"Dad, why don't we just leave?"
Yūji had been wondering about this ever since Naruto started leading him this way.
"The treasured tool that brought me here, the Plow, needs to recharge. You're not in good shape right now, so I won't push you to use your dōjutsu. We'll stay in this time period with Big Yellow for two days before heading back."
Naruto's gaze seemed to pierce through the pitch-black Truth-Seeking Orb and the passage through Iwaya Slope, reaching the Shinobi World beyond.
"You grew up in a peaceful Shinobi World that was developing and changing every day. You probably don't know what it was actually like when your old man was a kid, or when I first became Hokage."
A trace of nostalgia colored Naruto's voice.
"Since we happened to end up in this era, I can take you to see it for yourself and get a feel for it."
He paused, a proud smile curling his lips.
"You don't really think that, in just twenty years, most of the Shinobi World went from dirt roads everywhere to brick roads, concrete roads, and then smooth asphalt roads; that people went from traveling entirely on foot to suddenly having trains, cars, bicycles, motorcycles, and electric vehicles; that communication leaped from slow paper letters to the convenient Electronic Information Age...
"That all these technologies that turned the Shinobi World upside down just fell out of the sky, do you?"
The Shinobi World's technology had already approached modern levels. But with generally low levels of education and researchers almost all connected to ninja, development in areas affecting ordinary people's lives had been limited and extremely uneven.
While some countries only had electricity in their capitals, others already had trains and Geothermal Generators that could supply their entire country.
Once the world