Boruto Fills Up Aunt Sakura นิยาย & เรื่องราว

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

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

Tyr continued. Kurama replied, “The Fukuda family is said to know alchemy. Previously, I was on the verge of death due to my obsession with ninjutsu practice. Sakura was the one who saved me by giving me two magical pills. My part of the deal is that I have to send some people to the Celestial Empire to map out the royal tomb.” “You could go mad by practicing ninjutsu?” Garfield asked curiously from the side. “Before that happened, I was 190 cm tall,” Kurama said helplessly.

Twilight POV Sora and I met up at a park. “I can’t get over how precious she is. What’s her name?” “Natsumi. She’s turning two in August.” “She's even more precious now. You better watch out because I might kidnap her one day.” She joked. “Short Stuff, funny running into you here.” Seriously, who else, that I know, will pop up? I have nothing against Hansuke, but still. “Speaking of, since when did you start babysitting?” He asked Sora.

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.

It's been a week since Lyra's attack and I've been a bit too overprotective on who walks in and out of the room. Mum smiled, "Don't worry, this house is guarded by top-notch pack members and securities you have nothing to worry about" she stated trying to sound convincing. Kato growled as much protective as I am. I nod letting out a breath and walking out with her. We walked out to the garden taking slow steps in a comfortable silence which I wished would go on as right now I want anything but to talk. "Lyra is going to be okay. She has healing abilities as you can see she must have not mastered them yet, that's why it's taking a little bit too long but she's going to be okay" She adds up st

Something he promised me the other day "You look beautiful, Nina," my Aunt Sakura says in Awe. The rest of my aunts walk over to me gushing over how beautiful I am. I guess when people say something to you long enough you start to see what they mean so I smile a bright one "The ceremony starts in 10 minutes is everyone ready," Sakura asked and I nodded. Everyone says their yeses and that's that. A knock comes at the door stopping the happy chatter "Come in" I yell turning to look at the door to find Dario with a sunken expression. Frowning I grab the bottom half of my dress so I don't trip and I walk to him

“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.

“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.