Chapter 469

In the blink of an eye, two months had passed. Across the vast wilderness, emerald grass stretched endlessly toward the horizon, like a rolling green ocean stirred by a gentle breeze. Sunlight filtered through sparse clouds, casting dappled shadows that made the earth look like a soft, warm carpet of velvet. Naruto, with his chubby baby cheeks, sat on a cushioned mat clutching a bag of snacks, tearing furiously at the wrapper with his tiny milk teeth as drool dripped down the plastic. Not far away, Hatake Genboku, the oldest of the younger generation, was playing in the shallows of a stream with Hatake Iru.