In Konoha, This Naruto Has Decided To Take It Easy

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A surge of purple Chakra shot into the sky, filling the entire cave with a massive pillar of light.

Naruto's figure was instantly engulfed by the blinding white light. From a distance, Sakura could only hear the deafening roar as the light pillar shot upward, causing the entire sky to change color.

‘It was only a minute or two,’ Sakura clenched her fists tightly and silently said to herself. She suppressed the urge to rush forward, biting her lip and stubbornly staying in place.

She couldn’t help but think, ‘What if he had lied to me? What if something went wrong?’ But now that things had come to this, she had no choice, ‘If something went wrong, I would...’

On the other side, Naruto opened his eyes and found himself surrounded by a river of light. The purple Ryumyaku Chakra surged around him, sweeping him up into the river of time.

Looking at the vast expanse of light, he couldn’t help but feel a bit sentimental.

People with strong souls, like him, were different. When others traveled through time, it was like they’d just blink and be there, like undergoing a full anesthetic.

But not him. He was fully conscious the entire time, watching the process unfold from every angle. He was going back twenty years in time. At least, he thought it was twenty years.

Actually, he wasn’t entirely sure which year he was returning to.

Based on his memory, Mukade was exposed to the light pillar earlier in the original work, so the timeline he traveled through was earlier than the protagonist. From this, it can be inferred that the timing was linked to the concentration of Chakra in the Ryumyaku.

The mechanism was likely similar to a water pipe burst. At first, the flow is rapid, but once the Chakra leaks out, the pressure lowers. And Naruto had been right next to the seal from the start, the closest to the source.

After some moments of chaos, he opened his eyes.

All around him stood towering structures, hundreds of meters tall, with bridges crisscrossing through the air. The towers were arranged in a scattered yet orderly fashion, like stars dotting the sky. The buildings connected in a vast web, creating an incredibly grand sight.

‘Is this the ancient kingdom of Roran?’ He murmured to himself, tilting his head back and suddenly feeling a little confused.

‘The sky was divided into narrow patches by the towering buildings. If people lived here, they probably didn’t get much sunlight. How did they dry their clothes?’

As he looked around, several guards dressed in armor quietly surrounded him.

Since he had already taken care of Mukade in advance, his plan to usurp the throne had failed. This version of Roran was still ruled by the old queen, with no signs of turmoil.

"Who are you?" One of the younger guards asked, eyeing Naruto warily.

"Seize him! Bring him to Her Majesty the Queen for questioning!" Another guard shouted impatiently, "He might be an intruder. Capture him!"

Seeing this, Naruto sighed inwardly, ‘Why did everything have to end in violence with these people? Didn’t these soldiers notice his strange attire? This coat was clearly from twenty years in the future! How annoying!’

After a moment of hesitation, Naruto decided to shout.

"Stop!"

The guards were indeed intimidated and stopped, looking at him warily.

"Who exactly are you?"

"I'm a Konoha’s Shinobi!" Naruto introduced himself, and it was indeed the truth, as he was from Konoha.

However, whether Minato was already married or not was hard to say at this point. He figured that he hadn’t even traveled back that far. As an experienced world traveler, the main question was figuring out exactly what year it was right now.

"Why are Konoha's Shinobi here? Intruder, tell me your name!"

"My name is Uchiha Sasuke."

"Uchiha?" The guards instantly panicked, and they exchanged uneasy glances. The aggression they showed just now dissipated in an instant.

Although the ancient kingdom of Roran was a small country, they were not isolated from the world. In the wars that had swept across the Shinobi World, the Uchiha Clan of from Konoha had gained a fearsome reputation, known as ruthless killing machines on the battlefield.

"Wait, if you’re from the Uchiha Clan, why is your hair blonde?" One of the bolder guards asked.

"I dyed it. What, is that a problem?" Naruto didn’t waver in the slightest. He had told a lot of lies and would never show his flaw in front of others, "Why can’t a Shinobi dye their hair? Must all Uchihas have black hair? I’m furious!"

"No one defines the Uchiha! No one cherishes the Uchiha’s glory more than I do!"

The guards didn’t understand what he was saying, but they were dumbfounded by his dramatic outburst. Perhaps, to them, an Uchiha behaving like a crazy person made sense.

In short, the guards didn’t understand the prestige of the Uchiha name, but they did understand that there was a big difference between a madman and an invader, so they decided not to bother him further, nor did they want to get themselves into trouble.

With the guards escorting him, Naruto was smoothly brought before the Queen of Roran, and her daughter, Princess Sara.

The Queen carried herself with a gentle and serene grace, exuding a regal air. Her face was healthy and vibrant, and despite the toll of time, she was still an elegant beauty, well-maintained even in her later years.

Naruto’s gaze briefly passed over the queen, not lingering long. His focus instead fell on Princess Sara, trying to estimate her age.

In fact, both the Queen and Sara were still a little confused when they first heard the guards’ report. After all, Roran was just a small country and could not be compared with the neighboring superpower, the Land of Wind.

Not to mention being compared with the distant Land of Fire. When they heard that a Shinobi who called himself Konoha’s Uchiha appeared in Roran, both the Queen and Sara treated the matter with great seriousness.

To be more precise, they were a bit at a loss.

During this brief pause, Naruto had already taken the opportunity to fully size up Sara. Sara looked like she was already an adult, her face exuding confidence and curiosity.

But this was only natural, after all, the shit-stirrer, Mukade, has already been killed by him.

In the original work, Queen of Roran should have been killed by Mukade, but here she was, still alive and well, allowing Sara to grow up carefree under her mother's protection.

There was no trace of the usual sadness on her face, only an adorable confusion.

"Mother, so this is what an Uchiha Shinobi looks like?" Sara whispered to the Queen, leaning in close.

"Don't talk nonsense." The Queen glanced at her daughter, then turned back with a gentle smile towards Naruto, who was standing in the hall, her voice calm and soothing, "And how should we address you?"

"Uchiha Sasuke." Naruto replied without hesitation.

"Sasuke-dono, is the Sandaime Hokage in good health?" The Queen asked with a warm smile, her voice soft.

"He's doing well." Naruto answered, while adding silently in his heart, ‘He’ll probably live for another twenty years or so.’

With this, Naruto finally confirmed the timeline and felt a weight lifted off his chest. After all, he was not particularly interested in Roran, he just wanted to get out of there and head to Konoha.

‘At this point in time, Orochimaru had likely already defected, and Tsunade had also left the village. Konoha is now ruled by that old man, Sandaime, and the next Hokage, Minato.’

The Queen continued to ask questions. Her attitude was very polite, and none of her inquiries were particularly sharp. She was always gentle, as if she were merely making casual conversation.

"So, why did you come here?" The Queen finally asked the crucial question, "The ancient kingdom of Roran has never involved itself in the conflicts between great countries. Sandaime Hokage should be aware of this."

"Well, I do have a specific purpose, but it's not related to war." Naruto replied, half-truthfully, "In fact, I came here for a special mission, and I’m seeking your help, Your Majesty."

"Help? How can I assist you?" The Queen looked surprised, while Sara remained silent, her curious eyes never leaving Naruto.

"Mother, he is lying." Sara whispered quietly to the Queen.