Chapter 8: Chapter 8: Trigger

After reading Uzumaki Tenrou's note, Boruto could only daydream. His body leaned against the chair and his gaze was directed to the ceiling.

Boruto thought in his mind. What is the meaning of life? What is good and evil? What is a bond? What is love? What is hate?

Is it because someone is on good terms with me that he is a good person? Or is it because someone was mean to me that he is a bad person?

Boruto suddenly thought of his father. If the standard of a good person was his father, then it's likely that everyone in the world would be a criminal.

However, if one day his father commits a crime then he is a criminal? According to the note, the human heart is fickle. Then, will his father change?

Boruto really didn't understand. In this world, there really are people who struggle because of hatred, but don't get the desired result.

There are also people who fight because of love, but sacrifice themselves for the happiness of others.

If so, what is Uzumaki Boruto fighting for? Is it to surpass his father? Is it to answer other people's expectations?

Boruto felt lost. His mood turned bad. He didn't even bother looking for books about the Byakugan anymore. Nor did he bother to describe the cipher mentioned in the note to inherit the Uzumaki Clan true inheritance.

"Sigh... today I feel like sleeping all day and not thinking about anything. Should I just go home? No. I still have an appointment at the hospital." Boruto told to himself.

Then, he immediately moved out of the reading room. He put the book 'Imperfect Blood of the Hyuga Clan' back on the shelf where it should be.

Boruto put his hand in his jacket pocket. There is where Uzumaki Tenrou's records are kept. He was unsure how to deal with this matter.

Previously, he had thought about destroying the note. Pretend like nothing ever happened and forget about it. However, Boruto could not bear to see the last memory of this sad old man end just like that. This old man's life was already pitiful, allowing his last legacy to perish would be too cruel.

Boruto also decided to take this note home. Now, the question is will the Anbu on duty check it out? However, this is the first time Boruto has set foot in the Chunin area of ​​the library. He wasn't very clear about the security procedures in place.

He made up his mind. His identity as the Young Master should be able to provide a way out. He immediately walked into the hall and greeted the Sun Lion.

"Uncle, thank you for your hard work on duty. The little one sincerely asks uncle to look after him in the future when he returns to visit!" Boruto said politely.

The Sun Lion gasped at Boruto's politeness. He suddenly had an even better impression of this boy. If previously the appreciation was only at 1 star, now the value has risen to 3 stars.

"Young Master Boruto is too polite. It is my duty to carry out the order. If in the future Young Master encounters trouble, of course I am willing to help. However, I think that it is almost impossible since Young Master has the Hokage behind him. My help cannot be compared to the Hokage." The Sun Lion replied kindly.

"No, no. Uncle's help must be of great value. This little one is still young and has a lot to learn. In that case, this little one will excuse himself. My mother just happens to be waiting at the hospital." Boruto explained.

"Please, please, Young Master. I hope Mrs. Hinata and her family are healthy. I dare not postpone your meeting." The Sun Lion hastily made a gesture to pass.

Seeing Boruto's back, the Sun Lion hesitated a bit. The security protocol for the third floor actually required a body check before leaving.

However, after exchanging smiles and friendly exchanges with Boruto, it felt a bit awkward to stop him suddenly. Moreover, he had already told him to pass by just like that.

After all, Boruto is the Hokage's son. It shouldn't be possible for him to break the rules for personal gain, right? That's what the Sun Lion thought.

After going down to the second floor, Boruto didn't see Sarada. It seems the girl has been gone for a long time. He immediately rushed to the first floor and exited the academy grounds.

On the way, Boruto covers his eyes from the scorching midday sun. There were no clouds in the sky to keep the light from shooting directly into the eyes. Moreover, he had been in a confined space for hours. Even though the reading room has a reading lamp, in reality the light is only focused on illuminating books. Boruto's eyes had to adapt briefly to the difference in the intensity of the light rays.

Feeling enough, he rushed to the hospital. Don't make his mother angry.

On the way, a roast beef skewer seller greeted him.

"Young Master Boruto! Where are you going?" Asked the bald man who placed a small towel on his shoulder.

"Yo, it's Uncle Bald. I'm going to the hospital." Boruto explained briefly. He didn't want to waste too much time with this bald man to make small talk.

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"Wow, is anyone in the family sick?" Bald man worried.

"It's fine. It's just a kind of periodic inspection. Then, I'll be going first. See you soon, Uncle!"

The Bald Man immediately replied, "Wait, Young Master! This barbaque meat is just ripe. Take it!"

Boruto who was about to leave turned around. "Uncle, how come you are giving me free stuff again? Aren't you selling it? Just keep it for the customer."

"That's fine. Mister Hokage is our village's hero. Giving roast beef to Young Master is precisely my happiness." Bright bald man full of smiles.

Hearing his explanation, Boruto was a little angry. So, if he wasn't the Hokage's son, then all this gentlemanly hospitality wouldn't have happened?

It's undeniable, after reading Uzumaki Tenrou's notes, Boruto was thinking too much. The bald man's deeds are sincere. However, if you think about it fundamentally, isn't this sincerity biased?

Is there any unbiased sincerity in this world? What if he was just an ordinary person? Will these villagers be so friendly? Would the Sun Lion Anbu be so respectful?

Every cause has an effect. That is the essence of human action. That's karma.

Suddenly, as his mind was comprehending the underlying meaning of other people's actions, Boruto's head buzzed loudly. This hum was so loud it made his head feel like it was going to explode.

Boruto groaned and held his head tightly. He looked down at the ground that seemed to shake. Boruto who couldn't take it anymore suddenly shouted loudly.

"Ah...!"

"Young Master? What's wrong with you?" This bald man was shocked and rushed to Boruto. He tried to support Boruto's body which seemed to have lost its balance.

"Let go! I'm going!" Boruto snapped.

Right now, Boruto doesn't care whether his image as the Young Master will be damaged by this rude act. He only knew to go find a quiet place. He had an inkling that the fewer moving objects he saw, the less this pain and dizziness would be.

He immediately ran off staggeringly, leaving the bald man full of doubts and worries.

Not long after, Boruto came to the corner of a dark and narrow alley. There's nobody in this alley. Only himself. The walls on both sides were very close together, so that only small children might enter freely.

Boruto was still groaning in pain holding his head. This time, he realized the actual pain point was inside his right eyeball. He could only suppress those eyes hard and cover them from the light as best as he could.

Unfortunately, these eyes suddenly acted abnormally. These eyes seemed to penetrate his palm and revealed a mysterious scene.

Boruto now seems to see the world in two parts. The first part was the real world he lived in, while the second part was a projection of that real world.

However, this projection is a bit strange. Unlike shadows that reflect objects directly, this projection actually moves 1 second faster than the real world.

It doesn't stop there, the time gap between the projection and the real world is widening. Now it's 2 seconds faster. Then 3 seconds, 4 seconds, and ends at 5 seconds faster.

Boruto wonder. Then, he found something even more interesting. When his projection had a sitting posture, Boruto thought not to follow that sitting pose. As a result, the scene where Boruto was sitting seemed to be just crushed and replaced with a scene where he was standing panting.

He experimented again for something else with the aim of not following the projection. As a result, the projected image actually became something he thought about in his brain.

"This projection can see the actions I will do in the future? Every time I change the will to act, the projection also changes?" Boruto wondered to himself.

The shock made the pain disappear slowly. It's just that, when the pain disappeared, the entire projection world also disappeared.

Boruto was made to sit limply. He thought about the incident earlier and also thought about whether to tell others about it?

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