Naruto: Unifying the Ninja World, Invaded by Naruto’s Team

The two headed straight for the majestic city.

At the city's edge, there were no walls or guards.

They entered easily.

On the streets, everyone wore stylish, vibrant clothing.

Their attire stood out awkwardly in the crowd, drawing many glances.

But no one approached them.

After all, a one-armed, near-middle-aged man with a young kid wasn't a popular combo.

Of course, the main issue was adult Sasuke… his charm was gone!

Strolling the streets, Boruto was captivated by odd street items, his eyes sparkling.

"Wow! What's this, so colorful and shiny, looks awesome!"

"That's tanghulu candy, one skewer's just two shinobi coins. Want one?"

"No thanks! Wow! This model's cool too, such strong metal texture, looks badass."

"That's the K527 airship model? Awesome, right? Only three hundred shinobi coins."

"What about this? This one?"

"Super Machine series model, want one?"

*BANG!*

As Boruto ran around excitedly, spinning and shouting, he didn't watch his path and crashed into someone. The strong impact sent him tumbling.

"Ouch…" Boruto rubbed his backside, whining.

A somewhat arrogant, oddly familiar roar hit his ears.

"Hey! Kid, what's wrong with you? No eyes? Daring to run around and crash into people? Lucky you hit me and I'm fine. What if you hit an elder, a pregnant woman, a child, or a plant? Do you know how bad that could be?"

"Kid, didn't your parents teach you to watch where you're going?"

"Huh?"

Boruto froze, then looked at the person.

Seeing a man about 185 cm tall, wearing a blue scarf, spiky hair, sturdy build, but with a youthful face, he blurted out: "Big Brother Konohamaru!"

"Konohamaru?" Future Sasuke sharply scanned the man's face, frowning.

If that's Konohamaru, he's nearly an adult.

By timeline, Naruto's past the Fourth Ninja World War. Even without Six Paths power, he wouldn't be much weaker than me, making protecting him easier…

The situation seemed promising.

Future Sasuke's lips curved slightly.

"Hm? Big Brother? You know me? Even calling me that? Seems you're a huge fan. Fine, since you're a fan, I'll forgive your rudeness this time, kid. Here's something for you."

Imperial Konohamaru grinned, rubbing a ring on his left hand, pulling out a thin paper, and handing it to Boruto.

Boruto took it, staring blankly at the bold characters: Sarutobi Konohamaru's Autograph.

"This…" Boruto was puzzled.

"My autograph, take it. You're my big fan, and meeting's fate. With this, you'll be the coolest among your friends."

Imperial Konohamaru winked, looking smug.

"Huh? Who wants this junk?" Boruto scoffed.

Imperial Konohamaru's face darkened. "Kid! You're not my big fan?"

"Huh? Hahaha… I, I'm totally Big Brother Konohamaru's huge fan, hahaha… just too excited, got a bit dazed."

Boruto quickly backtracked, scratching his head, laughing loudly.

"Oh… that's it…" Konohamaru's expression softened. "Good taste, kid. Keep the autograph. I'm off. Big Brother Naruto's open martial arts class starts soon; I can't be late." He turned to leave.

Hearing this, Boruto and Sasuke's eyes lit up.

He mentioned Naruto! Uzumaki Naruto?

"Wait! Big Brother Konohamaru, you said Naruto? Uzumaki Naruto?" Boruto asked excitedly.

"Uzumaki Naruto? No, Namikaze Naruto!" Konohamaru shook his head.

"Namikaze Naruto…" Boruto was stunned.

Namikaze, isn't that Grandpa's surname? But Dad always used Grandma's. Why's it Namikaze here?

Future Sasuke was also confused.

But to them, this was minor.

Their goal was finding Naruto!

"Big Brother Konohamaru, can we come see Dad—Big Brother Naruto?" Boruto said.

"Oh? Seems you're a fan of Big Brother Naruto's muscle martial arts too! Let's go together."

Konohamaru happily patted Boruto's shoulder.

"Muscle martial arts?" Boruto blinked, puzzled by the new term.

Future Sasuke's frown deepened.

"Let's go! Don't dawdle!" Konohamaru called, striding forward.

Boruto and Sasuke exchanged glances, quickly following.

They soon reached a vast space like a Roman gladiator arena, packed with tens of thousands of seats, mostly filled.

Most people wore tight tank tops, flaunting strong muscles, chatting enthusiastically.

Konohamaru's arrival drew attention.

Many turned to look.

Among them, a slick-haired, polite-faced but muscular man and a blonde woman with a ponytail, also robust, greeted Konohamaru: "Yo! Konohamaru's here!"

"Hahaha! Moegi, Udon, you two got here fast. Big Brother Naruto's not out yet." Konohamaru replied, smiling.

The three approached, extending arms, clashing them hard.

*BANG!*

Like three steel beams colliding, resounding.

These words and actions shocked Boruto and Sasuke again.

Moegi, Udon?

'That nerdy glasses kid, that sweet big sister… why are they two muscleheads here?'

'And their greeting's so weird!'

'What kind of world is this?'

Boruto and Sasuke exchanged glances, their eyelids twitching.

"Konohamaru, didn't you come early too? By the way, who're the kid and uncle behind you?" Moegi asked.

"Huh? Them? Fans I met on the street. You know I'm always this popular in the Empire." Konohamaru said proudly.

Empire? Boruto and Sasuke noted the word.

"True, who told you to be a hero's descendant." Udon nodded.

Hero's descendant? Sarutobi clan?

Boruto and Sasuke registered the phrase.

"Hahaha! All thanks to Uncle Asuma. Shame I was young then, or I wouldn't have needed Uncle Asuma to step in—I'd have chopped off old dog Hiruzen's head myself."

Konohamaru laughed heartily.

These words stunned Boruto and Sasuke.

Chop off old dog Hiruzen's head? Sarutobi Hiruzen?

Aren't you his grandson?

Why say such a thing?

So disrespectful!

Boruto and Sasuke wanted to ask, but this world was too strange, fearing exposure, they held back.

"Hahaha… true, shame we weren't in that era. Maybe we could've admired His Majesty the Emperor's charm." Moegi and Udon laughed.

They invited Boruto and Sasuke to sit together.

Noticing their clothes, Moegi asked: "What's this little guy's name? Why so playful?"

"Me? My name's Uzu… Boruto, just call me Boruto, Sister Moegi."

Boruto smiled brightly.

"Boruto. Nice name, and your blonde hair's pretty!" Moegi smiled, her muscles quivering.

"Your blonde hair's pretty too, Sister Moegi." Boruto said, eyeing her muscles, his face stiffening.

"Hehe… sweet-talking kid. But it's true—only a muscular blonde like me deserves Big Brother Naruto!"

Moegi covered her cheeks, looking infatuated.

Boruto and Sasuke's hearts raced.

Boruto screamed inwardly: 'What's with Sister Moegi here? Why's she into Dad? Shouldn't Dad be married to Mom by now? Is she aiming to be a mistress?'

Sasuke was silent.

By his memory, Naruto should be married to Hinata now… but given this world's oddity, he'd seek the truth later.

"Hehe… y-yeah… Sister Moegi and Dad—Big Brother Naruto, perfect match." Boruto said reluctantly.

"Ridiculous. Women wanting to marry Big Brother Naruto in the Empire number millions, if not hundreds of thousands. Your turn? No way." Imperial Konohamaru scoffed.

Udon beside him snickered.

Moegi fumed, shouting: "You two jerks, looking for a fight?"

"As muscle truth-seekers, we see only muscles, no gender! Want to fight? Bring it!" Konohamaru stood firm, striking a strong pose.

"Konohamaru, think I'm scared? Let's go outside, I'll teach you a lesson!"

"Bring it!"

They stormed out.

Udon followed silently.

Boruto's eyes widened, shouting: "Huh? No way! Big Brother Konohamaru, Sister Moegi… you don't need to fight over a disagreement."

"It's not fighting! It's training! As martial artists, we must train often to raise our martial arts level!" Udon turned, explaining.

Boruto and Sasuke exchanged glances, following outside.

Outside the arena, vast open ground stretched.

Konohamaru and Moegi emerged, stripping off their tank tops, revealing robust bodies.

Konohamaru's chest muscles bulged, quivering under his control.

Moegi, with chest wraps, flexed her pecs, shocking Boruto and Sasuke.

"No more talk! Moegi, come on!"

"Hah! Konohamaru, I'll show you the strength a Big Brother Naruto's girlfriend should have! Ha! Muscles… Unleashed!"

Moegi roared, her height surging from 180 cm to 190 cm, her thigh and arm muscles growing centimeters thicker.

Seeing this, Konohamaru roared, his height jumping from 185 cm to 195 cm.

They charged at each other.

*BANG!*

A simple straight punch clashed.

The explosive force sent a gust hitting Boruto dozens of meters away, nearly blowing him off.

He shielded his eyes with his right arm. "Such incredible strength…"

*BAM!* *BAM!* *BAM!* *BAM!*

Konohamaru and Moegi traded blows relentlessly.

Shockwaves spread, the ground beneath them cracking inch by inch.

Boruto was flung dozens of meters by successive shockwaves before stabilizing, gaping at the growing crater under Konohamaru and Moegi, drawing a sharp breath.

"Big Brother Konohamaru and Sister Moegi here are amazing. Way stronger than ours…"

"Indeed, just by their display, this strength rivals the Fourth Raikage's. These kids, not even adults, have such power—remarkable." Future Sasuke said, appearing beside Boruto.

"Stronger than the Fourth Raikage? Insane…" Boruto marveled.

"But such strength is useless against Otsutsuki." Sasuke shook his head.

Boruto's expression grew serious.

Right! Their enemy was Otsutsuki!

Far beyond what regular ninja or Kage could handle.

Konohamaru and Moegi's fight lasted minutes, with passersby stopping to watch and cheer.

Finally, they paused, checked their watches, and rushed back to the arena.

"What's this?" Boruto asked.

"Big Brother Naruto's appearance is near. Hurry, follow." Udon reminded.

Boruto and Sasuke quickly followed, returning to their seats.

Soon, the crowd erupted in deafening cheers.

"He's here! He's here! Naruto-sama's here!"

"Aaaaaa! Naruto-sama! We love you!"

"King of Muscle Light!"

"Aaaaa! So cool! So awesome! Such strong muscles! Naruto-sama! I can't take it!"

"!"

Amid the screams, a burly man with an extraordinary physique, wearing only a tank top, his arms and legs bulging with worm-like veins, struck bodybuilding poses, laughing heartily from the sky.

Seeing this blonde, blue-eyed muscular man, Boruto and Sasuke's eyes widened.

Boruto stammered: "Th-th-th-this… can't be Dad, right?"

"No way that's Naruto! Don't joke! This is way beyond Kumogakure's muscles!"

Sasuke felt a chill run through him.

He imagined if his world's Naruto was like this, chasing him yelling 'Sasuke, Sasuke,' urging him back to the village—he'd want to kill him.

It was revolting, especially since his first kiss was with that guy…