Seeing Naruto Uzumaki push open the door and enter, with Kakashi and the others following behind him, Minato wiped at the corners of his eyes.
The worry that had hung over his heart for two years finally lifted at this moment. No matter what, it was good that they had returned.
"Yo, Dad. You still look as energetic as ever." Naruto smiled and waved at Minato.
Minato drew a deep breath, slammed a palm onto the desk before him, and snapped, "You brat, where the hell have you been these past two years? Do you know how worried your mother was about you?!"
"Ah..."
"Ah!"
Naruto jolted, instinctively exchanging looks with Kakashi and the other three behind him, only to find the same expression on all their faces.
"Two years?" Their equally shocked tones conveyed their disbelief.
Naruto waved his hands. "Dad, there has to be some mistake. Even counting the travel time, it couldn't have been more than ten days. How could it possibly have been two years? You're kidding, right?"
Minato sat back down and snorted. "Do you think I'm the kind of person who would joke about something like this?"
Naruto wanted to say more, but Kakashi placed a hand on his shoulder and said gravely, "Naruto, there's no need to bother explaining. It seems time flowed differently on the two sides. Perhaps two years really did pass here in Konoha."
Naruto looked around and saw that no one's expression seemed unusual. In the end, he helplessly accepted the fact.
Time and space were strange things to begin with, and Naruto knew very little about them. It was possible that time had passed differently.
Fine, two years it is. It's not that big a deal anyway, Naruto thought. He had been bored staying in Konoha before, after