[ he's starting to look pleased by naruto's impressed reaction to hinata's food-fame, but the question makes him freeze like a prey animal, smile twitching up a little awkwardly. ]
Well.. yeah, I mean-- [ the truth is, he likes ramen a normal amount, not the way his dad can have it for every meal and then for a snack, too. is it gonna hurt naruto's feelings if he admits that, though..? (wow, he certainly never thought this would be something he'd have to worry about.) ] Uh, burgers are my favorite food, though. [ he scratches the back of his head, sheepish. ] And I like spicy stuff. [ much to his friends' dismay when boruto gets to pick up lunch.
he eases back down onto the windowsill once more, stretching his legs out and crossing the ankles. ]
We go to Ichiraku sometimes, though. Me and you, I mean. That's how I found out about Mom on the wall.
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Well.. yeah, I mean-- [ the truth is, he likes ramen a normal amount, not the way his dad can have it for every meal and then for a snack, too. is it gonna hurt naruto's feelings if he admits that, though..? (wow, he certainly never thought this would be something he'd have to worry about.) ] Uh, burgers are my favorite food, though. [ he scratches the back of his head, sheepish. ] And I like spicy stuff. [ much to his friends' dismay when boruto gets to pick up lunch.
he eases back down onto the windowsill once more, stretching his legs out and crossing the ankles. ]
We go to Ichiraku sometimes, though. Me and you, I mean. That's how I found out about Mom on the wall.