Divine Tree Descent

Kota pushed the door open. The wooden door gave a soft creak, and sunlight slanted in from the hallway, laying a warm strip of light across the floor. He stood in the doorway, his little hands gripping the hem of his shirt as he stared without blinking at the person in the hospital bed.

"Kota." Boruto beckoned him over. His voice was a little hoarse, but still held its familiar warmth.

Only then did Kota let go of his shirt. He dashed over and threw himself into his father's arms, burying his little face against Boruto's chest. "Dad, you're finally awake," he mumbled.

Boruto gently stroked his son's soft black hair, feeling his shoulders tremble beneath his fingertips. The boy hadn't said anything, but he must have been so worried he couldn't sleep. "Mm," he murmured. "Sorry I made you worry."

"I wasn't worried!" Kota jerked his head up, his eyes slightly red, but stubbornly raised his chin. "I knew you'd win! Everyone in the village said you defeated that Otsutsuki monster. I knew... you'd come back!"

Boruto smiled, and the weariness around his eyes seemed to fade a little beneath the boy's youthful spirit. "That's right. I won," he said, his tone calm but carrying immense weight.

Just then, Sylvie pushed open the door and entered, the hem of her white coat swaying lightly with her steps. She went to the bedside and expertly checked Boruto's pupils, pulse, and Chakra flow. "You're recovering well," she said with her usual cool composure. "You can be discharged in two more days. But—" She paused, her gaze carrying a hint of warning. "Don't force that power again. Your cells are still healing."

Boruto nodded in thanks. After Sylvie left, the room fell quiet for a few seconds, with only the rustle of