July 15th, 7:30 PM, at Naruto's home.
The blonde-haired, blue-eyed boy sat cross-legged on the floor, his brow slightly furrowed. Chakra was gathering in his hands in a specific pattern, and a clean sheet of white paper lay in front of him.
After a moment, the boy's eyebrows twitched slightly. He opened his eyes, pressed one hand directly onto the white paper, and applied a little force, as if stamping a seal with an inkpad.
Chapter 66