Sometimes, fate liked to play such strange jokes. Adult Sasuke's pupils trembled as he looked at the man before him—the man he had once loved beyond measure, then hated to the bone, and finally, after learning the whole truth, had caused his heart to ache as though it were being carved apart—his older brother, Itachi Uchiha.
He could not help raising his hand, but the next moment, he remembered the purpose of this journey: to protect Naruto of this era.
Moreover, according to the warning Karasuki had given them, anything they did could cause someone in the future to disappear, making him lower his hand again.
But Itachi happened to be leading the Sasuke of this era straight toward him.
Sasuke raised a hand and pulled down the brim of his hat, hoping to avoid too much interaction.
However, something unexpected happened. Little Sasuke and Itachi, who had been about to pass them by, suddenly stopped.
Itachi found it strange. Why did this person give him such a bizarre feeling—both familiar and unfamiliar?
Little Sasuke, meanwhile, happened to stop beside Boruto. He carefully examined the guy in front of him, who looked a lot like that guy, then raised his head to look at the person beside him—the guy who instinctively irritated him deep down.
"Hey, what's your name?"
Little Sasuke stared hard at Boruto, making Boruto panic a little.
"M-Me? My name is Boruto."
Was my master like this when he was little? Why was he so aggressive? He was nothing like my master!
Little Sasuke then raised his head and looked toward adult Sasuke, wanting to see the face beneath his hat.
Sasuke immediately lowered his head further and pulled the brim down again.
Little Sasuke directly turned toward his older brother, Itachi Uchiha, then pointed his middle