Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master!

Chapter 14 How could Sasuke steal the dumpling-making technique his father taught him?

Beside the bridge railing, Sakura was adoring Sasuke, chattering away, seemingly asking him if he slept well last night and what he wanted to eat today.

Sasuke remained aloof and indifferent, his hands in his pockets, gazing into the distance, not giving Sakura even a glance.

Naruto: "..."

hateful!

It's happening again!

Why does Sakura always hang around that annoying Sasuke?!

I'm clearly... I'm clearly better than him!

And... I'm going to learn some amazing ninjutsu soon!

A sour feeling of jealousy welled up in Naruto's heart.

He pursed his lips, snorted unhappily, and without even bothering to say hello, walked straight to the other side of the bridge, took out a rubber ball from his pocket, took a deep breath, and began practicing making the ball.

Naruto placed the ball in his left palm and pressed his right hand against it, trying to recall the teachings of his "father" in his dream.

He concentrated, held his breath, and mobilized his chakra, trying to make it spin rapidly in his palm.

"drink!!"

Naruto grinned and used all his strength.

However, condensing and rotating chakra was far more difficult than he had imagined.

The chakra in his palm would sometimes gather a little and then instantly dissipate, making it impossible to form an effective rotational force.

The rubber ball in his hand was only slightly deformed by the chaotic chakra flow and wobbled a couple of times. It was far from exploding, let alone reaching its target.

"Damn it! What's going on?! It didn't feel this difficult in the dream!"

Naruto was sweating profusely with anxiety, but he dared not relax for a moment.

He didn't give up; he gritted his teeth and tried again and again tirelessly.

His strange behavior naturally attracted the attention of the two people next to him.

Sakura was initially entangled with Sasuke, but she was quickly drawn to Naruto's comical appearance as he struggled against thin air with a ferocious expression.

Sasuke also turned his head slightly, glancing at the constantly deforming rubber ball in Naruto's hand, and at the faint but definitely present chakra fluctuations in his palm. A barely perceptible interest flashed deep in his dark pupils.

"This guy... he's actually practicing that technique from my dream?" Sasuke thought to himself.

Although yesterday's dream was absurd, the blue ball that the Fourth Hokage displayed at the end was quite powerful, easily snapping such a thick tree in half...

As Sasuke recalled the last scene of his dream, a sense of curiosity arose involuntarily about the technique Naruto was trying.

"If... this loser can really learn that technique from a dream... then wouldn't that mean..."

A thought arose in Sasuke's mind.

In order to defeat that person and for revenge, he must become stronger at all costs!

He would not let go of any opportunity to improve his strength.

With that thought in mind, Sasuke no longer hesitated.

He subtly moved closer to Naruto, who was intently fiddling with the ball, and casually glanced at it, asking in a tone that was as calm as possible but couldn't hide a hint of stiffness:

"Hey, you loser, what are you... up to?"

Sasuke tried his best to appear indifferent, but his burning eyes had already betrayed his inner curiosity and desire.

Naruto, who was focused on making a Rasengan, was startled by Sasuke's sudden conversation, and the chakra in his hands dissipated instantly.

He turned his head sharply and found Sasuke staring at the ball in his hand with a strange look, and alarm bells went off in his mind.

"What's wrong with Sasuke today? Why is he standing so close?! And staring intently at my ball? Could it be... he's trying to steal my technique?"

Upon realizing this possibility, Naruto immediately became anxious.

This is the profound secret that "Dad" personally taught him in his dream!

It is his secret weapon for defeating Sasuke, winning over Sakura, and becoming Hokage in the future.

How could that jerk Sasuke have stolen my skills?!

"snort!"

Naruto suddenly turned around, immediately putting his left hand holding the ball behind his back, and turned his back to Sasuke, adopting a defensive posture that said "don't let me see".

"Trying to steal the secret techniques my dad taught me? No way! Not even a crack in the window! Once I've mastered them, I'll beat you to a pulp right in front of Sakura! I'll show you who the real strongest in Team 7 is!"

Thinking angrily, Naruto trained even harder.

His face flushed red, and he gathered his chakra again, vigorously rubbing the ball in his hands.

Sasuke: "..."

Seeing Naruto's guarded, thieving manner, Sasuke's temple throbbed with unease.

Just then, Sakura also came over.

She looked curiously at the crumpled ball in Naruto's hand and asked with concern, "Hey, Naruto, what new ninjutsu are you practicing? It looks like you're putting in a lot of effort."

Upon hearing Sakura's voice, Naruto's wariness vanished instantly, replaced by a smug smile.

He immediately turned around, held the ball up like a precious treasure in front of Sakura, puffed out his chest, and proudly announced:

"Hehe! That's right! This is an incredibly powerful ninjutsu! Once I master it, you'll definitely look at me in a completely different light!"

Sasuke was so angry that he rolled his eyes and almost couldn't resist giving those two idiots a good fireball each.

However, Sakura did pique Naruto's curiosity.

She stared at the ordinary rubber ball in Naruto's hand, blinked, and asked curiously, "Oh? Really? Then... what's the name of this ninjutsu? It seems really powerful."

"Name? Name?" Naruto was taken aback by the question, scratching his even messier blond hair, trying to recall the name his "father" seemed to have mentioned in his dream yesterday... What was it again? It seemed... quite long and difficult to pronounce...

After struggling for a long time, he finally... seemed to... grasp a vague impression.

He answered somewhat uncertainly, "Uh...it seems...it seems to be called something like...two white-haired balls, like popsicles?"

Sakura: "..."

Sasuke: "..."

The two of them simultaneously gave each other looks as if they were looking at an idiot.

Sakura sighed and facepalmed, "Naruto, you big idiot! What ninjutsu has such a long and weird name? You must be daydreaming."

Sasuke was also speechless, completely giving up any hope of getting any useful information out of this idiot.

"I actually believed it just now... thinking that this loser could learn some amazing ninjutsu from a dream... I'm so incredibly stupid," Sasuke thought to himself.

"Yes, it really exists!"

Naruto felt incredibly wronged and stomped his feet in frustration.

"In my dream last night, my dad—ah, no, the one who taught me ninjutsu, that's what he said, although... uh, I can't quite remember..."

Sakura and Sasuke exchanged a glance, too lazy to pay him any more attention, and instead began to complain in unison about why Kakashi hadn't arrived yet.

"Kakashi-sensei is really something! He's late again!"

"Hmph, it's always the same."