Naruto: The Ridiculously Talented Uzumaki

Facing this kind of situation, naturally, it is better to run as fast as possible.

With Orochimaru as a cautionary tale, Uchiha Sasuke clearly understood that the prerequisite for being a spectator is not to get oneself involved.

Actually, after Young Naruto finished speaking, Orochimaru had already restrained himself, but Yamato, who had been secretly monitoring Orochimaru, laughed out loud.

Although over these many years Orochimaru had become accustomed to Yamato’s not-so-covert surveillance from the sidelines, his face still darkened.

After all, when Yamato was a child, Orochimaru had truly held him, and he was also the only successful result of Orochimaru’s Wood Release experiments.

Orochimaru’s old face really couldn’t hold up; he had lost all face in front of his student Uchiha Sasuke and his grand-student Boruto, and had even been mocked by a former test subject.

Thus, this young seventy-year-old geezer got annoyed and chased Naruto and the others out.

Young Naruto curiously looked Uchiha Sarada over twice. It had to be said that after putting on those red glasses, Uchiha Sarada really did look a bit like Uzumaki Karin from the original work.

But looking closely, one could still see that her face was very similar to Sakura’s when she was a child.

After all, reality is not a two-dimensional world of animation; some details would be more obvious.

Adult Sasuke keenly noticed Young Naruto’s gaze as he looked over his daughter.

He frowned without any concealment, almost instinctively taking a small step to the left, shielding his daughter Uchiha Sarada tightly behind him, blocking Young Naruto’s line of sight.

His movements were swift and natural, like a silent barrier.

It was unknown if this was a skill automatically unlocked by an old father who now had a daughter.

"We should go back now, Uchiha Sarada."

Uchiha Sasuke’s voice was low and calm, but his tone carried a sense of urgency.

He truly did not want his daughter to get involved in any unnecessary relationship with the Uzumaki Naruto from another space-time before him.

On one hand, it was out of a father’s protective instinct for his daughter, not wanting her to come into contact with too many unknowns and potential dangers; on the other hand, it was also because, during his previous time in another world with Boruto, he had discovered that the girls the other party had attracted seemed to be quite numerous.

It was merely an old father’s instinctive wariness toward a blond.

Moreover, the other party was still a close friend of the "Uchiha Sasuke" of that world who had shared life and death together. Theoretically, Uchiha Sarada really ought to call Young Naruto "Uncle."

If it were Boruto who kept looking at Uchiha Sarada, that would be fine; Boruto and Uchiha Sarada were teammates and had known each other since childhood, but Uzumaki Naruto was absolutely not allowed!

Even if the other party was about the same age as Uchiha Sarada.

Noticing Uchiha Sasuke’s clearly protective and guarded movements, Young Naruto was stunned for a moment, then a helpless yet kind smile appeared on his face.

He did not feel unhappy because of Uchiha Sasuke’s guard; on the contrary, he understood the other party’s feelings as a father very well.

Previously, Hyuga Hiashi and Inoichi Yamanaka had also guarded against him like this.

It didn’t matter; being misunderstood as a blond was normal.

He didn’t say much more, just reached into the inside pocket of his clothes and took out a small, somewhat old-looking dark blue scroll.

"This can be considered my welcoming gift for the child."

Young Naruto handed the scroll toward Uchiha Sarada, who was being shielded behind Uchiha Sasuke, and said in a calm tone.

"It is a Ninjutsu technique I created myself by drawing inspiration from the Hyuga Clan’s Gentle Fist. I call it—’Divine Sky Strike: Raging Thunder’."

When hearing the three words "Divine Air Strike," Uchiha Sasuke’s eyebrows couldn’t help but arch, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

He still had vivid memories of the terrifying power of the "Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack"!

That was Ōtsutsuki Kaguya’s Taijutsu Profound Truth, with countless Chakra fists erupting instantly, powerful enough to shatter everything.

Back then, Uzumaki Naruto had used "Boil Release: Unrivaled Strength" with the help of the Five-Tails Kokuo’s Chakra to barely withstand it.

Young Naruto had actually created a Ninjutsu technique bearing the name "Divine Air Strike"? Although it certainly couldn’t be compared to Kaguya’s complete version, being able to bear this name meant its power and creativity must not be underestimated.

Moreover, just hearing the name, it sounded like a Lightning Release technique.

However, Adult Sasuke did not refuse or stand on ceremony.

Boruto was his student; he would teach Boruto a couple more techniques later.

There was no need to be polite with Uzumaki Naruto.

Thus, Uchiha Sasuke took a step to the right and then signaled that Uchiha Sarada could accept it.

Uchiha Sarada looked at her father, then at the scroll in Young Naruto’s hand, walked forward, respectfully took the scroll with both hands, and said earnestly: "Thank you."

"Just call me Souma."

Young Naruto smiled, "I hope this technique is useful to you."

"We will take our leave."

Uchiha Sasuke said again, nodded to the Seventh Hokage, and then, taking Uchiha Sarada—who had put away the scroll and had eyes filled with curiosity and thought—turned and left the Uzumaki household.

"Dad, that person named Souma looks so much like Hokage-sama. Also, are you and Boruto hiding something from us?"

Adult Sasuke did not stop his pace, his face still maintaining that expressionless, stern look.

He looked straight ahead and replied in a calm voice:

"That guy named Souma, you don’t need to be overly concerned about him. He will leave Hidden Leaf Village very soon and return to his own home."

"As for whether Boruto and I are hiding anything from you..."

Uchiha Sasuke paused, seemingly wanting to use the most affirmative tone to dispel his daughter’s doubts.

"Of course not."

However, as soon as his voice fell, Uchiha Sarada stopped, looked up, and stared straight at her father with a look mixed with helplessness, realization, and "I saw through you long ago":

"Has no one ever told you? You... are really bad at lying."

"..."

Uchiha Sasuke’s pace also involuntarily stopped.

He lowered his head, meeting his daughter’s eyes, for the first time, in the depths of his heart, sincerely wishing that his daughter wouldn’t use all her observational skills on her old father.

This feeling... was a bit terrible.

Uchiha Sasuke was indeed very inept at lying.

This wasn’t because his moral standards were particularly high, but because he rarely needed to lie.

In his childhood and teenage years, there weren’t many occasions that required "lying" or "covering up."

Even if there were, there would often be that boisterous idiot Uzumaki Naruto, who was top-tier at diverting attention, or Sakura would step in to handle it.

For himself, most of the time he only needed to stand there with that "expressionless," "aloof," and "stay away" look, which would naturally scare off many follow-up questions.

Over time, the skill of "lying" had almost never been leveled up in Uchiha Sasuke’s life skill tree.

Expression management (poker face) had been maxed out, but in front of people who knew him well, this simple expressionlessness was instead easier to see through.

Because it lacked the micro-expression fluctuations and tone changes that might occur when lying normally, this "deliberate" calmness was itself a flaw.

Being so bluntly called out by his daughter, Uchiha Sasuke was silent for a moment.

The night breeze gently blew his bangs.

He knew that trying to brush it off with a simple denial would only make his daughter more suspicious and curious, and she might even launch more dangerous investigations on her own in private.

Rather than that, it was better to reveal some information to a limited extent, which could satisfy part of her curiosity and also make her understand the complexity and potential risks of the matter, thereby making her more obedient in keeping her distance.

"Hmm..."

Uchiha Sasuke finally sighed almost inaudibly, resumed his pace, and explained while walking:

"He is the Uzumaki Naruto from another parallel world. Because he was caught in an Otsutsuki’s Dōjutsu during a battle with the Otsutsuki of that world, he accidentally came to our world."

He was as concise as ever.

"A parallel world’s... young Hokage-sama?"

Uchiha Sarada muttered, repeating it, her eyes behind her glasses wide open, digesting this shocking fact.

No wonder he looked so much like him!

No wonder that guy Boruto and Dad were both acting so mysterious!

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