The alignment of the memory from the moment his Kage Bunshin burst burdened Naruto’s heart.
But he still endured it.
He endured it because he couldn’t forget the sad looks on his children’s faces that he’d glimpsed before disappearing.
When you deployed several Kage Bunshin to do work, it was extremely hard on the main body. It became all he could do to handle office work and hold conversations. It was because he had to use his powers of concentration and chakra to maintain the Kage Bunshin for long periods of time.
“Are you okay?”
The one who helped Naruto back up onto his chair was his old friend and aide, Shikamaru.
Naruto sunk into his seat like he was folding in on himself. “I really messed up…”
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