Destroying the Ōtsutsuki Clan

"We won," Boruto said softly. His voice was quiet, yet it flowed into everyone's hearts like a warm current.

The square erupted in deafening cheers!

People embraced and wept, children raised their hands and jumped for joy, and the elderly smiled with their palms pressed together. The ninjas took off their goggles, revealing smiles they hadn't worn in a long time. It was as if all of Leaf had awoken from a long nightmare and been given a new lease on life.

"Let's go home." Naruto came over and gently patted his son on the shoulder, his eyes full of pride. "Kiyomi and Kota are waiting for you."

Boruto nodded, though his steps were unsteady—not from his injuries, but from the relief of finally being able to set down his burden.

As soon as he opened the front door, the familiar aroma of home-cooked food greeted him.

The next second, Kiyomi rushed into his arms.

She didn't ask, "Does it hurt?" or "Are you tired?" She simply held him tight, running her fingertips over his arms, shoulders, and back again and again, as if making sure he had really come home.

"Are you all right?" Her voice trembled slightly.

"I'm fine." Boruto buried his face in her hair and breathed in deeply. "It's all over."

Just then, Kota came running over too, pounding his father's leg with his little fists. "Dad! You were amazing! I saw the light in the sky! My teacher said it was the 'Light of Sealing.' Was that you?"

"Haha." Boruto crouched down and swept him into his arms. "That's right. It was proof that Dad defeated the bad guys with his strongest technique."

"I'll be that strong someday, too!" Kota tilted up his little face, his eyes shining like stars.

"You will." Boruto ruffled his