[Ding.]
[Congratulations, Host. You have successfully obtained the "Danger Pre-Warning" function.]
[You may now add individuals to your protection list.]
Perfect.
Sasuke immediately added Sakura Haruno and Ayame to the protected list.
With the system's girlfriend protection feature activated, he finally felt at ease.
…
Sakura had always complained that her parents were too ordinary.
In the ninja world, bloodline limits meant everything.
The Byakugan, the Sharingan, the Nara clan's shadow techniques, the Akimichi clan's expansion techniques, the Aburame clan's insect techniques—even Ino Yamanaka, who grew up with her, had her family's secret arts.
Only Sakura's family had nothing special to pass down.
Her parents were ninjas, yes—but painfully ordinary.
They couldn't give her any powerful inheritance.
…
But now, for the first time in her life, she was in love.
Being with Sasuke made her feel truly happy.
Last night, she had been worried her parents wouldn't accept it.
Yet this morning, as she ate the breakfast they prepared, her heart felt warm.
Having a boyfriend—and receiving her parents' approval—was something worth cherishing.
After eating, Sakura excitedly headed toward Sasuke's house.
If Sasuke didn't come looking for her—
Then she would go to him.
After all, she had always been the one chasing him before.
She couldn't suddenly expect Sasuke to do all the pursuing just because they were officially together.
That wasn't her style.
…
The streets of Konoha were lively that day.
Sakura bought a carefully chosen breakfast for Sasuke and happily made her way over.
She had considered cooking herself.
But she knew her cooking skills were… questionable at best.
There was no way she would let her beloved Sasuke suffer through that.
So she used her allowance to buy something delicious instead.
In the past, Sasuke had always refused.
But now she was his girlfriend.
Surely he would accept it happily.
…
What she didn't expect—
Was that Sasuke was still sleeping.
When he opened the door—
"Oh, it's you, Sakura. Come in."
He looked exhausted.
And honestly, he had reason to be.
He had only just fallen asleep when Sakura knocked.
"Husband, tomorrow is the Ninja Academy graduation exam. You can be lazy today, but not tomorrow."
As she spoke, she leaned up and kissed him.
She loved him too much.
She was willing to give more of herself to him.
"Tomorrow is the graduation exam?"
Sasuke hadn't even considered that.
So he and Sakura hadn't officially graduated yet.
That meant tomorrow would be interesting.
The familiar Konoha Twelve would appear.
And, of course—
Hinata.
And Ino.
…
Half an hour later, Sakura ended up falling asleep beside him.
They slept until the afternoon.
She only woke when Sasuke's playful teasing stirred her from her dreams.
Her face flushed instantly.
Sasuke whispered sweet words to calm her.
What followed was filled with warmth and closeness.
It wasn't until deep into the night that Sasuke finally stopped.
Then he personally went to the kitchen and prepared Ichiraku-style ramen for her.
Sakura was stunned.
"Husband, you can make ramen too? It's so good!"
"Sasuke, you're amazing!"
Sasuke yawned.
Even with the Nine-Tails' chakra nourishing his body, and despite staying active through the night before—
His body was strong.
But his mind was starting to feel the strain.
It was like staying up all night gaming in his previous life.
Not physical exhaustion—
Mental fatigue.
Rest wasn't just for the body.
It was for the mind.
'Looks like I need to sign in for a powerful mental ability next.'
Only then could he go days without sleep and remain sharp.
…
For now, sleep was the priority.
As soon as he relaxed, drowsiness overwhelmed him.
He had no intention of collapsing from overexertion—not when his harem life had just begun.
As for his timid past life—
He felt no attachment to it.
This life was bold.
Free.
Exhilarating.
…
Back in his own house, Sasuke showered, changed into clean sleepwear, and lay down.
The Naruto world was strange—both ancient and modern.
There were no guns, tanks, or airplanes.
Yet electricity and appliances were everywhere—televisions, washing machines, microwaves.
Living alone was convenient.
The Uchiha clan still had assets left behind.
When the time came, he would reclaim everything from the Third Hokage.
Everything belonging to the Uchiha—
Belonged to him.
…
The sun rose high into a bright sky.
Naruto, devastated from last night, was still snoring loudly.
Even in his dreams, he muttered:
"Sakura… don't leave me…"
"Sasuke… you're the worst…"
…
As for Sakura—
She had gone to bed early after being thoroughly exhausted.
She woke up late in the morning.
Her parents had already left for work.
Her family was ordinary. Both Kizashi and Mebuki worked steady jobs.
Supporting Sakura wasn't difficult for them.
But work was necessary—without it, survival wasn't possible.
Ordinary people had no choice.
No work meant no food.
On the table lay a note.
"Sakura, we won't interfere too much in your relationship with Sasuke."
"As your parents, we only care whether you're happy and eating well."
It was unusually tender.
Perhaps Sasuke's display last night had shaken them.
"Breakfast is in the kitchen. Don't forget to eat."
Reading the note, Sakura's heart warmed.