#ssm20d13

“Eh? How so?” Sakura is intrigued by the little girl’s analogy. There are dozens other things that can compare to their relationship, but miso soup?

“You know how when you just let miso soup sit without stirring it, the soybean paste sits on the bottom and the clear liquid is separated at the top?”

“Yes..“

“But then when you stir it, the two mix together.”

“Yeah but I don’t see how that applies to us.” Sakura’s confusion doesn’t dissipate.

“It’s like Mama and Papa! I think all that conflict between you helped you grow. Even though there were a lot of bad things that happened between, it only shows how strong your resolves are. In the end, you were able to learn from it and it brought you two together. Just like stirring the miso soup.” She ends her explanation by raising both arms in the air in a celebratory pose.

Sasuke and Sakura are both astounded, but impressed at how their ten-year-old daughter can form such connections. It’s not the most perfect analogy, but coming from a ten-year-old, that’s pretty thoughtful.

Sasuke thinks, as expected of an Uchiha.

Sakura laughs as she pats her daughter’s head.

“I guess you’re right, Sarada! Now how about you help me make some for dinner?”

“Yes!” Sarada excitedly stands up and scurries to the kitchen.

“Hn. She’s definitely yours.” Sasuke comments as he stands himself up.

“Ours.” Sakura takes his chin and gives him a little peck before joining her daughter in the kitchen.

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