Boruto: Naruto the Movie - Volume 1 - Chapter 5

Chapter five: Uzumaki Boruto! 

Naruto was inside darkness. 
He didn’t think they’d gotten very far from the village of Konohagakure, but, rather than saying this was some place he didn’t remember, it’d be more accurate to say this was a parallel world. 
It was terribly cold, and distortions rippled through the sky. It plainly wasn’t the airspace of his own world. 
Kaguya had held the power of sending people into parallel worlds too... Is this something like a kekkai, or a subspace? 
About half of it looked like the second-hand knowledge he had of the games his son played, but this place shouldn’t be all that different from his own world. 
Naruto’s movements were hindered. 
He was physically restrained. He quickly realised he was bound to a pillar. 
“Just this one has been very special...he’ll take some time.” The young ore named Momoshiki commented. 
His arm was stretched out over Naruto’s stomach. He was sucking in his chakra. 
The pain wasn’t at the level of incapacitating agony, but Naruto didn’t have any intentions of pleasing his captors by begging for his life. 
So they intend to use the same method they suck up jutsu with...to rip out Kurama from inside my body... 
Those words ‘just this one’ let him guess that other Jinchuuriki had been hunted down too. 
“Sorry, but...” Naruto said, “....I can’t just go the easy way...without any work...” 

Those were the true feelings of the man who’d kept walking down a painful path. The bijuu inside him wasn’t just a creature. He was someone who’d walked alongside him through agony. A friend. 

“Us shinobi can’t be like that, yknow.” Naruto said, and looked up at the sky. There was the sight of something he’d been expecting. 
Konohagakure village’s emergency control room. The current state of the village, displayed on the monitors, was a terrible sight. 
Shikamaru determinedly continued to grapple with the general data. 
That jerk Katasuke isn’t around... 
The Scientific Ninja Weapons Division was needed precisely for times like this, but it looked like it was reasonable to conclude those who were in the middle of the arena weren’t unharmed. 
Just as Shikamaru was thinking that, a worn and torn Shikadai stampeded into the room. He had a look on his face that was worried for his friend Boruto. 
“Hey....is it really okay if we don’t go, too, oyaji?” Shikadai said, “Sasuke-san’s opened a space-time portal. Somehow, us remaining shinobi, we could open the gate one more time, and...” 
“The success of a rescue mission isn’t decided by numbers.” Shikamaru didn’t so much chide his son as he did a young military officer. 
What was needed in times like this wasn’t breaking down the child’s theory, but building it back up from the start. 
“It’s a general rule for ninja platoons to be few in number. The Gokage and Sasuke fulfill that.” Shikamaru said, “Don’t worry.” 
“But...!” 
“Right now, what our side has to do is save the injured people in the village, and arrange an organized back up for their group.” Shikamaru said, “It’s that old surrounding castle, Static Rook Bear-in-the-Hole.*” 
“What’s that?” Shikadai tilted his head in puzzlement. 
“It’s a defensive strategy,” Shikamaru said, “I’ll teach you Shougi later on.” 
Naruto grinned from where he was restrained to the pillar. 
Momoshiki noticed his intent, and raised his head up. He was already too late The fabric of space tore open, and a nostalgic sight burst out. 
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Sasuke with his Mangekyou Sharingan shining. 
On top of that, the other figures that burst in through the gate he’d opened: Gaara, Choujuurou, Kurotsuchi, Darui. And, more important than anyone, Boruto. 
The young boy’s figure flew and cut through the darkness, his golden hair fluttered and eyes as blue as they sky fixed only on his father. 
“Let’s go!” 

Sand spilled out from Gaara’s gourd. It was a image very nostalgic technique. 

Come to think of it, they’d first met during the Chuunin Exams too. 
Taking advantage of the sand, Choujuurou, Kurotsuchi, and Darui used the sand as footholds and soared. 
“Haah!” 
Choujuurou and Kurotsuchi launched an attack. 
“You impudent ones!” 
Kinshiki expanded his giant axe, and counter-attacked. Kurotsuchi and Choujuurou nimbly evaded him. 
From the beginning, the two were a diversion. 
Without the words even being said, they’d understood that and taken action. 
Gaara’s sand was stretching towards Momoshiki’s feet. Momoshiki leapt up, avoiding the sand by a hair’s breadth. But up in the sky, Darui was lying in wait. 
“How to say this?” Darui said. “You’ll get destroyed at this rate, yknow.” 
Darui used his muscles as a bullet of mass and swooped down on Momoshiki. Momoshiki evaded this attack, as well, however this too was only a diversion. Gaara with his Absolute Defence of sand was approaching from behind them! 
“Don’t think that you can run away fro us.” he said. 
“You low-grade beings!” 
The swing of Momoshiki’s blade was stopped and caught by Gaara’s blade of sand. 
Boruto and Sasuke appeared in front of Naruto. 
Naruto soon figured out who was behind the sight of his son dressed up in those dearly missed clothes and that nostalgic hitai-ate. 
Honestly...that Sasuke...he always puts on an act... 

Boruto skilfully cut away the chains that were restraining Naruto. The sight of him really did look a lot like Naruto himself. 

“...Why is he wearing that...?” Naruto asked. 
“Various things happened.” Sasuke said. “...Well. He became a shinobi.” 
Sasuke gave a understated smile, and then leapt up. The look on his face said that he’d said everything he wanted to say. Now, he fiercely headed towards Kinshiki’s direction. 
“Is that so.” 
If Sasuke had given his approval, then that was good enough. 
The look of Boruto’s face really had changed. 
Something about him had lost his spoilt behaviour, and now there was a will about him that said he had to do things on his own. 
There was that saying about how you should take a good look at a young boy if you don’t get to see him for three days**, but there was a huge difference to Boruto from just a few hours ago. 
“Haha...it’s almost like I’m looking at my own Kage Bunshin.” Naruto said. 
“l...do I look a little cool?” Boruto asked. 
“Even more than you did before.” 
“Heheh...” Boruto said. “So you looked at me a little bit before...?” 
Naruto felt like a very heavy weight had broken into his stomach. 

Even though he’d made his family intending to never let them taste the same loneliness he had, he’s ended up forcing a different kind of loneliness onto his son. 

“...Boruto...I’m sorry. For not looking after you so far...” 
Now might not have been the time to say those words. But Naruto didn’t know if he’d die in the next moment, so he felt it was best to verbally convey his apology. 
“After this,” He said, “I’ll...” 
“It’s fine if you’re the same as you’ve been until now.” Boruto grinned widely, and cheerfully laughed it off. 
He wasn’t forcing himself to say those words. 
“All I want is that when we get to meet up every now and then, don’t give me lectures...from now on, tell me about your past instead, dad.” 
For one instant, Naruto didn’t know how to feel. 
His son who carried on his genes. His son, who said he wanted to learn about his past. 
Ahhh, I see. 
Naruto softly brushed the top of his son’s head, then gathered his chakra and united with Kurama again. 
This is being a dad. 

He knew he was being imprudent in a time like this, but Naruto was terribly, terribly happy. 
Kurama grinned widely. 
Kinshiki’s giant axe swung downwards, and its blade cut Choujuurou’s chest. Choujuurou stumbled, his blood spraying. 
“You’re cornered now.” Kinshiki said. 
“Shouldn’t that be referring to yourself?” Choujuurou was grinning like a shark. 
Kurotsuchi burst out from the ground underneath them, attacking Kinshiki’s chest. 
“Impudent-!” Kinshiki flew backwards. 
Behind him was Sasuke. The sharingan in his right eye had been activated. He was deadly serious. 
Sasuke used a chidori with no distance betwee them. 
Nobody could follow those movements. 
“Gugh!” 
Kinshiki deflected the chidori with his battle axe, but the might of the attack was so great his axe couldn’t withstand it, and crumbled. 
At that moment, Choujuurou leapt down from the sky. He held an enormous sword in his hand. The whole group was displaying stunningly vibrant cooperation. 
“Spineless mongrels!” 
In the air, Choujuurou took his beloved sword, Hiramekarei, and detached it so it divided into two swords. The chakra that gathered between them pierced Kinshiki like glowing kunai. 
The art of wielding swords was Kirigakure’s speciality. 
“Guagh!” 
Blood spurted out from all over Kinshiki’s body. The chakra needles that had spurted out from hiramekarei disrupted his chakra channels. It was a shinobi killing technique unique to Kirigakura that, while it wouldn’t kill instantly, would slowly bring death. 
But, that was as far as he could go. Choujuurou fell to his knees because of the bleeding he’d suffered from his wound. For a while, it’d be best for him not to move. 
As expected, this Kinshiki was no ordinary opponent. 
“Tsuchikage!” 
“Leave it to me!” 
At Sasuke’s signal, Kurotsuchi spat out caustic lime from her mouth. 

Lava Release: Ashstone*** Seal! 
“Gu- Gughugh....” 
“I’ve restrained this guy!” Kurotsuchi yelled, “Sasuke, you and the Seventh act!” Sasuke nodded and began to run. 
Momoshiki was standing his ground against his two opponents Darui and Gaara. He gatheres his chakra into a rodlike shape and defended against all the attacks from Darui’s brute strength to Gaara’s shaep-shifting sand, without letting the slightest opening be breached. 
You could call him an expert of the highest class. 
“We kept you waiting!” A man yelled. 
As expected, the one who would break the equilibrium of this fight was going to be Naruto as usual. He was always a man of the element of surprise. 
He hit Momoshiki from the side with an elbow strike and made him stumble 
Next he’d make a seal and use a close range attack-or at least that was his intention, however Sasuke inhibited him. 
“Naruto, don’t use Ninjutsu against him!” 
Of course, Sasuke didn’t just stop Naruto. At the same time, he went around behind Momoshiki and readied a kunai. 
Momoshiki turned around in mid-air, intending to fell down Sasuke with one large sweep of his sword, but in Sasuke’s place there was the chakra pillar that Naruto had been restrained to. 
It was the Body Replacement jutsu. 
It was a bit cliche, but it was an effective technique. 
Sasuke appeared from within another shadow. 
“You can only release jutsu that you’ve sucked up...right?” He said, “It’s the same trickery as the Scientific Ninja Tool Division’s toy.” 
“In that case, we should mainly use Taijutsu and not let you suck up any jutsu.” Darui said. 
Gaara continued as he expanded his sand and took control of the air space. “It’s the same as Kaguya, huh.” 
In that case, it was a shame they hadn’t brought Rock Lee with them, but, well, it wasn’t bad to show off his taijutsu every now and then. 
The four of them were explaining the situation in loud voices so that they could grab Momoshiki’s attention and surround him. 
Vexedly, the ogre bit his bottom lip. 
“Momoshiki-sama!” 

Even though his whole body had been cut up by hiramekarei, Kinshiki forcefully started breaking out of Kurotsuchi’s restraints. 
Chakra overflowed from his entire body, and his muscles swelled up. 
“Haa!” Kinshiki gave a battle cry as he broke from his restrains and blew back Kurotsuchi. But, Kurotsuchi hadn’t just been thrown back. She’d thrown all the kunai she had on her to hit Kinshiki’s vitals. 
She wasn’t a woman who was called the Tsuchikage just for show. 
“Guugh...!” 
“Haa...Haaa...” 
Kinshiki’s remaining stamina was too precious to put an end to the woman who’d tumbled down in front of his eyes. Hiramekarei and the Ashstone seal that had followed it, they’d destroyed most of Kinshiki’s body. 
As one would expect.. .from the skilled ones of this world.. .1 suppose I only have a few minutes left... 
Kinshiki understood that the time had come. 
He was calmer than he’d thought he’d be. 
If he did this, then he’d have succeeded in doing his duty. 
His final service. 
Momoshiki was cornered. 
He could say that he’d fought well against his opponents, Naruto, Sasuke, Gaara, and Darui. 
However, the root of his power existed in absorbing the jutsu of others. Taijutsu wasn’t something that could be externally released, so it also wasn’t something that could be sucked in. 
Unfortunately, the four in front of him were shinobi who were extremely first class in taijutsu as well as everything else. 
Nngh... 
His blood was flowing. 
Most humans experienced it, but it was the first time since Momoshiki was born that he had come to a point where he was resigned to death. 
A huge spear flew in from outside the circle of opponents. 
“Gah!” 
Darui, who missed avoiding it, got thrown back holding his shoulder. 
And on top of that, a battle axe appeared. 
Gaara’s shield of sand was able stop its attack, but because he couldn’t cut off the shockwave, he got thrown back. While he may have been the Absolute Defence, he couldn’t convert kinetic energy to zero. 

“Naruto!” Sasuke yelled. 
Kinshiki, soaked in blood had appeared with a battle cry. 
The look on his face was that of a man ready for death. 
Naruto’s Rasengan and Sasuke’s Susanoo pierced him. 
And even so, Kinshiki didn’t stop. 
“GUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!” Kinshiki yelled. 
He wrung out every single ounce of chakra in his body and brought out countless weapons. 
In the face of his fierce torrent of attacks, even Naruto who’d united with Kurama and Sasuke who’d started operating Susanoo, were both thrown back with a single blow. 
This was surely... 
This storm of attacks could only be held by those who had decided on death. 
Better yet, the fact that not one of Naruto and the others had died in the face of such a series of attacks was undoubtedly proof of their rare prodigy. 
And Kinshiki himself understood that was no longer able to kill them with his own attacks. 
The two ogres had been too contemptuous towards the world of ninja that had overthrown Ootsutsuki Kaguya. 
“Kinshiki." 
The flame of Kinshiki’s life was in a trodden down state in front of the injured Momoshiki. 
However, Kinshiki’s expression was peaceful. 
That was because this was the law in their clan. 
“Come now...Momoshiki-sama.” Kinshiki said. “It looks like the time has come for you to eat my chakra as well...” Momoshiki was staring at him. 
There was nothing else he could do. 
“It is my duty as your parental role.” Kinshiki guided Momoshiki just as he had done in the past. “The only thing I can pass onto you is power...Do not hesitate.” 
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“Just as my parental role once entrusted his power to me....now I do to you.” 
“...Of course.” Momoshiki extended his right hand towards Kinshiki. 
The time had come. 
Sucking up the power of jutsu from its very foundation. 
It was given from parental role to child. 

Chakra was no more than their clan’s property. 
They had to use it in the most efficient manner. 
There was nothing more to it than that. 
“GUAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” 
Kinshiki let out a dreadful scream. 
His soul was being sucked into Momoshiki. 
Kinshiki dried up and rotted away. 
Inside Momoshiki’s hand, there appeared several cinnabar pancea pills. The compensation. 
“You...to your comrade, you....!” 
“You demon...!” 
Naruto and Sasuke had gotten to their feet. 
What do you understand? Momoshiki thought, but saying that out loud would only insult Kinshiki’s resolution. There was only one way to repay him. 
“The transfer of power...that is our clan’s law.” Momoshiki said, and ate the cinnabar pancea pills that had been created from Kinshiki. 
The colour of his flesh changed. Chakra spurted out from all over his body. 
“From the very beginning, this star was the our Ootsutsuki’s seedplot!” He yelled, “Come now, the time for all the chakra to be eaten has come!” 
He was truly an ogre. 
Those who would eat the soul of someone who’d been like a father couldn’t be anything other than an ogre. 
That was their law. 
Momoshiki, who had passed from being an ogre into a comrade-eating fiend and transformed into a inhumane demon, began to suck in the chakra from his surroundings. 
He was even draining the chakra that was beyond the parallel dimension he’d made. Sasuke could clearly see the stream with his rinnegan. 
It could mean only one thing. 
“Don’t tell me he’s...!” 
“Aa. He plans to indiscriminately eat up all of this star’s chakra.” 
They couldn’t allow such a thing to happen. 
This wasn’t a problem of scrambling for the bijuu anymore. 
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This was a question of whether mankind who lived on this star would be able to greet tomorrow. 
“There will be destruction.” 
Momoshiki released raging fire from his left hand. 
That fire took on the form of a huge monkey and dog. 
It was plain to see that this was due to the power he’d absorbed from the ogre Kinshiki. However, Naruto and Sasuke weren’t ordinary shinobi. 
They were a pair from the legendary Team 7. 
If they worked together, there wasn’t a thing they couldn’t accomplish. 

Naruto’s Rasengan and Sasuke’s Chidori cut the fire animals to pieces and headed towards Momoshiki. “OOOOOO!” 
Momoshiki was standing his ground too. 
He charged towards the two heroes with a giant crowbar of chakra. 
Boruto only watched. 
Up until now, this was something he’d only heard about in rumours. Something he’d decided to learn about. 
However, knowing something and seeing it are two different things. Being there, and seeing real adults, real pros at work was different. 
Right now, Boruto was deeply experiencing that feeling. 
Kinshiki noticed that he was being curbed. 
Shockingly, the power inside him that he’d absorbed from Kinshiki which should’ve been his trump card was insufficient. 
No, that wasn’t it. 
He had no choice but to acknowledge it. The men in front of his eyes...were strong. 
If it was one on one, he would be able to keep up. 
But these two men weren’t a case of ‘one plus one equals two’. They’d long passed any calculation like that. 
The two were one shinobi. Like light and dark, the sun and moon. It was as if their power was born from their souls being in correlation. 
Two opposing forces that created everything in nature. 
The two men were the very embodiment of that ancient legend passed down through the Uchiha. 

If they’d kept fighting like that, the pair likely would have overpowered Momoshiki. However it is a constant truth that a human’s heart causes unexpected events to occur. In this case, in this moment, that was a great help to Momoshiki. 
“There he is! That’s the monster that attacked the Chuunin Exams!” 
Katasuke, with Gauntlets strapped onto both his arms, stormed into the scene with his subordinates. 
They likely sneaked in when Sasuke and the others had stormed through the gate. It was an action befitting a ninja, in these circumstances, Katasuke and the others could be called nothing other than buffoons. 
“Let’s make sure to record this Scientific Ninja Tools power on camera! This is the best chance to show its appeal!” Katasuke yelled, and readied his gauntlets. 
Unfortunately, because Naruto and the others were concentrating so intensely on Momoshiki’s superhuman movements, they were one moment too late in noticing Katasuke’s existence. 
“Take this!! Revenge for last time!!” 
Countless ninjutsu were thrown out of Katasuke’s gauntlet. Fire release, water release, wood release, lightning release, and the Rasengan. Every now and then hiden jutsu that had been collected from Konoha’s clans were fired towards Momoshiki as well. 
No...they were practically offered up to him on a silver platter. 
Momoshiki’s right hand sucked up every single one of the jutsu. 
“I’ll give you my thanks for this, you buffoons!” Momoshiki bellowed. 
He amplified the jutsu he sucked up, using the extra chakra he gained from eating the cinnabar panacea leftover from Kinshiki. 
“Here, receive it!” Momoshiki roared, “A token of my gratitude!” 
Jutsu rained on them as if the world was ending. 
Crimson flames, lightning that split heaven and earth, absolute zero degree blizzard, a downpour of meteorites. They threw back Katasuke and them first. 
“Take cover!” 
Gaara’s shield of sand barely managed to shield Choujuurou and the others. 
Momoshiki fired an amplified version of the Kageshibari. It restrained the Gokage, including Naruto. It was the jutsu that Momoshiki has sucked up from Shikamaru in the earlier battle. He’d been saving it as a trump card till now. 
The pitch black shadow covered everything. 
It was the darkness of despair. 
“Thi- this is...!” Boruto grew afraid of the approaching shadow. 

Thanks to the Rinnegan, Sasuke was able to escape danger and grab Boruto as well, leaping up into the air. 
In front of their eyes, two, three rods of chakra pierced through Naruto. 
“I’ve got to keep a close eye on you!” momoshiki roared, a demonic expression on his face. 
“Dad!” 
“It’s okay...!” 
His stomach and legs had been pierced. 
No matter how you thought about, there was not way it was okay. 
If he hadn’t been bonded to Kurama at the time, the injury would’ve given him an instant death. 
“Don’t lose your presence of mind.” Sasuke said, putting an arm around Boruto’s shoulder. 
“Eh...occhan.” 
“From now on, do exactly as I say.” Sasuke ordered. 
His eyes were earnest and serious. He wasn’t being biased, wasn’t flattering anyone. They were the eyes of a man believing in another man. 
“Be happy.” Sasuke said. “This is your first A rank mission.” 
“I won’t kill the fox...but, the others are a nuisance.” 
Arasengan appeared in Momoshiki’s left palm. It was originally Konohamaru’s rasengan that Katasuke had copied and fired, however the size and amount of chakra loaded into it now had a huge difference. Even Naruto’s Big Ball Rasengan was surpassed by far. 
“Guh...” 
Sand that was full of his mother’s spirit floated around the restrained Gaara, but even that would likely be torn away by the rasengan. 
“This is the end.” Momoshiki said. 
This was a rasengan that was full of Kinshiki’s soul. 
Momoshiki believed there was no way it wouldn’t utterly destroy the Gokage. 
Sasuke had expanded his Susanoo, and was brining Boruot along with him as he soared through the sky. 
“Now’s the time! Just like I told you to, throw your rasengan his way!!” 
“I...can I really...” 
Boruto still didn’t believe he could really do something. 
His own power. 

His own power, without any help from others. 
Could something like that really be of any use in a battlefield like this? 
Perhaps Sasuke sensed his anxiety. He calmly spoke. 
“Believe in your teacher. This is why I brought you here in the first place.” 
Just like before, those words weren’t lies. 
Even if Boruto couldn’t believe in himself, he thought that he could try believing in those words. /Rasengan! 

Boruto’s Rasengan flew. 
The rasengan that left his palm had an added nature transformation of wind release, and the fact that Boruto could do that without anyone having taught him was a sign of his genius. 
The problem was its size. Boruto’s rasengan wasn’t even the size of a small ball. It couldn’t even be compared to Momoshiki’s. 
“Something like this...” Momoshiki opened his right hand with the intention of sucking it up. 
But, with a fizzle, the Rasengan disappeared right in front of his eyes. 
Just as Momoshiki opened his mouth to sneer at how this was all they had, a terrible shock assaulted his entire body. 
Excluding Sasuke and Boruto, everyone had their breath taken away. 
Momoshiki himself, who had been taken by surprise and flung back, had no idea what had happened. 
He only knew one thing. He’d lost his maintenance of the Kageshibari. 
In that gap of time, Sasuke succeeded in swooping down next to Naruto. 
“What is this....!?” Naruto couldn’t believe what he’d just seen. “When did you learn the Rasengan?! Such a hard technique-” 
“Heheh...” Boruto had now, finally, understood that his own hard work had true significance. 
If he showed off this Rasengan properly, then even if he couldn’t beat Shikadai, he’d definitely receive genuine praise for it. 
“On top of that, it’s a rasengan that disappears when his nature transformation abruptly kicks in.” 
The only one who had been able to understand that was Sasuke. 
Was it an innate disposition, or the bloodline he’d inherited from Naruto and Hinata? It was most likely just a strange habit. 

Either way, it was a jutsu unique to Boruto alone. 
“However, this power isn’t enough to defeat me.” 
Momoshiki was getting up, an indignant expression on his face. He ate more cinnabar panacea, his skin now turning black as pitch night. 
“Boruto, one more shot.” Sasuke said, cool-headedly. 
Gaara and the others had tided over the previous attack, but they were completely exhausted. There was no one else to finish things but them. 
“...But my Rasengan is...” 
“It’s okay, so do as Sasuke says...” His dad softly said, maybe because he’d understood what Boruto was thining. His dad believed he could do it. 
He believed in him. 
Him. 
That made Boruto unbearably happy. 
“...O-okay!” 
Boruto and Momoshiki both started to create a rasengan. 
They were both using their greatest techniques. 
The injured Naruto reached out and touched Boruto’s right hand. Using that touch as a connection, Naruto made Boruto’s rasengan grow larger and larger. 
“Th- this is...!” 
It was dreadfully large. 
Terribly warm. 
Incredibly heavy. 
It felt like the whole of the harsh life that his dad had lived up until now. 
The rasengan was full of everything that made up his father. 
“To be able to do this much...just how much did you...” Boruto said. 
Tears slipped out his eyes. 
He couldn’t stop them. 
It wasn’t out of sadness or anger. 
They were hot tears of a boy who’d become a man. 

Sasuke gave a battle cry, and began to run forwards. 
He had a chidori in his hand. 
“Diiiie!” Momoshiki drew out his rasengan. 
He was intending to get rid of Sasuke and the chidori. 
However, at that moment. 
“I don’t feel like losing.” Boruto said. 
He and Sasuke’s positions got swapped by the Rinnegan. 
“Not smart...!! I’ll just eat your jutsu up!!” Momoshiki said. He had calculated for this. 
He reached out his hand to suck up Boruto’s rasengan. 
However. 
“!” 
Boruto disappeared again. 
And he appeared behind Momoshiki. 
It was thanks to Sasuke. Sasuke had read ahead by one move, and used his Rinnegan so he could bring Boruto behind Momoshiki’s back. 
It was a terrifying, schemer’s technique. 
“UOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” 
The giant rasengan in Boruto’s hand pressed down on Momoshiki. 
“Kuh!” 
Momoshiki met the attack with his own. 
The two Rasengans collided. 
The boy who had gained his father’s power, and the boy who had eaten his father. 
Their clash broke apart the stone in their surroundings and ripped up the earth. 
Just when it looked like the collision could last forever, the two rasengans suddenly disappeared. 
“Ha...haha...a draw, is it?! However, you don’t have any more chakra! A rasengan isn’t something you can infinitely go on creating! Now I just need to use the jutsu I sucked up and...!” 
Momoshiki laughed. 
Or rather, he had intended to laugh. 
His consciousness suddenly turned white. 
Boruto’s rasengan, which had only looked like it disappeared, swallowed Momoshiki whole. 

The ogre had misread the situation. 
The rasengan that Boruto had thrown wasn’t Naruto’s rasengan. 
His father had only lent him some power. 
To the very end, the rasengan had been using Boruto’s technique. 
That was why this was Boruto’s victory. 
Uzumaki Boruto had accomplished it. 
The two men were smiling slightly as they looked at Naruto’s back in the light of the rising sun. 
“...This time, it’s my win.” Sasuke said. 
“...nn?” 
. .The nature of shinobi doesn’t change.. .even in your kid.” 
Naruto looked at Boruto once more. 
The sight of his son’s back. He was wearing tattered clothes, just like him. 
Boruto...that’s right...I’m different from my dad’s time...I’m a Hokage that’s here right now. That’s exactly why from now on... I’ll keep watching over you as you grow. 

*This, as you may have guessed, is a Shougi strategy. Never change Shikamaru, never change. 
** There’s a Japanese saying which literally says 'If you don’t meet a young man for three days, observe them closely’, and refers to how young boys grow up and change so quickly. 
*** I believe this could be referring to greystone ie volcanic rock, but there’s no such entry in the dictionaries I’ve looked up, so I’m going ahead with the literal translation.