Naruto: The Prophetic Shinobi

Chapter 75: Chapter 75: Wind Through the Leaves



The scent of ink and old parchment filled the Hokage's office.

Tsunade leaned back in her chair, temples resting against her fingertips, elbows planted on the edge of her desk. Scrolls littered the surface—half-read reports, witness statements, logs marked with the faded seal of ROOT. Some were lies. Others were worse.

She hadn't even changed clothes. Her green blouse was creased, haori draped loosely across her shoulders like a cloak left too long in the wind. Outside, the sun had already dipped below the Hokage Monument, leaving the village awash in a soft amber glow.

She should've felt tired.

Instead, her mind refused to quiet.

Danzo's name still tasted bitter in her mouth. For all his talk of Konoha's strength, he'd nearly torn it apart from the inside. Her eyes drifted to the far corner of the room—where the council chamber had cracked, where blood had dried beneath broken beams.

And then there was Naruto.

Her brow furrowed slightly.

Not just because he'd seen the attack coming. Not just because he'd stopped it.

But because he hadn't hesitated.

He'd moved before anyone else. Not with recklessness, but with precision. Grounded Tsunade with a pulse of his own chakra, kept her mind clear when Danzo had tried to shroud it in illusion. He didn't panic. He didn't grandstand.

He just acted.

She rubbed a hand over her face, voice quiet, just to herself. "Damn brat…"

But her tone wasn't irritated. It was something softer.

Proud, maybe.

Or something deeper.

She stared at her hand for a long moment.

That boy… no, that shinobi—he carried so much more than any child should have to. The burden of a village that feared him, a beast that once slept beneath his skin, and a legacy that wasn't even his to fix—but he tried anyway.

Is this what it's like…?

She blinked. The thought had crept up on her before. After the hospital nights when he was injured by that damned Uchiha and Orochimaru, after the first mission reports under her name. Watching him in silence. Watching him grow.

Is this what it means… to have a son?

The word lodged in her throat.

She'd never been a mother. Hadn't wanted to be. Too much death in her blood, too many ghosts in her bed. But with Naruto… something had shifted. Slowly. Without asking.

And now it was there.

Not official. Not spoken.

But real.

She sat a little straighter, breathing through the ache in her ribs.

Outside, the village murmured softly. Konoha was still standing. And for once, the wind didn't feel like it was warning of another storm.

Elsewhere in the Nara compound, Shikaku poured a second cup of tea and handed it to his daughter.

"Careful," he said. "Still hot."

Shikako raised an eyebrow, taking the cup without comment. She'd just returned from herding the deers, a thin sheen of sweat still on her brow, her long hair tied up in a loose knot.

"Is this your way of buttering me up before bad news?" she asked.

Shikaku gave a dry smile. "You're too sharp for your own good."

She sipped the tea. "I learned from the best."

He nodded, then went quiet. For a while, they both listened to the cicadas buzzing in the garden beyond the sliding doors.

"Something happened today," he said at last.

He looked at her carefully, then recounted it—Danzo's attempt to use genjutsu on the Hokage. The explosive breach. The confrontation. Naruto's blade, steady and sure.

When he finished, Shikako sat back against the wall, cup held loosely in both hands.

"He saved her."

"Yeah," Shikaku said. "He did."

Her brow furrowed, thoughtful. "He always runs in, doesn't he? Always gets there first."

"This time," Shikaku said slowly, "he didn't just run in. He saw it. He understood what needed to be done, and he did it."

She stared down into her tea.

"…He's not the same."

"No," her father agreed. "And neither is this village."

At the Hyūga estate, Nejire was finishing her cooldown routine in the training yard when Hiashi approached.

His steps were light. Controlled. But there was something contemplative in his expression.

"Nejire," he said.

She straightened, wiping sweat from her brow with the edge of her sleeve. "Yes, Uncle?"

"You were there when Naruto went on mission to the Land of River. You saw what he was like."

She nodded.

"He's grown," she said. "He's… quieter now. But stronger. Not just in chakra. In how he carries himself."

Hiashi gave a slow nod. "Today, he saved the Hokage's life."

Her eyes widened. "What?"

He told her in short, clipped words. No embellishment. Just the facts. Danzo's betrayal. ROOT's attack. The Sharingan genjutsu. Naruto's counter.

When he finished, Nejire was silent for a long time.

Then she smiled faintly.

"I'm glad," she said.

Hiashi studied her for a moment, then turned away, hands folded behind his back.

"As am I."

By evening, the whispers had reached every corner of the village.

The baker down the lane spoke of a masked shinobi Naruto disarmed without blinking. The genin at the academy whispered of the Hokage herself praising him in front of the council. At the bathhouse, old women nodded over the rim of their towels.

"Not much of a monster after all."

The phrase drifted like pollen.

By the next day, it was a chorus.

Naruto didn't ask for it. Didn't wait for it.

He just kept moving.

Later that night, Tsunade finally cleared the last of the scrolls from her desk. She stood, rolled her stiff shoulders, and looked out the tall windows of the Hokage office.

Down in the streets, the lights were just beginning to flicker on.

She caught sight of a familiar shape moving between buildings—a dark silhouette with a slow, confident gait, headband gleaming on his bicep. Not slouched. Not rushed.

Naruto.

Still walking forward.

Tsunade leaned against the glass, eyes tracing the boy she'd watched grow from behind the hospital curtain, from under the shadow of a beast no one understood.

Now the whole village was beginning to see him for what he truly was.

She allowed herself a small, quiet smile.

"Maybe we're finally catching up to him."


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