Time gradually passed, and another ten days went by.
Satoru's perception of natural energy grew stronger and stronger.
However, he still hadn't absorbed natural energy or conducted any experiments.
He felt his Chakra wasn't substantial enough.
He wanted to wait until it was more substantial before attempting to absorb natural energy.
But he was becoming increasingly sensitive to natural energy.
With his powerful talent, simple operations like meditation were as easy as turning his hand.
This was unlike Naruto, who trained for a period on Mount Myōboku.
"Sakura and Ino's Chakra control talent is truly formidable; they are indeed Ninjas with outstanding abilities."
Satoru looked at Sakura and Ino.
At this moment, as they channeled Chakra into their hands, the orbs emitted soothing music.
Ding-ding-dong, ding-ding-dong, ding-ding-long-ding-dong... This talent, they truly are part of the main cast.
Of course, the credit ultimately belonged to him, the great educator, Satoru.
Just as Satoru was immersed in the pleasure of his body's evolution, a sensation appeared in his mind.
"What's going on? How is there an aura similar to Sasuke's Chakra, yet subtly different?"
Satoru felt confused.
Without thinking further, he immediately refined his Chakra and maximized his perception.
Through the training ground... Konoha streets... shops... bustling residents, finally arriving near Naruto's house... "Uncle Sasuke, is this where my dad used to live?"
A blond child in a black windbreaker and a tight-fitting outfit asked a tall, handsome figure.
"Mm."
Sasuke looked at the familiar room and the surrounding environment, a hint of nostalgia on his face.
"We really did travel to the past! Where did Ōtsutsuki Urashiki go then?"
Although Boruto was curious about what his dad was like now, the most important thing at the moment was to deal with Ōtsutsuki Urashiki.
Because one of his actions could potentially affect the future.
And their purpose in coming here was precisely that.
"The treasure tool, the Time Turtle, I don't know where it went, nor do I know where Ōtsutsuki Urashiki is.
In any case, let's gather information first."
Sasuke knew the urgent situation now was to gather intelligence.
He hoped it wasn't too early a period.
Otherwise, if Ōtsutsuki Urashiki appeared, the blow to Konoha would be immense.
The future could then be altered by his involvement.
Boruto happily said, "Hehe, I'm so curious what the old Konoha was like! Let's go!"
Then he excitedly rushed towards the Konoha streets.
Sasuke sighed and could only follow.
"I hope this won't cause any impact on the future."
Swoosh!
He then followed him... to Ichiraku Ramen.
"Wow, Ichiraku Ramen is still so authentic now!"
Boruto slurped the ramen into his mouth, his face full of happiness.
He then looked at the Ichiraku Ramen's decor and found that the current Ichiraku Ramen still had very old-fashioned decorations.
It was nothing like in later generations, where everything was available.
All the equipment was also antique.
"Although the equipment is a bit old, the feeling of this atmosphere is different."
Boruto smiled at Sasuke.
Sasuke was about to say something, but Teuchi, who was working, became displeased.
"Kid, what do you mean the equipment is a bit old? These are all the latest equipment in the world!
You don't understand, so don't talk nonsense."
Teuchi said unceremoniously.
You should know that their Ichiraku Ramen had many branches opened across the country.
The equipment used was all the latest in the world.
In this regard, Teuchi trusted Satoru's judgment.
"Look at this piece of equipment; it's the latest technology from the House of Food company in the Land of Lightning, used to adjust and maintain the heat.
Seeing as you're a child and don't understand, I'll forgive you.
But you, the adult, need to teach the child that you can't just say whatever you want outside."
Teuchi first lectured Boruto for a bit, then educated Sasuke.
If a child was ignorant, it must be because the adult hadn't taught him well.
"Ahaha, Uncle Teuchi, I'm sorry, I didn't teach him well."
Sasuke chuckled awkwardly at his words.
"Hmm, you know me?
I don't think I've ever seen you before?"
Teuchi was confused by his words; had he really gotten old, to have no impression of such a handsome man?
"Haha, maybe you're too busy and forgot," Sasuke quickly said.
Boruto was also a bit embarrassed by what was said; mocking things from the past was indeed getting a bit carried away.
"Sorry, Uncle, I spoke poorly.
By the way, do you have an eating contest in your shop?"
Boruto looked at the bare walls of the shop and asked Teuchi.
There should be an eating contest ranking there, and his mom was even number one.
"Eating contest?"
Teuchi sounded a bit confused.
"It's a competition ranked by how much you eat; as long as you eat enough,
you can get on the shop's eating contest leaderboard, for other customers to admire and so on."
Boruto smiled.
"Boruto, don't talk nonsense!" Sasuke first stopped Boruto's words, then said to Teuchi, "I'm sorry, he's just spouting nonsense."
Then he looked at Boruto.
Boruto also knew he had said the wrong thing and could only lower his head, silently eating his ramen.
"It's okay, I think his idea is very good!
It sounds like a great activity.
But haven't I seen you before? You look so familiar."
Ayame came out from behind the noodle shop and asked when she saw Sasuke and Boruto.
She felt that familiar blond child also looked a bit familiar.
She was also very much in favor of his idea.
"Uncle Satoru's wife," Sasuke thought to himself.
He remembered; when he was under Kakashi-sensei, he had been treated to Ichiraku Ramen.
He hadn't expected her to be so perceptive; was this a woman's sixth sense?
"Oh, I remember! You look a lot like Naruto!
Yellow hair, very similar face shape, but he's not as handsome as you."
Ayame suddenly remembered; wasn't this a replica of Naruto?
Handing another bowl of ramen to the finished Boruto, she smiled.
"..." Sasuke was speechless.
How could Aunt Ayame be so perceptive?
Even if Uncle Satoru came, he probably wouldn't be this sensitive!
"Ah..."
When Boruto saw Ayame, his eyes widened, wanting to say something, but luckily Sasuke covered his mouth.
"Hahaha, that's really too much of a coincidence; we're full, so we'll be going now."
Sasuke quickly finished the remaining ramen, pulled Boruto, and walked out of Ichiraku Ramen.
If they stayed any longer, Boruto might say anything.
"Hey, you two brats! Not only did you waste the ramen I painstakingly made,
but you also didn't pay! I'm telling you, my son-in-law is an excellent Konoha Ninja,
you won't get away!"
Teuchi, seeing the two suddenly slip away and looking at Boruto's unfinished ramen on the table, immediately flew into a rage.
Not paying was one thing, but wasting food was simply disgraceful.
Ayame felt the same, feeling even more annoyed than if two children were fighting at home.
No one had ever dared to cause trouble at Ichiraku Ramen, not only wasting food but also dining and dashing.
They quickly chased out the door, but where were the two figures now?
"Dad, don't worry; no one can dine and dash at Ichiraku.
When my husband comes back, he'll have the Defense Force find them and give them a good lecture."
Ayame clenched her fists, veins popping; she was angry.