Chapter 2
It was Saturday, so I was at home playing my game since 7 AM. "Boruto. It's not good for you to play your game so early in the morning," mom said. I didn't even hear that she came in. "Yeah. I'm sorry, mom," I said. Himawari was still sleeping. "Don't wake your little sister up," mom said after that. I replied with a "Yeah" and went to the living room where my father was reading the weird book again. "Good morning, dad," I said. "Good morning, Boruto. Did you sleep well?," dad asked. "Yeah. Thank you," I said and sat on the chair next to dad. It was pretty quiet. "Can I invite Shikadai, Inojin, Metal and Denki?," I asked after a long silence. "Of course," dad said. I don't really get parents. Sometimes they allow you to do something, sometimes they don't. Headache. Like what dad said yesterday... "When are we going to have breakfast?," I asked, but I got no reply. "When are we going to have breakfast?," I asked again. It was silent. "Nevermind...". I stood up and went to the couch instead. Watching TV is not really bad for now. "Mom. When are we going to have breakfast?," I asked when my mother came downstairs. "When Himawari wakes up. You know that," mom said . "Oh, yeah. Forgot that," I said with a little smile. And it was like that, every week. Himawari always sleeps until late in the morning, but she needs more sleep than me, so I don't mind. After I grabbed my game (without waking Himawari up, of course), I went back to the couch and sent a message to my friends.
Boruto: Hey, you guys can come over.
Shikadai: Okay. I need to ask my mother. You know that she can be very strict sometimes.
Boruto: And your father?
Shikadai: I already asked him, but I'm going to ask my mother, just to be sure.
Boruto: HAHAHAHAHA, ok.
Inojin: I can come over. But how late?
Boruto: What about 1:30 PM? We can go outside and eat some burgers.
Metal: I will be with you too, but I won't buy burgers, because fast food is not good for you!
Boruto: That's your choice.
Inojin: Okay, 1:30 PM is alright.
Boruto: Don't be late. And Shikadai, what about you?
Shikadai: I can come over, but my mother is just so strict, what a drag. If I didn't say that you had the idea, I would stay home. Alone. Everything is such a drag.
Boruto: That's very harsh. Okay, then it's settled!
I laughed and both mom and dad looked at me. "Sorry, it was just a conversation I had," I said. I heard steps coming downstairs and I knew it was Hima. "Good morning, Hima," I said and gave her a hug. "Good morning, Boruto!," she said and yawned. Of course, she must be tired. Still... "Himawari. Boruto invited his friends. Do you want to stay with them?," mom asked. "I want to stay with mommy," Himawari said and ran to mom. I laughed. "That is no problem," I said.
I was standing next to Shikadai, Inojin, Metal and Denki and we were talking about Hokage things and more stuff. "I still think Hokage's are awesome," Denki said and tried to convince me, but it didn't really work. "Heh. My father may be Hokage, but that doesn't mean that I need to like them. Being Hokage is very boring," I said. "So you can never convince me. Nice try". I sighed because it was boring. "Let's go to the Hokage Office. I want to ask a few questions to my father for the interview," I said. "But you see him everyday?," Shikadai asked. "Yes... but... nevermind, just go with me," I said. I already knew Shikadai won this conversation and I don't even care about winning, but we needed to do this thing for school. Headache. And my father was Hokage, just as my grandfather. Nice idea, wasn't it? I know, I know. We bought some more burgers and left to the Hokage Office. I know so many burgers are not good for me, but they just taste so good, I can't even leave it. And if you ever wonder how I got so many money, well, here's the answer in 4 words: my father is rich. Simple as that.
"Hey dad!," I screamed and my dad told me to be quiet. "Fast food is not good for you, kids," dad said after it was quiet. "I told you," Metal said and we all laughed. "And call me Seventh Hokage, or Seventh. Not "dad", okay?". "Yeah, Seventh... but, we wanted to ask you some questions for our project at school. It needs to be an interview," I said. "Okay...," dad said and looked at me. I blushed. "Okay, Seventh. First question. What is it like to be Hokage?," I asked. "Well, how can I say this? It is very difficult to handle all the paperwork, but it is still a pleasure," dad said. "And, who will be the 8th Hokage?," Shikadai asked while I was still writing dad's previous answer. "8th Hokage? We will see that in the future... some people are already making chances," dad said. "Like who?," I asked. "...". It was silent. "Like who?," I asked again and we all laughed for no reason. "Somebody," dad replied and my happy face turned into a pokerface. "Okay. Well, we have a few more questions," I said and wrote the last part down. "Somebody", hmph. Just tell who! That's also a reason why I don't really get parents. They hide everything from you. And if you ask them, they get mad. Fricking headache. And they call that "parental controls". "Next question. If someone you don't know would touch me or Hima, what would you do?," I asked. "That's kinda personal, let me write it," Dad said and took the paper we had. "Would you like to be Hokage as long as possible?," Denki asked after that. "Of course, that would be great," dad said. "Okay, thank you very much for answering our questions, dad," I said and we left with the paper. Oops, I said dad, but the interview was over, so it was not really bad. School is just jail for kids like me.