The atmosphere eased, and at least they were about to start a classic Naruto chat, which was harmless and could last for several episodes. If they inserted some memories, it might even stretch to more than ten episodes.

"What, you don't want to sit down?" I know that the chair I am sitting on is still attached to Yamato's chakra. As long as he wants, he can use this chair to trap me at any time.

Of course, I can break the confinement of this Wood Release at any time.

When I wanted to have a peaceful chat, they would not act rashly. After all, they wanted to know more from me, and the strength I showed did not allow them to capture me directly.

After just a brief hesitation, they all sat down on the ground, just like they were camping, sitting around a campfire...ah, be serious.

Come to think of it, you can obviously make chairs, but you just sit on the ground. Isn't that dirty?

I can just complain about this kind of question in my heart, there is no need to ask it directly, "If you have any questions, just ask them. But in return, if you ask me a question, you have to answer me a question too."

I have to find a reason for my control over Konoha's situation in the future, so I need to get some basic information here. Everything I know in the future is because I am super smart, just like Ranpo-kun, I figured it all out through reasoning!

"You just said that Sasuke was just exhausted, which means you have already seen him. Where is he now!" Naruto asked this question almost impatiently.

I feel a little weird. The more I look at this pair of gay friends, the more I feel something is wrong. This is the official couple I once thought of, but it turned out to be a BE in the end.

"I can't tell you the exact location, but it's definitely in the forest." I knew they would ask this question, and I had a prepared answer.

Itachi's Amaterasu burned away all the clues at the scene, and the rain also washed away the traces of the three of us, so the people of Konoha had no chance to continue tracking.

"Hey, how do we know if what you said is true!" Inuzuka Kiba's big dog is so cute, I want to rub it.

"If I can't say or don't want to say something, I will speak directly and won't lie to you. In the name of my Uchiha clan, you can rest assured about this." However, my mouth is also a lie. After all, I am not a real Uchiha. This name is the emperor's new clothes. "It's my turn now."

"Please." Kakashi took over the right to speak, and it was up to him to decide what to say and whether to say it at all.

"Whose are you now?" I looked at them meaningfully.

In fact, I was just creating an atmosphere to make myself look mysterious and know Konoha very well.

Kakashi thought for a moment before answering, "We are a team sent by the Fifth Generation Tsunade-sama, so we are naturally subordinate to the Fifth Generation-sama."

A decent answer.

Don't worry, my problems will gradually develop and explode slowly, because I suddenly thought of another idea to cause trouble.

To be honest, I find that even if I don't cause trouble, I will be troubled. So why not try to feel the feeling of actively causing trouble here?

After all, in the world of Naruto, I have a natural information advantage.

Unlike the first two worlds, I have already seen the ending of this story, and for me, there is no conspiracy.

"Tsunayuki?" I pretended to think about it, and then deliberately made a "thought of it" look, "Ah - it's the little girl from the Senju family, right? She also became a Hokage? Interesting."

My words, packed with information, hit them right in the face.

If I still can't become a super-younger person, I will shut myself up right now.

They didn't want to guess my identity in front of me, so they continued asking questions.

"Why are you here?" Kakashi asked.

"Take a walk." I answered decisively, but they all looked confused.

Especially Naruto and Inuzuka Kiba, who have more straightforward tempers, there are a few big words clearly written on their faces - "Are you kidding me?"

I was serious. Although I also wanted to test my eyesight, I was mainly out for a walk to give way to the Uchiha brothers' conversation. "I'm not joking. Those two have something to say. Outsiders shouldn't interfere in matters between brothers, even if they are from the same clan. And..."

I paused for a moment before continuing, "Meeting you was an accident. I thought the first person I would meet would be the man in the mask, the flytrap - yes, the 'bastard aloe' you just mentioned. Didn't he run off to report the news?"

After I said that, I actually felt a little regretful. If this was a WeChat chat, what would be displayed on the screen would definitely be "the other party withdrew a message."

I always confuse the anime scenes in my mind with the real scenes. Now I should still be the masked Obito that I have never seen before.

As expected, I was still a little nervous and excited. Never mind, I've already said it, and I guess no one will go back to verify it.

I quickly put the matter out of my mind and it was my turn next.

"Question, you——" I pointed at my good brother who had the same golden hair as me, "Who are you?"

"Me?" Naruto didn't seem to understand why I asked him that question suddenly, but it wasn't a difficult question to answer, so he subconsciously said, "I'm Uzumaki Naruto."

I waved my hands. Actually, I didn't want this answer. "Although I didn't ask this, never mind. You've answered it. You ask it."

I have gone to great lengths to make myself a super senior.

Now that we've already taken Fugaku out for a walk, shouldn't we borrow some of the Yondaime's prestige?

To be honest, the Fourth Hokage and Naruto look so much alike, and there is a photo of the Fourth Hokage in the Hokage's office. If Naruto is a sensitive person, he would definitely be able to find it out himself, right?

Since we have just mentioned Masked Obito, the next question about Kakashi is as expected.

"Who is that masked man?"

What gave you and me the illusion that we were in control? I asked this as if it was a matter of course, as if I was sure I would know.

I thought about it and realized that exposing Obito's identity now would only cause me trouble and make it even more difficult to cover up the lie.

"I'm not sure of his identity, but his composition is very complicated. He has Sharingan, but it's not entirely his own. You, too, have Sharingan, so you should know that Sharingan can be transplanted and used." I half-hidden and half-revealed, leaving some obscure words that can be deduced after knowing the truth in the future. "At the same time, his body is also very strange. It has the flavor of Uchiha, but also a little bit of... Senju clan flavor. This concept was indeed thought of by someone back then, but he-"

I stopped here because I feel like I've given enough information. If I continue, it'll be too revealing and boring.

"Who is 'he'?" Yamato asked immediately when he saw that I had no intention of continuing.

I shook my head, not wanting to ask more questions. "That's the second question. Now it's my turn to ask."

Yamato resisted the urge to get an answer right away and sat quietly to listen to my question.

Of course I went for Xiao Mingren.

"Who is your father?" I asked this, and combined with the information I just revealed intentionally or unintentionally, Kakashi seemed to realize something.

He looked at me, as if trying to see who I was and what kind of person I was.

But he had no answer.

"I don't have a father." More than ten years have passed, and when talking about this matter, Naruto can already say without any burden that he has no parents, but he doesn't understand why I asked this.

"Without a father, could it be that you just popped out from a crack in the rock?" I laughed.

"...No, I just don't know."

When he was a child, Naruto might have thought about finding out who his parents were, but every time the people in the village responded, they would just say he was a "demon fox". Over time, Naruto subconsciously thought that he might be a child created by the Nine-Tails?

Or like Gaara, he was born as a Jinchūriki.

Moreover, even if we take a step back and say that he was born on the night when the Nine-Tailed Fox attacked the village, his parents might have also died in the Nine-Tailed Fox's attack.

There were so many people who became orphans because of that night, and there were many people in Konoha who were born on the same day as him, so it was normal that he couldn't find out who belonged to which family.

He never thought much about these things.

It's just very strange. The truth is right in front of him, but no one wants to let him know. Everyone tacitly agrees to hide the truth.

I can't understand it, especially from the perspective of a reader, I can't understand it.

The fourth generation has such good relationships with people, but there is no one willing to take care of Xiao Ming. I don't mean to pamper him too much, just to take care of him a little. Isn't it a bit too much to not allow this?

There is no way. Humans are subjective creatures, including me.

It is common to favor characters you like and stand up for them.

"Really?" I stroked my chin with one hand and pointed twice in Naruto's direction with the other hand. "But I think I might know who your parents are. You look so much alike, especially--"

I closed one eye and put my index fingers in front of my eyes to block the "cat whiskers" on Naruto's face. "Yes, that's it. Without the marks on both sides, they look even more alike. It's like they were carved from the same mold. But compared to him, you're dark-skinned."

Compared to the fourth generation, Naruto is indeed a dark one. I am being realistic and not holding a grudge against him for calling me a "dark bastard".

"W-what, you know my mom and dad? You know them!" Naruto was excited. Although he had given up trying to find out their identities over the years, it would be a lie to say that he didn't want to know.

Not only he wanted to know, but his classmates Sakura, Inuzuka, Shino and Hinata were also very interested.

Only Kakashi and Yamato, who already knew the truth, had mixed expressions.