Naruto, born from the world of his parents.

"How could that be, Minato-sensei? Besides being your son, Naruto is also a very important comrade of ours."

Upon hearing Minato Namikaze's words, Kakashi quickly stepped forward and replied.

His words seemed to open a floodgate of conversation, and almost everyone spontaneously crowded around Minato Namikaze and began chattering away.

Even Sasuke could no longer maintain his Uchiha-style coldness; his face flushed red and his eyes shone like stars.

Hinata, however, simply stood up and bowed when she saw Minato, then stood quietly beside Naruto.

Although Naruto in this world shines as brightly as the sun, his father is, after all, the true sun.

After expressing their excitement for this living legend, the crowd wisely left the room.

The once bustling ward instantly became empty and quiet. Hinata glanced at Naruto, wanting to leave but also reluctant to go. However, her good upbringing allowed her to suppress her reluctance. She bowed to Minato again and took a deep look at Naruto on the hospital bed before leaving the ward.

Minato looked at the girl and felt an indescribable satisfaction.

Perhaps every father wants a daughter, and Minato was no exception, but Kushina's status as a Jinchūriki destined his wish to be difficult to fulfill.

He smiled at Naruto and said, "She's a really good girl."

Hearing his father's words, Naruto smiled and said, "Yes, Father, Hinata is a very good girl."

"Then why do you keep making excuses? Do you know how many times the Hyuga clan head has come to see me every day since you rejected the Hyuga clan's offer?"

Seeing the mischievous look in his father's eyes, Naruto scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry to have troubled you, but I'm only thirteen years old, and I feel that discussing engagement is a bit too early."

Minato pulled up a chair and sat down next to Naruto, his smile still incredibly gentle, but his eyes revealed a rare tenderness that no one else could see.

"Do we need to say these things between father and son? You've always been a sensible child, so I respect your opinion. But don't hold any grudges against the Hyuga family head because of this. He's just too uneasy."

"disturbed?"

Minato smiled and said, "I have indeed been a bit impatient these past few years, always thinking about doing things faster and trying to complete the transformation of the world in my generation. Someone as sensitive as the head of the Hyuga family should have noticed this, but he can't get off the train either, which is why he is so eager to settle his daughter down."

Upon hearing Minato's words, Naruto instantly straightened up, his expression becoming extremely serious. He then used Minato's words as a springboard to ask the question he had just posed.

"If that's the case, shouldn't you be more careful? Why did you do something so impulsive because of me...?"

Upon hearing Naruto's words, Minato's smile gradually faded. He looked quietly at his son on the bed, his eyes momentarily lost in thought.

Thirteen years ago, it was in this hospital that he first met Naruto, the continuation of his bloodline. At that time, Naruto was not even as long as his arm, incredibly small and fragile.

The first time Minato hugged him, he felt extremely uncomfortable, always feeling that his every move would harm this tender and tiny individual.

But when I met those deep blue eyes that were just like mine, all my anxiety and panic vanished instantly, leaving only an indescribable tranquility, peace, and contentment.

It was an indescribable sense of satisfaction, no less than the day Minato stood on the rooftop of the Hokage Building and received the hat symbolizing his Hokage status from the Third Hokage.

And it seems like only a blink of an eye, and Naruto has grown up so much.

His face still held the innocence of a young boy, but his serene demeanor was becoming more and more like his own. Looking at this somewhat unfamiliar child, Minato reached out and stroked his golden hair, which was just like his own, and said softly, "I'm sorry, Naruto, I seem to have neglected you too much over the years."

As father and son, and also as companions with highly similar values, Minato could naturally understand Naruto's unspoken meaning.

The child wasn't blaming himself for his impulsiveness; on the contrary, he really wanted to know if it would affect his plans.

How could Minato not feel guilty about having such a sensible and heartbreaking child?

Upon hearing Minato's apology, Naruto's expression instantly crumbled. He opened his mouth slightly, but looking at this dazzling man who seemed to have stepped out of a myth, his father was at a loss for words and could only lower his head, silently looking at the white blanket.

He understands his father, but he is still just a child. How can a child accept the absence of his parents during his upbringing?

But after hearing his father's words, Naruto felt a sudden sense of relief, for some reason.

He replied in a low voice, "You know, you are my pride and my dream. You also told me that every gift in the world comes with a price tag, so I understand and am willing to accept this kind of life."

"Naruto..."

Minato seemed to want to say something more, but was interrupted by Naruto's smile. He looked at the smiling child as if he were seeing another version of himself, and was momentarily stunned.

"Father, you haven't answered my question yet."

Hearing Naruto's words, Minato finally snapped out of his incredibly complex emotions. He looked at Naruto and smiled back, just like a grown-up Naruto.

"Don't worry. Although I was a bit emotional at the time, everything was still under my control. In fact, your sudden fainting actually created an excellent communication environment for me."

"Communication environment?"

"Yes, one where I can freely meet those shadows..."

"Father, there is only one Kage in the ninja world. They are just the leaders of powerful ninja villages."

Seeing Naruto's extremely serious expression, Minato chuckled. He never expected that the knowledge he had given Shikaku about public opinion would blossom into something so remarkable many years later.

Although it was a pleasant thing to be praised by his son, Minato still felt a sense of unease.

Shaking his head to clear his mind of the jumbled thoughts, Minato continued, "Although the ninja world is currently incredibly peaceful and everyone seems content, this contentment is actually extremely fragile."

"Fragile?"

A rare look of confusion appeared in Minato's eyes.

"Yes, fragility. It may be the harbinger of true peace, or it may be the calm before an unprecedented destruction."

"Can't even his father tell the difference?"

The son's words made Shui Neng pause for a moment, then he gave a bitter smile.

"I'm just an ordinary person with a bit more knowledge, not a real god."

"It is precisely because I am just an ordinary person that I cannot place all my hopes on a single stroke of luck in the face of fate."

He then ruffled Naruto's hair: "Your sudden fainting in front of everyone provided me with a perfect opportunity, so you didn't do anything wrong, understand?"

Upon hearing Minato's words, Naruto's tense heart, which had been taut ever since he learned that Minato had placed the leaders of the other ninja villages under house arrest, finally relaxed.

He breathed a sigh of relief. Although he desperately wanted his father's attention and care, it could not come at the cost of affecting his father's plans.

Inheriting the gentle qualities of his parents, Naruto, like everyone else in the world, has an unparalleled desire for peace, and he firmly believes that only the sun-like man in front of him can bring true peace to the world.

Just as Naruto was immersed in his pride in his father, Minato's voice interrupted his complicated thoughts.

"Naruto, although I am the Hokage, I am also your father. So, from a father's perspective, I really want to know what happened. Are you willing to tell me?"

Looking into Minato's incredibly sincere eyes, Naruto fell silent.

Last night, after returning to my home in that world, perhaps it was the familiarity of the scene that triggered a flood of memories.

He kept searching for those memories. Although he didn't intend to hide it from his father, Naruto was at a loss for words when faced with his life in another world for more than ten years.

Minato didn't urge him, picked up an apple, and quietly peeled it.

The hospital room, which had been bustling ever since Naruto woke up, was now unusually quiet.

This tranquility was amplified by the occasional birdsong outside the window and the soft scraping of a fruit knife against the peel, like the world outside the window after an afternoon nap, almost still in the sunlight.

Minato quietly peeled the apple, his unparalleled control leaving a long strip of peel in his hand, which then hung steadily in mid-air.

Just as the apple was about to be completely peeled, Naruto spoke up.

"Father, do you know a ninja named Iruka?"

The name caused Minato's delicate hands to pause slightly, and the originally intact peel fell off, leaving a red peel, like a blank space, on the plump flesh.

Minato handed the apple to Naruto without changing his expression. He replied, "I know him. He's a special Jonin from the village. He was recently transferred to the Ninja Academy to be Obito's assistant."

Upon hearing his homeroom teacher's name, Naruto's eyes widened slightly, before he couldn't help but smile.

He shook his head and said to Minato, "I had a dream last night. In the dream, you and Mother died because of a turmoil I've never heard of before. In the dream, this ninja named Iruka became the only person in that world where I had no parents and was targeted by the whole village. He was the only one who cared about me and could be called my father in a sense. That's why I guessed I had this dream."

"reason?"

"Yes, the man named Iruka is dead."

Naruto then began to talk about the world from yesterday, which he couldn't tell if it was a genjutsu or a dream, and the memories that suddenly appeared last night.

After taking Sasuke home last night, Naruto instinctively walked towards the house he remembered.

When he arrived at the door and saw a house that was completely different from the one in his memory, Naruto was stunned. It was at this moment that the direction of his home appeared in Naruto's memory. After he returned to the familiar room of this body, the memories flooded out like a tidal wave.

The story of the night I became a ninja, the story of Iruka lying in a pool of blood, and the excessively cruel world after losing Iruka.

On the morning of the bell battle, Naruto, who hadn't slept for several days, fell into a deep sleep in the morning sunlight. When he opened his eyes again, a completely new soul had taken over his malnourished body.

"I still can't be sure if this is a dream or an illusion so realistic that it's almost unbelievable. It's so real that I even thought..."

"Is that a real world?"

Naruto nodded silently upon hearing his father's words.

He is a mature child, but he will always be a child.

The memories of more than ten years in another world washed over Naruto, leaving him feeling inexplicably lost.

"Sometimes I really can't tell which world is real and which is a dream. Dad, what happened to me?"

Looking at the vulnerability and confusion in the boy's eyes, Minato's habitual smile was replaced by a solemn calm.

He reached out and stroked his son's hair, then whispered a secret he had kept hidden in his heart, a secret no one else knew.

Naruto was stunned when he heard this secret. He looked up at his father blankly, and the confusion he had felt because of the abnormality in himself vanished instantly.

"Does Dad do that too?"

Thinking of this, an unprecedented sense of ease rose from the bottom of my heart, flowing to every corner of my body with the pumping pressure of my heart.

Minato stroked Naruto's hair with a hint of tenderness and continued.

"So there's no need to think of yourself as special or a monster. This world is full of miracles every moment, and you are part of those miracles."

Hearing his father's gentle voice, Naruto smiled with relief.

Seeing the smile on his son's face, Minato smiled too.

In the sunlight, their identical golden hair seemed to melt into two similar balls of light in the air.

Just then, a knock on the door interrupted the warm moment between father and son.

Naruto turned around, looked at the woman with an exaggerated figure at the door, and greeted her with a smile: "Good morning, Tsunade-neechan."

Upon hearing Naruto's voice, the seriousness on Tsunade's face vanished instantly.

She smiled as she walked to the bedside, holding up the registration book in her hand and waving it at Minato: "I'm sorry to interrupt your family time. Although Naruto has woken up, just in case, I still need to give him a full physical examination."

"Thank you for your hard work, Lady Tsunade."

Looking at Minato Namikaze bowing to her, Tsunade waved her hand and said, "You don't seem like Jiraiya's student."

As she spoke, she sat down next to Naruto, rubbing his face with her hands, her expression full of affection: "He's not as cute as our little Naruto, what a boring man."

Upon hearing Tsunade's words, Minato scratched his head and smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

"No matter what, I'm still leaving it to Lady Tsunade."

After saying that, he smiled and nodded at Naruto, then prepared to leave.

But he had just reached the door when he heard Tsunade's voice.

"Hey, remember to tell that guy to stop running around outside all the time, I'm pregnant."

Upon hearing the news, the father and son, who were on the hospital bed and at the door, were stunned, their expressions of disbelief on their faces.

This expression caused a blush to appear on Tsunade's usually strong face, but she still said firmly, "And warn that guy, if I smell any other woman, I will kill him!"

Upon hearing Tsunade's words, Minato smiled somewhat awkwardly and replied, "I will definitely convey your words to the teacher."