Naruto had never talked this much or been this happy, not even with his own parents. Only in front of Haku could he experience feelings no one else could give him—security, peace, and tenderness.
Naruto wanted to cling desperately to that tenderness and never let go. Haku's appearance—long black hair, deep brown eyes, beautiful phoenix-shaped brows—was something that could only exist in Awen's world. Her beauty was enough to topple kingdoms, and those features gave her an almost otherworldly, dimensional kind of beauty in Naruto's eyes.
By dimensional beauty, he meant that in Awen's world, Naruto and the others were considered two-dimensional, as were the beautiful female characters within it. Yet Awen's world itself also seemed two-dimensional to Naruto.
To Naruto, Haku was like a two-dimensional beautiful girl standing right before him, just as Megumi Kato, Kurumi Tokisaki, Mai Sakurajima, Mikoto Misaka, and other such two-dimensional beauties stood before Awen.
"Akatsuki... Naruto, I never expected what you went through to surpass even my imagination. A terrifying organization like this has set its sights on your life." Haku returned the scroll to Naruto.
"Big Sister Haku, what are you..." Naruto looked at the scroll in his hands in confusion.
"No, Naruto. You can't throw a child's tantrum. This isn't something as simple as a toy. I'm now the chief official of the Land of Snow, and you're a ninja of Konoha. You should hand this over to the Hokage!" Haku said seriously.
Naruto's face fell. "Granny Tsunade will definitely toss this thing into a corner and let it gather dust. Elders like Danzo, Utatane Koharu, and Mitokado Homura have always rejected these things. Back when cinemas were first introduced, my father, the Fourth Hokage, had to force it through despite all the opposition. Those old-timers say this stuff is nothing but