Memory Storage

"I give you a great gift."

At this moment, the figure easily defied gravity and slowly rose into the air.

He opened his hands, and a dazzling white light gradually condensed in the palms of his hands!

Minato sensed waves of chakra energy from the emanation of this light!

"This..." He exclaimed silently.

Just like a Bijuudama (Tailed Beast Ball)!

"Run!" Minato shouted firmly, quickly pulling Naruto and Sara, and using the Hiraishin no Jutsu technique to escape from the area.

In an instant, the white light poured onto the ground like a waterfall, and the unparalleled power erupted fully at that moment...

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"Where is this?"

Satoru felt somewhat strange.

In the smooth white space, he stood calmly, with a mysterious purple orb suspended in front of him.

This small ball emitted a faint purple light and seemed to contain endless secrets.

He felt like his memory was torn, disjointed, and unclear.

He walked closer slowly, his fingers gently touching the surface of the ball, and a warm power came from the tips of his fingers.

At the moment of contact, the purple ball seemed to turn into a drop of water, flowing along the edge of his fingers and slowly merging into his body.

He felt a strong shock, as if time had stopped at this moment, all sounds and colors vanished, leaving only him and the small ball.

"What is this?" Satoru whispered to himself, his voice echoing in the empty space, looking a bit confused and puzzled.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

"Wu..."

The voice was soft and gentle, as if coming from a distant place.

"Satoru!" The voice sounded again, this time clearer.

Satoru suddenly opened his eyes. His black eye patch had disappeared, revealing his dark blue pupils.

What he saw was Konan's worried face, standing beside him, her hands clenched, her eyes full of concern.

Satoru sat up dazedly and touched his head, only to realize that he was still inside the Ryumyaku. He looked up and saw Sara standing in the middle of the Ryumyaku, murmuring words and making seals with her hands.

"What actually happened?" Satoru furrowed his brows, his expression showing deep confusion.

Minato stood beside him, his voice full of confusion: "Just now, you suddenly fainted and fell to the ground, then your friend rushed over."

Satoru rubbed his temples, trying to dispel the sudden dizziness. He glanced at Naruto, but Naruto stood silently beside him.

He stood up slowly, his gaze focusing on the sealed Ryumyaku.

For some reason, there was an indescribable sense of sadness in his heart, and at the same time, accompanied by an inexplicable sense of joy.

It seemed they were celebrating the rebirth of Ryumyaku, but also mourning the loss of something.

He shook his head, trying to dispel the confusion.

Ryumyaku was slowly sealed at this moment.

And a strange phenomenon occurred. With the seal of Ryumyaku, the figure of Anrokuzan was gradually surrounded by a white light ball. In his frightened expression, his figure gradually disappeared, and finally turned into fine dust.

At the same time, Naruto was tightly enveloped by a soft and dazzling white light, wrapped in a layer of mysterious power.

He watched this sudden change and felt an indescribable awareness in his heart.

He felt his body gradually becoming lighter in the white light, as if he were being taken to an unknown place.

"Is this... Am I going?" Naruto whispered to himself, with a little reluctance and hope in his tone.

Minato walked to Naruto's side, his voice gentle but firm: "Yes, with the sealing of Ryumyaku, you will return to your own space and time." He looked up at the sky and continued, "And Anrokuzan, because he tried to disrupt the order of space and time, ultimately disappeared into the dust of history. This is a warning to all of us."

Satoru stood by, listening to the words of the others in silence.

They knew in their hearts that this experience was too special and important for them, and they had to seal this memory to ensure the normal course of history.

Minato took a deep breath and quickly formed a complex technique with his hands.

As his movements fell, invisible seals surrounded Satoru and Naruto.

They felt their memories gradually sealed by a powerful force, and the memories of Ryumyaku gradually became blurry.

At this moment, Naruto walked towards him, blinked, and said, "Nii-chan, you always seem familiar."

"You're not really the Fourth Hokage, are you?"

Minato smiled and shook his head, his expression full of tenderness.

This time Satoru and Konan also approached, standing beside Minato, their eyes also focused on Naruto.

"I feel like there's still a lot I want to say to you." Naruto scratched his head, the white light in his body becoming stronger.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement.

Minato looked at Naruto with mixed emotions in his eyes.

He knew this moment had finally come.

He reached out his hand, gently placing it on Naruto's head, and said softly but firmly, "Let's wait until later."

"From now on, I will listen to you slowly."

Naruto was touched by Minato's gentleness, and indescribable emotions surged in his heart.

He looked at Minato's familiar and gentle face, and a certain gate in his heart seemed to open.

He tightly held Minato's hand, tears flowing in his eyes: "Nii-chan..."

"You couldn't be..."

Minato saw Naruto's tears and gently wiped his cheek with his hand.

"We will have the chance to meet again in the future..."

For a moment, Naruto seemed to hear nothing, he just watched Minato uttering a word to him.

Naruto was stunned.

Then, he vanished on the spot.

"My son."

This word seemed to transcend the boundaries of space and time.

Satoru heard the word clearly.

A glimmer of clarity emerged in his mind.

As the white light gradually faded, Naruto's figure completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

Only a gentle breeze blew, erasing any trace of his presence.

Satoru, Konan, and Minato stood silently beside the sealed Ryumyaku.

"I always feel like I'm forgetting something important." Minato bowed his head and picked up the lost kunai from the ground. His fingers gently rubbed the surface of the cold metal, as if searching for a lost connection.

Suddenly, he realized his face was slightly wet, he raised his hand and touched it, and there were tears?

He was stunned.