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After briefly explaining the current situation to both sides, the atmosphere in the living room was still a bit subtle, but at least it was no longer as full of shock and confusion as before.

Little Hanabi’s lively, large eyes began to dart around, curiously looking back and forth between the adult version of her sister, Hinata, and the Seventh Hokage Naruto, and then at the sister beside the young Naruto.

Her little head seemed to be digesting this shocking information, and her face gradually revealed a mixed expression of "So that’s how it is" and "I never would have guessed."

To think that Sister actually managed to win over Big Brother Naruto!

And that kid named Boruto really is the son of Sister and Big Brother Naruto.

Little Hanabi thought to herself.

Actually, when she saw how much Boruto looked like Big Brother Naruto before, Hanabi had been a bit suspicious, but at that time, her sister’s behavior had been just too pathetic, making her think, "How could someone with Sister’s personality possibly do that!" and so she dismissed the idea.

Who would have thought!

Sister really did succeed!

Little Hanabi’s gaze toward the adult Hinata couldn’t help but carry a hint of admiration, as if seeing her in a new light, along with curiosity.

How did the sister from this timeline manage to do it?

Meanwhile, young Hinata still stood shyly beside the young Naruto, as if that were the only familiar and safe place.

She cautiously observed the people in the living room: her adult "self," who was gentle and radiating maternal warmth; the mature, reliable "Naruto-kun" with his warm smile; the lively and cute Himawari; the cold and vigilant Kawaki; and Boruto, whom she had met before.

She knew Boruto.

He had suddenly appeared in Hidden Leaf Village before, and then left without saying goodbye one day.

Although he had blonde hair and blue eyes just like Naruto-kun, young Hinata hadn’t paid much attention to him before, because Boruto would always appear with Naruto, and Hinata’s attention would always fall on Naruto.

To think... could he really be the child of herself and Naruto-kun from another world?

This realization made young Hinata’s cheeks flush slightly, and her heart rate accelerated uncontrollably. She stole a glance at the young Naruto beside her, then quickly lowered her head, twisting the corner of her clothes with her fingers.

"Mommy and Aunt Hanabi when they were little... are so cute!"

Himawari clapped her hands happily, her face beaming with an innocent and pure smile.

She was well protected by her parents and was a very simple, happy little girl.

She didn’t quite understand the precise meanings of complex terms like "parallel world" or "another world," but her parents told her that the big brother and big sister before her were "them from the past," and that was enough to make Himawari feel incredibly excited and curious!

Because in Himawari’s memory, Mom and Dad had always looked like "adults."

To see what Mom and Dad looked like when they were little, she could only look at the old photos they had left behind.

Now, being able to see her dad and mom when they were little with her own eyes, and being able to play with them and her brother Boruto, Himawari felt extremely happy and excited, and the previous slight nervousness and sense of unfamiliarity dissipated significantly.

Just as the group was gathered around the dining table, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward, not knowing how to start a new conversation to break the silence.

"Knock, knock, knock." The door was knocked on rhythmically.

"I’ll get the door." The young Naruto stood up and walked toward the entrance.

He opened the door to find the adult Uchiha Sasuke standing outside, carrying several bags filled with ingredients and cooked food, along with Uchiha Sarada standing beside him, also carrying a small bag.

The Adult Sasuke only had one arm, so he had called his daughter over, and they had bought some food to bring home to eat.

Sasuke was slightly taken aback when he saw the young Naruto open the door, and then his gaze moved past the young Naruto to see young Hinata in the living room, standing behind the young Naruto and looking over timidly.

He subconsciously took two steps back, looked up to carefully check the house number and appearance, and then looked at the surrounding environment.

Sasuke confirmed in his heart that he hadn’t gone to the wrong place, but the scene before him still made him feel a hint of absurdity.

He already knew about the young Naruto, but where did the young Hinata come from?

"It’s Sasuke and Uchiha Sarada, come on in!" The Seventh Hokage Naruto’s eyes lit up when he saw the father and daughter at the door, and he hurriedly greeted them warmly.

Sasuke’s arrival was just what was needed to ease the currently somewhat subtle and crowded atmosphere.

"Ready to have a drink together?" The Seventh Hokage looked at the bags in Sasuke’s hands and suggested with a smile, "Let’s call Sakura over too! The more, the merrier!"

"No need!" The Adult Sasuke rejected it immediately, almost without thinking, his tone crisp and decisive, and a hint of imperceptible... resistance even flashed across his face?

"No!" Almost at the same time, Boruto also shouted out loud, his tone urgent, even carrying a hint of panic.

The master and apprentice’s unanimous and intense rejection left everyone in the living room stunned.

Realizing that his and his apprentice’s reactions seemed a bit too strong, the Adult Sasuke quickly provided a reason: "I’ve been wanting to spend more time with Uchiha Sarada lately. Naruto, you should also think less about drinking; the Village needs you to be able to enter a combat state at any moment."

Everyone’s gaze turned in unison toward Boruto, who had also just shouted "No," waiting for his explanation.

"Uh... this..." Boruto was a bit embarrassed by the attention, his brain spinning rapidly, as he stammered to find an excuse: "I... I just think that there are already a lot of people in the house right now, and maybe... maybe we won’t be able to properly host Sasuke and his family..."

This excuse was somewhat plausible.

The Seventh Hokage didn’t have much money when he got married; after all, he didn’t have the habit of saving, and he never knew how to spend money with a plan since he was a child.

Furthermore, he didn’t perform many missions, and the bulk of the money he earned actually came from ghostwriting manuscripts for Jiraiya.

Before getting married, he had only bought a single-family house as a wedding home; it looked big from the outside, but inside, it wasn’t actually very spacious.

It would be difficult to seat more than a dozen people in that small living room.

However, Uchiha Sarada, who had known Boruto since childhood, realized instantly that Boruto was lying!

Moreover, he was definitely hiding something from her, along with her father.

Uchiha Sarada’s black eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze sweeping over Boruto, Sasuke, the young Naruto, as well as the young Hinata and Hanabi.

Does it have anything to do with these two people in front of her who look so much like the Seventh Hokage and the Seventh Hokage’s wife?

Uchiha Sarada guessed in her heart. Parallel worlds? Time travel? From the occasional fragments of conversation between her father and Boruto, she vaguely knew something about "Karasuki" and time travel.

For some reason, Uchiha Sarada suddenly thought of that pale man who called himself "Uchiha Shin," who was obsessed with her uncle and had created a large number of clones, causing quite a bit of trouble for Hidden Leaf Village.

Could it be... that the young Naruto and the little girl in front of her were similar existences? Clones?

She shook her head, dismissing the thought.

But regardless, Boruto and her father definitely knew something, yet they were deliberately hiding it.

This stirred up a strong desire to investigate in Uchiha Sarada, who was usually calm but very curious.

She didn’t expose Boruto’s clumsy lie on the spot; she just pushed up her glasses, a meaningful arc tugging at the corner of her mouth, deciding to observe first and then find an opportunity to "interrogate" Boruto or pry information out of her father.

"It’s fine, we just came to deliver the groceries. Since there are so many people, we won’t intrude any further."

Sasuke also seemed not to want his daughter to get too involved in these complicated matters, so he said this and took the opportunity to hand the bags in his hands to the Seventh Hokage, who was walking up to greet them.

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