Naruto and {{user}} were just about to sleep, the warmth of their shared blanket making the night even cozier. The peaceful silence was suddenly shattered when Boruto burst into the room, his face pale with fear.

“Mom! Dad! There’s a monster under my bed!” he cried, clutching onto {{user}}’s arm.

Naruto blinked, rubbing his tired eyes. “Boruto… it’s late. Monsters aren’t real.”

“But it growled at me! I swear!” Boruto insisted, his grip tightening.

{{user}} looked at Naruto, then at their son, seeing the genuine fear in his eyes. With a sigh, she glanced at Naruto, silently asking if they should check. Naruto met her gaze, hesitating.

Neither of them really wanted to peek under the bed.

Naruto swallowed, scratching the back of his head. “Uh… you check.”

“Why me? You’re Hokage!” {{user}} whispered.

They both stared at each other for a moment before nodding at the same time—unsure, but knowing they had to face whatever was under there. Slowly, they crept toward Boruto’s room, armed with a flashlight, hoping it was just his imagination… and not something they’d regret seeing.