Are those Mr. Sasuke and his Parents of this era?
But...
Boruto confusedly recalled the past events that his father and elders occasionally mentioned, as well as the few words he learned in the Ninja Academy's history class.
Sasuke Uchiha, didn't you lose all your relatives and become an orphan because of that terrible "Uchiha Clan Massacre night" when you were very young?
What's going on with this warm, Parents scene in front of me, where the mother is even gently comforting her injured son?
Time and space seemed to have a huge, creepy rift at this moment.
Adult Sasuke still stood stiffly on the spot, with his exposed right eye locked firmly on the black-haired couple opposite and the one between them.
His right hand under his broad sleeves was unconsciously clenched into a fist, and his nails dug deeply into his palm, causing a slight sting, but it was far less than the overwhelming pain and absurdity in his heart.
What is going on in this world...Konoha at this time...?
And "Plough"'s cold warning about "no contact" and "no influence" was like the heaviest Shackles at this moment, making him almost breathless.
He could only stand there like a stone statue, watching helplessly as the "past" slowly walked past him, carrying the warmth he had lost for a long time, towards a direction he could never go back to.
He also wanted to ask what was going on, but...
Standing next to him, Boruto could clearly feel the almost substantial and complex aura emanating from Adult Sasuke, which was mixed with huge impact, deep pain and cold restraint.
He opened his mouth, but could not utter a single word. He could only look at the backs of the family of three who were gradually receding and who belonged to the "past" with the same shock and confusion.
Adult Sasuke almost relied on strong willpower to tear his eyes away from the back of the family of three who were gradually retreating.
He felt that Boruto beside him was breathing rapidly, and he was obviously shocked by this scene that was completely inconsistent with his cognition.
Can't stay, can't attract attention, can't... lose control.
Sasuke grabbed Boruto's wrist tightly with an unquestionable strength.
"Let's go." A syllable that was so short that it was almost inaudible squeezed out from his tight lips.
He pulled Boruto, who was still in a daze, turned around, and almost forced him to walk quickly in the opposite direction to the family of three.
The pace is fast, even a little hasty, completely unlike the usual calm and calm Sasuke Uchiha.
They passed through a less crowded street, turned into a secluded alley, and then quickly turned into another slightly wider street. They turned two turns in a row until they were sure that they were far away from the shocking place. Sasuke stopped suddenly in the shadow of a corner where debris was piled.
He loosened his grip on Boruto's hand, and his remaining right hand trembled slightly, then he squeezed it tightly and carried it behind his back.
His back was to Boruto, and the lines of his shoulders were extremely tight, as if he was trying his best to calm the turbulent waves raging in his heart.
"It's weird." Sasuke's voice was low and hoarse.
"The information transmitted by 'Plough' shows that the time and space coordinates of our arrival should correspond to the ruling period of Fifth Hokage Tsunade."
"But my Parents passed away when Third took charge of Konoha for the second time. I am not in the village at this time due to some reasons."
"Mr. Sasuke, do you mean that we have come to a... completely different 'past'?"
"I don't know."
Sasuke's answer was very straightforward.
"But whether it is due to time and space confusion, or whether the world itself is different from the history we know, we must find out."
His eyes became sharp and firm again, and the determination belonging to Ninja overcame the chaos in his heart.
Adult Sasuke looked at Boruto: "Boruto, I am going to investigate some things on my own and confirm whether some... key time nodes and events exist.
The goal for two people together is too big, and there are some places where it might be more appropriate for me to go alone."
"Okay."
Boruto nodded and agreed without thinking.
"You also have a mission."
Sasuke deploys quickly, "Use your identity and age advantages to go to crowded places, such as barbecue restaurants, Training Ground outskirts, and markets, and listen to the chats between ordinary villagers and young Ninja.
Pay attention to gathering intelligence, focusing on: Who is the current Hokage? Has anything big happened in the village recently? And..."
He hesitated slightly, "Pay attention to whether there is any news about your father and his recent movements.
But remember the warning of 'Plough' and never take the initiative to contact people directly related to you and me."
"Yes!" Boruto nodded heavily, keeping the key points of the mission in mind.
"Be vigilant and hide yourself."
Sasuke gave final instructions, his eyes sweeping over Boruto's young but determined face.
"This world is basically a complete stranger to you. Remember, safety comes first. If you encounter a danger that you cannot handle, give priority to retreat and concealment."
"I understand, Mr. Sasuke."
"So..."
Sasuke raised his head and looked at the sun.
"We will meet there at dusk, when the light is the dimmest and the vision is most affected."
He raised his hand and pointed to the distance, to the huge rock wall with only four statues at the moment.
"On Hokage Rock. There is a blind spot near the head of the First Hokage statue."
"Yes, see you at dusk, Hokage Rock First."
Boruto lowered his voice and repeated the meeting point and time.
Sasuke nodded, and finally took a deep look at Boruto. The look in his eyes was complex, containing trust, trust, and a hint of worry.
This child is just like his father, looking quite uneasy.
But in Konoha, nothing big should happen.
Immediately, he said no more, and his figure blended into the shadow of the building next to him like a ghost. After a few ups and downs, he completely disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.
Boruto stood alone in the shadow of the alley, taking a few deep breaths to calm down his still agitated mood.
He touched the hidden "plough" and Ninja Tool Pouch, and then looked down at his period-appropriate attire.
A strange era, strange historical deviations, lonely investigative tasks... everything is full of unknowns and risks.
But his eyes gradually became firmer.
"Okay, let's start investigating!"
Boruto The first place I thought of going to was Ichiraku Ramen.
Because my father likes to eat Ichiraku Ramen the most. It should still be morning now. If I go there near lunch, I will definitely see my father.