Chapter 526: The Flat-Chested Otsutsuki
Putting the petty schemes of Utatane Koharu and Homura Mitokado to the back of his mind for the moment, Naruto was clear about what his most urgent task was.
Fusing the seven types of Chakra attributes to create the Kekkei Mora.
Only by successfully ascending to the Six Paths Sage level, possessing greater power and a deeper understanding of the rules, could he begin to implement that next step in his plan, which concerned the future of the entire Ninja World.
To this end, he even set his sights on Otohime's miraculous Dōjutsu, "Kamimusubi."
If he could use this ability to briefly travel to the future, perhaps he could directly obtain the cultivation methods or key insights for the Kekkei Mora from his future self; this was undoubtedly a shortcut.
After all, if he succeeded, then his future self should theoretically have already mastered this power.
If he didn't succeed, he could also gain experience through his future self.
However, when he returned home late at night, knocked on Otohime's door, and explained his intentions, they encountered an unexpected obstacle while trying to activate "Kamimusubi" in her room.
Her golden Rinnegan opened, and powerful space-time fluctuations rippled out, but the expected space-time rift did not appear.
That power seemed to collide with an invisible yet indestructible wall, merely stirring up a ripple in space before quickly dissipating.
After trying several times, the result was the same.
"Hmph, hmph."
Otohime withdrew her Dōjutsu; there was no great surprise on her face, but rather a hint of understanding and amusement.
After returning to her teenage form, she was a completely different person from when she had turned into a little girl due to excessive Chakra consumption.
At this moment, her posture was lazy with a hint of coolness, even a bit chuunibyou.
She brazenly rested her long, fair legs on the table, dangling her toes.
"It must have been the future me who did it.
Of course, it could also be the future you, using your Amenotajikara to borrow my ability, and then in turn applying some kind of space-time anchor or blockade."
Her golden Rinnegan glanced at Naruto with an expression that said, "I knew it would be like this": "For a Dōjutsu of the level of Kamimusubi, countering it is extremely difficult.
Even Kaguya couldn't do it, let alone Kaguya's descendants.
Being able to do this indicates that the future timeline is highly likely one that is very favorable to you, or at least one that you wish to maintain.
Therefore, your future self is trying to stop your current self from taking shortcuts, to avoid triggering unnecessary space-time paradoxes or interference."
She paused, her tone becoming a bit cocky, yet also encouraging.
"Believe in your own talent, Hokage!
Don't always think about taking shortcuts; if your future self can do it, why can't you do it now?"
Naruto was silent for a moment. Looking at Otohime's "This Young Miss has already seen through everything" expression, and remembering how innocent and naive she was in her little girl form, he had to admit that differences in physical age really did affect personality and ways of thinking.
The current Otohime was clearly more... asking for a beating.
"Alright, it failed."
Naruto rubbed his temples, giving up the intention to continue trying, "You should get some sleep early too."
He turned to leave.
Otohime, however, seemed a bit annoyed by his indifferent reaction, especially that line "You should get some sleep early too," which sounded like he was brushing her off.
She raised an eyebrow and deliberately said in a provocative tone: "Otherwise what? Do you want to stay and sleep with me?"
After speaking, she felt a bit uncomfortable herself, but she kept up that cool expression.
Hearing this, Naruto paused, turned his head, and his gaze calmly swept over Otohime, lingering for a moment on her chest, which was so flat that a plane could almost take off and land on it, and then he sighed almost inaudibly, very lightly.
He didn't say anything.
But it was as if he had said everything.
"You!"
Otohime's cheeks instantly turned crimson, blushing all the way to her ears.
She was overheating.
When she lived in Konoha Village in Boruto's world before, she had learned quite a bit of common knowledge about human society.
Naruto's silent mockery had precisely poked at what she considered her only current shortcoming.
Although her perfect form wasn't as inflated as Tsunade's, at least it had significant curves; it was just that it had become smaller now.
"What do you mean by that, you guy? Explain yourself clearly!"
She pulled back the legs she had rested on the table, sat up abruptly from the bed with her hands on her hips, her golden eyes wide open, trying to mask her embarrassment with Aura.
Naruto had already walked into the courtyard. Hearing Otohime's frantic, albeit lowered-voice, shouting behind him, he didn't even turn his head, just waved his hand casually, signaling her to quiet down.
At least she knew not to disturb Hinata and the others while they rested.
Naruto sat down on the steps in the courtyard. The night breeze, carrying the slight chill of early autumn, gently brushed past his blonde hair, bringing him a trace of clarity, but it could not blow away the gloom in his heart.
He tilted his head slightly, casting his gaze toward the deep night sky.
The stars were sparse, like scattered diamond dust, while that bright, clear moon was exceptionally full and bright, its pure radiance like silk, quietly overlooking the sleeping Hidden Leaf Village, and reflecting his complex state of mind at this moment.
He let out a deep sigh.
This sigh was very light, almost blending into the night breeze, yet it seemed to carry the weight of a thousand pounds.
A kind of fatigue, mixed with a bit of confusion and heaviness that he hadn't felt in a long time, quietly enveloped him like a thin mist spreading in the night.
Unlike the physical exhaustion from carrying out missions, this was a fatigue originating from the depths of his heart, a caution about the path ahead and a brief doubt about his own abilities.
The path ahead for the cultivation of the Kekkei Mora could be described as nothing but Chaos.
The perfect Fusion of seven Chakra attributes was not just a mere accumulation of quantity; every step was like walking on thin ice, and the slightest carelessness could result in all previous efforts being wasted, or even harming himself.
The future path was even more full of unpredictable variables: the landscape of the Ninja World, potential threats, the development of the Village...
It was like an intricate web, and he was the one trying to untangle the threads, or even reweave it.
Inside the Village, there were old forces like Utatane Koharu and Homura Mitokado who were unwilling to be lonely and were attempting to stir up trouble.
Outside the Village, there were undercurrents moving beneath the seemingly submissive four great nations, and there was also the potential threat of the Six Paths Sage like a sword hanging over his head.
All of this, the tangible and intangible pressures, seemed to have turned into a substantial weight, pressing heavily on his still-young shoulders.
The Hokage's hat was light, but the responsibility and expectations represented by the two words "Hokage" were as heavy as a mountain.
He rarely felt the length of the night so clearly as he did now.
In the past, nights were either spent immersed in cultivation without feeling tired, or falling into a peaceful sleep after chatting with friends.
But at this moment, time seemed to have been stretched out, every minute and every second appearing exceptionally clear and slow.
The silent courtyard and the cold moonlight all set off a sense of loneliness that was almost stagnant.
Dawn seemed to have become an unattainable promise.
The moonlight was like water, flowing quietly, lengthening his slightly lonely figure and casting it on the ground behind him.
This figure was no longer that perpetually energetic youth, but a leader who had truly begun to taste the bitterness and hardship behind the word "protection."
Looking back at the past, almost everything Naruto wanted to accomplish, he accomplished.
Whether it was learning the Eight Gates, Wood Release, or mastering Sage Mode, Kurama Mode, or even later fusing multiple powers, he, relying on his astonishing perseverance and talent, was always able to overcome difficulties and ultimately achieve his goals.
In the true sense of the word, things he couldn't do were almost non-existent in his life experience.
However, in front of the towering mountain that was "Kekkei Mora," for the first time, he felt a certain degree of...
Powerlessness, or rather, a loss of the kind of almost blind, indomitable confidence he had in the past.
This was not cowardice, but the caution brought about by rational understanding when facing an unknown territory.
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