Boruto tries to blend into the streets of Konoha.
He first went to a few food stalls and teahouses that seemed to be very popular, and listened to the chatter around them.
Most of what I heard was about family affairs, trivial tasks, or admiration for a certain Jonin. There was very little information about Hokage and Uchiha. Even if there was any, it was vague. It seemed that the villagers had a subtle avoidance of these two topics.
Just when he was about to change areas, such as going to Training Ground, he passed by a relatively lively Commercial Street.
A building on the corner with a gorgeous sign "House of Wagers" and a half-closed door curtain caught his attention.
There were noisy voices, the crisp sound of dice hitting each other, and cheers or sighs that broke out from time to time.
Casino?
Boruto frowned. This kind of place is a mixed bag, and there may be a lot of information, but the risks are also high.
He planned to walk quickly, but when he inadvertently glanced at the door from the corner of his eye, he was suddenly nailed to the spot as if being attracted by a magnet.
Through the gap in the opened door curtain, he clearly saw two unusually eye-catching figures at a gambling table inside.
One of them, a beautiful woman with brilliant blond hair and a proud figure, was wearing a green robe with the word "Gamble" printed on the back. She was proudly pushing a large pile of chips forward, shouting, "Bet! This one must be 'big'!"
That face, Boruto, would never be mistaken - it was exactly the one he had seen before, Fifth Hokage Lady Tsunade!
It just seems like the eyebrows are less heavy than when he was Hokage, and are a little more flamboyant and unruly.
Sitting next to her was a man with long, straight black hair and a gentle face.
He was wearing deep Red Eyes laminated armor, and with a somewhat helpless and doting smile, he watched Tsunade push the chips out, and then he also put a small pile on them.
He fits into the Casino environment very well, and occasionally laughs heartily.
When Boruto saw this man's face clearly, he felt as if his blood had solidified instantly and his mind went blank.
The face of the first statue on Hokage Rock...
First Hokage, Hashirama Senju?
Wrong!
Absolutely impossible!
Boruto blinked hard and even pinched his face secretly.
It hurts! It's not an illusion!
First Hokage Hashirama Senju, that is the legendary figure who founded Konoha and ended Warring States Period. Decades have passed since his own time!
It is a historical monument that has long since passed away and is engraved on Rock for future generations to admire.
How could he be sitting here alive, gambling with his granddaughter?!
Tsunade is the granddaughter of First Hokage Hashirama Senju. This is basic common sense in Konoha.
But common sense also told him that Hashirama had been dead for many years.
An absurd thought entered Boruto's mind uncontrollably: Could it be that what we fell into was not some past timeline, but some strange "Undying City"?
Or like the kind written in light novels, a wonderful world where all historical figures are resurrected and live together for the same life?
Shock and confusion made him stand at the door for a long time.
He even saw that Hashirama Senju seemed to have lost money, but he just smiled good-naturedly and patted Tsunade on the shoulder, just like a normal grandfather would treat his wayward granddaughter, with connivance and a hint of "there is nothing you can do about it".
Tsunade, on the other hand, was completely immersed in the gambling game. He slapped the table in frustration when he lost, and then tugged on his grandfather's sleeve and asked to "borrow some more capital."
After observing for a few minutes, Boruto discovered a speechless fact: the luck of these two legendary figures at the gambling table seemed... surprisingly bad.
First occasionally won one or two games, but Tsunade never won from the beginning to the end.
"..."
Boruto The corner of his mouth twitched a few times. The feeling of horror and desire for exploration in his heart caused by seeing the "resurrection" of a historical legendary figure were instantly diluted by a huge sense of absurdity and a subtle sense of "disillusionment".
First Hokage and his granddaughter lost money together in Casino?
This scene is too surreal and obviously not a good place to obtain normal information.
In the end, Boruto curled his lips, retracted his gaze decisively, and turned around to leave.
The information here is too "super standard" and full of unreality.
While Boruto was paying attention to both sides of the street, looking for the direction of Training Ground, he was also observing the business landscape of Konoha in this era.
What made him a little concerned was that after walking for several streets, he didn't see any signboard of the family business "Raimon Electric", let alone the shops he was familiar with that sold all kinds of trendy electronic products and fast food.
There are many traditional Ninja Tools shops, fruit and vegetable shops, bookstores and handicraft shops on both sides of the street, giving off a simple atmosphere unique to the old times.
Before I knew it, it was almost noon, and I heard a gurgling sound in my belly.
Boruto touched his pocket, Sasuke still had a lot of money left from his uncle.
He looked up and looked around, trying to find a place to have lunch and get some news in a crowded place like a restaurant.
At this moment, his eyes were attracted by a familiar shop on the corner of the street.
That's Ichiraku Ramen!
Boruto's eyes lit up.
He couldn't be more familiar with this place.
Growing up, he didn't know how many times his father had brought him here.
Right!
Boruto An idea flashed in his mind.
I almost forgot, I originally set this place as my goal, go to Ichiraku Ramen to see if my dad is there, and have a meal by the way!
Maybe, you can "encounter" him directly here.
It doesn't matter if you can't meet it.
Although "Plough" warns against contact or exposure, it's okay to observe him from a distance or hear news about him from others, right?
Thinking of this, Boruto felt a sense of expectation in his heart, mixed with nervousness.
He calmed down and adjusted his expression to look like an ordinary Young Naruto diner from another village. Then he raised his hand and opened the curtain with the words "Ichiraku" printed on it.
"Welcome!"
Behind the counter, a middle-aged man wearing a white headscarf and a kind smile greeted him without raising his head, handling the dough skillfully with his hands.
But he seemed to sense something and looked up at the guest who had just entered.
Just at this glance, Teuchi's movements in his hand paused, a real and familiar smile appeared on his face, and his tone became more enthusiastic. "Oh! It's Naruto! You haven't been here for a long time! I'm treating you to today's meal."
Hearing Teuchi's words, Boruto was stunned.
Dad hasn't eaten here for a long time?
Boruto's stunned look and silence obviously made Teuchi aware of the abnormality.
He stopped rolling the dough, held up his turban, and looked at Boruto carefully.
Upon closer inspection, the enthusiastic smile on his face gradually turned into confusion, and then he suddenly realized and waved his hand apologetically.
"Oh, sorry, sorry, this guest!"
Teuchi smiled sheepishly, "I mistook you for an old customer who came here often before.
If you look closely, you will see that although there is some similarity between the facial features and eyes, they are not the same person."