Konoha
In the living room of Naruto's residence.
Kushina was feeding a small spoonful of cake into Himawari's mouth.
Himawari got frosting all over her mouth, smiling with her eyes curved into crescents.
Minato Namikaze was talking to Boruto about training in the Flying Thunder God.
When he learned that Boruto had already mastered the Flying Raijin Second Stage, his eyes were full of praise.
"At your age, to be able to practice the second stage to this extent, your talent is even better than your grandpa's was back in the day."
Minato Namikaze smiled.
Then, he began to explain his years of experience practicing the Flying Thunder God to Boruto, from the sensory nodes of the technique to the fine-tuning skills of spatial coordinates, one by one.
Boruto listened extremely attentively, nodding from time to time, firmly locking these precious experiences in his heart.
"Hum..."
At that exact moment, a soft sound came from the center of the living room.
Immediately after, a spatial gate slowly opened up.
Minato Namikaze turned his head to look and said softly, "It seems Naruto and the others are back."
Himawari, who was eating cake, and Boruto raised their heads at the same time, their gazes turning in unison toward the spatial gate.
Amid their expectant gazes, a figure with black hair and black eyes, wearing a White Haori and boasting a handsome expression, walked out slowly.
So this is the dad of this spacetime?
He's so cool!
Himawari widened her eyes, completely different from the dad in her own spacetime who was always wearing the Hokage Cloak.
Boruto was also stunned for a moment.
The last time they met, the dad of this spacetime was already different from the dad of his spacetime.
Only two years had passed, and the dad of