Led by Neji, Sasuke and Boruto crossed the villa's courtyard and entered the hall farther inside.
Quite a few people were already seated in the hall, chatting around a large coffee table.
Tetsuya sat at the head, with Izuna and Madara on his right and Tobirama on his left.
Farther down sat the orange-haired Yahiko and Konan, with Rin beside Konan.
"Master, I've brought Sasuke and Boruto."
At Neji's call, everyone turned to look at Sasuke.
In that instant, the pressure was overwhelming.
Boruto, who had never faced a gathering like this, instinctively hid behind Sasuke.
Tetsuya looked at Sasuke and greeted him with a smile.
"Hey there, Sasuke from the future. You've done pretty well for yourself. A Six-Tomoe Rinnegan in each eye. And that brat over there, your name's Noncombustible Trash, right?"
Boruto: ?????
"Hahaha, just kidding. I know you. Your name's Boruto Uzumaki, right?"
Madara frowned at Sasuke.
"You're the Uchiha from the future? What kind of outfit is that? Since when does the Uchiha Clan need to skulk around hiding our faces? And you've even grown your hair out to cover your eyes? What, do the Uchiha of the future not dare show their eyes anymore? What a waste of that pair of Rinnegan. Hmph."
"Brother, don't be so harsh. Sasuke came back from the future. Naturally, he can't draw too much attention."
Izuna offered an explanation on Sasuke's behalf.
Then he looked at Sasuke, who bore an eighty-percent resemblance to him, and asked,
"Judging by your appearance, you must be in your thirties, right? Are you married? How many children do you have? That foolish brother of yours left barely anyone alive in the Uchiha Clan. You need to shoulder the responsibility of rebuilding our clan."
Sasuke's expression immediately darkened. Sure enough, whether in the