Chapter 4

I see some people are not reading the author's note I am sorry to trouble you but could you guys please read it since I could write something important in there. Sorry for taking your time please enjoy the chapter below.

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Sakura and I have become 5-year-olds now, well Sakura is 3 months older than I am but that doesn't matter! Both of us can speak without any errors now! This would be great and all if it wasn't fo- "Aika get over here and put this on already!" I looked at my angry mother who held an adorable pink set of children's undergarments.

'Ah that's right now I'm trying to sneak away from my mother'

She shouted, "You will wear this or you'll suffer a harsh punishment from me!" I tried to make a silent escape, however, "Don't you dare underestimate a mother's senses!" She rushed towards me and said something that caused me to despair.

"Since you dared to ignore what I said and tried to avoid me I'm going to punish you until you can't sit down anymore," she snarled as she grabbed me and bent me over her knee.

My mother raised her hand and completely ignored my begging for her to stop what she's doing and... SLAP! the crisp sound of skin slapping skin resounded around our small home. I cried out in pain "Ahhhhhhh! It hurts! It hurts! Please stop!" This was my first time being spanked!

I tried to look at my mother's face only to see a demon before me. She cackled as she mercilessly punished my petite rectum again and again. Once she was satisfied she removed me from her knee and I then proceeded to collapse on the ground.

"Did you learn your lesson?" The sadistic demon before me asked "Y-yesh Kaa-san" I stuttered fearfully in a daze.

A/N {Kaa-san is the Japanese way of saying the word mother}

"Good now wear your panties or face your punishment again" As soon as she said that I pushed myself off the ground and hurriedly snatched my cute pink undergarments and desperately put them on.

As I put on my panties I felt a bit of pain on my butt and there was a strange sensation as if something was missing? I tried to remember what was missing and suddenly I remembered that my past life's "little me" was now gone. As I thought of this I began to tear up.

My mother clapped her hand and smiled wickedly as she said "Great now all you have to do is put on your new clothes"

She pulled out a small plain pink shirt and a nice short white skirt. I looked at her with my still tearful and pleading eyes which she expertly ignored. I knew what I had to do but I didn't know if I had the strength to do it. With my trembling hand, I slowly grabbed my new clothing from my mother and quickly put them on.

"Seriously why can't you be like Sakura?" My demon of a mother muttered as she walked to the kitchen to prepare our lunch.

From the corner of my eyes, I spotted Sakura watching me from a corner. She said in a quiet voice that I barely managed to hear "Aika looks so cute" I pouted and looked away while whispering to myself "Baka nee-chan"

And as my horrible, demonic, witch of a mother promised I was unable to sit down for the whole day... Can we please not talk about that now? okay? Please?

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[A few days later]

I walked towards the kitchen where my mother was preparing our food for lunch and I asked her with my pink sparkling eyes "Kaa-san can you teach me how to bake sweets please"

Now some people might say "Hey, don't you already know how to bake sweets?" That's true but it would be extremely strange if I were to somehow bake sweets without any prior knowledge about this subject. Plus I don't have any excuses to save myself if I get caught anyways. (Since nobody knows I am a reincarnated person and I plan to keep it that way)

"Hmmm after lunch you can help me bake some mochi" curious I asked, "Kaa-san what is mochi?"

She replied "You will know soon," I thought to myself 'In my past life I was born in America so maybe this is some Japanese sweet? Since Naruto is made in Japan they would likely add some references about their cultural food here for nationalism right?'

After eating lunch with my family my mother and I walked towards the kitchen. She then opened the pantry and pulled out a bag of sugar, a bag of rice flour, cornstarch, a tray, a pot, bean paste, and some measuring cups. She placed them all in an orderly fashion, poured the rice flour in the pot, and poured ¾ of water on one of the measuring cups.

She then proceeded to pour the water into the rice flour bowl. She gave me the wooden spoon and asked "Aika can you please mix it until it's nice and soft?" She asked. I obeyed my mother's request and began to mix the two ingredients. After mixing the two ingredients until they were soft like she had told me. My mother took the bowl and spilled its contents into the pot and placed a cloth on top of it. She placed the pot on top of the stove.

"Now we wait for 20 minutes can you do that for me Aika?" she said, doubting my abilities to be patient. "Of course I can wait Kaa-san" 'Hehe don't underestimate the patience of a part-time baker even if I haven't baked anything for five years!'

20 minutes of awkward silence had passed. the mochi was now ready! My mother grabbed the pot, removed the cloth covering the top of the pot, and removed all of the mochi. She placed it in a bowl and requested of me. "Aika could you please pour two cups of sugar in the bowl?"

I grasped the bag of sugar and poured exactly two cups of sugar. With grace, my mother grabbed the two cups and poured them into the bowl where she then quickly mixed them. After they were completely mixed she snatched the bag of cornstarch and spread it on the tray.

She allowed the mochi to spill into the tray to which she then began to stir the mochi together with the cornstarch. Once she completely mixed them she pulled out a knife and cut the mochi into equal slices. Completing her task she laid her hand on some bean paste which she rolled into a ball. My mother then grabbed the mochi and wrapped it around the bean paste ball.

She repeated the process until there wasn't any mochi left. With a satisfied smile, she had finally completed the process of making mochi. "Kaa-san you look really happy!" I said with a smile. "Aika didn't you notice?" she asked "What?" I questioned

To which she answered, "you were smiling the entire time we were making mochi!" I immediately blushed from embarrassment and hid my face. "Really?" I asked already knowing the answer. "Yes, you were smiling the entire time! Now go get Sakura she will love to eat this with you" She commanded.

I bolted towards Sakura's room (It's also my room) and said extremely quickly "HeymomandImademochiandyouneedtogowithmesothatwecaneat!" without even giving Sakura the chance to respond I dragged her to the living room where mother had already set up plates with mochi on them.

"Now Sakura, Aika don't eat the mochi yet it is too ho-" before she finished saying her warning I shoved the mochi into my mouth. 'The taste is so good! It's melting in my mouth! Wait hold on' I felt a sudden influx of pain in my mouth "It burns!" I screamed and spat the mochi on my plate. My mother sighed and Sakura looked disgusted "This is why you need to listen to what I'm saying before you do something," Mother said with an irritated smile.

In the end mother, Sakura, and I ate all the mochi together. I later questioned my mother on why she didn't invite our father to eat mochi with us to which she answered "This is his punishment for making another stupid joke at lunch"

'Yikes! Women are scary! Wait won't I also become one?!' I fell into a small depression after that thought.

A/N {There will be no chapter tomorrow because the internet shut off and because of that I was unable to write Chapter 5 I deeply apologize for the inconvenience. Please read the Author's thought below.}