"Mm, I'm ready, Dad!"
Boruto answered excitedly, and even calling him "Dad" now rolled more smoothly off his tongue.
"Alright, then let's change locations," Naruto said.
"Why do we need to change locations?" Boruto's confused voice rang out in the dark room, but then he realized that a powerful hand had grabbed hold of him.
Then, a force carried him straight off the bed. He only felt a fierce wind rushing against his face before, in the next second, he arrived atop a small hill.
In Naruto's time, this small hill was where Sasuke's older brother, Itachi, had been buried. Looking down from here, one could see the streetlamp outside the Uchiha Clan Grounds where Itachi often stood.
But in this world, Itachi clearly was not buried here.
The little hill was covered in soft grass. Bright moonlight poured down, leaving it far from dark. Instead, it seemed draped in a hazy veil of light.
Boruto looked around and asked again, "Dad, why did you bring me here?"
Naruto gazed into the distance. Your real dad is beating your mom. I can't exactly beat you in the next room too, can I? After watching the distance for a while, Naruto turned to Boruto and said, "Boruto, come on. Let's make friends."
"Make friends? Why do we have to do that here?" Boruto was deeply puzzled.
"Don't question it, Boruto. Didn't you say you were ready? Come on, let's have a friendly spar first. Let me see your sincerity." As he spoke, Naruto assumed an attacking stance.
Seeing his young father looking ready to fight, Boruto scratched his head. Then inspiration suddenly struck him, and he said, "Dad, I get it. You want to test how well I've been keeping up with my studies, right?"
As he said this, warmth filled