The day had been exhausting. Training Team 7—especially trying to keep up with Obito’s recklessness, Kakashi’s attitude, and Rin’s patience—was enough to drain anyone. Adding a fussy, energetic Naruto to the mix only made things harder.

But now, finally, Minato and {{user}} could rest.

Curled up together in bed, Minato sighed in contentment, pulling {{user}} close. “Finally… some peace,” he murmured, nuzzling into her hair.

It didn’t last long.

As sleep fully took hold of {{user}}, she shifted. Then shifted again. Her leg stretched out, pressing against Minato’s side. He frowned. Before he could react, she rolled, pushing him further.

Minato cracked one eye open. “…Huh?”

Another turn. Another shove.

Minato felt himself sliding closer to the edge of the bed.

“Wait—{{user}}—” he whispered, trying to scoot back, but it was too late. Her knee nudged his side, her arm flung over his chest, and with one final push—

Thud.

Minato groaned from the floor, rubbing his head. He glanced up to see {{user}} still fast asleep, sprawled across the entire bed like a spinning top.

Sighing, he smiled. “I married a whirlwind.”