How, exactly, do you not get a job at a fast food restaurant?
"Sorry man." Iruka said.
"Mmhmm." I hummed sarcastically.
"It's not my problem you couldn't get a job at a food place."
"My caretaker's assistant managed to drop the entire platter of food, while I was being interviewed." I said."Think about it Iruka."
"Well, because of this, you get to stay here."
"Because of you." I muttered. I walked to the front door of Jiraiya's mansion and I saw a really amazingly cute girl. I whispered to Iruka to stay in the car.
"Hello."
"H-hi." she stuttered.
"May I ask why you're here?"
"I-I'm here f-for an interview."
"Oh. Well you can come on in. My godfather's not here right now."
"Oh, o-okay. I'll just leave th-then." she said.
"No. It's fine. You can come on in now." Uncle J said, coming . That's what I called him.
"Oh, o-okay." the girl said.
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Through My Eyes: A NaruHina Fanfiction
FanfictionI became a butler, but its perks were way, way better than I could I have ever imagined.
