After delivering all the files to Samui's office, Aoba, who had been busy all morning, finally got a chance to catch his breath.
But when he thought about the utterly lifeless expressions Samui and Mabui had unconsciously shown after seeing the extra work that had appeared out of nowhere, Aoba could not help but silently mourn for the two of them.
The only thing he could do was give Mabui a head pat as comfort.
And at the same time, draw a big pie.
He promised that once he became Hokage, he would definitely raise their salaries, and also guarantee that they would have one day off every week in the future.
Faced with this big pie, the originally dull eyes of the two of them temporarily regained a bit of light.
Aoba did not waste any time. After arranging everything, he directly went to Roran.
"Sara, why is it just you here? Where's your mom?"
When Aoba appeared in the Queen of Roran's office, he only saw Sara sitting alone in front of the large desk.
For some reason, looking at the small Sara, he suddenly saw a reflection of his own past self in her.
"Sensei!"
When Sara saw Aoba, she immediately puffed out her cheeks and complained a little aggrievedly, like she was tattling, "Mom is still at home picking clothes. Seriously, I just grabbed something random to wear."
Aoba did not think much of it and said with a smile, "After all, your mom is the Queen of Roran and represents Roran. Naturally, she has to put more thought into what she wears."
"But I'm also the Princess of Roran, okay? Do I not need to think about it?"
Sara could not help but complain.
Aoba went around the desk, walked over to Sara, and patted her head, comforting her, "It's fine. When we get to Konoha, I'll take you to buy a few nice outfits."
"Really?"
"Really!"
"That's great!"
Sara immediately became happy again, then jumped down from her chair.
"Sensei, sit!"
Aoba was pressed into the seat by Sara. He blinked, "You want me to help you handle the work?"
"Of course not. If I let Sensei help, Mom would definitely scold me," Sara shook her head.
Just as Aoba was feeling puzzled, Sara directly hopped onto his lap and found a comfortable position to sit down.
Although this was not the first time she had sat in her mother's office chair, sitting together with her Sensei still made her feel an indescribable excitement in her heart.
"Mmm, like this, I have a hundred times the strength!"
"Is it really that exaggerated?"
Aoba laughed.
"Of course!", Sara looked serious, with no sign of joking at all.
"In that case, I'll stay here and wait with you."
Thinking that Tsunade was still slacking off, Aoba simply held Sara and looked at the documents in her hands together.
Before long, though, Sara felt that she might have boasted a little too much.
Being held by her teacher, not only did she not feel a hundred times stronger, she actually slowly found it harder and harder to focus.
"Do you want me to leave first?", Aoba said with a smile. He had also noticed something was off with Sara. After all, the document in her hands had not been turned for quite a while.
"No!", The slap to the face came so fast that Sara's pretty face flushed red, but she was still stubborn.
"Alright then."
Aoba just smiled, finding Sara's reaction amusing.
He had already been through all kinds of tests, so naturally he would not have any special reaction just because Sara was sitting on his lap.
Sara pouted and forcibly focused her attention on the documents in front of her.
But the warmth coming from her back kept drawing her attention away.
Click!
In the end, it was the sound of the office door opening that finally made her feel relieved.
Seramu, who had spent a long time picking out clothes, finally appeared in the office.
"Aoba?"
Seramu spotted Aoba and Sara sitting together on the chair at a glance.
When she noticed Sara's flushed cheeks, her eyes immediately narrowed, and she quickly walked over to the two of them.
After carefully looking them over and confirming that both of them were properly wearing their pants, she finally relaxed.
It was not that she was overly wary, but rather based on experience.
After all, she actually quite liked doing it here too.
She was not opposed to anything between Sara and Aoba, but Sara was still too young, and moreover… If the two of them did that kind of thing on her seat, she felt an inexplicable sense of strangeness.
Her head felt heavy.
"Aoba, since you're already here, why didn't you come find me?"
At this moment, both Aoba and Sara were still in a state of surprise.
After all, with Seramu taking so long to choose clothes, they both thought she would pick something mature and steady, worthy of the Queen of Roran.
But now, a white turtleneck sweater layered with a light purple knitted cardigan on top, and a white cotton long skirt on the bottom.
The hem of the skirt was precisely stopped a few centimeters below the knees, revealing fair calves and slender ankles.
This outfit was quite mature, but at the same time, it made Seramu look extremely lively.
Especially with a light layer of pale purple eyeshadow on her vibrant eyes.
She looked less like the dignified Queen of Roran, and more like a young girl going out on a date with her boyfriend.
Under the influence of the Strength of a Hundred Seal, her appearance really was not much different from that of a girl in her prime.
Seeing the surprised looks on their faces, Seramu could not help but raise an eyebrow, then reached out and flicked Aoba's forehead.
"Why do you look so stunned? Is there something wrong with how I'm dressed right now?"
"There's no problem. You look very nice."
Aoba touched the spot on his forehead where he had been flicked and explained, "It's just that I don't usually see you dressed like this."
"Is that so?"
Seramu chuckled softly, "If you like it, Aoba, I can dress like this often."
"How about… wearing this next time?"
"Cough! Cough!"
Aoba could not help but give a dry cough. Of course he understood what Seramu meant by next time. He just did not expect her to say it right in front of Sara.
She was not even bothering to act anymore.
"What next time?", Sara looked at Seramu in confusion.
"Of course, I mean the next time Aoba comes over."
Seramu said with a gentle smile, then lifted Sara off Aoba's lap.
"Alright, since Aoba is here, it's time for us to set off."
"Okay."
Sara nodded. She also could not wait to go buy new clothes with her Sensei.
"Shadow Clone Jutsu!"
With her hands forming seals, a Sara identical to her appeared in front of the three of them.
"Alright, we're leaving. All the work for the next couple of days is handed over to you."
Sara gave orders to the shadow clone. In Roran, her shadow clones were boosted by the Dragon Vein chakra and could last for quite a long time.
However, after receiving the order, the shadow clone did not move right away and instead stood still.
"Huh?"
Sara blinked. The shadow clone "Sara" spoke up unhappily.
"This isn't fair! Why do I have to work while you get to go on a date with Sensei?"
"Ah?"
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