A Childhood with Parents for Naruto

In the Konoha ruins, the Konoha crowd who had rushed over at the news stood frozen, staring at the savior who had ended this disaster—and Uchiha Yu, who might be the one to bring about the next.

A blinding Golden Light tore through the stifling air as Minato Namikaze abruptly appeared before everyone.

He dropped to one knee, clutching Kushina Uzumaki in his arms. His movements were as gentle as if he were holding fragile glass, yet they could not conceal the terror rising from the depths of his soul.

Kushina's face was pale as paper, her breathing as weak as a dying candle in the wind. The seal on her abdomen was in ruins, and the glow of life was visibly draining from her.

Lying in Minato's arms, she struggled to lift her eyelids, her unfocused gaze barely settling on her husband's face, which was filled with despair and grief.

"Minato." Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, hoarse from bloody foam scraping through her throat. Every syllable exhausted all her strength. "Take care of... Naruto."

Tears instantly blurred Minato's sky-blue eyes, pouring forth as though a dam had burst.

He bit down hard on his lower lip, but he could not suppress the sob that rolled up from his throat.

The cry was low and stifled, yet filled with heart-rending agony. It echoed over the deathly silent ruins, striking at everyone's heart.

"...Tell him... Daddy and Mommy love..." Kushina's voice grew weaker and weaker. Her eyelids drooped heavily, and her last few words became little more than a silent sigh.

The hand that had tried to touch her husband's face fell limply.

"Kushina—!!!"

Minato let out a wail so anguished that his voice cracked. His knees gave way, and he folded completely, as though his spine