The Omni-Dimensional morning light had gently blanketed Leaf for seven days straight. The Fourteen-Fold Rhythm Stele had turned into an ordinary blue stone, rooted in the center of the plaza. It no longer shone with dazzling light, yet it gave every passing breeze a sense of calm.
Boruto sat atop the blue stone stele, his fingertips lightly touching its surface. The patterns of the fourteen-fold rhythm flowed through his palm like blood vessels. The Jōgan had long since withdrawn its brilliant glare, leaving only a layer of warm silver radiance that reflected the children playing below. They held paper kites painted with starships, water drops, and glowing mist, running beneath the sunlight, while a wisp of Breath of the Boundless tied to the end of each kite string drifted toward every corner of the omni-dimensions.
"What are you thinking about?"
Sarada's voice came from below. She wore simple purple casual clothes, the Eternal Mangekyo having reined in all its sharpness, leaving only peace in her eyes. Mitsuki leaned against the side of the stele, the Gap Net transformed into fine strands of light, gently resonating with the heartbeat of every living being in the omni-dimensions. It was no longer probing—only keeping company.
Boruto lowered his head, the corners of his lips lifting in a faint smile. "I was thinking that before, we were always busy rushing toward things, protecting things, searching for things. Now that it's suddenly quiet, I'm actually a little unused to it."
Mitsuki opened his eyes, pale-gold eye markings flickering softly. "The omni-dimensions have returned to order. Symbiosis has become the norm. Crisis is gone, conflict has faded. This is the end point we kept rushing toward."
"An end point is also a starting point." Sarada raised her eyes toward the horizon, where the Starship Clan's vessels