Chapter 2: Chapter 2: Bloody Dinner

"I am home!" Boruto answered opening the door of his house.

"WELCOME!"

"Welcome, Brother!"

Two gentle voices welcomed Boruto's arrival. The first seemed elegant and mature, it was from his mother, Hinata Hyuga.

Then the last one is a bit playful and childish. Who else if not his sister, Himawari Uzumaki.

"Hima, is daddy home yet?" Asked Boruto while stroking his sister's black hair.

"Not yet...." Himawari answered languidly as if deeply regretting that.

"Boruto, while waiting for your father, you better take a shower first. Mother has prepared warm water." Hinata shouted calmly.

"Good!"

After a few minutes, there was the sound of splashing water from the bathroom.

"Humph, that smelly daddy. He always ignores his family. It's really ridiculous, he acts very considerate of others but indifferent to his own family."

"It's fine if he wants to act like a hero. At least don't involve me. Because of you, I must always maintain a positive image in the eyes of outsiders. I must set an example in the academy. The teachers expect a lot from me."

Boruto complained to himself amidst a puff of warm water smoke. He submerged his body into the water as if that would dissolve any pressure on him.

Suddenly, in the middle of his reverie, an ancient voice sounded within his mind.

"Young man, do you want freedom?"

"Who?" Boruto was shocked. He looked around and only found himself in the bathroom.

After a moment of searching, he sighed. He thought it was just his imagination. After all, his entire body was submerged in water, if that were the case for human voices it would be blurry. Precisely because it was too obvious, he felt he was just daydreaming.

After that moment, dinner came. Hinata had already set the table neatly.

Himawari on a chair looks funny, because her cute face can only be seen up to her neck. Her height is still not enough to sit in a normal chair.

Boruto took the chair opposite Hima. He immediately sat down without saying anything. He is used to waiting for his father who whether he will be there or not at this dinner moment.

The clock ticked by near the end of dinner time. Boruto kept daydreaming staring at the dish.

"As I thought, smelly daddy isn't coming home!" grumbled Boruto.

"Boruto! Don't be rude to your father!" Hinata snapped.

"Yes brother, Daddy doesn't stink. He's just sweating." Said Himawari.

"Hmm, daddy's sweat really smells. You don't know this because you never helped mom wash daddy's clothes." Refuted Boruto.

"I'm home..." the sound of the door opening sounded faintly followed by the warm voice of a grown man at its peak.

"Honey, you're home. Let's eat soon. The children are waiting for you." Hinata said happily.

She rushed into the front room to attract her husband, Naruto Uzumaki, the Seventh Hokage of Konoha Village.

"Father...!" Exclaimed Himawari who rushed to hug her father's legs.

"My cute Hima is big. Let Daddy carry her. Shuuu~" Naruto lifted Hima and flew her like a bird.

"Ah..." Hima screamed happily.

After a while, Naruto put the little girl down.

"Boruto, Daddy's home."

Boruto stared flatly at his father, as if he didn't care whether he came home or not.

"Good, I was starving. I thought I was going to die earlier." Said Boruto coldly.

"Boruto~" Hinata snapped weakly.

"Okay, it's really my fault." Naruto tried to stop his wife from continuing this petty feud.

The family also devoured the meal in a harmonious atmosphere.

Himawari became the noisiest to liven up the atmosphere of the house. She tried to get her father's attention as much as possible.

Meanwhile, Naruto continued to respond to Himawari's insignificant ramblings with fatherly affection.

Hinata was the happiest seeing her husband and daughter so harmonious.

As for Boruto, he is mostly silent and occasionally responds when asked by his father. He just silently watched his father as if he suspected something.

"Dad, can you get some minced meat over there? My hands don't reach." Said Boruto suddenly.

Hearing that, Naruto smiled kindly, "Of course."

When Naruto's hand was about to reach the other side while carrying a plate of meat, suddenly a pair of chopsticks stabbed sharply towards Naruto's palm quickly.

Naruto was shocked and unprepared. Even though he is a war hero and a powerful Hokage, he will not caution of his own family. This made him not react for a moment. He saw that his hands were firmly planted on the dining table.

However, Naruto didn't panic and just asked calmly. "What's the meaning of this, Boruto?"

"Boruto, what are you doing?" Hinata panicked and didn't know whether to be angry or not.

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"Older brother!" Himawari was also surprised. He almost cried seeing his father's hand injured by his brother.

"Huh, the wound is deep, but a little blood is coming out. What if it's not Kage Bunshin?"

The atmosphere at the dining table momentarily fell into an awkward silence.

After a while, Naruto was the first to ask. "How do you know this body is just a clone?"

"Of course it is clear. My father who is very generous to the villagers would spend all his energy in working all day. If this was a real body, then he would only look exhausted when he came home, not as excited as he is now." Boruto answered flatly.

"That's just your guess. What if Dad is really in a good mood and keeps his spirits up even when i am tired?" Naruto still asked.

"Dad, ask yourself, when was the last time you came home without looking tired and lethargic? Moreover, whether my guess was wrong or right, this wound is now proof. There isn't much blood coming out even though the wound is deep enough. Because this is just an everyday bunshin , Dad doesn't need to replicate blood to make it look as real as when fighting. Moreover, this clone is still very lively. That means you just made it shortly before dinner." Said Boruto.

Even though he sounded cynical, he was secretly amazed at his father's bunshin. He has also trained in bunshin techniques at the academy. But he knows the limits of his bunshin.

Small scratches might be imitated to look like a wound on a real body, but this wound like a stabbed hand is too big. The clone's limited chakra will not be able to reproduce the stab wound and it will make the clone disappear quickly.

What's more, he knew that his father could make many clones at once. And the bunshin's endurance is strong even if it has to do extreme activities, its existence will continue to be maintained as long as his father wants.

Boruto can't do that. Even if the bunshin he made just had to stand still, at most it would disappear within a day.

If it was a fight without major injuries, a few minutes would already be considered a feat to maintain a clone.

If it's a fatal wound, in an instant his bunshin will disappear.

He was sure that his father's bunshin was more powerful than he had ever seen. Most likely, if his father was serious, injuries such as severed hands or feet would still maintain bunshin.

Except for serious crushing injuries such as head, chest and stomach, other injuries shouldn't affect the existence of his father's bunshin.

But of course, as a person who achieves good results in academy battles, he knows the advantages and disadvantages of fighting. Maintaining a disabled clone only wastes the user's chakra, so it's better to remove it with one's own awareness. Unless it's a situation to trick the opponent, it's generally impossible for a flawed clone to be allowed to exist.

Hearing Boruto's answer, Naruto took a sip, "Huh... you're right. Forgive Father for lying."

Naruto said sadly as he lifted the chopsticks stuck and pulled his hand back.

"Honey..." Hinata came closer as if she wanted to say it's okay.

"This father is just a bunshin?" Himawari asked innocently.

"Father wrong, sorry Hima!" Naruto said stroking the little girl's head.

"It's okay. Daddy's hand must hurt. Fuu fuu~" This little girl said blowing and paying more attention to her father's wound. Even though there was no blood dripping after the chopsticks were pulled out, there was still red in the hole in the hand.

"Good girl. Father promised to take you out for New Years next month." Naruto said.

"Is it true?" Himawari looked at him expectantly.

"Of course it is. This is Father's compensation to you all this time."

"Yeah!" Shouted the little girl full of joy.

Seeing his daughter's cheerful face, Naruto turned to his son.

"Boruto, since you've revealed Dad's secret, what do you want in return? Is it a trip too?" asked Naruto looking at his son full of regret.

I want you to stop acting like a hero to other people. I want Father to use his power as Hokage a bit to make other people submit instead of serving them wholeheartedly. I want Father to be a little indifferent to others.

Of course, those were just Boruto's unspeakable thoughts. He has self-contradictions. Part of him wished his father wasn't a perfect hero so that he would have more freedom to act as a normal teenager.

Others know to face reality. So he must always maintain his image and meet the expectations of the village people in order to surpass his father in the future.

"If you are willing to teach your clone technique, I will forgive you. Besides, academy clone techniques are too easy to master. I heard from Uncle Shikamaru that father is the pinnacle of mastering clone techniques." Boruto insisted.

Naruto hesitated a moment. In the classification of bunshin techniques, his Kage Bunshin is a forbidden technique. Even as a child, he had to secretly steal scrolls of this technique in order to learn them.

However, the hesitation was only for a moment. Besides now he's the Hokage. Even if the technique was forbidden, he had the right to allow a certain person to become a master of the forbidden technique if it was for the benefit of the village.

His son Boruto is definitely the most talented student of the younger generation. Also he couldn't harm the village in any way, he thought.

“This… alright, I will teach you sometime soon when my free time is a little more.” he said to Boruto.

"Okay, that's a promise!"

Naruto nodded firmly.

"Hinata, I'm sorry I made the dinner atmosphere tense." Said Naruto.

"No, it's not your fault. The children understand your situation too, honey." Hinata replied softly while letting Naruto touch her cheek.

"Huh, thank you. But I still don't feel worthy of maintaining this clone. Besides, this wound won't close. I'm leaving."

"Himawari, don't stay up too late. You too, Boruto!" Said Naruto while stroking his daughter's head before the bunshin turned into smoke and disappeared.

 ***

Inside the village government building, to be precise in the room of the highest leader of the village, a rather long yellow-haired adult man sits alone.

He was busy analyzing important high-level proposals related to the latest developments in shinobi technology. He seemed unsure whether to pass this proposal or not.

Before he made a decision, a new memory suddenly filled his mind.

"Huh... I'm a bad father. I let the kids down again." Regret himself.

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