Chapter 328 The Label of Worship
Chapter 328 The Label of Worship
"...?! I...I don't know what you're talking about..."
Being suddenly recognized was even more troublesome than the worst-case scenario he had anticipated. Sasuke felt a cold sweat instantly run down his spine. His mind raced, carefully recalling every detail since their first encounter. His age clearly didn't match that of the Uchiha Sasuke in this timeline, and he was certain that his words and actions hadn't given anything away. How on earth had Naruto seen through him?
Seeing that Sasuke was still stubbornly pretending to be stupid, Naruto decided to be more explicit. He looked directly at Sasuke's concealed face.
"Uchiha Sasuke, a genius ninja from Konoha Village in the Land of Fire, and the last descendant of the Uchiha clan. He witnessed his older brother, Uchiha Itachi, massacre the clan as a child, embarking on a path of revenge. Although he gradually became close friends with Team 7, he left Konoha under the repeated attacks and pressure from Orochimaru and Itachi, seeking refuge with Orochimaru, the powerful figure who coveted his body..."
If he was merely flustered before, Sasuke now felt a chill run down his spine. Being so thoroughly opened in front of him gave him a strong sense of being spied on. The situation left him no room for further denial.
"It's strange, isn't it? I'm not quite the Naruto you remember." Naruto scratched his blond hair. "Future Uchiha Sasuke... how did you two come to this world?"
Sasuke noticed that Naruto used the word "world" instead of "time." A terrifying thought began to surface in his mind.
"Where did you learn all this from..." Sasuke finally dropped the pretense and admitted his identity in a low voice. But his wariness of this Naruto had reached its peak.
Even the mature and composed Naruto in his timeline would probably find it difficult to deduce the truth in such a short time when faced with such a bizarre situation.
"Don't be so wary," Naruto waved his hand, trying to ease the tension. "It's actually quite simple, and I can explain it clearly. My situation is similar to yours; I traveled to the past from my original timeline, except…" He looked down at his palm, "...my age has also been changed by time to look like this…"
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At the corner, Boruto leaned listlessly against the mottled wall. Following Sasuke's instructions, he deliberately kept a distance away from the street, completely oblivious to the conversation between the two people in the distance.
Parallel universes... Boruto thought aimlessly. Since the important characters are all the same as in the original world, there shouldn't be too much difference, right?
He tried to find the "sense of incongruity" that Sasuke had mentioned in the scene before him, but apart from the slightly rustic architectural style, there seemed to be nothing special about it.
The stone statues of the first four Hokage matched his memories. The fifth Hokage statue was still under construction, but it would likely be Tsunade. Thinking of this, Boruto couldn't help but feel even more curious about his father in this world.
On their way here, he and Sasuke spotted Sakura from this period in the distance. Although Sasuke quickly pulled him away and hid, preventing them from talking, her face was exactly the same as the one in the family photo.
So your father's personality must have been similar when he was young? Boruto recalled his father's words with some uncertainty—"I was much more mature than you at your age." Was his father just bragging back then?
Suddenly, Boruto's thoughts were interrupted. His gaze was involuntarily drawn to a figure, and he could no longer look away.
If you were to ask what kind of person is the coolest, Boruto already has a standard answer in his mind—a cool temperament and eyes, a taciturn personality, and that innate pride and strength.
Simply put, he's like Uchiha Sasuke...
When the brain receives these familiar traits appearing in an unfamiliar form, it creates a peculiar cognitive conflict, making Boruto feel inexplicably excited.
She was a black-haired girl, her jet-black hair neatly cascading down her shoulders, making the skin of her neck and cheeks appear exceptionally fair. She had large, obsidian-like eyes, yet they carried a detachment and indifference rarely seen in someone her age. Her face, which was both cute and pretty, with a touch of delicate charm, gave off an unapproachable aura.
She wore a short-sleeved top with a stand-up collar and easy-to-move trousers, without any unnecessary accessories or frills. She exuded a clean and neat aura, but this also made her appear overly aloof.
When the qualities of his idol suddenly manifested in the image of a strange girl, Boruto felt an indescribable sense of turmoil. This contradictory feeling of familiarity and strangeness left him bewildered.
"Um... wait a minute!" Boruto called out almost instinctively.
Uchiha Satsuki turned her head in confusion, then paused slightly. Being approached by boys her age wasn't unusual for her, but this time, for the first time ever, she didn't immediately reject him with something like, "If you have nothing else to say, move aside." For some reason, this blond boy gave her a strange sense of familiarity.
"You are...have we met somewhere before?" Satsuki asked the question that Boruto was about to ask.
Boruto instantly forgot everything he had prepared. He wanted to respond naturally, but his racing heart made him stammer, "Um... I also feel like you remind me of someone I know..."
"...What is your name?" Zuo Yue asked, tilting her head slightly.
"Name? My name is... Boruto." He quickly corrected himself, secretly relieved.
Seeing Boruto's nervous expression, the slight sense of familiarity that had just arisen in Satsuki's heart faded somewhat. It reminded her of the stuttering girl from the Hyuga family in her old class; perhaps the feeling of familiarity she had just felt was just an illusion.
"...So, is there anything I can help you with?" Satsuki's tone returned to its usual coldness.
"Well... are you free right now? I have some questions I'd like to ask you," Boruto said, mustering his courage.
"I don't have time, I have other things to do." Zuo Yue refused decisively, then turned and left, her figure quickly disappearing around the corner.
The colder response than he had expected left Boruto somewhat disappointed. He was utterly confused; how could he possibly feel an urge to get closer to a girl he had just met?
Furthermore, Boruto is certain that he has never seen an adult woman with such a unique personality in his future Konoha. Logically, every existence in a parallel universe should have a corresponding individual...
...Could it be that he sacrificed himself in the future?
The sad thought had barely surfaced when, before Boruto could even regret forgetting to ask the name, that familiar voice came from ahead once again.
"Naruto? Who is this person? Why is he with you?"
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