Chapter 144

"Hm…oh yeah, I remember you. You're that cute blonde girl with all the others making a fanclub for you," said Chouhime, nodding thoughtfully, "You're pretty popular, aren't you?"

Naruto blinked. "Eh?" he looked at Shina. Did she not know about his secret.

"I already said it's too much of a bother to tell." Shina mumbled, chewing idly on the same sausage for the past five minutes.

"Tell what?" asked Chouhime.

"Nothing," grunted the boy, scratching the back of his head irritably.

Chou glanced between the two of them. "Oh…Shina-chan learned something she shouldn't have, didn't she?" she observed, smiling satisfactorily

Naruto threw down his chopsticks, huffing, "Are you BOTH super-detectives or something?"

"Nah, I just know her really well." Chou grinned, swallowing another mouthful of her own lunch, "She bluntly tells people their 'deepest darkest secret' and explain that it was obvious to find it out, and for the next few days they pester her about it. To make sure she doesn't say anything or they just give up on her."

Naruto's eye twitched, "So this is a common thing for her…"

"Yeaaaah," she drawled, patting him on the head with a smile. "It's okay though, she didn't mean anything by it."

He would've been appeased by that, if it weren't for the fact that interrogating her really wasn't his only intention.

"Meh, 'she'll' likely stick around until she gets bored anyway…" Shina commented, finally giving enough of a crap to finally swallow the sausage down.

Or until my cum is leaking out of your pussy, Naruto snarked mentally, Whichever comes first.

"Keep thinking that…"

She can read minds too?!

"No, your face is too easy to read."

"Tch."

"Haha! You guys are funny!"

You're not safe from this either!

"Well, that's her choice."

COME ON!

Naruto gave up once again and flopped back into a laying down position, a small thump and larger one after that soon followed.

"…So…the weather's nice." He managed.

"Yeah, plenty of clouds…"

"Nice day for a barbecue~"

"Every day is a good day for a barbecue with you."

"You know it!"

He had a distinct impression that it would be quite a while before he could tempt either girl…or at least Shina. Chouhime seemed like she'd have some curiosity about it.

GoF

After a while, Naruto said goodbye to the two girls and made his way home. Along the way, however, he noticed a store with a familiar name on it. 'Yamanaka Hana-ya.' Huh. I wonder… He changed course and made for the flower store.

He was greeted…with a bright smile, by a woman with long, beautiful blonde hair and a new heavenly aura around her, "Hello? Welcome to Yamanaka's flowers. Are you looking for anything in particular?" she asked.

Naruto shook his head, stunned from the strange sunny personality that seemed to infect his senses. He took a moment to observe the woman herself. She was tall and slender, with gentle but definite curves that were not hidden at all by her modest blue dress, which hugged her sizable bosom and clung to a taut stomach, hinting at her belly button. Her skin was gently tanned and her bangs were kept out of her eyes by a Konoha Hitai-ate.

"Ah…hi, I'm a friend of Ino's, so-"

"Hm? Oh, you must be Naruto. My daughter talks about you SO much; you know, you're the only close friend she has made beyond Sakura, she seems to love the two of you so much~" the woman stepped around the counter and held out a hand, "Hello Naruto, my name is Yamanaka Inori, I'm Ino's father."

Naruto blinked…and looked her up and down, "Uh…father?" A woman like this as the father

"Yes."

…Naruto was rather, confused, he assumed that most fathers were rather…different. This woman downright SCREAMED motherly to him. Sure, they were both girls in the relationship but…it seemed that each had followed a certain decorum…

Then again, he'd never met any other fathers except Sasami's and his own, even if briefly. Maybe he'd been only seeing the few examples of variety among them at that point. Still, Inori had a body that could certainly match any MILF. Hm…a dad version of a MILF? A DILF? That works, right?

"Eh? N-Naruto-ku-chan?!" came a surprised voice. He looked around to see Ino standing at a door at the back of the room. In a side by side comparison, she looked exactly like her father, save for her clothes. Her skin glistened ever so slightly, as if she'd just gotten out of the shower, and a white tank-top clung to her torso, showcasing the generous curve of her own breasts, but also leaving a tantalizing slice of stomach visible. She wore a pink skirt that just barely reached her mid-thigh. Her flaxen hair was tied back in its usual ponytail.

From her rather sexy and casual entrance…Naruto had found a way to relieve his stress from trying to speak to Shina for the day. Of course, there was the matter of her father being not two feet from-

"Well, I suppose you don't want your stuffy old father hanging around while you are with your friends, I need to go to the groceries for dinner tonight so I won't be back for a few hours. You two have fun alright? Ino, make sure to man the store while I'm gone." Inori waved cheerfully as she walked out the front door, a bell ringing as it swung shut.

Ino turned to Naruto, an eyebrow raised. "So? What brings you all the way here?" she asked casually.