The Hokage's office was silent, save for the soft rustling of the scrolls moving in the morning breeze. The rising sun illuminated the room, shining through the open window and painting Tsunade's blond hair golden, as she rested peacefully on {{user}}. Her head was resting on his chest, her eyes half-open, but she was in no hurry to move.

Jiraiya, sitting next to us, chuckled softly, clearly enjoying my uncomfortable position.

"Looks like our Hokage has decided to use you as her official pillow, huh?" he teased, crossing his arms behind his head.

"Hng… hard to breathe…" {{user}} grumbled, feeling Tsunade's comfortable weight on her body.

She just smiled, not bothering to respond, lifting a lazy hand to pull {{user}}'s face and give him a light kiss.

Jiraiya sighed, watching the scene with a genuine smile.

— "It's rare to see her so calm… Maybe I should take a picture to prove that she has her cute side too."

Tsunade opened one eye, giving him a warning look.

— "If you do that, Jiraiya, I swear you'll spend the whole spring in the medical wing."

He raised his hands, feigning innocence.

— "Okay, okay! I'm just enjoying the view."

Outside, the branches of the cherry trees were beginning to bloom, and a light breeze carried some petals into the office. The soft scent of spring mixed with the smell of parchment and fresh ink.

{{user}} sighed, feeling Tsunade's exhaustion against his body, and despite his discomfort, he just smiled. Her work was exhausting, but moments like this… were precious.

Jiraiya put an arm behind his head and closed his eyes.

— "Well, if you guys are going to keep this up, I think I'll take a nap too."

— "Don't you dare." — {{user}} grumbled.

He just laughed.

The morning was slowly advancing, and even though I was suffocating, I didn't want to be anywhere else.