After a warm night—just casually chatting, talking about trivial things from the past, and listening to Kushina tell stories of the fun and adventures she and Minato Namikaze had shared as ninja partners—Naruto felt his eyelids growing heavier and heavier. At last, with an unprecedented sense of security, he fell into a deep sleep.
For Naruto, this was the first time in his life... being with his mother so naturally, talking with her, even falling asleep to her stories.
For a creature known as a protagonist, it was practically an unimaginable luxury.
After his body fell asleep, Naruto's consciousness arrived in another familiar place.
The air was fresh, carrying the fragrance of green grass and wildflowers. Before him stretched a boundless, vast prairie. A breeze swept through it, sending wave after wave of grass rolling across the land.
Yet ten years ago, this place had still been a dark, damp space permeated by an ominous aura.
If not for the towering iron gate standing in his field of vision, reaching all the way to the top of the consciousness space, and the enormous fluffy orange-red mass curled up behind it like a small mountain, it would have been no different from a real grassland.
He had arrived in the depths of his heart—the sealing space.
Naruto slowly walked forward. He discovered that Kurama was currently like a giant orange cat lacking any sense of security, its massive body tightly curled up, its chin buried between its front paws, its tail hanging limply behind it.
The reason was simple. Tonight, after Kushina appeared, Kurama had clearly realized that Naruto would learn it had been directly connected to his parents' deaths. That realization had thrown Kurama's heart into complete turmoil.
It was almost unimaginable. A Tailed Beast, regarded as a natural disaster