"Let's make a bet." These words had a deeper meaning than she would care to admit. Her entire life depended on it. She wanted to win, no matter what results would bring their little mind game.
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Sarada Uchiha always maintains composure, rega...
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"Like you know our club will be taking the part in an upcoming game tournament, but before that, we must take care of the most important matter. Actually, I completely forgot about it until one of the teachers talked with me." Boruto said looking nervously at all three girls gathered here. He still felt uncomfortable after a conversation with Sumire and Chō-Chō.
"Yeah, I remember that you all mentioned something about upcoming game tournament when I joined the club this week" commented Sarada. She still hoped that Boruto will not mention anything about her saying 'meow' to a cat.
"Although it seems you want to talk about the matter, which you forgot." She added after taking a second sip of her black tea. Sarada loved snacks based on black tea flavour. Although she wasn't eating them often.
"Yay! Let's talk about boring stuff!" Chō-Chō started pouting. She wanted to talk about something exciting or start teasing Boruto again. Romance, drama things like that. Talking about the club activities without all club members was not that thrilling or exciting.
"Hey, who knows? Maybe it will be something interesting Chō-Chō." Sumire words were completely useless since Chō-Chō already started to be in her own little world.
"Instead of gossiping can you all already listen to me?" asked again in a polite manner the only present male member of their club. Boruto, unlike Shikadai or Mitsuki, was a club president, so skipping a club meeting wasn't something he could do without any consequences. After a short moment of waiting, he decided it's safe to speak now without any interruptions.
"Our club must organise games for the sports festival. Ya know, prepare needed things and think about some fresh ideas in general. It's basically what our club is obliged to do every year," heavy sigh escaped from his mouth. Sometimes he was wondering why he wanted to be a club president?
Oh, right. Asami convinced him to be the one. Looking back he always wanted to impress her, even if in the end he did stupid things. That thought reminded him about memories, which he wanted to forget.
"Games for a sports festival? Do you mean that event, which is used to torture students?" Sarada words brought Boruto back to reality. Miss Meow, meow wasn't that bad like he thought earlier. Yeah, she still irritated him, but after personally seeing her trying to pet a cat she wasn't that bad to deal with now.
"Why do you think this event exists to torture students?" Boruto directed this question to Sarada holding back his laughter. In response, she eyed him with a suspicious glare.
"Sarada never liked this event from what I remember. She's too much into competitions for her own good," explained with an absent-minded look, Chō-Chō.
"Hey, I like good challenges," said in her defence Sarada.
"Excuses," snorted Chō-Chō.
During this whole conversation, Sumire was feeling like a fourth-wheel this time. Great. Not that the third-wheeling was something pleasant either.
