"I'm afraid not."
Minato refused outright, his tone even firmer than before.
It would have been one thing if only the three of them had seen Naruto, but letting an unknown number of people in Konoha see him would cause trouble.
After all, Naruto had come to this time and space from the future.
Once this incident was over, Minato would have to seal their memories. That requirement was clearly stated in the Shinobi Code.
Any incident involving time travel had to be kept strictly confidential. If anything leaked, even the slightest hint, it could trigger an unpredictable chain reaction.
He could not take that risk. He could not let his future son leave any trace in this time and space.
"I want to..."
Naruto had barely opened his mouth when, before he could finish, his figure suddenly began turning transparent.
The edges of his white robe blurred like ink soaked in water.
His body began turning translucent at his fingertips, and the patterns on the underground palace's stone walls became clearly visible through his palms.
Stunned, Naruto lowered his head and stared at his hands, his blue eyes filled with disbelief.
What was going on?
Wasn't Mukade still alive?
He had only severed the tendons in the man's wrists and ankles. He had spared his life, so why had the return through time still begun?
He jerked his head up and looked at Anrokuzan.
Blood was streaming from every opening in Anrokuzan's face.
Dark red blood trickled from the corners of his tightly shut eyes, his nostrils, the corners of his mouth, and his ears, leaving horrifying trails across his deathly pale face.
A large patch of his trousers was soaked. The dark wet stain gleamed faintly in the purple light of the Dragon Vein Crystal, and a pungent