"Look! What's that in the sky?!"
"It looks like... His Majesty the Emperor! My god, what is going on?!"
"A miracle! A real miracle! Has His Majesty already become a true god?!"
As they stared up at the massive spectral image of Mirai hovering in the sky, everyone's face was filled with shock.
No one could make sense of what they were seeing.
In the minds of everyone across the Shinobi World, only a true deity could pull off something like this.
And so, a moment later, people all across the land instinctively fell to their knees and began worshipping Mirai as if he were divine.
High above, Mirai overlooked the entire Shinobi World, silently dispersing his towering projection.
Even though Ōtsutsuki Shibai was likely on the same level as him, Mirai didn't let it get to his head. Who knew how long Shibai had been at that level? He wasn't about to grow complacent.
That sense of caution and grounded thinking—engrained deep in his bones—made Mirai choose to keep developing steadily.
After all, there were still ten years until the events of Boruto. He had time. He'd continue growing in the shadows.
Mirai was confident that, even if Shibai had the full support of the entire Ōtsutsuki Clan, there was no way his growth could outpace his own.
Besides...
Mirai was sure of one thing: Shibai, who had advanced primarily through chakra fruits, couldn't compare to his own comprehensive development across all physical, spiritual, and energy aspects.
And it was only a matter of time before the gap between him and Shibai widened even further.
He had the advantage now—so all he needed to do was hold steady and avoid unnecessary risks.
...
After several days of quietly familiarizing himself with the new power flowing through his body, Mirai finally returned to his estate.
The moment he stepped inside, he was immediately surrounded by Tsunade and the others.
"Mirai! That huge phantom in the sky the other day—was that your doing?"
"It looked so cool! How'd you even do that?!"
"Honey... everyone's saying you've become a real god. Are you... going to leave us now?"
Mirai looked at their curious and slightly anxious expressions and gave a soft chuckle.
"Relax. I was just testing out a new power I recently mastered."
"You all know that the Ōtsutsuki Clan has Shibai at its core."
"If I want to protect the Shinobi World, I need to have the strength to surpass him."
At those words, concern and heartache appeared on the women's faces.
Though Mirai spoke about it lightly, they could guess how much pain and effort lay behind those words.
Even genin needed years of relentless training to grow stronger—how much harder must it be for someone like Mirai, who was already operating at an unfathomable level?
All for the sake of the Shinobi World... he had been giving everything of himself, without asking for anything in return.
He was just... too noble.
Mirai looked at the emotional expressions on their faces and was slightly confused.
Why did they look like they were about to cry?
That expression... it was like someone had told them he had a terminal illness or something.
How depressing.
Only Kaguya's eyes were shining.
Originally, she thought no matter how much Mirai struggled, he was only prolonging the inevitable.
Once Ōtsutsuki Shibai awakened, wiping out the Shinobi World would be as easy as flipping a hand.
But now... Mirai's strength had already reached a level even she couldn't comprehend.
Maybe... just maybe... he really could protect her.
"Kaguya. What are you thinking about?"
Noticing Mirai's gaze on her, Ōtsutsuki Kaguya quickly said,
"Nothing, Master. Do you want to rest now? I'll go warm the bed for you."
Mirai's lips curled into a faint smile. He gave Kaguya a light pat on the butt.
"Go ahead. I'll be there soon."
This maid of his was really getting more and more thoughtful.
Meanwhile, Tsunade and the others, still wrapped in their melancholic thoughts, silently followed after him.
Their husband had done so much for the world. The least they could do was try their best to meet his every need.
Mirai had no choice but to accept their affection with a smile.
Sigh...
The life of an exceptional man was often like this—simple, plain...
And boring.
...
Konoha.
Inside a dessert shop.
Uchiha Mirai sat eating a skewer of three-color dango while playing on his handheld console.
This was the latest game developed by Tōno Hensuke—
Naruto: Shinobi Battle Online
Players could control various shinobi characters and battle others over the network.
The characters in the game were all based on real people, and their skills were designed to reflect their actual signature jutsu.
Thanks to the long-standing peace across the Shinobi World, and the fact that any character featured in the game earned royalties for their real-life counterparts, every ninja was absolutely thrilled to be turned into a playable character.
As a result, the moment the game launched, it caused a frenzy.
Almost everyone played a few rounds during their downtime—even Uchiha Mirai was no exception.
Playing Naruto as Naruto characters... it had a strangely satisfying feel to it.
Weaving together combos and sneak attacks, Mirai managed to solo three opponents in a row, tilting them so hard they rage-quit mid-match.
"Can't keep up with me, huh?"
With a light hum, Mirai tucked his handheld console away.
Next to him sat Kimimaro, now all grown up.
"Well, this is a rare sight. Kimimaro, I didn't expect to see you away from the lab."
Mirai teased with a smirk.
Kimimaro offered a polite smile and bowed.
"Lord Mirai, Lord Orochimaru has requested your presence. He said it's something important."
"I'm free now. Let's go."
"Yes, sir."
Together, the two walked toward the experimental lab.
Ever since ascending to godhood, Mirai had become less inclined to flaunt his powers.
He preferred to keep a low profile and blend in like a regular person.
As they walked, Kimimaro glanced over.
"Lord Mirai, I saw you playing Naruto earlier. Why don't you have Tōno Hensuke design a character based on you?"
Mirai replied calmly, "I'm too broken. It'd ruin the game's balance."
Kimimaro blinked, then nodded in full agreement.
If a character were designed based on Lord Mirai's actual capabilities... yeah, the game would be broken beyond repair.
They chatted along the way, and nearly an hour later, arrived at the lab.
Once there, Kimimaro led Mirai to Orochimaru's lab and then quietly took his leave.
Mirai pushed open the door and stepped inside. Looking at Orochimaru, he asked,
"What did you need me for?"
Orochimaru, eyes gleaming with excitement, approached holding something that looked like a clump of clay.
"Mirai-kun! The material you asked me to research—the one that could store massive amounts of chakra—I've finally found it!"
"With this material... the way shinobi fight might completely change!"
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