Ways to become a Hokage

~CHAPTER 01: Life these days~

Before you guys begin reading, I want to inform you that this book is a sequel. You can continue reading if you want to since I plan on covering up the story by making flashbacks of the past, and to clear the confusion. But I still recommend you read the first book to clearly get an idea of what's going on.

This is the first book's link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/258979010-the-chronicles-of-boruto

Hope y'all enjoy this book!

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Months had passed since Boruto had left Konohagakure and there were still no traces of him.

Sarada had been suffering nightmares and nightmares since the day she'd witnessed the deaths of her two companions. It wasn't usual for her, and she didn't expect to become accustomed to it.

Her father had been appointed as the leader of his own shinobi group, which was continuously away from the village, looking for signs of and hints of any form of disturbance, therefore he was gone for the time being. Her mother was still ahead medic ninja, which meant she was busy as usual.

Sarada did feel her vision blurring day by day, but she never spared it much thought, knowing it would only bother her mother if she told her. Her father had been unusually concerned about her eyes after he'd noticed her displaying signs of constant eye strain, and she still had no clue why.

Training restlessly every day became a thing for her, even coming home with a few broken bones or torn muscles on rare occasions because it was the only thing that helped her forget about everything and focus on her dream of becoming a Hokage.

Boruto was obviously selfish, deserting the village, but— well, maybe he did it for the sake of the welfare of the village and its people, but in her point of view, it was extremely selfish. He had left her with no clues, no explanations, after rejecting everything. Even after she had realized her feelings toward him, and wanted to let him know, he had left her, clueless, empty, and lost.

Sarada would not have wanted to picture herself if it hadn't been for her family and friends; she would have been a wreck.

But they consoled her, telling her that everything was great, that this was a shinobi's life, and that she needed to move on. Sarada had definitely distanced herself from Shikadai and Inojin; she knew they weren't telling her something, and if they didn't trust her enough to divulge whatever it was, she no longer considered them comrades. She felt terrible, guilty, and nasty about it, but she couldn't focus on mending her links again; that would have to wait. For the time being, she needed to fix herself, regain her sanity, and find someone to replace Boruto once and for all.

And speaking of Boruto leaving the town, Mitsuki had gone to his father's place as well, for the time being as he had stated, but she didn't recall him being there for her as a friend when she desperately needed her team. Not to mention he was suspicious, having served as a guard with Shikadai and Inojin on that day too.

"Crimson Lightning!" she said, coating red lightning on her palm before marking the bullseye with her Sharingan, "crimson stream!" and it landed, so guess the practice paid off after all...

"Sarada?" She spun around to snap at whoever the person was, but as soon as her eyes met Sumire, it softened. Yet another person whose heart was stolen and broken by the same person.

"Hello Sumire, I didn't expect to see you here," she said, softly dusting the bench near her and sitting on it, she gestured for Sumire to sit beside her.