Naruto, my father's name is Uchiha Madara.

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Ban's deep voice rang out again, carrying a hint of barely perceptible solemnity and...doubt?

"Otsutsuki?"

He repeated the name, the crimson kaleidoscope flashing: "The Otsutsuki clan...aren't they already..."

He seemed to want to say something, but his words stopped abruptly, his brow furrowed, as if he had touched upon some vague fragments of memory.

Sasuke looked at Madara, his Rinnegan scrutinizing him: "No. In our time, three more Otsutsuki descended upon the ninja world. Naruto and I... the future Naruto, fought a fierce battle and finally defeated two of them."

His tone was calm, yet it revealed the ferocity and difficulty of that battle: "But the last one, Urashiki, was extremely cunning. Seeing that he could not defeat us on the front lines, he came up with this vicious plan—to go back in time, eliminate us before our power was fully developed, and fundamentally dismantle our existence."

Minato gasped, his expression beneath his blond hair growing even more grave: "So you followed him closely, traversing time and space, just to stop him before he succeeded?"

Sasuke's gaze returned to Minato, a hint of complexity in his eyes: "However... it seems we've made a slight mistake."

He looked around at this sealed space, which was completely different from the sewers he had entered before; it was now a warm room.

His tone carried a hint of self-deprecation and helplessness: "The era we traveled to is not the past that belongs to 'me' as I remember it. Rather..."

"But rather, it's a world of another possibility."

Minato picked up the conversation, his gentle face displaying a scholarly calm analysis: "A parallel universe that differs from the historical trajectory we know, right?"

Sasuke's mental projection nodded slightly, confirming Minato's guess: "Yes. So, this explains why Naruto's power system is so different from what we remember."

He glanced at the silent Ban: "That also explains why there are some... 'unexpected' factors here."

His tone was noticeably more relaxed: "More importantly, this means that our actions here, whether successful or not, will not directly affect the cause and effect of 'our' era."

"It won't trigger the so-called butterfly effect or cause a spacetime paradox. We just need to stop Urashiki and then find a way back."

"Parallel universes..."

The Nine-Tailed Fox's enormous head shook, seemingly understanding the concept.

But then, its golden vertical pupils suddenly lit up, with a hint of cunning: "Oh! I understand! In other words, that bastard named Urashiki didn't know that he had actually traveled to a parallel universe, right?"

"He still thought this was his past, a crucial point where he could kill the young Naruto and thus erase the future Naruto!"

Sasuke's lips curled into a cold smile, his Rinnegan flashing with unwavering determination. "So, regardless of whether this place is 'my' past..."

His gaze swept over Minato and Kurama, and finally, with an undeniable protective will, landed on Uchiha Madara, as if declaring, or perhaps making a vow:

"As long as that guy's target is still Naruto,"

Sasuke's voice was resolute, as firm as a rock: "I will protect him. I will use every means to stop Urashiki from succeeding!"

After he finished speaking, the sealed space fell silent.

Only the faint hum of chakra energy collisions and the occasional soft creaking of the iron gate could be heard.

Minato looked at Sasuke, his eyes filled with a complex light—

He felt gratified for his son's future, heartbroken for the young man burdened with a heavy mission, and worried about the brutal battle to come.

The nine-tailed fox nodded its massive head and snorted, acknowledging the statement.

Meanwhile, Madara Uchiha, with his crimson Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, still stared intently at Sasuke's purple Rinnegan, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

This Uchiha junior from the future carries a deep-seated hatred for "himself," yet possesses a power that even he finds astonishing.

And so steadfastly protecting Naruto Uzumaki...

All of this gave him a feeling he had never experienced before...

Chaos and interest.

He remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.

Just as the atmosphere within the sealed space was delicate, and a spiritual exchange was taking place—

Chapter 137 No matter how things change, Dad is still Dad!

"What is Uncle Sasuke doing?"

Seeing Sasuke standing there blankly, Boruto muttered in confusion.

"...Boruto?"

Hearing Naruto call his name, Boruto jumped in surprise: "Dad? You're still awake?"

Naruto scratched his head: "Ever since Shisui left his eye power in my body, I can break free from genjutsu on my own unless it's too strong."

Just then, Naruto suddenly spoke up: "I...I'm sorry...I almost..."

He looked at Boruto, whose body was still covered in mud and covered in the mess left by the battle.

Especially when he thought about his merciless and murderous Rasengan, a strong sense of guilt and lingering fear welled up in his heart.

If Sasuke had arrived a moment later...

"It's okay, Dad!"

Boruto quickly waved his hand, interrupting Naruto's apology, and a slightly embarrassed yet relieved smile appeared on his face: "The responsibility is mine. I didn't explain the situation clearly, and I was treated as a suspicious person right away. Anyone would have taken action in that situation."

He scratched his blond hair, which was also covered in mud, and said with genuine amazement and a hint of frustration, "But... I really didn't expect it! The dad in this world was this strong even when he was a kid! Absolutely ridiculously strong!"

Naruto blinked, still seemingly not fully recovered from the pain he had just experienced: "Strong? Me?"

He glanced at his fist subconsciously, then looked at Boruto: "Was the 'me' in your world... weak when I was a child?"

He asked the question somewhat cautiously, with a hint of curiosity.

Boruto shook his head: "I haven't seen you from that period in person. But I've heard Uncle Sasuke talk about it many times."

He mimicked the adult Sasuke's cold and slightly disdainful tone: "He said that his dad—that is, you—didn't do well in school when he was young, and was particularly mischievous. He was a well-known... underachiever."

After Boruto finished speaking, he secretly observed Naruto's reaction.

Naruto froze, his blue eyes filled with astonishment: "This...this is..."

He murmured, "Just like I was before I met my dad (Minato)? If it weren't for my dad and the others pushing me, I probably wouldn't be where I am today."

Now it was Boruto's turn to be stunned: "Before we met them? Wait! Them??"

He keenly noticed the unusual way Naruto addressed him: "Don't you only have one father, Grandpa (Minato)? Just now in the sealed space..."

Naruto said matter-of-factly, "Besides my dad, I also have an old man, which is Uchiha Madara..."

"Uchiha Madara?!"

Boruto almost cried out in surprise, but luckily he covered his mouth in time. His eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief and shock.

"That...that legendary ninja?! The one from the Valley of the End?! The one who was killed by the First Hokage..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was obvious.

That terrifying being, depicted in history books as a ninja world demon who unleashed bloodshed, was actually this world's father's...father?!

Wouldn't that mean he's my godfather?

No, no, no! How could the most ruthless and heartless Uchiha, as recorded in history books, do such a thing?

Naruto nodded, his expression calm, even with a touch of warm reminiscence: "At first, I didn't know any of this. All I knew was that when I was three years old, a voice suddenly appeared in my head. He was fierce, spoke coldly, and always said I was stupid and weak."

Naruto paused, but a slight smile appeared on his lips: "But... I know I have a father now. I'm no longer an orphan. I'm really... happy."

As he said this, his blue eyes shone with a pure light, the most genuine joy of a child finding someone to rely on.

Boruto felt a sudden jolt when he saw the genuine happiness on Naruto's face as he spoke.

That expression... it's so familiar.

It was like a brand deep in his memory, the memory of waiting for a long time outside the Hokage Building every time he was a child.

When she finally saw her father hurry out the door, a smile instantly bloomed on her face, a smile that was both aggrieved and incredibly satisfied.

That's the most instinctive reaction when someone longs for their father's love and finally receives a response.

So... the fathers in this world had such a special kind of "fatherly love" when they were so young?

Even if the one who gave this "fatherly love" was one of the most feared names in the history of the ninja world.

"And then,"

Naruto continued, his tone much lighter, "My father—that is, Minato Namikaze—also appeared inside my body."

He pointed to his stomach: "So now, my body is inhabited by my dad (Madara), my father (Minato), and the Nine-Tails."

He shrugged, his face showing an expression of "I'm helpless" but actually a little smug: "It's noisy every day, never a moment of peace."

Boruto was stunned, his lips twitching involuntarily as he imagined the three big shots arguing inside one person's body.

There are so many things to complain about that I don't know where to begin, so all I can do is sigh and say, "It's really... lively."

Naruto grinned, as if he'd found a kindred spirit, revealing his signature sunny smile: "Although they often argue, especially Dad and the Nine-Tails, they always seem on the verge of fighting, and Dad always tries to mediate... but,"

Naruto's smile softened and became more confident. "I feel that their relationship... is actually quite good."

He recalled Madara's occasional acceptance of Minato's ninjutsu theories in the sealed space, the Nine-Tails' constant borrowing of chakra despite its grumbling, and Minato's patience in always trying to reconcile conflicts...

Although the way it was done was awkward, it was indeed the atmosphere of "home" that he felt.

Looking at the warm and contented smile on Naruto's face, Boruto felt a mix of emotions.

The father in this world seems to have had a peculiar yet... complete childhood and family that he could never have imagined.

Although the method was bizarre, the happiness he saw was genuine.

Just then, Naruto seemed to remember something very important.

The blue eyes lit up instantly, filled with expectant light, and stared intently at Boruto: "By the way, Boruto! Did I in that world... achieve my dream?"

His voice trembled slightly with nervousness and anticipation.

Boruto was taken aback: "Dream? What is your dream?"

"Of course, I want to become Hokage!"

Without hesitation, Naruto answered loudly, his voice booming: "Surpass all the previous Hokage! I will earn the recognition of the entire village! I will make Konoha a better place!"

Looking into Naruto's blue eyes, which shone like flames when he spoke of his dreams.

Looking at the light on his face, which was free of gloom and full of hope and fighting spirit.

Boruto seemed to see the picture of the spirited Seventh Hokage on the wall of his father's office.