Before he could react, the bathhouse owner led a group of women and chased him.
The boss clutched the mop, and veins popped out on his neck.
The women behind him all had red eyes, staring at Boruto and Sasuke with murderous gazes.
"You are the ones peeping?!"
The boss's voice was so loud that the whole street could hear it.
Boruto was so frightened by this formation that his body froze and he quickly waved his hand to explain.
"No, it's that person just now..."
"Not you?"
The boss interrupted Boruto's words, pointed at the telescope in Boruto's hand and said sternly, "You have all the tools to commit crimes, how dare you quibble?"
Boruto looked down at the telescope in his hand, then looked up at the boss's angry face. He couldn't say anything for a moment and didn't know where to put his hands.
"Ah, no, that person gave this to me!"
Sasuke stood behind Boruto and sighed.
He stretched out his hand to hold Boruto's shoulder, and was about to take a step forward to explain clearly to the boss, when a voice came in from the side.
"They are not."
"The person you are looking for has been captured by Lord Hokage over there."
The voice was neither urgent nor slow, with a kind of inexplicable convincingness.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw Naruto walking slowly over. Her golden hair was particularly conspicuous in the afternoon sun. Jōnin's vest was clean and neat, and the expression on her face was very calm.
Boruto The moment he saw this face, his pupils shrank.
"Dosan?"
These two words blurted out, and Sasuke next to me felt a little thump in my heart.
Boruto's eyes were wide open and his mouth was slightly open, as if someone had pressed the pause button.
The man in front of him was indeed his father, and his facial features were exactly the same as the photos he remembered of his father when he was young, but his appearance was completely different from the middle-aged father he remembered who was buried in piles of documents all day long.
The hair is neat, the face is youthful and energetic, and the temperament of the body is also different.
How should I put it, he looked more like the grandfather he had seen in the photos.
Sasuke was no less shocked than Boruto.
"What's going on?"
"This is Naruto, yes, but it looks different from what I remember."
"Did he look like this for a period of time after I left Konoha?"
Sasuke quietly tried to sense Naruto's Chakra.
But, I can't feel anything.
Naruto standing in front of him was like a pool of stagnant water. Let alone his strength, he couldn't even tell whether he had Chakra on him.
It's not an exaggeration to know that his Six Paths Level's perception ability is Shinobi World walking sideways, but he can't see through the person in front of him.
If Naruto knew that Sasuke was secretly sensing his Chakra, he would probably laugh out loud.
With Absolute Control here, no one can get to know him unless he takes the initiative to release Chakra.
But what Sasuke is more concerned about at this time is not this.
What he cares about is the attitude of the bathhouse owner and others towards Naruto.
When the bathhouse owner heard Naruto's words, the anger on his face suddenly disappeared. He put on a familiar and polite expression and rubbed his hands.
"It turns out to be Naruto Jōnin, so it seems to be a misunderstanding. Since it is a misunderstanding, let's take the first step!"
After saying that, the bathhouse owner took the women and left quickly.
Sasuke saw all this in his eyes, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
The Naruto in his memory was that when he was this age, everyone would avoid him when walking on the Konoha street.
There was disgust, fear, and indifference in the eyes of those villagers, but there was no such natural and taken-for-granted trust and intimacy as at this moment.
"Wait, Jōnin?"
"Isn't the current Naruto Genin?"
This is not right.
Nothing is right.
After everyone dispersed, Naruto's eyes fell on Boruto's face, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Did you just call me Dosang?"
Boruto Hearing this, his body froze, his mind went blank for a moment, he opened his mouth but no words came out.
Mr. Sasuke told him not to talk nonsense, reveal his identity, or change the past.
But the biggest flaw was revealed in his first sentence.
Boruto was so panicked that he didn't know where to put his hands. He subconsciously took half a step back and bumped into Sasuke's chest.
Sasuke stretched out his hand to protect Boruto behind him. His movements were natural. He looked at Naruto expressionlessly and said in a calm tone, "Well, you heard wrong."
Naruto smiled softly after hearing this, and moved his gaze from Boruto to Sasuke's face.
He tilted his head, looked at Sasuke's remaining right eye and said:
"Uncle, your voice sounds very familiar!"
"Looks like a friend of mine!"
Sasuke was shocked, but his face remained calm.
"When did Naruto's insight become so sharp?"
His mind was spinning rapidly, stringing together all the strange things he had observed in just a few minutes.
Naruto's appearance, the attitude of the villagers towards him, Chakra that was completely invisible to him, and the words that made the back of his neck shiver at this moment.
This was completely different from the past he remembered.
In his memory, Naruto during this period, although his strength had improved, was definitely not what he is now.
Now Naruto has a temperament that even he finds dangerous.
At this moment, Sasuke had a horrifying thought in his mind.
"Is this really the past I knew?"
Just when the atmosphere was delicate, a series of screams came from the distance.
"Spare your life, Tsunade..."
"I just went to see the scenery..."
"I really won't dare to do it next time..."
Then there was a dense muffled sound of fists hitting flesh, and finally ended with a long scream.
Several people followed the sound and looked over.
A moment later, Tsunade dragged a man who had been beaten into a pig's head out of the alley.
Jiraiya's face has been swollen to the point where the original outline cannot be discerned, with a purple swelling on each eye, a crooked band-aid on the bridge of his nose, and a vegetable leaf hanging from an unknown source on his long white hair.
Tsunade dragged Jiraiya in front of Naruto, let go, and clapped his palms, then he noticed Boruto and Sasuke.
She glanced back and forth between the two of them, frowning slightly.
"You are not from Konoha."
"Who are you?"
Sasuke mentally assessed the situation in front of him quickly.
One of Tsunade, Konoha Fifth Hokage, Sannin, and Monster Strength can smash a ditch into the street with one punch. The risk of lying in front of her is extremely high.
But if his true identity is revealed now, the consequences will be even more difficult to deal with.
He reached into the inside of his cloak and pulled out a red ball.
He threw the red ball into the air, and the ball exploded into a small piece of colorful ribbon in mid-air.
"We are street performers who walk the streets."
"Passing by Konoha, come in and see if there's any business."
Tsunade stared at Sasuke for two seconds, doubtful.
Although the identity of a street artist is suspicious, it is not outrageous. Shinobi World does have this kind of artist group that moves around.
"Without submitting an application to enter the village in advance, according to regulations, you cannot move around freely."
Tsunade folded his arms in front of his chest and said in a non-negotiable tone, "But since you have come in, you must accept full surveillance."
"It's natural."
Sasuke nodded, with no trace of emotion on his expression.
Tsunade thought for a while and prepared to call ANBU over.
It is usually easiest to leave this kind of surveillance task to ANBU, and just arrange for two people to follow you throughout the process.
At this time Naruto suddenly spoke.
"Tsunade Mother-in-law, give them to me!"
Everyone's eyes fell on Naruto at the same time.
Sasuke frowned almost imperceptibly.
"Does this guy already doubt us?"
"He deliberately took us into his hands. Did he want to observe us up close?"
Boruto stood behind Sasuke, not daring to express his anger.
He has been in a state of shock from just now until now.
The father in front of him was completely different from the one in his memory, the way he spoke was different, and the way he looked at people was different.
In my memory, my father looked at people with warm eyes, sometimes a little silly, but the eyes of the person in front of him were calm and sharp, as if he could see people from the inside out.
What's going on with this sense of oppression?
ps: It was originally set that Naruto would have its own Mangekyō Sharingan and then Susanoo would become gold, but I read the comments and said it should be the color of Chakra, now it is changed to gold!