: "Ouch—"

"You lecherous immortal, why did you hit me?!"

Why did I hit you?!

Jiraiya was furious and almost wanted to hit the kid again. "You have the nerve to ask? Are you two idiots?!"

"Their target is very likely the Nine-Tails! You two actually dare to follow them directly? Are you courting death?!"

……

Dozens of miles outside Konoha Village, two figures moved at an extremely fast speed through the dense forest.

It was Itachi Uchiha and Kisame Hoshigaki who were rapidly retreating.

The wind whistled past my ears, and the shadows of the surrounding trees flew away.

After confirming that there were no pursuers behind him, Itachi slowed down.

The two flew forward for a few more minutes, finally getting completely away from Konoha's territory.

At that moment, the weasel flicked its coat and leaped down from a high tree branch, landing steadily in an open forest.

Kisame jumped down right behind him, looked around, and breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that no tail was following.

"Hoo—" Kisame let out a long breath and leaned against a tree trunk, panting heavily.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he grinned with a mixture of lingering fear and helplessness: "Big Seven, that was really dangerous!"

Kisame said with some regret, "But, is it really a bad idea for us to just run away without even fighting this time?"

Itachi did not answer immediately.

He was slightly out of breath, knelt on one knee, closed his eyes, and covered his right eye with his hand—

The side effects of using "Amaterasu" were now taking effect, and blood was trickling down the corner of his right eye.

Seeing this, Kisame also stopped smiling and frowned, asking with concern, "You fought Shichi-san, are you alright?"

Itachi waved his hand. "It's nothing."

He stood up, let out a long breath, and said, "If we get entangled with that guy in Konoha and attract other people, we'll all be killed."

Kisame nodded upon hearing this, a look of approval on his face: "Indeed, you might still be able to fight him, but I'm not so sure. The gap is just too big."

After a brief silence, Kisame's smile faded, and he asked seriously, "But... since Jiraiya is staying in Konoha, how are we going to complete the mission?"

His words carried a hint of seriousness.

They had a clear purpose for infiltrating Konoha, but now that they had encountered such a change of events, and the mission seemed unlikely to continue, he couldn't help but hesitate.

Upon hearing this, Itachi lowered his eyelids slightly, his expression revealing neither joy nor anger.

"Abandon the mission and return to Amegakure."

"The mission has failed! Konoha will definitely strengthen its defenses now, there's no point in staying any longer."

Kisame paused for a moment, stood up, stretched his slightly sore shoulders, and hoisted Samehada behind his back.

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it!"

To be honest, he had little interest in this mission to begin with, and now that it was exactly what he wanted, he was happy to go along with it.

After saying those words, Itachi did not say anything more.

He took one last deep look in the direction of Konoha Village.

This time, he no longer rushed as fast as he had come, but instead resumed his previous leisurely and carefree pace.

Under the moonlight, the slender figure of the weasel gradually disappeared into the shadows of the forest.

His steps were neither hurried nor slow, and he even seemed relaxed.

He has achieved his goal of returning to Konoha.

Sasuke is fine!

A gentle night breeze rustled through the forests surrounding Konoha Village.

Jiraiya put away the scroll, took a slight breath, looked around to confirm that the enemy had indeed fled far away and there was no trace of them left, and then shook his head helplessly: "They ran fast."

He didn't have a better solution in this situation.

Let's take them to the hospital to get checked out first.

"Naruto, let's go!"

After confirming that the enemy had fled far away, Jiraiya did not linger any longer.

He quickly turned around, picked up the unconscious Sasuke, called out to the equally wounded blond boy beside him, and then the two of them sped off towards Konoha Village.

Before long, the two arrived at Konoha Hospital.

The quiet of the emergency room in the dead of night was abruptly broken by the sound of the door being pushed open.

Upon seeing Jiraiya carrying Sasuke, who was covered in blood, several on-duty medical staff rushed forward in alarm.

The nurse quickly brought over a stretcher, gently placed Sasuke on the emergency bed, and hurriedly took him to the treatment room.

On the other side, several medical staff surrounded Naruto and urgently checked his injuries.

After a thorough examination, the results were soon available.

A doctor wiped the sweat from his brow and reported to Jiraiya, "Naruto's injuries aren't serious. The burns on his chest had already started to heal when he arrived at the hospital, so we didn't even need to apply any medicine."

His words betrayed his amazement—such an astonishing recovery speed is truly rare.

However, the doctor's next words made Naruto's heart sink: "The other child's condition is much more serious."

The doctor sighed, pushed up his glasses, and looked gravely at Sasuke, who was still unconscious. "His neck was hit hard, and his body is severely overdrawn due to excessive use of chakra. He needs a long period of rest and recovery... The most troublesome thing is his right leg."

"Sasuke's right leg?!" Naruto's heart clenched upon hearing this, and he stepped forward, urgently asking, "What happened?!"

The doctor shrugged helplessly and explained, "According to the examination, Sasuke's right ankle was dislocated yesterday. However, he did not receive timely treatment and instead forced himself to sprint at high speed after the injury, causing considerable secondary damage to the joint and ligaments."

He paused here, then added, "Although the injury is quite serious, fortunately the problem is not complicated. After receiving treatment and recuperation at our hospital for a period of time, his right leg can recover."

Hearing this, Naruto's tense nerves relaxed a little.

"How long will it take to recover?" Naruto asked anxiously. "The Chunin Exams start in nine days!"

The doctor sighed regretfully:

"At least twenty days of rest are needed."

"Time is too tight. Judging from his current injury, he probably won't be able to make it to the Chunin Exams. If he forces himself to play despite his injury, his right leg may suffer permanent damage that will be difficult to recover from in the future."

"this--"

Naruto stood there, speechless for a moment.

Naruto looked at Sasuke, who was still unconscious, with a somewhat somber expression.

Sasuke has already experienced enough bad things today. If he wakes up and finds out that he can't even participate in the Chunin Exams, he will definitely be very sad.

Seeing Naruto's agitated state, Jiraiya patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "Don't worry, I'm about to leave the village to fetch a very skilled medical ninja. With his medical skills, he can fix even a broken leg, let alone this injury!"

"really?!"

Naruto was taken aback by what he heard, then suddenly looked up at Jiraiya with a face full of surprise.

Jiraiya chuckled and gave a confident thumbs-up, saying, "Don't worry! As long as we get her to come out of seclusion, Sasuke's injury is no problem at all. He'll definitely make it to the Chunin Exams!"

……

"Well……"

Sasuke's eyelids lifted heavily, and he gasped for breath.

The next second, he found himself lying flat in a traditional Japanese bedroom.

The paper sliding door was half-open, and morning light shone through the bamboo curtain onto the tatami mats. A faint scent of wood and the lingering warmth of the bedding floated in the air.

Wasn't I knocked unconscious by that beast?!

Sasuke sat up abruptly, his heart pounding.

A quick glance revealed the familiar desk, the wooden practice knife on the wall, and the yellow plush toy beside the pillow…