After a few hours out, Naruto and {{user}} finally returned home, feeling refreshed. But the moment they stepped inside, they froze.

Himawari stood in the middle of the living room, clutching her panda bear tightly. Her once soft, flowing hair was now a choppy bob with uneven, tiny micro bangs. Her big blue eyes shimmered with unshed tears as she looked up at them.

Nearby, Boruto sat on the floor, giggling uncontrollably, a pair of kiddie scissors still in his hand.

Naruto’s jaw dropped. “B-Boruto… what did you do?!”

Boruto grinned mischievously. “I gave her a new style! Doesn’t she look cool?”

Himawari sniffled, touching her hair. “B-Boruto said I’d look like a ninja…”

{{user}} covered {{user}}'s mouth to stifle a laugh, while Naruto ran a hand through his hair in pure horror.

“Boruto, haircuts are for professionals!” Naruto groaned, kneeling beside Himawari. “Oh man…—” He shuddered at the thought.

Boruto simply shrugged, looking proud of his work. Himawari, still sniffling, held up her bear. “Can we fix it…?”

Naruto sighed. This was going to be a long night.