Naruto, born from the world of his parents.

"By the way, Itachi, how was Naruto's training today?"

When Naruto was mentioned, Minato Namikaze's occasional flashes of brilliance instantly vanished.

Looking at the Hokage raising his glass gently in front of me, for some reason, the incredibly conflicted feelings that had been swirling in my heart since leaving the training ground inexplicably calmed down.

"Yes, after all, they are this lord's bloodline."

Itachi thought to himself, then said softly, "It's finished."

"Is it finished?"

Minato paused noticeably for a moment while holding the cup before realizing what was happening.

"Oh, I see. You finished the rubber ball training in just half an afternoon. It seems you taught very diligently, Itachi. Thank you."

As Minato spoke, he poured the tea in his hand into his mouth. Just as the tea, both cool and warm, flowed down his throat, he heard Itachi's somewhat surprised voice.

"Ah? Hokage-sama, you may have misunderstood. When I say 'complete,' I don't mean partial completion, but complete completion..."

"Cough cough cough."

A violent cough interrupted Itachi's speech. He looked up and saw that the usually calm and confident adult in front of him was unusually disheveled, with even the clothes on his chest soaked with tea from coughing up.

Upon seeing this, Itachi quickly turned his head away, about to apologize, when he heard Minato Namikaze's voice, which was clearly filled with surprise.

"What did you just say?"

Itachi turned around and saw Minato staring intently at him, completely disregarding his disheveled appearance.

In that instant, the aura unique to the strongest swept over without any concealment.

Itachi felt like a lone boat on a vast ocean, battered by waves crashing from all directions until he almost lost consciousness.

Just as Itachi felt he was about to suffocate, that unparalleled aura suddenly dissipated, replaced by Minato's signature gentle voice: "Sorry, Itachi, I lost my composure. Could you please repeat that?"

Itachi swallowed hard. As someone who lived under the legendary glory of Minato Namikaze, the idea that the Hokage was invincible had long been etched into his mind through those legendary achievements.

But even today, when Itachi glanced at the glass behind Minato, which was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, he felt an unreal, dreamlike sensation.

"Can humans really become this powerful?"

"Itachi?"

Upon hearing Minato's voice, Itachi quickly bit his tongue, using the pain to barely maintain his composure. He lowered his head and began to recount his training with Naruto that afternoon.

Hearing Itachi's words, Minato Namikaze's smile gradually froze.

After an unknown amount of time, the dry sound of the water gate finally broke the silence in the office.

"Naruto..."

Minato Namikaze uttered the name, but then didn't know how to continue.

Even after fusing with another soul and learning the complete training method for the Rasengan, it still took him a full half day to reproduce this ninjutsu.

However, according to Itachi's description, his son only took less than two hours.

For a moment, even though his life force was still abundant and his power was still surging, Minato Namikaze had the illusion that he was getting old.

But only for a moment, his eyes shone unusually brightly in the already completely dark office.

A surge of satisfaction, pride, and ecstatic joy welled up within him, giving him an urge to disregard his status and laugh heartily to the heavens.

Minato took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his impulse, then looked at Itachi and made a decision in his heart.

"Perhaps, we can turn that lie into reality."

The moment this thought arose, it spread like weeds in Minato's mind.

He suppressed the impulse in his heart and smiled at Itachi, saying, "Thank you for staying with me for so long. Let's go home now."

"Yes, Lord Hokage."

"However, there's one more thing I need to trouble you with."

"What?"

Upon hearing Minato's words, Itachi's confusion was instantly replaced by astonishment.

He asked incredulously, "Hokage-sama, did I hear you correctly?"

But he was met only with Minato Namikaze's unwavering reply.

"I believe in Naruto."

Seeing the seriousness on Minato's face, Itachi's eyes flashed with a hint of struggle, but he still nodded: "I understand, sir."

"Let's go back."

"Yes."

In the blink of an eye, only Minato remained in the office.

He turned around and looked at the village's colorful night view, his face deep and expressionless, his azure eyes as calm as a vast ocean.

"Coo coo coo".

Kushina, who was sitting at the dining table propping her head up and looking sleepy, couldn't help but laugh when she heard the rumbling in the boy's stomach across from her.

"Eat if you're hungry, Dad might still be busy."

Hearing Kushina's words, Naruto's face flushed, but he still shook his head firmly: "Let's wait a little longer, Dad might be back soon."

Hearing Naruto's words, Kushina pouted: "Hmph, it seems Naruto still loves his father more. He's always sticking to Minato's side now, and I wonder how many things he's been doing behind my back."

Hearing Kushina's words, Naruto quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, it's just that I think it's better for the whole family to eat dinner together. I love my dad, but I love my mom even more!"

"Oh, why? Dad is clearly the hero, and Mom is just a lazy housewife."

"How could that be?"

Upon hearing this, Naruto's expression immediately became incredibly serious: "Mom does so many chores, cooks delicious meals, and manages my and Dad's lives perfectly. Dad is a hero in the village, but Mom is an even bigger hero for both of us!"

"They're also people you're supposed to protect, right?"

Upon hearing Kushina's casual remark, Naruto's expression froze, and he felt a sudden pang of guilt.

"Hmph, I'm Konoha's fiery red pepper. If things really get serious, who'll protect whom is anyone's guess!"

Kushina snorted, then looked at Naruto, a hint of heartache flashing in her eyes, but it was immediately covered up by her signature carefree demeanor.

"Alright, alright, let's eat. It's so late, and Minato still hasn't come back. He's probably already finished eating."

No sooner had the words been spoken than the sound of a door opening came from the entrance hall.

"I'm back."

Hearing Minato's voice, Naruto breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to get up to greet her, but when he saw Kushina sitting with her arms crossed, he sat down again and stared at the food in front of him without moving.

"Thank you for your hard work, Kushina."

"Hmph, hurry up and eat."

Seeing the somewhat tense atmosphere in the restaurant, Minato paused for a moment and looked at Naruto.

Naruto looked into his father's eyes, shook his head, and returned a confused look.