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Chapter 3

Early the next morning, Konohamaru found himself waking up in his office, his back cracking from his poor sleeping form. Already, he felt stressed out just by looking at the piles and piles of documents on his desk. Remembering that he barely slept last night, he set out to take a short nap despite waking up just now.

But, unfortunately for the Hokage, he couldn't even do that when someone suddenly barged into his office, slamming the door behind him.

Konohamaru groaned. "What now?" he mumbled to himself before lifting his head.

There, standing dauntingly in front of him, was none other than Boruto Uzumaki. The Hokage didn't even find it irritating anymore how his former students lacked respect towards him as the Hokage of the village.

"What is it now, Boruto?" he asked grudgingly, tired and in desperate need of rest.

"Let me take on the personal bodyguard mission as well, Konohamaru-nii-chan," he said so straightforwardly that Konohamaru was taken back for a moment. "Under the same jurisdiction as Sarada's client."

The Hokage only sighed. "And why exactly would I do that when I already assigned you and Mitsuki an A-ranked mission?"

"I don't mind doing the same thing, Hokage-sama," Mitsuki, whom he hadn't noticed at all, suddenly spoke up from behind Boruto. "I think it would be interesting to take on such a mission."

Boruto nodded in agreement. "We'll be cancelling the A-ranked mission," he confidently said. "Besides, why is it only Sarada who gets to have all the fun? If you need inside help against those rich civilians, then we don't mind being just that."

Konohamaru narrowed his eyes in suspicion as he stared at the two of them. "I recall only telling you two about the mission. I don't remember telling you about my needing inside help against them."

Boruto only laughed awkwardly, totally giving him away. However, Mitsuki simply smiled and said, "We did some snooping last night after you had your well needed rest."

"You—"

"Come on, Konohamaru-nii-chan," Boruto urged. "Don't you need more exceptional ninjas for this job?"

"Yes, as much as I need exceptional ninjas for other A-ranked missions," their former sensei stressed. "Boruto, do you even know the weight of this sort of mission? If either of you mess up, it'll be the end of the whole country's economic progress. This might instigate a new war, one that ninjutsu can't exactly help with.

"And what the hell do I do with your A-ranked mission?"

Boruto simply grinned the same arrogant grin he'd always had. "Just give it to Shikadai and the guys. They're more than capable," he said. "And, not to mention, currently free of missions."

"And we understand the weight of the mission, Hokage-sama," Mitsuki added in. "Besides, isn't this considered an A-ranked mission as well?"

Konohamaru groaned in his seat. Originally, the reason he hadn't given Boruto and Mitsuki the same mission as Sarada is because most of the clients were male. But no one said these men didn't have wives or mistresses with them . . .

"Alright," Konohamaru mumbled, feeling this was bad idea. "Fine. But if any of you, including Sarada, mess this mission up, I will start sending you on D-missions for the rest of your lives as shinobi. Understand?"

Boruto grinned in triumph. "You can count on us, Konohamaru-nii-chan."

"'Hokage', Boruto," Konohamaru corrected, annoyed and tired. "How many times do I have to correct you? I'm not your sensei anymore."

But Boruto simply ignored his former sensei's words. "So, who are we assigned to?"

Konohamaru sighed. "In the light that you three work better when your nearer to each other, I've decided to assign both of you, Boruto and Mitsuki, to Madam Maruwaki and Miss Maruwaki respectively. They're the wife and daughter of Mister Raiku Maruwaki, the person Sarada's assigned to.

"Basically, all you have to do is act like regular bodyguards but with the condition that you will do everything they tell you to do regardless if the act is part of your assigned role or not. This is the reason it was made into an A-grade mission because only exceptional ninjas with great cognitive and decision-making skills can make the cut. These clients can and will command you to do just about anything, Boruto.

"However, we have agreed that the ninjas assigned to them will not be used to harm anyone or be used as some sort of shield or weapon. If they fail to comply with this, then the agreement is over and you'll be free. You're to work as their bodyguards for the next six months.

"That aside, I need both of you to always remain calm and composed. I need you to be my eyes and ears. If you see or hear about anything suspicious that we can use against them and get solid proof of it, don't hesitate to report back. Don't act rashly and stupidly. Am I understood, Boruto? Mitsuki?"

Konohamaru eyed the both of them, especially Boruto, who had a knack for getting into trouble like his late father used to. Both of his former students were brimming with excitement and anticipation especially since this will be their first mission since the last five months of recovery from the previous war.

Thinking back to it, the whole village – no, the whole country – had lost its most exceptional ninjas in the war against the Organization and Kawaki. No words could fill the gaping sorrow and loss in his chest for his fallen comrades and former teachers but he couldn't stay wallowing and mourning for their deaths.

After all, he now had the responsibility to look out for the seeds they had left. The seeds who had already grown into strong and healthy plants.

"Alright!" Boruto yelled in excitement after they left the Hokage's office, pumping his fists up in the air.

"You're quite happy about this, aren't you?" Mitsuki asked his teammate with a knowing smile.

"Of course," the blonde boy responded.

Mitsuki couldn't help but chuckle. "Is it because you get to watch over Sarada?"

Busted.

Boruto could only blush, his face and neck flushed red as a tomato. Ducking his head in embarrassment, Boruto looked away from his intuitive teammate and reluctantly nodded. "Is it that obvious?"

But, instead of answering, Mitsuki simply laughed as they strode down the village to a certain kunoichi's house.

It was already noon when Sarada felt like going out to train.

She usually did it with Boruto or Mitsuki or both, but right now she couldn't stand to see her blonde teammate or face the curious look of her snake-eyed friend after he sees the dark circles under her eyes.

After last night, she had been a mess.

She couldn't sleep a wink after Boruto left. She kept wondering and overthinking about what had just happened between the two of them. She couldn't help but wonder why the hell he did what he did last night.

Sarada felt like she shouldn't know but at the same time should.

"I'm coming with you."

…was what he said but was she really going to believe it? Last night, she couldn't even get to ask as he suddenly leapt off after saying those words.

Groaning in frustration, Sarada picked up and wore her gear before storming off to the training grounds in the forest.

As she walked down the path to her destination, she spotted two figures ahead.

"Himawari-chan! Inojin!"

Noticing their friend, the two artists smiled and waved in unison. "Are you off to the training grounds, Sarada?" Inojin asked.

Sarada nodded. "I see you've already been there yourself. Did you guys have fun?" she asked, throwing a knowing smirk at the girl beside him. Himawari could only blush.

Kami, she even resembles him when she blushes.

"Yeah, we did," Inojin answered, oblivious to Himawari's reaction. "I taught her how to do some ninjutsus while she taught me how to draw better."

"He's really improving a lot," Himawari chimed in with a lot of enthusiasm.

"She's doing just as much, too," Inojin added, smiling.

Sarada could only inwardly roll her eyes. "Well, that's great," she said, smiling at her two friends. "I hope I get to see both of your progress soon. I'll go make some improvement on my own as well."

"Good luck," Inojin said as he and Himawari waved goodbye.

As she continued to walk, Sarada couldn't help but sigh. She couldn't help but think about those two earlier and how they somehow complemented each other well. Sarada inwardly chuckled as she remembered how thickheaded and dense Inojin was to Himawari's feelings for him.

It reminded her of another thickheaded blonde in the process.

"No, don't," she scolded herself as an image of Boruto popped up in her head again. "You are not going to think about him for the rest of the day and that's final."

Sarada did her best to clear up her mind. However, because of her whirling and distracting thoughts, she didn't notice the figure following closely behind her.