Titty Ninja Heroine Hinata

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Kneeling on the floor of his parents’ bedroom, Boruto Uzumaki lightly knocked on the hardwood boards. A solid thud echoed back at him, ‘Not here,’ he thought as he moved over to the next set of floorboards. Lucky for him, his dad got a little cheap when it came to the houses construction. He could see the pattern in the board where each section was laid out. The second section yielded the same result, as did the third, and fourth. He was beginning to think Hanabi Onee-chan was wrong about…

 

Knock knock knock.

 

Bingo!

 

Looking around the edges of the board, Boruto quickly found a small notch in the wood and pried it up with a fingernail. Once freed a tiny ways, it came loose easily, revealing a small space beneath. A small could of dust wafted up at him and he sneezed. Rubbing his nose, he looked over the contents. A few really old dirty magazines, a figurine of some well-endowed woman sitting atop a big frog, old letters, tightly bound scrolls, and some old photos. Boruto picked one up and wiped away the layer of dust. It was a picture of his mother and Sakura when they were younger. She had long hair down to her waist and stood next to Sakura in front of a pool. Both of them had huge tits and were wearing those sling style swimsuits. Sakura’s was red and his mother’s was blue. Neither suit hid much of anything, though Sakura looked like she was enjoying the moment more. Setting the photo aside, he spotted old VHS tape sat tucked into one corner of the space; it was the item he was looking for! He picked it out and wiped away the layer of dust and dirt. Thankfully it was still in a protective case, so with luck it’d still play.

 

Replacing the board, Boruto got up and left his parents’ bedroom, mildly annoyed that his father wasn’t coming home most nights again. Not that he really cared, but it was beginning to show in his mother’s mood lately.

 

He carried the tape with him as he went downstairs. Himawari and Kushina were out for the day. According to his mother, they wouldn’t be home until late tonight if not tomorrow. Which was fine, Kushina loved Himawari and often complained about not spending enough time with her. She was also the only person Kushina allowed to call her grandmother, or Grammygram as his little sister put it.

 

“Hey mom, I’m gonna go meet with some friends, I’ll be home before dinner!” he said to her as he passed by the kitchen.

 

She looked at him, then nodded, “Working on that movie?”

 

He nodded back, “Well, more research actually.” he said, holding up the tape, “Hanabi Nee-chan told me that dad actually tried once, got a few scenes filmed before funding dried up and they had to stop.”

 

“Oh that, I remember making that, it was just after I cut my hair short.” Hinata said as she chopped something he couldn’t see on the cutting board. “Well, so long as you’re home in time for dinner that’s fine. I’m making my special curry.”

 

He smiled and walked by the kitchen on the way to the front door of his house, “Looking for…ward to… it…” he said as he looked at Hinata inside. His mother was dressed only in a dark blue apron with white frills, and NOTHING else. Her sexy ass completely exposed as she walked around barefoot.

 

She winked at him, “Don’t be late.” she said with a grin.

 

Boruto gulped and nodded, feeling his pants getting tighter as he turned away and stopped to put his shoes on before leaving. ‘Great, now that’s gonna be in my head all day…‘ he thought to himself.

 

He was barely aware of anything as he walked to the railway and took one of the trains to the other side of town. Before he even realized it he was standing in front of the front door to Sarada’s house. Shaking his head vigorously, he reached a hand up and rang the doorbell. A moment later the door opened and Sarada stared back at him with an annoyed expression.

 

“You’re late.” she said simply.

 

“Sorry, took a bit to find this. Hanabi Onee-chan didn’t know where it was exactly so I had to search a bit. I found it in a compartment under some of the floorboards.” he replied, holding up the tape, “Did you find a player?”

 

“Denki did, brand new still in its box at that.” she told him.

 

“Really?” Boruto asked, blinking in surprise.

 

“Yeah, when he mentioned to his father that he needed it for this project, he got us one from some warehouse.” Sarada explained as she stepped aside to let him inside. Slipping his shoes off just inside the door, Boruto followed Sarada farther into her house. “Everyone’s waiting in the living room.” she told him then asked, “You want a drink or anything?”

 

“You got any more of that pan-fried green tea?” he asked.

 

Sarada nodded, “I’ll get started on that, go meet with the others.”

 

The dark haired shinobi peeled away and walked into the kitchen. Boruto had been here enough times that he knew his way around well. He went to the living room and spotted Denki Kaminarimon and Mitsuki first, the two boys sitting on one couch, a pile of assorted DVD’s and magazines on the coffee table in front of them. Sitting across from them on the opposing couch was Wasabi Izuno and Sumire Kakei. The purple haired girls face was beat red as she looked inside a porno magazine.

 

“How… how is that position possible?!” she asked.

 

“Hmm, lemme see?” said Wasabi, leaning over to look, “Wow, that lady is really limber! I’m jealous.”

 

“Hey everyone.” Boruto said, announcing his presence.

 

“Oh, Boruto-san, did you find it?” asked Mitsuki.

 

He grinned and held up the tape, “Took me a bit of searching, but yeah, Hanabi Onee-chan wasn’t wrong.”

 

“Good, I hope it’ll help us get a better idea of how to shoot this. The magazines help a little, but we’re not doing still shots. And adult anime isn’t any good, I can’t figure out the camera angles from any of it since it’s all drawn.” said Denki.

 

“I don’t know I really liked the one with those busty super heroines and the tentacle monsters.” said Wasabi.

 

“Wa… Wasabi-san!” Sumire said, her entire face blushing.

 

“Still wasn’t any help. I need to see camera work to get a better idea of where I need to shoot.” Denki said.

 

“It’d help if you’d have brought us your collection.” said Sarada as she emerged from the kitchen, a teapot in one hand and two clay mugs in the other.

 

Wasabi shrugged, “Sorry, technically it’s not mine, it’s my mom’s.”

 

Boruto handed the tape off to Denki and looked at the collection of porn on the coffee table. “Ok, the videos I get, but what’s with the magazines?”

 

“Position ideas.” Sarada and Wasabi said in unison.

 

“My mom’s idea,” Sarada said, “She bought them for us.”

 

“Oh,” said Boruto, “I’ll have to thank her later.” He then looked around, “Where’s Iwabe and Metal?”

 

“Udon-Sensei has them in a study hall.” Denki said, “They both failed a written exam he gave us.” he explained as he pushed the tape into the VCR.

 

“Oh, we’ll need to turn that couch around before we start.” Sarada said as she poured tea in the mugs. The living room had a big screen TV against one wall, but only one of the two couches faced it.

 

“Who decorated this place?” Sumire asked.

 

“My mom, she was going through some Feng Shui phase or something.” Sarada said, handing one mug to Boruto. He took a sip as Denki, Sumire, and Mitsuki moved to turn the couch around. Boruto sat down on the other couch next to Wasabi.

 

Everything set, Denki sat on the center of the front couch with Sumire to his left and Mitsuki on his right. “Okay, we’re all set, can someone get the lights?”

 

“Yeah, no prob.” said Sarada as she moved to the corner of the room. She clicked a switch and the room plummeted into darkness for a moment until Denki turned on the television and cast a dim glow about the room. Sarada then moved to sit next to Boruto who was sitting next to Wasabi on the second couch.

 

The group positioned their couch behind the first, combined with the dark room, created a theater going experience, similiar to when Boruto would go to watch Kagemasa on the big screen.

 

As Denki clicked on the remote, Boruto heard a soft whirring noise as the tape began to play.

 

The screen showed Hinata, dressed in a nearly non-existent outfit consisting of a black micro-skirt that left nothing to the imagination and a top consisting of a strip of black leather laced together in the front by a red string. Hinata’s tits bounced up and down wildly as she ran along the rooftops of one of the residential sections of Konoha.

 

Sumire let out a gasp from surprise “Oh my!”

 

“I’ve got to hurry, if I don’t stop her…” Hinata said before leaping from one rooftop down into the alley between buildings. The camera zoomed in on her face, showing off her silver lipstick and matching eye shadow.

 

“Really now?” said a voice off camera, “You’re the nuisance that’s been beating up all my servants?”

 

The camera panned back as Hinata gasped at the sight of Hanabi suddenly standing next to her. Like Hinata she was practically naked, wearing only a pair of black PVC panties that dug neatly into the folds of her pussy, matching thigh high boots, and arm length gloves. But what really stood out was how gigantic her tits were. Each one was easily as big as her entire body aside from her breasts! And held together by a single huge belt wrapped around her like a tube top.

 

“Holy hell!” Wasabi exclaimed, “Those are huge!”

 

“It’s a jutsu similar to Cho-cho’s family technique.” Sarada said, “Mom taught me how to do it as well, but if you wanna maintain it you gotta eat a lot.”

 

“St… Still, how can she even stand?” Sumire asked with embarrassment and curiosity.

 

“Practice, though I hear it is a strain on your shoulder and back.” Sarada said.

 

“You!” Hinata said, taking a swing at Hanabi, the giant breasted woman dodged her easily, though Boruto could tell she had missed on purpose.

 

“Haaaah, boring, honestly I’m disappointed. Now, should I steal your tits like I have so many other would-be kunoichi that have come after me or…” Hanabi let it hang.

 

“This dialogue is awful.” Wasabi commented.

 

“Yeah, whoever wrote this really sucked at it.” Sarada agreed. “Anyway, what’s the story here supposed to be?”

 

“Looks like Boruto’s aunt is some tit stealing Evil Ninja,” Mitsuki said, “Using a fake jutsu that lets her take breast size from other women and add it to her own. His mother is playing the Kunoichi Heroine that fights her.”

 

“It doesn’t matter! we need this for seeing how camera angles should be done, not its plot.” Denki said, usually curt and hyperfocused.

 

Hanabi reached in between her massive tits, the huge orbs jiggling enticingly. She then pulled out a handful of a fine white powder and blew it in Hinata’s face. Boruto watched as his mother fake coughed several times and staggered backwards and into a wall, her breasts bouncing up and down with her every motion.

 

“Haahh, what, what is this…?” Hinata whimpered as she leaned against the wall, her legs shaking.

 

“Like it? It’s my own special blend of sensory enhancers and aphrodisiacs. In a few more seconds, you’ll be so horny you wouldn’t even be able to stand!”

 

“Ahhhaaaa…” Hinata moaned, dropping to her knees and pushing both her hands between her legs. She panted softly as she began fingering herself, her Micro-skirt doing nothing to hide how her fingers dipped in and out of her dripping pussy.

 

“No… ahhh… I can’t, I won’t ahhhhh…” Hinata whimpered as she began masturbating harder.

 

“Hahaha, I never get tired of hearing that!” Hanabi laughed, her mountainous tits jiggling, “Mmmm, you look so pathetic, kneeling in a dirty alley playing with yourself like some dumb nympho. Honestly, it turns me on so much!” she said as she tapped the golden buckle of her top, it clicked audibly and fell away, baring those huge tits to everyone.

 

“A nice shape and color.” Mitsuki commented.

 

Boruto nodded in agreement as he watched Hanabi push one tit against Hinata’s silvery lips. His mother let out a low moan as she wrapped her lips around the huge nipple, sucking it into her mouth as she continued fingering herself! Her digits were coating in her juices which were now running down her thighs as well. Hanabi giggled and reached a hand down to pull at the bow knotted at the end of the string holding her top together. It came undone instantly, and he heard the string make a soft noise as it was pulled loose, his mother’s tits pushing the top open and away, exposing her own huge tits.

 

“Mmmmh, lovely…” Hanabi said, licking her ruby painted lips.

 

“Mmmmph… Mmmm…” Hinata moaned around her nipple as she tried to suck more of it between her lips.

 

The young blonde felt his pants getting tighter as he watched his mother suck on her sisters’ gigantic tit as she masturbated furiously.

 

He then jumped in his seat slightly when he felt a hand on the swell going down his right leg. He turned to see Wasabi smiling at him, her face blushing slightly as she rubbed her land up and down the outline of his cock.

 

“Getting all hard seeing your mom and aunt naked, you bad boy…” she whispered with a giggle as she moved her hand up to the waistband of his pants ad slipped her hand under them. He gulped as he felt her hand on the base of his cock while she leaned in closer, “I’ll help you with that…” she breathed into his ear before licking the outer edge softly.

 

Boruto couldn’t bring himself to voice a complaint as she pulled his pants open and slipped his cock free. Her eyes momentarily widened from his massive size. Wasabi made a sound somewhere between a gasp and a giggle and he saw her licking her lips as she stroked his cock to a full erection. He then watched as her face switched to an expression of total awe at the sight of his full length. The brown haired girl quietly pumped the fist of her other hand and licked her lips again.

 

Up on the screen, he watched as Hanabi pulled his mother away from her nipple, pushing her back against the wall, Hinata’s tits bouncing enticingly as she let out a plaintive moan.

 

“Please, make it stop… Ahhhhnnn, I can’t… My fingers won’t stoooop…” Hinata moaned as she squatted on the ground, her legs wide and a full view of her fingers dipping in and out of her pussy filled the screen, “Ahhhn!! so GOOD! my pussy… MY PUSSY FEELS SO GOOOOOD!”

 

“Hahaha, you slut, here, I’ll give you something that’ll help.” Hanabi said as she bent down and pulled off the thong she was wearing. When she stood back up though, instead of being totally naked, she was now wearing a bright blue strap-on dildo.

 

“Huh, ahh… Um… Why is it so…? Blue?” Sumire asked with a ceaseless redness on her face.

 

“I’m not sure, but I think it’s that color so they can do a special effect later, make it look like she has a real cock instead of that dildo. It would explain why the harness is the same color.” Denki explained.

 

“Ye.. Yeah, Onee-chan said they never got passed filming a few scenes…” Boruto tried to say without groaning as Wasabi continued stroking his cock. He then watched as Hanabi pushed her “dick” into his mother’s mouth. Hinata made a happy moaning sound as her silver lips wrapped around the blue length and took it all the way to the fake balls at the base.

 

“Mmmmmh, that’s a good girl.” Hanabi moaned, her hand on top of Hinata’s head, holding her steady as she bobbed back and forth.

 

“Mmmmh, that’s pretty hot…” Wasabi purred, then leaned down and slowly licked Boruto’s cock from the base to the tip, “But not as hot as this…” she whispered, opening her mouth wide and moving to take the tip of his cock into her mouth.

 

Only to have a hand move between his cock and her lips, blocking her. Boruto turn to his left to see Sarada, her eyes in Sharingan mode and glaring openly at Wasabi. Boruto gulped, the glowing redness from her Sharingan in the dark made her look much more scarier than usual.

 

Wasabi turned to glare back at Sarada, seemingly unintimidated as she gripped the shaft of his cock and pulled it towards herself. Sarada scoffed silently, grabbing his length herself and pulling it back towards herself. The dark haired girl then licked the side of his cock, paying special attention to the spot just under the tip. Boruto suppressed a groan at the feel of Sarada’s tongue, then gulped as Wasabi gripped his cock tighter and pulled it back to her. Were it not so uncomfortable and even slightly painful, Boruto might have laughed at the way the two girls were tug-of-warring his dick back and forth.

 

Up on the screen, Hanabi moaned as she pushed her dildo cock into her sister’s mouth, forcing her to deepthroat the entire thing. Hinata fake choked on the length, he knew she was faking because he knew from experience that his mother could take far more than that and not gag in the slightest. When he looked back down, he saw both Sarada and Wasabi staring up at him, their expressions plain as day, they wanted him to choose which of them got to suck his dick!

 

He shook his head in the negative, flat out refusing to fall into that cliché trap. Both girls slapped their foreheads quietly then glared at each other again. Wasabi held up her fist at Sarada and the dark haired girl nodded, bringing up her own hand. They pumped their fists at one another three times, and then both extended their index and middle fingers at one another. They were going to decide this with rock-paper-scissors?!

 

Scissors.

 

Still glaring, they pumped their fists again and both put up the rock sign, then again and each did scissors once again. “Um…” he began.

 

“You stay out of this!!!” they both hissed quietly at him as they continued playing rock, paper, scissors while gripping his cock with their free hands. The two girls went another three rounds before Sarada finally won with paper to Wasabi’s rock. The brown haired girl openly pouted as Sarada smiled before taking Boruto’s cock in her mouth with a soft moan.

 

“MMMPH!!! MMMMPH!! MMMMPH!!!” Sarada moaned as she made a show of deepthroating his cock, her throat visible bulging as she took his length down it. She was intentionally louder than usual as the lewd noises from the TV blended with her own.

 

“No fair!” Wasabi scream whispered, “You cheated! you used your Sharingan!!”

 

Sarada didn’t answer as she made soft wet slurping downs with her lips as she slowly pulled her head back, until just the tip was in her mouth, then she slipped his cock back down her throat again.

 

Wasabi blinked at the other girls display of skill, “Okay, that’s pretty cool…” she said as she leaned down again, still glaring at Sarada slightly as she gently gripped his balls and began licking them softly.

 

Boruto closed his eyes tight, trying not to moan too loudly at the feel of Sarada’s warm wet mouth. He looked back up at the screen just in time to see his mother being pulled off Hanabi’s big blue cock. Hinata panted and gasped for breath as she drooled slightly, “Ahhhn, no, I… Pussy, hot… Cock…” she panted as she continued fingering herself.

 

Hanabi laughed, “See, now you can’t even form a complete sentence!” she said as she pushed her onto the ground. She then reached down and grabbed her sister’s micro-skirt, using it to pull her ass up into the air. “But don’t worry, I’ll give you what you want, before I take what’s mine!” she said as she pushed her dildo dick into her sisters pussy.

 

“AAHHHHHAAAAA!!!! CUMMING!!!!!” Hinata moaned.

 

“Cumming just from me putting it in, you really are a slut!” Hanabi jabbed at her as she began pumping her hips. Hinata moaned and she knelt on all fours, panting as she rocked herself back against Hanabi’s thrusts.

 

“AHHH!!! GOOD…. GOOOOOD!!! FEELS SO GOOD!!!!” Hinata moaned as she panted for breath, a rope of drool hanging from her hanging tongue.

 

Behind her, Hanabi moaned, “Mmmmh, such a nice, tight, hole!!!!” she grunted, thrusting her hips with every word, her gigantic tits bouncing and smacking loudly against her sisters ass.

 

In his seat, Boruto shuddered in pleasure as Sarada continued sliding her head up and down his length while Wasabi licked and fondled his balls. The brown haired girl then licked her way up his shaft on one of Sarada’s pull backs. To his surprise, the dark haired girl released his cock to Wasabi and he let out a shuddery groan as he felt the inside of her mouth on his cock.

 

“Boruto-san, are you okay?” Denki asked, still focused on the film.

 

“Ye… Yeah, I’m okay, just not used to watching this kind of thing with friends is all.” he replied as she watched Wasabi manage to take six inches of his cock into her mouth before she gagged slightly and had to pull back. She was not as experienced as Sarada and so he felt her teeth drag along his skin at a few points.

 

Wasabi and Sarada then began licking the tip of his cock together, their lips and tongues eventually coming together around the wide tip. He chewed his lower lips slightly at the feel of two tongues slipping and sliding all over one another around his cock.

 

“Yeah, me too,” replied Sumire, “But it’s all for our project so… I… I don’t mind….”

 

“Mmm… Mmmhmmm…” he managed to reply back as he watched Hanabi roll his mother onto her back, grabbing her legs and spreading them wide before spearing her blue dildo inside her.

 

“AAHHHHHAAAAAA…!!!” Hinata moaned.

 

“Yessss, that’s it, cum on my cock you hentai kunoichi slut!! cum as much as you can!!” Hanabi said to her as she leaned down, her giant tits spilling around her sisters’ body as she pressed her mouth to Hinata’s. The camera zoomed in on their lips, showing their tongues sliding against one another’s.

 

Boruto groaned again as Sarada pulled back for a moment, standing up quietly and reaching under her skirt. He watched in the dim light as she pulled off her panties and then stuffed them into his mouth before climbing on top of him. Before he could try and spit them out he let out a muffled groan as Sarada raised her hips while Wasabi guided his cock inside her. Over the moans of his mother on the screen he could hear the soft squishing sound of his cock sliding inside Sarada’s tight pussy! Leaning his head back, Boruto bit down on Sarada’s panties as he felt her warm body wrapping around his cock.

 

Behind Sarada, Wasabi then straddled Boruto’s legs, reaching around the other girl and pulling the top of her dress open, exposing her big tits and grabbing them tightly! Reaching his hands up, Boruto grabbed Sarada’s hips, steadying her on top of him as he matched his thrusts to Hanabi’s on screen. Sarada’s moan was drowned out by the sound of his mother cumming again and again.

 

Wasabi giggled aloud and said, “Boy, your mom sure cums a lot.” as she continued fondling Sarada from behind.

 

“Naaaah, she’s playyyying it up for the cameraaa…” Sarada commented and bit down on her lower lip as Boruto buried his cock all the way inside her.

 

“Hmmm, how can you tell Sarada-san?” Mitsuki asked, focused on the film but completely aware of the activity behind him.

 

Wasabi answered as she covered Sarada’s mouth with one hand when the girl took a deep breath to moan. “She’s not blushing all over, it’s something that happens with a girl really gets off, it’s involuntary and can’t be faked.”

 

“Spoken like an expert” Mitsuki said. Although spoken in his usual demeanor, it was clearly meant to be cheeky.

 

“Hey, this stuff is my hobby, you learn things.” Wasabi replied while Boruto leaned his head forward, taking Sarada’s tit into his mouth, sucking on her nipple roughly as Wasabi kept her hand firmly clamped over her mouth.

 

“NHOOOOO!!!! AHHHH!!! CUMMING!!! CUMMMMIIIING!!! I CAN’T STOP CUMMING!!!!!” Hinata howled on screen and Boruto noticed that his mother’s tits had gotten smaller, and Hanabi’s had grown even bigger!

 

“Yes, cum for me you bitch, cum and give me everything!!!” Hanabi panted, slamming her hips faster now. Boruto struggled to keep his pace matched with hers. He could feel Sarada’s pussy gushing all over his cock and lap, her body convulsing on top of him. He could see her Sharingan rolled all the way back.

 

“But you’re cumming for real…” Wasabi whispered so only he and Sarada could hear. She moved her other hand down to Sarada’s abdomen, “Fuck, I can feel you inside her!” she whispered a bit louder with shock.

 

“Yessss…! More, more, give me more, I want all of it!” Hanabi moaned her tits covering nearly all of Hinata’s upper body now. Hinata herself making a ridiculous ahegao facial expression as she moaned, her tits almost completely flat. Though they both tried to hide it but the editing was bad, he could see both of them weaving hand signs to achieve the effect. He then groaned in unison with his mother as he slammed his cock all the way inside Sarada again, cumming deep inside her.

 

Hanabi then stood, her dildo cock pulling out of her sister with an overly dramatic wet ‘pop’. He was surprised to see a thin white fluid spurting out the tip, though it didn’t look anything like real cum. “Mmmmh, thank you my dear. Because of you, I have enough Breast Chi to finish my plans!” she said with a laugh as his mother lay back on the ground, panting, her now flat chest barely moving at all.

 

Sarada slowly pulled herself off of him, his cock spilling out of her with a rush of juices as the screen faded to black, replaced by a wall of scrolling text. Wasabi pulled Sarada’s panties out of his mouth and grinned at him as she handed them back to their owner. Sarada nodded her thanks as she moved to sit back down and pulled her panties back on. The brown haired girl then leaned in close and whispered into his ear, “Next time this is all mine!” she told him as she gripped his cock tightly.

 

“Oh no…” Sarada muttered with worry.

 

Boruto wondered what she was talking about until Wasabi moved aside and the text on screen red: Story by Sasuke Uchiha.

 

So HE was the reason for the clunky and unnatural dialogue?!‘ She thought to herself, her face getting red with embarrassment

 

“Awesome!” Boruto said with a grin, earning him a slap to the side of his head from Sarada.

 

“Not funny!” she chided.

 

“What, your dad’s amazing.”

 

“Want another?” she warned.

 

“That aside,” Mitsuki said as he stood, forcing Boruto to hurriedly and painfully stuff his dick back into his pants. “I wanted to discuss something with everyone.”

 

Denki paused the playback of the movie just as the screen shifted again and another scene began. Sarada then got up to turn the lights back on. The sudden shift in light made Boruto wince.

 

“Hmmm, what’s that?” Wasabi asked.

 

“I believe we should think of adding a male teacher to the cast, someone to make a scene or two with the female students.” he told them.

 

“I remember one version of the script did have a scene with a male teacher, but it wasn’t finished.” Sumire said.

 

“Got anyone in mind?” Sarada asked.

 

“No, we would need to have another audition.” he said, “One of you girls will have to help.”

 

“Help how, have all the men line up and suck them off one by one?” Sarada asked with a chuckle. Boruto could tell she was being sarcastic, but Mitsuki only nodded.

 

Sarada blinked at Mitsuki but clearly he was serious.

 

“Oh, great, I just volunteered, didn’t I?!” she asked in a dry tone.

 

“Yep!” Wasabi, Boruto, Denki, and Mitsuki replied.


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