The early morning sun rose gently over Konoha, casting a soft, golden light that bathed the village in a warm glow. The sky was a gradient of pastel hues, transitioning from deep purple to the softest pink and orange, heralding the start of a new day. The village rooftops glistened with the morning dew, and a light mist hung in the air, giving the scene an almost ethereal quality.
Below, the village began to stir with life. Birds chirped melodiously from the treetops, their songs blending harmoniously with the gentle rustle of leaves. Squirrels darted about, scurrying up and down tree trunks, gathering nuts and chasing one another playfully. The streets, still relatively quiet, began to show signs of activity as shopkeepers opened their doors, setting out their wares for the day.
Children, eager and energetic, ran through the streets, their laughter ringing out as they headed to the academy. Shinobi, young and old, moved with purpose, preparing for missions or training sessions. The soft murmur of conversation, the clink of metal from blacksmiths' forges, and the occasional bark of a dog added to the symphony of morning sounds.
The warm, inviting aroma of grilled meat wafted through the air as Kushina, Kurenai, Hinata, Naori, Sasuke, and Menma approached a barbecue place. The restaurant was bustling with activity, the cheerful chatter of patrons blending with the sizzling sounds from the grills. The group stepped through the entrance, drawing a few curious glances from those already seated.
Kushina led the way, her vibrant red hair standing out against her elegant black dress. She wore a striking silver necklace that caught the light with every movement. Beside her, Kurenai walked with a calm grace, a crimson hairpin adorned with a delicate flower holding her dark hair in place. Hinata followed closely, her black dress simple yet elegant, complemented by a lavender jacket. Naori, with her long, dark hair flowing freely, wore a pair of silver earrings that shimmered subtly.
Sasuke and Menma, both in sharp black suits, exuded a confident presence. Sasuke's suit was paired with a deep navy tie, while Menma wore a sleek, red one. The two young men walked with a quiet determination, their serious expressions a contrast to the lively atmosphere around them.
As they were led to their table, the group settled into their seats, their attire making them stand out in the casual setting. The scent of barbecue and the warm, cozy ambiance provided a comfortable backdrop as they began to unwind. The restaurant staff moved efficiently, bringing menus and setting up the grill at their table.
Kushina's eyes sparkled with excitement as she looked at the menu, clearly eager to start. Kurenai and Hinata shared a smile, their serene expressions reflecting the camaraderie among the group. Naori glanced around, taking in the lively environment, while Sasuke and Menma exchanged a few words, their focus shifting to the meal ahead. The atmosphere was filled with a sense of anticipation and camaraderie, the group ready to enjoy a hearty meal together.
"So! How are we feeling, new Jōnin of Konoha?" Kushina asked, her tone playful, a teasing glint in her eyes.
Sasuke folded his arms, a frown tugging at his lips. "I expected it to feel a lot more satisfying," he admitted, his voice low.
Naori lightly punched his arm, a playful smirk on her face. "You're just disappointed that you couldn't beat Hokage-sama!" she teased, drawing chuckles from the group.
Menma grinned mischievously. "Don't worry, Sasuke. Next time, I'll beat Father for you, since you lost so horribly and all."
Sasuke's eyes narrowed, a spark of irritation flashing in them. "You lost worse than I did!" he retorted.
Menma shrugged nonchalantly. "Technically... I didn't lose per se. He just didn't deem me worth fighting."
Hinata giggled softly, her eyes twinkling. "Menma, that's even worse," she said, causing everyone but Menma to burst into laughter.
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