After the current situation had been briefly explained to both sides, the atmosphere in the living room remained a little strange, but at least it was no longer filled with shock and bewilderment.
Little Hanabi's lively eyes began darting around, curiously looking from the adult versions of her sister Hinata and Naruto, the Seventh, to the sister standing beside Young Naruto.
Her little head seemed to be digesting this astonishing information, and her expression gradually became a mixture of understanding and disbelief.
I can't believe my sister really won Naruto over!
And that kid named Boruto really is her and Naruto's son.
Little Hanabi thought to herself.
In fact, when she had first noticed how much Boruto resembled Naruto, Hanabi had already had her suspicions. But her sister's performance back then had been so hopeless that she had thought, There's no way she could manage that with her personality! And so she had dismissed the idea.
Who would've thought!
She really pulled it off!
As little Hanabi looked at adult Hinata, her gaze took on a hint of newfound respect, along with curiosity.
How did the sister from this timeline do it?
Meanwhile, little Hinata still stood shyly beside Young Naruto, as though that were the only familiar, safe place.
She cautiously studied everyone in the living room: the grown-up, gentle version of herself, radiating maternal warmth; the mature, dependable "Naruto-kun" with his warm smile; the lively, adorable Himawari; the stern, watchful Kawaki; and Boruto, whom she had met before.
She knew Boruto.
He had suddenly appeared in Konoha before, then left one day without saying goodbye.
Although he had blond hair and blue eyes just like Naruto-kun, little Hinata hadn't paid him much attention. Boruto always appeared with Naruto, and her attention always settled on Naruto instead.
*Who would've