XX-level Hokage

Nico Flora, standing to the side, adjusted her glasses and wrote in her notebook: Armament Haki (flow) and Chakra (nature transformation) are equally destructive, but Haki seems to focus more on internal impact, while Chakra focuses more on physical pulverization.

Note: The two are extremely incompatible; isolation is recommended.

Meanwhile, Nohara Hatsumi and the rabbit-eared Coco had already taken advantage of the two arguing to jump into the pile of obsidian sand and roll around. "Wow! This sand is so warm! It feels so good!" Coco excitedly used an electric shock to heat up the sand.

"This is a battlefield created by the older sisters! I want to feel the lingering warmth of the strong too!" Chu Jian said with admiration.

Just as the entire banquet hall was once again plunged into "orderly chaos," a massive, suffocating surge of chakra suddenly descended.

This fluctuation wasn't aggressive, but it carried a pressure originating from the depths of their bloodlines, causing everyone to instinctively stop what they were doing. Da Jianmu Tianchen had somehow appeared suspended directly above the hall.

Behind her, nine black Truth-Seeking Balls slowly rotated, and her dark green Rinnegan gazed down at each of her sisters.

At this moment, she shed her usual gentleness and truly displayed the majesty of the eldest daughter and the "Child of God." "Father is almost here."

Tianchen's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's minds. "Before Father arrives, I have a few words to say."

She landed slowly, her toes barely touching the ground, her white robe spotless.

We come from two different worlds, have different mothers, and different power systems. Some are skilled in ninjutsu, some are skilled in Haki, and some possess...

Some possess Devil Fruit abilities, while others have bloodline limits.

Tianchen's gaze swept over Wanhua, Yuzi, Feilun, Zuona... Every girl she looked at unconsciously straightened her back. "But we all share a common name—the Emperor's daughters."

"This means that no matter if we are princesses, queens, or warriors in our respective worlds, in this family, we are sisters. We are the cornerstones that will support this empire that spans two worlds in the future."

Tianchen stretched out his hand, and a small sphere of chakra appeared in his palm, reflecting images of two worlds—the mountains of the ninja world and the vast ocean of the sea world.

"Today is just the beginning. In the future, our world will be more closely integrated. I hope that whether we are ninjas or pirates, whether we are chakra or Haki, we can become each other's support, not enemies."

At this point, Tian Chen smiled slightly, a smile as bright as moonlight, instantly melting away the oppressive aura from before. "Everyone is excellent." Tian Chen slowly descended, and Hei Jue behind him quietly tucked into his sleeve.

The power of Manka and the domineering aura of Feren represent ultimate destruction; Coco's speed and Chujian's chakra represent limitless potential; Miko's insight and Flora's wisdom represent calm judgment; while Nobunaga, Namikaze, and Lilim showcase possibilities beyond the rules…

Tianchen looked around at everyone, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Father built these two kingdoms perhaps to see this day come; though we are different, we are truly an inseparable family.

"Of course!" Wan Hua strode over and put her arm around Philon's shoulder (Philon flinched slightly, but didn't pull away), "Don't fight..."

"We don't know each other! Philon, dare to have a drinking contest tonight?"

"Hmph, my alcohol tolerance is the best on Snake Island, I'm afraid you'll drink until you cry." Philon replied arrogantly.

"Then let's see who earns more money!" Zona shouted, pulling Ya along. "Let's compete!"

Bonus Chapter: Bubbles and

Location: Uchiha Ancestral Land, Ninja Kingdom (deep within the old site) Time: Eve of the Royal Meeting

In stark contrast to the festive and even somewhat noisy atmosphere of the imperial capital, the Uchiha ancestral land, located dozens of kilometers away from the capital, seemed to have been forgotten by time, shrouded in solemnity and silence.

This is the former site of the Uchiha clan, a remnant of the Warring States period.

Although after Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju established Konoha, most of the Uchiha clan moved to the bustling imperial capital under Madara's leadership, but the oldest shrines and stone tablets are still preserved here.

In the dry landscape garden, the sound of a bamboo tube striking a stone bowl, with a soft "thud," sounds particularly ethereal.

A girl dressed in a black retro training uniform stood quietly in the center of the courtyard. She had long, black hair that cascaded down her back, but the ends of her hair had a strange, faint purple sheen.

His skin was so pale it was almost transparent, his eyes were closed, and he wasn't holding a kunai or shuriken, but rather a pitch-black folding fan.

She is Mashiro and "Nameless," the daughter of Uchiha Hikaru—Uchiha Hobo. "Mother, the sound of the wind has changed."

Foam spoke softly, her voice like fragile glass, clear and cold, lacking any cadence. She slowly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of Sharingan eyes unlike any other. In her red pupils, the tomoe (comma-shaped markings) displayed an irregular pattern, as if they might vanish at any moment, like a dreamlike bubble.

In the shadows of the corridor, Uchiha Hikaru sat there, hugging his knees.

The passage of time seemed to have left no trace on her delicate yet somewhat aloof face. She wore the traditional Uchiha high-necked clan uniform and stared blankly at the sky.

That's the direction of the capital.

Although they were far apart, the massive chakra fluctuations generated by the convergence of the two worlds still reached this place.

“That was the sound of a door opening,” Guang replied in a low, slightly hoarse voice. “The other half of that person’s world… has arrived.”

"The sisters of the Ocean Kingdom?" Foam turned around, gently closing the folding fan in her hand. "I've heard there are giant fish there, and a world entirely of water. Mother, are we really not going?"

Guang's fingers trembled slightly, and he subconsciously touched his neck.

There was once an inscription called "Eight Thousand Spears" there. Although it has long been erased by Mashiro, the psychological shadow of being used as a weapon and isolated from the world still lingers like a thorn, even after so many years.

“Foam.” Light looked up at his daughter with a complicated expression. “Don’t you like it here? It’s just the two of us in a world that’s quiet, without any conflict, and no one will look at us strangely.”

I don't hate it here. As long as I'm with my mother, anywhere is fine. "Foam walked to Light's side, knelt down, her movements as graceful as an ancient princess. "But, in the letter Father sent a few days ago, she said she hoped I could meet my other sisters. She said that although my name is Foam, it doesn't mean I should be like a bubble, easily bursting and disappearing into a corner."

Foam took out the gold-embossed invitation from her pocket, which had a somewhat comical smiley face drawn by Mashiro herself.

"And Aunt Izumi also sent a message saying that Miko-neechan keeps asking about me." Bubbles lowered her eyes. "Mother, are you afraid?"

"Afraid?" Hikaru paused for a moment, then smiled bitterly. "Maybe. I am a ghost from the old era, a weapon betrayed by my clan. Although the Uchiha have become more gentle under Izumi's leadership, I... still can't fit into that kind of liveliness."

What she feared wasn't the crowd, but the feeling of loneliness and alienation.

It was fine when she was by Mashiro's side, but Mashiro was the king, and he was destined not to be by her side all the time.

“But, Mother.” Foam stretched out her pale hand and grasped Light’s hand. “You are not a ghost, you are Foam’s mother. Father said that the past can be rewritten and the future can be created.”

Foam stood up, and her unique Mangekyou Sharingan rotated slightly, causing ripples to appear in the surrounding space.

"My pupil technique, 'Fleeting Dream,' allows one to see the most cherished images in their heart." Bubble whispered, "Mother, do you know what I saw in your dream?"

Guang panicked and tried to pull his hand back: "Foam, no."

I saw you standing in the crowd, holding takoyaki, your expression awkward, but the corners of your mouth were turned up. "The bubbles didn't stop," you said, your tone still calm, yet every word pierced the heart, "You yearn for that world, but you've locked yourself away. Just like when you brought me back here."

The light fell silent.

The wind blew through the courtyard again, carrying a few withered leaves.

After a long while, Guang took a deep breath, stood up, and looked at her daughter, who was now a little taller than herself. The confusion in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a sense of relief.

“You’ve grown up, Bubble, and you’ve even learned to use illusions to teach your mother a lesson.” Hikaru reached out and tidied Bubble’s slightly messy bangs. “Mamo was right, I shouldn’t have locked you in this old era too.”

A barely perceptible glint flashed in Bubble's eyes.

“Go ahead.” Hikaru turned around and walked into the house. “Go change your clothes, that white kimono, the one Izumi sent. Since you’re going, you can’t embarrass her. I heard that your Aunt Izumi’s daughter, that girl named Miko, is very arrogant. Don’t let her outdo you.”

“Yes, Mother.” Foam bowed slightly, and a faint, fleeting smile finally appeared on her lips.

"And..." Guang's voice came from inside the room, carrying a hint of barely perceptible anticipation, "I also want to see what that other half of that person's world is like, that world half-occupied by the ocean."

On this day, the barrier surrounding the Uchiha ancestral land slowly opened.

That flower that bloomed in the secluded mountains of the old era finally decided to take its bud and walk towards the sunlight.

Location: Land of Fire (former site of Konohagakure) - Uzumaki Clan's new residence Time: One hour before the Royal Audience Meeting

Unlike the desolate Uchiha ancestral homeland, the Uzumaki mansion, located in a bustling area of ​​the Land of Fire, is now filled with the atmosphere of life, as well as... a warning of a "volcano" about to erupt.

"Hey! Put away that scroll you've been leaving lying around everywhere! If Naruto sees you using a sealing technique to seal a ramen noodle lid, he'll cry!" A vibrant roar pierced through the roof.

In the kitchen, Kushina Uzumaki, with her long, fiery red hair, was wearing an apron and holding a soup ladle, giving orders with an imposing air.

Although she is a "dead" resurrected from another timeline, Kushina's signature "red hot pepper" temper seems unchanged, and she has become even more unrestrained because of Mashiro's doting affection.

On the sofa in the living room, a girl with bright red hair tied in a high ponytail sat cross-legged, a senbon stick dangling from her mouth, and fiddling with a complex sealing technique.

She is the daughter of Mashiro and Kushina Uzumaki—Uzumaki Pai.

"Mom, you're being too anxious," she mumbled, her hands still moving. "Naruto-nii-chan wouldn't care about something like this. Besides, this 'Perfect Freshness Lock' instant noodle seal is my own invention; I can patent it someday!"

She inherited Kushina's red hair and her indomitable spirit, but in terms of personality, she seemed to have gained more of Mashiro's carefree and "mischievous" nature. "Stop talking nonsense!" Kushina poked her head out of the kitchen. "Go change! Mashiro's car is already on its way! Do you want to wear your pajamas..."

Are you going to see your sisters from another world?

When the phrase "sisters from another world" was mentioned, Pai's hand paused for a moment, and the sealing spell deviated slightly!

The instant noodle cup on the table exploded instantly, scattering dried noodles and seasoning packets everywhere. "Ooh," he stuck out his tongue.

"Whirlpool!!!" Kushina's hair instantly floated up, and the phantom of the Nine-Tails seemed to appear behind her (although the Nine-Tails was no longer inside her, her aura was still astonishing).

Ten minutes later, the two sat in the cleaned living room, the atmosphere becoming subtly quiet. Kushina looked at the invitation from the palace on the table, her expression complex.

"Mom, what are you hesitating about?" Sensing her mother's emotions, she leaned closer, resting her head on the table and looking at Kushina. "Is it because of...her status?"

Kushina sighed and reached out to touch her red hair: "Pai, you know. In this world, although Mashiro changed everything, in most..."

In the eyes of many, "Kushina Uzumaki was the wife of the Fourth Hokage, the mother of Naruto, and a hero who died in the Nine-Tails' rampage."

She paused, her eyes dimming slightly: "And I am Kushina from another timeline. Although Naruto generously accepted me, calling me..."

My mother calls you "little sister." But I'm taking you to live outside the capital because I don't want those rumors to hurt you, and I don't want to cause trouble for Naruto. After all... you're Mashiro's child, not Minato's.

This is a knot that Kushina can never untie in her heart. She loves Mashiro, and she also loves the world that gave her a second life.

But whenever she saw Naruto, who had become Hokage (or a high-ranking official), she always felt a pang of guilt towards the "original Kushina." "Mom," Pai suddenly interrupted her, her tone unusually serious, "You're overthinking it."

He stood up, walked to the window, and pointed to the blond-haired statue (Naruto) on the Hokage Rock in the distance.

Naruto's older brother once told me that he never cared which timeline your mother was from. For him, being able to eat his mother's cooking again and be scolded by her was the greatest happiness. As for whose child I am...

Pai turned around, revealing a bright, sun-like smile on her face. At that moment, she looked just like Mashiro, and just like Kushina.

"I am Mashiro's child, and a descendant of the Uzumaki clan, that's enough. As for what others say? Hmph, whoever dares to gossip, I'll use my Vajra..."

Seal his mouth shut!

As he spoke, several golden chakra chains suddenly burst forth from behind him, whistling as they swung through the air.

"And I've heard that a lot of powerful figures have come from across the sea this time." Her eyes burned with excitement. "There's one named Zona, I hear she's very shrewd; there's another named Ruri, I hear she can grow very large. Mom, do you want your daughter to admit defeat before even meeting them? We, the Uzumaki clan, have never had deserters!"

Kushina was stunned by her daughter's fearless demeanor.

Then, she covered her mouth, her shoulders trembled, and finally burst into hearty laughter.

"Hahahaha! That's right! As expected of my daughter!" Kushina suddenly stood up, ripped off her apron, revealing her combat uniform underneath (which she had already put on), "Who cares about the rumors! I'm the woman that Mashiro brought back herself! Anyone who dares to gossip, I'll let them taste the flavor of a frying pan!"

She grabbed his shoulder and patted him hard: "Let's go! To the capital! Let those little brats see what the true passion of the Whirlpool Clan is!"

"That's more like it, Mom!" She rubbed her shoulder, which had been slapped so hard, and grinned mischievously.

"However," Kushina suddenly changed the subject, "before that, you need to change out of those thug-like clothes! Wear the dress I bought you!"

"Huh?! No way! That dress has too much lace, I can't cast the sealing spell at all!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Listen to your mother!" (Outer perimeter of the Imperial Capital, aerial passageway)