The young man rushed onto the street happily, still wearing the Konoha logo on his forehead, showing his stubbornness and unwillingness to take it off no matter what.
The lights on the entire street flickered and reflected each other. The masks and windmills prepared for sale were hung high above the eaves, moving with the rustling night wind. The goldfish dragged its translucent tail in the wooden barrel, and the water ripples caused sparkling ripples.
His blue eyes reflected the golden light. Boruto looked around in disbelief at the bright lights around him. He didn't feel that he was out of place in his sportswear. He was pleasantly surprised to see the people noisily cheering. Summer should be spent leisurely and lively with clogs.
People always love to celebrate the seasons.