Naruto's Unexpected Revelations

A month passed quickly in Naruto's training. Since mastering the technique of exerting force, he had improved dramatically, toppling trees in the grove by the river with ease. The once-lush area had become a scene of devastation, with tree stumps scattered everywhere. Every time the Third Hokage saw Naruto felling another tree, his headache worsened, and antihypertensive medicines became a regular part of his daily routine.

"What the hell is going on with this kid!?" the Third Hokage muttered to himself. He worried that if this continued, the greening projects initiated by the First Hokage wouldn't suffice to replace all the trees Naruto was destroying. But today, at least, he had some hope. School was starting, and surely Naruto wouldn't have as much time to spend knocking down trees.

In his apartment, Naruto was bustling with excitement. "Big Fox, what do you think of this set?" he asked, seeking Kurama's opinion on his outfit for the first day of school.

"It's so noisy! Shut up!" Kurama grumbled, uninterested in Naruto's fashion choices. The fox was more annoyed by Naruto's incessant chatter than the color of his clothes. 

Ignoring the grumpy fox, Naruto settled on a black suit. He admired himself in the mirror, feeling quite satisfied. "Okay! Time to go to school!" he declared, and with a quick movement, he opened a space door, stepping into the purple cocoon of light.

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At the gate of the Ninja Academy, a bustling crowd of parents and children gathered. It was a lively scene, with parents, some of whom were ninjas, escorting their kids to school. The Third Hokage was present, ready to give a speech to the new students. As he scanned the crowd, he noticed Naruto was missing.

"Could the child have overslept?" he wondered. Given Naruto's eagerness, he shouldn't be late on the first day. The Third Hokage sighed, feeling the weight of his age, especially when dealing with Naruto. "Let's see if Naruto has set off," he instructed the Anbu beside him.

Just then, a purple cocoon of light appeared in the middle of the playground. The Third Hokage's face wrinkled in frustration. "This kid...," he groaned, remembering he had told Naruto not to use this technique in public. Why couldn't Naruto ever just follow instructions?

The appearance of the light cocoon caused an immediate stir among the parents and children. The crowd buzzed with confusion and alarm.

"Protect Miss Hinata!"

"Lord Fugaku, please take the young master and exit!"

"Isn't it an attack from another village?"

"What is this thing?"

Various voices of concern echoed through the crowd. Itachi, standing next to Sasuke, recognized the technique. It was the Nine Tails Jinchūriki.

All the children hid behind their parents, and some parents drew their kunai, ready to protect their children from any potential threat. Naruto, unaware of the panic his entrance had caused, suddenly shouted, "Uzumaki Naruto, come on!"

The playground fell silent as Naruto's voice rang out. The surrounding ninjas, initially tense and ready for battle, began to relax upon realizing the situation. But Naruto quickly felt the weight of the stares and the awkwardness of his entrance. His cheeks flushed with embarrassment. 

As the tension eased, the parents lowered their weapons, and murmurs of recognition spread through the crowd. "Uzumaki Naruto?" many repeated, piecing together the identity of the boy. Despite his unfamiliar face, the mention of the Uzumaki clan struck a chord with the older generation of ninjas.

Nara Shikaku, standing beside his son Shikamaru, addressed the crowd, "Put down your weapons. He's a member of the village, not an enemy."

The realization dawned slowly on the gathered parents and children. The purple cocoon, the yellow-haired child... It was time-space ninjutsu, a rare and formidable ability. The murmurs grew louder as the adults connected the dots.

"What was that... time-space ninjutsu!?"

"Is that possible!? He looks only six years old!"

"Must be a special bloodline limit!"

"Hiss! Could this kid have a future as great as the Fourth Hokage's?"

As conversations buzzed around the playground, people started to speculate about Naruto's origins. Many recalled the Uzumaki clan, specifically Uzumaki Kushina, and the thought dawned on them—could this boy be the child of the Fourth Hokage?

Shikamaru, curious, whispered to his father, "Dad, is the Nine Tails Jinchūriki really the child of the Fourth Hokage?"

Shikaku didn't answer directly but gave a knowing look toward the Third Hokage. Shikamaru understood immediately. The resemblance was uncanny, and the pieces fit too well to be a coincidence.

Sasuke, hiding behind his father Fugaku, recognized Naruto and gritted his teeth. "Him again," he muttered, frustrated that Naruto was once again the center of attention.

Meanwhile, Hinata blushed as she watched Naruto. Memories of him helping her and saving her from bullies flooded her mind. Her heart raced as she realized she would see him every day now.

As the crowd realized Naruto was the son of the Fourth Hokage, their attitudes shifted. Smiles spread across their faces, and some began inviting Naruto over for dinner.

"Hey! Come to my place for dinner today, kid!"

"No way! My place is better! You have to try our food!"

"Hey, what do you think of my daughter, kid?"

Amidst the sudden outpouring of hospitality, the notable ninja stood back, their expressions complicated. They knew Naruto's true identity all along, and seeing him now, they felt a mix of emotions.

Naruto, overwhelmed by the unexpected attention and kindness, felt out of his depth. This wasn't how he imagined his first day of school. He had braced himself for hostility, expecting to be called a "fox monster" and ready to prove his strength. Instead, people were welcoming him, acknowledging him as the son of the Fourth Hokage. If only he could ask his friends online for advice—he'd title the post, *"I'm the Konoha Prince, and My Identity Was Just Revealed. What Should I Do Next? Urgently Waiting for Suggestions."*

Elsewhere in the village, Danzo received a report from a Root ninja. As he read the details about the Nine Tails Jinchūriki and the potential for a time-space bloodline limit, a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.

"Very interesting," Danzo mused. "The Nine Tails Jinchūriki with a time-space bloodline limit... I must have him."