Chapter 17

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Sarada's Pov 

"Sorry, I wanted to be alone for a bit..."

"That's fine." Dad said. "Do you want me to explain Boruto's situation to you?"

"Go for it." I said.

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"So you're saying he might regain his memories?" I asked.

"I don't know, but that's for you to find out..." Dad said.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm going to give you a special mission..." Dad said. "I want you to keep an eye on Boruto from a distance."

"Why?"

"Just to see if any changes in his personality happens ..." Dad said. "And he was attacked by someone earlier today."

"He was attacked?" I gasped.

"Yeah, so I'd like you to make sure nothing like that happens again while monitoring Boruto's movements." Dad asked.

"I'll accept."

Boruto's Pov Dream

I was shivering in fear, why am I shivering in fear? Where am I? I saw two small wooden doors in front of me. I'm hiding in a closet, afraid... Hiding from someone, but who?

I heard scraping against the floor which made my heart thump faster, as if I had PTSD from the noise.

"Again?"

"How many times must I tell you that it's useless to hide?"

Who is talking to me? And why can't I move!? I'm too scared to move.....

"Come out within ten seconds, or else..."

A sound of something hitting a glass bottle was made, my eyes widened as if I knew what was going to happen next, but I didn't. Why am I here?

"Ten..."

My heartbeat rose even more.

"Nine..."

The glass was scraping the table as the man who was counting down slowly pushed it.

"Eight..."

"Seven..."

"Six..."

"Five..."

"Four..."

I had the sudden urge to bust out the door and reveal myself to stop the man, but for what reason? What is he threatening me with!?

"Three..."

Two..."

My body moved on its own.

"One..."

"Wait!" I yelled as I forced myself out the closet. "Wait...."

"I'll wait." The man said. "Of course, I will."

I looked up at the man, white robe, pale skin, bald all around except for a long string of hair that was in a ponytail that went down to his shoulders. Who is this man!? And why.... Why does he have Karma on his chin!?

I looked towards the table where his rod was, I saw the glass cup that the man threatened me with.

The glass cup was filled with water that had one goldfish inside. I felt relieved for some reason, that this goldfish was safe.

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