NIP Chapter 59 Things have come to this point; let's see which side is dreaming.
Chapter 59 Things have come to this point; let's see which side is dreaming.
As night fell, Konoha Village gradually fell into tranquility.
Iruka lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Suddenly, he felt the scene before him change abruptly, and when he saw where he was, he couldn't help but panic.
He looked around warily and found himself standing in a huge, dark space. In front of him stood a huge, black screen, and around him were rows of seats that stretched into the darkness.
The eerie place sent a jolt through him.
Illusion?
However, after attempting to form hand seals, it was found that the chakra flow was normal, but no technique was effective.
Just as he was feeling confused, a friendly voice came from inside.
"Teacher Iruka?"
Iruka looked in the direction of the sound and saw several figures in the dim light.
He looked closely and realized that not only Kakashi was there, but Sakura and Sasuke were also there.
Surrounded by familiar faces, my anxiety immediately subsided.
Iruka strode towards the figures, looking puzzled.
"Kakashi-senpai, where is this...?"
"Calm down, Iruka."
Kakashi raised his hand in greeting, muttering lazily, "This time is different from usual, there are actually four people..."
Iruka was taken aback by what he heard, and subconsciously scratched his head.
Just moments ago he was at home preparing to rest, but unexpectedly he found himself in this strange space that resembled a theater. Now, after hearing Kakashi's explanation, could it be some kind of special ninjutsu?
It seems this isn't their first time here.
Countless thoughts flashed through Iruka's mind, leaving him completely bewildered.
"What exactly is going on here?"
Seeing this, Sakura stepped forward and explained with a smile, "It's like this, Iruka-sensei..."
Sakura recounted their bizarre experiences over the past few days in as concise a language as possible, including how they would come here every night to watch a magical dream world through the screen in front of them.
The plots in dreams are mostly similar to reality, yet different, and the people and events in them seem as if they really happened.
It was through this dream that the group gradually learned many shocking secrets.
"I see……"
A few minutes later, Iruka finally understood the general situation.
His expression was one of surprise and astonishment, and he couldn't help but exclaim.
"Such an unbelievable thing... No wonder Naruto suddenly asked about the Fourth Hokage, so it's because he saw something here?"
Sasuke nodded with a displeased look: "That's right."
Damn it, it's not my turn tonight!
Iruka was deeply shaken.
Just as he was about to ask for more details, the huge, dark screen in front of him suddenly lit up with a soft light.
Iruka squinted slightly at the sudden light, and when he looked again, he saw Naruto's image reflected on the screen.
"Naruto?!"
Iruka was taken aback and stared wide-eyed at the screen.
Not only him, but everyone else in the audience immediately stopped talking and turned their attention to the screen.
In the scene, Naruto is sitting at the dining table, engrossed in eating breakfast, while a blond man next to him smiles gently and picks up a fried egg for Naruto.
The red-haired woman beside him said affectionately, "Naruto, don't just wolf down your food."
Iruka's breath hitched, and two names instantly popped into his mind.
Minato Namikaze, Kushina Uzumaki!
The Fourth Hokage and his wife are sitting next to Naruto, having dinner with him?!
The scene of a happy family of three in the picture had a great impact on Iruka, and for a moment he almost doubted that he was dreaming.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Iruka Umino have been detected! Emotional value +200!]
Iruka never expected that Naruto would actually be able to reunite with his deceased parents in his dream.
Thinking of this, Iruka's initial astonishment was gradually replaced by relief.
Seeing Naruto able to have breakfast with his parents, his teacher couldn't help but feel happy and relieved for Naruto.
on the screen.
Kushina said sternly, "Naruto, don't eat so fast. Nobody's going to take it from you!"
Although her words were reproachful, her eyes and brows were filled with undisguised affection.
Upon hearing this, Naruto stuck out his tongue, slowed down a bit, and chuckled sheepishly.
As Naruto slurped his noodles, he couldn't help but steal glances at his father sitting across from him.
Naruto felt an indescribable surge of excitement and pride.
The father standing before me is a hero of the entire Hidden Leaf Village!
This is the Fourth Hokage, the "great hero" who saved the village, and this great hero is actually his own father!
Thinking of this, Naruto felt his chest swell with pride, as if he could fly away.
[Ding! Naruto's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +300!]
Minato Namikaze was drinking miso soup when he suddenly noticed that his son across from him was staring at him, which made him feel a little uneasy.
He put down his soup bowl, rubbing his nose with a wry smile. "Naruto, what's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
"Huh? N-nothing!"
Naruto then snapped out of his daze and realized he had been staring at his dad. He quickly lowered his head and pretended to focus on eating his noodles, speeding up the movements of his chopsticks and shoveling large mouthfuls into his mouth as if nothing was wrong.
In fact, his ears were burning.
Seeing his son's guilty look, Minato shook his head with a smile.
Before long, the family finished breakfast.
Naruto put down his chopsticks. Seeing that his parents had finished eating, his mind was pounding like a drum. A question seemed to be swirling in his chest for a long time before he finally mustered the courage to speak: "Um... Dad! Can you teach me ninjutsu today? I absolutely have to learn the Rasengan today!"
Naruto scratched the back of his messy head as he spoke, a slightly embarrassed look on his face.
Upon hearing Naruto's expectant request, Minato's smile faded slightly, replaced by a hint of guilt and apology.
He reached out and patted Naruto's shoulder, saying softly, "Naruto, I'm sorry. The joint Chunin Exams between several major ninja villages are coming up soon, and Dad is very busy with official duties. I'm afraid I won't have much time to train with you..."
He said this with a hint of self-reproach, "Please forgive Dad, okay? I'll definitely make time to guide you properly once I'm done with this busy period."
"Ah... I see." Naruto, who had been full of anticipation, couldn't help but look disappointed when he heard his father's refusal.
[Ding! Naruto's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +200!]
Looking at his son's disappointed face, Minato Namikaze felt both guilty and loving.
He really wanted to put down his work and spend time with his children, but his duty as Hokage allowed him no room for slacking off.
Kushina coughed lightly, trying to smooth things over between the father and son: "Naruto, don't blame your father. He was doing it for the village."
She patted Naruto's head reassuringly, "Once the Chunin Exams are over, your father and I will definitely make it up to you, okay?"
"Um……"
Naruto pursed his lips and nodded reluctantly.
Since his parents had already said that, he naturally couldn't press the matter further and could only suppress his regret in his heart.
Minato smiled with satisfaction and patted Naruto's head.
"I'm going to the office now, see you tonight!"
Naruto quickly got up and followed his father to the door, saying, "Goodbye, Dad!"
Watching Minato's figure disappear outside the courtyard gate, Naruto felt reluctant to part, but he sensibly refrained from chasing after him.
He turned to his mother and smiled, "Mom, let me help you tidy up!"
Kushina paused for a moment, then a bright smile bloomed on her face: "Okay!"
Naruto deftly rolled up his sleeves and began clearing the table of dishes.
As he stacked the dishes and carried them into the kitchen, he grinned and said to his mother, "Mom, you rest, I'll wash the dishes!"
After saying that, she rolled up her apron and stood in front of the sink, washing herself carefully.
Kushina stood by, watching her son's busy figure, feeling only joy and pride.