Chapter 8 : Hinata
Haruto felt like he was going to die of boredom. He had looked forward to reliving his campus life, but once school actually started, he realized just how dull it really was.
Every day in class was the same: a bunch of little kids either bragging, messing around, eating snacks, sleeping, chatting—or worse—flirting. No, not flirting. Picking up handsome guys.
Haruto glanced around and spotted the group of little girls swarming around Sasuke—and even a few around him. He was speechless.How old are you all? Already obsessed with good looks? As expected, everyone in the Naruto world is precocious...
His eyes wandered over to a quiet corner of the room—there she was. Hinata. No matter how many times he looked, she was always cute. Definitely the wife I've reserved.
Right now, Hinata probably hadn't fallen for Naruto yet, and that made Haruto feel a bit more relaxed.
Then, with a small frown, he turned around and stared coldly at Naruto.
"Boss? Boss, why are you looking at me like that?" Naruto shivered under Haruto's sharp gaze, confused and a little scared.
Haruto leaned over and said in a low voice, "You see that girl over there?"
Naruto blinked. "Huh? No, what girl? Boss, what's going on?"
Haruto sighed with relief. "Good. I like that girl. You better not have any thoughts about her. Got it?"
Naruto looked confused for a second before puffing out his chest. "Boss, why would I like a girl like that? I like Sakura!" he declared, eyes practically twinkling with admiration as he glanced at the pink-haired girl.