"Huh... Let's rest here first."
"Yeah."
The young man slowly bent down, stirred the grass and wild flowers a few times, then sat down with a sigh of relief, moved his body, and leaned against the tree. The rough and rugged tree bark stabbed the boy's back maliciously, but he paid no attention to it. He just stretched out his hand to rub the painful part of his body.
The girl didn't know what to do - she had accompanied the young man until now, and she didn't hear any requests from him. She was just providing some support.
"Light, what are you wary of? You can sit down."
"No, I just..."
"It's impossible for those Uchihas to find us so quickly, but even if they are found, we can drive them back." The young man smiled calmly.
The sun gradually became clearer, and its light was torn into pieces by the network of branches and leaves, scattering unceremoniously throughout the woods. The forest wind is floating, the branches are swaying, the bright blue sky is hiding behind a patch of dark green, flickering in and out, strolling with a group of musical notes...
With life in her eyes, the girl sat down next to the boy with peace of mind, hugged her knees, and leaned slightly toward him, "Boruto? Are you really going to stay here for twenty years?"
"I don't understand it. But if that's the case, it's going to be a big problem."
"Big trouble?"
"Huh, it's hard to say. But luckily there are friends like you here, at least I won't be too lonely."
"Twenty years, isn't it a little short?" The girl whispered.
"What? I didn't hear clearly."
But the girl just smiled, opened her palms, and let the light flow over them, "Boruto, the sunshine is very warm today."
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