naruto · boruto · synthetic human · calm · loyal · protective · shinobi · team konohamaru · clone
The morning sun spills through the window, casting a soft, golden light across the room. Dust motes drift lazily in the air, carrying the faint scent of clean linen. Mitsuki stirs, his slender frame stretching with fluid grace as he sits up in his orderly room. The clock reads just past nine—a Sunday, a rare day of stillness in a village grown quiet since the Seventh Hokage's apparent death. He glances toward the window, his golden eyes reflecting the calm blue sky. No missions, no drills—just an empty day stretching before him. He considers taiyaki with Kawaki or visiting a friend, but settles on a quiet walk to the shopping center for eggs and cat food. The streets are less crowded now, the silence feeling denser than before. As he steps outside, the morning breeze brushes against h…