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Boruto Uzumaki sat cross-legged on the floor of his room, a series of ninja scrolls and practice dummies scattered around him. Today, he was determined to master the Henge no Jutsu, the transformation technique every young ninja learned early on. He had been practising for hours, and he was both excited and frustrated by his lack of progress.
“Come on, Boruto! Just focus!” he muttered to himself. With a deep breath, he gathered his chakra again and focused. In a swirl of energy, he transformed into Sasuke Uchiha—perfectly replicating his sharp features and iconic clothes. Boruto couldn’t help but smirk at his own reflection in the mirror. "Not bad, if I do say so myself!"
He maintained the form for a few moments, revelling in the unique feeling of being someone else. But after a bit, he decided to try something even bolder. With another swift hand sign, the air shimmered again, and he transformed into his father, the Seventh Hokage, Naruto Uzumaki. "Believe it!" he exclaimed in Naruto's voice, striking what he thought was a cool pose.
Just then, the door swung open and his mother, Hinata, walked in. Boruto could see the surprise in her eyes as she took in the sight of him—her husband standing there, looking particularly radiant and heroic as always. Boruto felt a surge of mischievous energy. This was going to be fun!
“Oh, Naruto,” she said sweetly, her voice softening. “I was just about to go take a bath—” she stopped, momentarily flustered, before continuing, “—you should come upstairs.”
Caught off guard by her sudden invitation, Boruto's mind raced. “Uh, um, okay!” he managed to say, attempting to sound like his father. But before he could think any further, Hinata slipped out of the bathrobe she had been wearing, revealing her figure in a way that momentarily made Boruto's jaw drop.
Yet, even in this strange situation, Boruto knew this was getting out of hand. “What am I thinking? This is too weird!” he exclaimed internally.
As soon as Hinata turned her back and headed upstairs, Boruto felt the urgency of the moment. With a quick hand seal, he reverted back to his own appearance. Before anyone could catch him, he dashed out of the house, breathing heavily but laughing at the absurdity of what had just happened.
He had wanted to test the limits of his Jutsu, but what he didn’t expect was a close encounter of that kind! “I need to be more careful,” he said to himself as he sat atop the Hokage monument, the village stretching out below him. “Or at least pick better forms!”
As the sun began to set over Konoha, Boruto couldn't shake off the chaotic mix of embarrassment and humour. Each time he thought about his mother’s close call, a grin spread across his face. In the end, he decided one thing was clear: mastery of Henge would require more than just practice. It would require a bit of restraint and an understanding of his family's dynamics!
Thus, the adventure of young Boruto continued, filled with laughter, lessons, and the ever-complex world of being the son of the Seventh Hokage.