Young Naruto had actually wanted to say, "Because he's Naruto Uzumaki's son," but as the words reached his lips, they felt a little awkward.
After all, he was Naruto Uzumaki too, so he only said the latter half.
"All right, I hate to interrupt this touching father-son moment."
After a while, Adult Sasuke broke the warm yet somewhat heavy atmosphere.
His face was still rather pale, and his breathing was unsteady. Clearly, the earlier battle and his injuries had taken a considerable toll.
"But we should go."
Sasuke glanced around the alternate dimension, still filled with the smell of blood and traces of battle, and frowned slightly. "Hinata and Himawari are still waiting for you two at home."
At the mention of Hinata Hyuga and Himawari Uzumaki, the Seventh composed himself and gently patted Boruto's back, signaling him to let go.
"You're right. It's time to head back."
The Seventh straightened up and stretched his still-aching limbs, then looked at Sasuke and asked with concern, "Speaking of which, how are we getting back? Sasuke, your chakra...
"Should you rest a little longer?"
He knew Sasuke wasn't in good shape right now. Would taking four people back be pushing him too hard?
Sasuke didn't answer immediately, silently assessing his remaining chakra.
With the recent string of incidents, he'd barely had any opportunities to replenish his chakra and had been far from his peak the entire time.
Bringing so many people safely back to the shinobi world in one trip would indeed be taxing.
As Sasuke pondered this-
"Hmph. There's no need for that."
A somewhat childish voice cut in, trying hard to sound haughty.
Otohime, still in her childlike form, stood with her hands on her hips and her little chin raised, looking at young Naruto with a cocky expression.
It