𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙐𝙕𝙐𝙈𝘼𝙆𝙄 𝙁𝘼𝙈𝙄𝙇𝙔

Part 83

Weeks turned to months, and life seemed to settle into a rhythm that felt almost too perfect to be real. Sarada had fully recovered and was back in her role as Hokage, with Boruto always by her side, either helping her with her work or simply being the support she needed. Despite their busy schedules, they managed to find moments of peace, laughter, and affection.

Daily dinners became a time for the whole family to come together, a tradition that hadn’t changed since Sarada and Boruto had gotten married. The dinner table was always filled with laughter, playful teasing, and the aroma of Hinata’s cooking, which was as comforting as ever. Boruto would often lean over to Sarada, making silly faces or whispering teasing remarks that only she could hear. And in return, Sarada would roll her eyes, pretending to be annoyed, but she couldn’t help but smile at her husband’s antics. The family was like this—a beautiful mess of love, laughter, and caring for each other.

One evening, after dinner, Boruto pulled Sarada aside, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
Boruto: "Hey, Hokage-sama, how about a little celebration tonight?"

Sarada raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued but trying to keep a straight face.
Sarada: "A celebration? What for?"

Boruto: "For the fact that I love you more than I did yesterday. And I want to remind you how amazing you are... every single day."

Sarada’s heart fluttered, and despite her best efforts, a blush crept onto her cheeks.
Sarada: "You always know how to make me blush, don't you?"

Boruto: "Of course, my lady. It’s one of my talents."

He pulled her in for a tender kiss, his hands resting gently on her waist as they shared a quiet moment in the midst of their busy lives. The soft glow of the evening seemed to wrap around them like a blanket, and Sarada, despite the world’s demands on her, felt like the luckiest woman alive.

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Cozy breakfasts with the entire family were another part of their perfect life. Every morning, Sarada would help Hinata in the kitchen, and together, they were like the master chefs of Konoha. Their teamwork in the kitchen was flawless—Hinata with her graceful movements and Sarada with her sharp attention to detail. They made a great team, not just in the kitchen but in life.

Hinata: "So, how’s everything going at the office, Sarada?"

Sarada: "Busy, but manageable. I’ve got Boruto handling some paperwork, and Shikadai’s helping out a lot."

Hinata: "I’m glad you’re not overworking yourself. Remember, you’ve got your family here to help."

They shared a smile, the warmth of family evident in their actions. As they prepared the meal together, Boruto would occasionally sneak up behind Sarada, wrapping his arms around her waist, making her giggle and playfully scold him for being too distracting.

Boruto: "I swear, if you keep making me breakfast this delicious, I’ll never leave home again."

Sarada: "Good. You’re never going anywhere."

With a wink and a grin, he gave her a peck on the cheek, and together, they finished preparing the breakfast to serve the family.

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In these small moments, between the rush of Hokage duties and family obligations, they found time for teasing, flirting, and romance. Sometimes, Sarada would catch Boruto sneaking glances at her during meetings, his playful smile never too far from his lips. Other times, they would exchange little private jokes in front of everyone, just to keep the spark alive.

Boruto would often pull her into his arms during their rare moments alone, kissing her forehead and whispering how much he loved her. Sarada, in turn, would playfully roll her eyes and push him away, though her heart always skipped a beat at his gestures of affection.

And so, their days passed peacefully, filled with love, warmth, and laughter. In the midst of their responsibilities and the weight of the world on their shoulders, they had each other—and that made everything perfect.