bubblegum princess

chapter sixty three

⭒˚‧ ︵‿⭒ཐིཋྀ ཐིཋྀ⭒‿︵ ‧˚⭒
welcome to the final show;
THE PIT OF INK !
⭒˚‧ ︵‿⭒ཐིཋྀ ཐིཋྀ⭒‿︵ ‧˚⭒

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Seiren twisted her body midair, narrowly dodging a tangled net trap that had been hidden between the trees. Her pink hair fanned out as she spun, her sharp eyes catching sight of an oncoming log swinging dangerously toward Boruto. Without hesitation, she flung a kunai with practiced ease. The blade whizzed through the air and struck the rope holding the log, sending it crashing harmlessly to the ground.

"This is almost too easy," Seiren muttered, her tone tinged with dissatisfaction. "Kai-oji's training was way tougher."

Boruto chuckled as he slowed his pace, falling into step beside her. "Lord Senju's training sounds terrifying. Does he really push you that hard?"

Seiren's eyes flicked toward him as she leapt to another branch. She threw a shuriken mid-jump, severing the ropes holding the log in place. It crashed to the ground below, no longer a threat. "Not really," she muttered, landing beside Boruto for a moment before bounding off again.

Boruto followed her lead, but neither of them noticed the pair of observant eyes watching from afar.

"Well, well," TenTen mused, her lips curving into a pleased smile. She stood on a high branch, arms crossed as she watched their fluid teamwork. "Not bad at all."

With a deliberate motion, She bit her thumb swiftly, drawing a bead of blood before slamming her palm onto the trunk of a nearby tree. A glowing array of intricate symbols spread across the bark, and with a puff of smoke, several wooden bots materialized, their mechanical limbs creaking as they prepared to attack.

The bots charged forward with mechanical precision, their wooden limbs creaking ominously as they closed in on the group.

"CHA!" Seiren's voice rang out as her fist collided with the ground. The sheer force of her punch caused the earth to tremble, sending a shockwave rippling through the area. The bots in her path shattered into splinters, their remains scattered across the forest floor.

Boruto stumbled slightly, his eyes wide with a mix of awe and trepidation. "Scary..." he muttered under his breath.

Sarada sighed, rolling her eyes at her teammate's reaction. Without a word, she leapt forward as she analyzed the remaining bots.

They took a considerable amount of time handling the bots, barely arriving at the venue with only five minutes to spare. Seiren was bent over slightly, her hands resting on her knees as she heaved heavily, struggling to catch her breath. Her chest felt tight, the strain of their rushed pace weighing on her.

Boruto quickly moved to her side, gently lifting her hair off her neck to help reduce the heat radiating from her body. His sharp gaze flicked to the other teams already present, and his jaw tightened when his eyes landed on Shinki. The boy stood with his team, his expression calm and indifferent, as though the entire ordeal had been nothing more than a light warm-up.

"Look at them, with their laid-back expressions," Boruto muttered under his breath, his irritation clear. His eyes darted back to Seiren, scanning her face for any signs of lingering discomfort.

"You alright?" Sarada asked, stepping closer with a look of concern.

Seiren straightened slowly, her breathing finally stabilizing. She wiped the thin layer of sweat from her brow and gave a soft smile. "Yeah, I'm okay," she reassured them, her voice steadier now. Her hand briefly touched Boruto's, a silent thank you for his help.