Boruto Fills In Aunt Sakura Novels & Stories

“Just us.” Breakfast waited in the same serene dining room as before. Low table, floor cushions, the gentle clink of porcelain against lacquer. Sakura wore pale lavender today, her hair pinned with a single jade comb shaped like a crane. Haruto sat at the head in quiet charcoal, already reviewing something on a slim tablet while sipping matcha. Dante,black cashmere sweater, dark jeans, sleeves pushed to his elbows, settled beside me, one hand resting casually on my thigh beneath the table the moment we knelt.

“If you even touch any of them, I’ll make you and the people of the Shindan Way’s lives a living hell!” “Even Hector Thompson has to pay the price!” Sakura Miyamoto showed a worried expression on her face while tapping her perking chest. “How terrifying! I’m so scared! “What shall I do? “Maybe I should just think of a way to relieve my tension!” Sakura then swung her backhand across Kait Walker’s face. With the sound of a loud slap, Kait’s beautiful face showed a red palm print.

“Oh, not yet, Sakura-chan. Let little brother feel the pain.” Ruta looked at him curiously. “Seriously?” Yuta smiled. “Oops. I mean, you can check on him but if he can heal by his own, then it’s not necessary to heal him.” Jai smiled at Yuta’s words while Ruta huffed with a taunting smile. “I see…” the boy said, narrowing his eyes at his big brother while the big brother smirked. Sakura flew silently to Ruta and perched on the boy’s shoulder. Her wings glowed faintly for two seconds before dimming.

Moments later Naruto landed hard, kicking up dust. "Sakura-chan! I'm here, like you asked!" He glanced around, a nervous energy vibrating off him. The air tasted of rain and unspoken desires. Sakura emerged from the shadows beneath a massive oak, her emerald eyes narrowed, a mix of impatience and something hotter swirling within them. She wore a simple, high-necked training top and shorts, but Naruto knew better than to mistake it for innocence. "Took you long enough, Baka," she snapped, but her voice lacked its usual bite. She pushed a strand of pink hair behind her ear, her gaze unwavering. "Hinata let you out, did she?"

said the aunt with an emotional tone but acted funny. "Thank you, I hope I can believe in aunt." "Yes, no problem. So what do you want to say? " “I accept this match, but who is Akira actually? Why is he so similar to the man in my past? " Suddenly Aunt Aira was very happy, but she kept this conversation serious. " Tante, glad you accept this matchmaking. If you ask so aunt will answer it. Actually, Akira is liked by many girls, but somehow he starts to act weird. The longer Akira's strange behavior is allowed, he gets weaker and he has to be rushed to the hospital. He fell into a coma. Until he woke up from his coma, he ran away from the hospital. Akira's aunt and father panicked, immediate

But, the moments she took a swig of her gourd and began gulping down what was contained in it– "But, but, Miko-Sama! I just received a report from the Anbu. A Saint fall was performed in Lustburg." –she was shocked speechless by this incredible news. "*Pfft* *Cough* *Cough* Fucking shit! How many times did I tell you to not give me news like that while I am drinking my Sake? *Cough*" Sakura blushed at the admonishment of the woman whose otherworldly demeanor completely vanished as she spewed all those curses.

Shuji was busy taking care of those who were commiserating with his mother when he turned around and saw his friend Akatsuki and his ex-girlfriend Erika with Hyo. Shuji turned behind them when he saw the person he didn't expect to see again, accompanied by many bodyguards and an old woman. Shuji's eyes immediately searched for his sister before he looked at his friend who called his name. "Brad, when we found out earlier that Auntie died, we immediately got a ticket so we could come to you. It's a good thing this is your address." Akatsuki said to his friend when he immediately approached.

Aunt Rockefeller blurted, “Alright, if there’s any problem, you’ll understand it later. I’ve sealed your bloodline now, so don’t you ever try to use any Blood Burst Art to stimulate your potential! To be frank with you, that Blood Burst Art of yours is akin to killing the goose that lays the golden egg, a temporary remedy that will cause the problem to get worse! Now, your Blood Burst Art has reached a higher level, it will result in a greater overdraft of potential. According to your current overdraft condition, I’m more optimistic about your sister, Suzaku.” “You know about Suzaku?” “She has joined my Ancient Tomb Sect now. She’s my Ancient Tomb Sect’s disciple!” Alex wiped the sweat from

Kirito, about three years old, sat in his mother's arms while looking at the camera. "I would have believed it was Kiroto..." He had green eyes just like Mr and Mrs Hiomi. The bottom of the frame read "Hiomi family" "I didn't know your eye colors change when you grow up" Kurosava said with a wicked smile. He clenched the frame tightly "My stupid brother giving the entire enterprise to this brat... This brat who is not even his own blood!" He threw it aside and looked at his half baked reflection in the mirror.

Scarlet butt in while playfully holding the bottle of champagne placed on the table as she poured some of its content down to a winery glass, “Let her be.” Yamato acted as if he didn’t hear anything coming from her end as he just stared at his daughter. Xiao, on the other hand, felt aggravated upon the sight of her aunt acting bitchy once again, “I’ll leave when this ends,” Xiao announced, making Yamato’s lips form a wide smile, very opposite to Scarlet’s reaction who had just rolled her eyes upon on act.