Tsunade, you're really drunk!

Early in the morning, after Sasuke and Boruto finished the breakfast prepared by Mikoto at Sasuke's house, they separated from Sasuke and Itachi, preparing to find Naruto first, stay by his side, and protect him secretly.

"Master, where do you think we should go to find our father?"

"Where would he be at this hour?"

Sasuke was suddenly stumped by Boruto's question.

Yes, the Naruto in this world is different from the Naruto in his own world. If he hadn't escaped and betrayed the village, where would he be now? Although Sasuke had told them that Naruto and Jiraiya would go to the outskirts of the village to practice today after coming back from eating barbecue last night.

But the problem is, the outskirts of Konoha are such a big place, where can we find Naruto?

While Sasuke was still thinking about this problem with his head down, Boruto suddenly collided with an oncoming person at the corner, and both of them fell to the ground with a "thump".

"Who is it? Don't you even look at the road ahead when you walk?" X2

The two men rubbed their red foreheads, supported their buttocks with their left hands, raised their right hands, stretched out their index fingers, and pointed at each other.

"You, why are you imitating my speech!" X2

Big Sasuke raised his head and looked forward.

Good man, there is no need to look for it. Should we say that this is an invisible tacit understanding between this father and son? They can even meet like this...

"What's the matter?"

Jiraiya's figure appeared behind Naruto, and the first thing he saw was the face of the person standing opposite Naruto, who looked 90% similar to Naruto.

Same blue eyes, even the beard on the face is the same, the same hair color, but the hairstyle is slightly different.

Then he looked at the big Sasuke behind Boruto and immediately understood that these two people were the ones Qianye told him about yesterday - the future Sasuke and Boruto.

At this moment, Boruto also saw clearly the appearance of the two people opposite him. They were faces he had seen in the photo album at home. One of them was extremely familiar, it was his father Naruto, and the other was his father's master Jiraiya.

"dad……"

Boruto subconsciously wanted to shout out.

Sasuke immediately realized that something was wrong and directly covered Boruto's mouth. It would be fine if it happened to other people, but he didn't care about Naruto, for fear that he would do something weird.

"Lecherous Immortal, I don't know what's wrong with this guy. He doesn't even look ahead when he walks."

"I ended up dropping all the things I prepared for my training trip!"

After complaining a few times, Naruto squatted down and put on the bags scattered on the ground.

Jiraiya looked at Sasuke and Boruto in front of him, and judging from their expressions, he estimated that their original plan to hide in the dark to protect Naruto had failed. In that case, let him make up a reason on the spot to help them.

Jiraiya looked at Sasuke and Boruto, and suddenly showed an expression that said "It's you~".

"You two are such fans of my books that you are so crazy that you came to Konoha to find me?"

"In that case, I will grant both of your wishes."

"You two will be allowed to train with me and Naruto."

After saying that, Jiraiya raised an eyebrow at the two of them.

[I'm making an excuse for you. You two don't want to be discovered by Naruto, right? ]

At this moment, Naruto looked at Sasuke and Boruto with disdain.

"You two actually like to read books by lecherous immortals?"

He even deliberately kept his gaze on Boruto's face for a moment and tilted his head.

"Forget about him, but you... look about the same age as me. The books of the lecherous immortal are restricted to 18+."

"You are such a naughty little brat."

"What a pervert."

Boruto looked at his father as a child and immediately wanted to refute, but seeing Jiraiya's wildly jumping eyebrows, he suppressed his inner embarrassment.

"Um... I just look young. Don't look at me like this. I just celebrated my eighteenth birthday a few days ago."

"This guy is eighteen years old!?"

Naruto was surprised and looked at Jiraiya and Sasuke beside him in horror.

Sasuke on the side also nodded repeatedly.

"Ah... yes, he is my friend. I can testify that I spent his birthday with him."

Jiraiya was forced to nod at this point, but he suddenly felt a little overwhelmed on the inside.

No, this guy's excuse is ridiculous. How can he be 18 years old? Even a simple guy like Naruto probably wouldn't believe it...

"Yeah, that's right. I couldn't believe it at first, but he is indeed eighteen years old... probably."

After receiving confirmation from Jiraiya and Sasuke beside Boruto, Naruto looked at Boruto with tears in his eyes, walked up to him, hugged Boruto's shoulders, and wiped the tears from his cheeks.

"Wow, wow, wow~ What a poor fellow, he's so short at the age of eighteen."

"You must have never been in love. You haven't even kissed a girl on the mouth."

"I thought I had a hard enough childhood, but I could still eat instant noodles a few times a month and drink milk, even if it was expired."

"You must be in a worse situation~ wuwuwu~"

"You lecherous sage! Let's treat them both to Ichiraku Ramen. This guy must have never eaten anything so delicious!"

Boruto suddenly wanted only to retort and tell Naruto.

Actually, I live a pretty good life. Although I don't like that kind of life, as the second generation Kage, everyone in Konoha respects me. I can eat delicious hamburgers every day, play video games, and have a group of good friends. I have never suffered any hardship since I was a child.

I have a mother who loves me, a father who often works and is not home but loves me, and a lovely sister.

There is also a powerful master and childhood sweetheart.

But I can’t say that I’m actually living a good life… Alas~

Then, inside Ichiraku Ramen, Sasuke, Boruto, Naruto, and Jiraiya sat in a row.

Naruto simply waved his hand and shouted at the uncle.

"Uncle~!"

"Give me four servings of super-full-set deluxe Ichiraku ramen, with double the ingredients!"

Then he pointed at Boruto standing beside him, and the sympathy in his tone made people cry.

"This guy is still so short at the age of 18. He must have never eaten anything good. Please give him more food, please!"

When the uncle heard this, the burning ramen soul in his heart was immediately ignited!

"Ho~?"

"Don't worry, Naruto, I know what to do!"

Ten minutes later, four ramen bowls as big as face plates were placed in front of the few people. There was lobster meat that was forearm-long and fist-wide, and barbecued pork slices that were three fingers wide and half a centimeter thick, directly on the edge of the bowl, no, surrounding the edge of the basin. Inside, there were three soft-boiled eggs cut in half, and so many Naruto rolls that even someone with claustrophobia would feel dizzy if they saw them.

Boruto swallowed subconsciously. Although it smelled delicious, they had already had breakfast in the morning...

This... there's so much, it's impossible for one person to finish it, right? If you stuff it in, it will go bad...

Naruto looked at Boruto, who was full of hesitation, and patted him on the back.

"Don't worry, it's my treat! Eat as much as you can, and if it's not enough, just add more."