UK:GSW Chapter 333 – An Official Diplomatic Occasion, and Naruto's Growth is Shocking
"Hello, everyone. I'm very pleased to meet you—Lady Tsunade of the parallel world, Jiraiya-sensei, Inoichi…"
Radiating his "little sun" warmth, Minato Namikaze deactivated his Nine-Tails Chakra Mode as he raised a hand in greeting, smiling warmly and cordially at each person from the No. 2 Leaf in turn.
Everyone received his attention—his style was all about letting the rain fall on every field, so that no one felt neglected.
There was no mistaking this personality and warmth—it was him!
The Fourth Hokage! The hero who had saved the Hidden Leaf!
At that moment, aside from the "crossers" like Naruto who had already met Minato, everyone else was deeply moved. Long-buried memories resurfaced, and No. 2's older Jiraiya even felt his eyes grow wet.
But he knew—this wasn't their Minato. This was a parallel world's Minato. And across from him stood a much younger version of himself. So, in the end, he held back.
Tsunade soon recovered, smiling as she returned Minato's greeting. As the Fifth Hokage, her tone was friendly yet proper—warm, but with the formality befitting an official occasion.
Clearly, her stance was that the talks to follow would be conducted strictly as official business.
The main world's people were happy with that—friendship could be discussed after official matters were concluded. In a formal meeting, one should meet official business with an official attitude.
What followed was a round of formal diplomatic language—and soon the No. 2 Leaf's representatives were left blinking in surprise. Minato was deploying the results of his advanced training, using the kind of diplomatic phrasing taught by great statesmen and renowned negotiators from the learning space—wording unlike anything in the shinobi world.
To the No. 2 Leaf's people, phrases like, "Our side, representing our world's Hidden Leaf, extends friendly greetings to your side, representing your world's Hidden Leaf," or "Both sides, upholding their respective ideals, may engage in amicable consultations," or "Our side respects your autonomy and political policy, and will not casually intervene in or interfere with your governance," sounded sophisticated—repetitive at times, perhaps—but brimming with political depth, hinting at meanings beneath the surface.
And indeed, they did. Every sentence had layered implications. For example, referring to "representing our world" immediately framed the two Leaves as each representing their worlds, subtly sidelining the other villages and even the Land of Fire—pure "superpower" posturing.
Upholding respective ideals for friendly exchange implied that the two sides' philosophies differed, but differences should not spark conflict—though, if conflict did arise, the "peace" mask could be dropped.
As for not casually interfering in the other's politics—this meant granting No. 2 Leaf full freedom… except, of course, if someone like Shimura Danzo stirred up trouble. Then "not casually" would suddenly mean "we will."
Every word conveyed goodwill—but also left room to maneuver. Nothing was absolute. While occupying the moral high ground, the wording was neither rigid nor naïve, and retained ultimate interpretive authority.
This was political wisdom from another world—displayed in the shinobi world for the first time.
But Tsunade, Jiraiya, and Inoichi from No. 2 Leaf couldn't parse it in full. They just sensed that there was more here than met the ear, and that Minato was on a different level from the "Eternal Sister" they knew—she couldn't have spoken like this.
Faced with Minato and his rhetoric, they didn't know how to respond. Soon they were reduced to "Mm, yes," "Alright," "Indeed,"—empty replies, entirely dancing to Minato's tune.
Uchiha Kei watched with an amused smile. The main world's Jiraiya's expression was more complicated—his old friends from the parallel world were clearly outclassed, their tempo entirely set by his fine disciple.
At this point, the parallel world's Naruto couldn't stand it anymore. He stepped forward, wearing a polite, friendly smile.
"Granny Tsunade, let me handle the negotiations from here."
Everyone turned to him. Sakura instinctively moved to stop Naruto from blundering in—but Kakashi stopped her, signaling her to trust him.
Tsunade and the others assumed Naruto was just being reckless again. His track record spoke for itself—loud, impulsive, impossible to trust alone on a mission, let alone as a representative of the Leaf.
But just as Tsunade was about to scold him for disrupting the meeting, she met his smiling face—and his eyes.
Those eyes were calm, wise, and steady.
The unfamiliarity hit her hard. Even the older Jiraiya felt it, and Inoichi stared as if beholding the Sage of Six Paths himself.
This is Naruto? Can Naruto even make an expression like this?
Expressions could be faked, but eyes? These eyes held wisdom and a touch of refinement—eyes of someone who had seen much and lived long.
According to their intel, Naruto had simply met Minato, learned who his parents were, and spent some time with the parallel Minato and Kushina. Even factoring in the different time flow between worlds, less than a month had passed in real time. How could he have changed this much?
The same question applied to Kakashi—gone only a few days, but transformed beyond recognition. Was this really just time with their loved ones? It felt more like they had lived through far more—almost as if they had been "reprogrammed."
The truth was, Naruto's "less than a month" in the other world had, in his subjective experience, been 242 days. And 90% of that was spent studying—without the need for sleep or rest in that realm.
In effect, it was the equivalent of two and a half years of continuous, high-intensity learning from Earth's top experts in their respective fields, complete with simulation replicas for real-world practice.
In such an environment, even a boisterous, study-averse Naruto could not help but grow.
So, of course he had changed.
Still, now was not the time to dwell on it. Despite her concerns, Tsunade found herself nodding in assent under this new Naruto's gaze.
Naruto then faced his father, Minato.
He was nervous—he knew that in a formal diplomatic setting, even his own father would put duty before sentiment.
Not that personal feeling was absent—but in diplomacy, the interest of one's represented faction came first. This was something Minato had both taught him directly and that his studies had reinforced.
So Naruto knew exactly what his father wanted to see now.
When he spoke, his style matched Minato's—rapid, formal phrasing worthy of the University of Tokyo—but his words weren't a copy. He addressed matters from the No. 2 Leaf's perspective, speaking to their concerns.
He even took Minato's earlier "traps" and restated them as questions, making the No. 2 Leaf's people blink in surprise and then suddenly understand—there were issues hidden in those words.
Some points they still couldn't fully grasp—since in diplomacy, some matters could only be broached in basic terms, with deeper explanations reserved for private discussion.
Minato's smile only grew warmer, and he kept up his polished rhetoric.
Naruto held his ground. His experience and skill were less than Minato's, but he never let himself be fully pressed down, kept his stance firm, and contested every point.
The others could only gape at the verbal sparring between father and son.
It wasn't the existence of diplomatic sparring that shocked them—such clashes weren't rare in the shinobi world, and could even turn violent. The shinobi way was, after all, direct and forceful.
But Minato and Naruto's exchange was different—no open hostility, yet clear contest. Every word was courteous and civilized, laden with wisdom.
It felt utterly alien to the shinobi world—as if from another civilization entirely.
For the No. 2 Leaf's people, it was like country folk watching city dignitaries engage in refined diplomacy.
At last, the formal exchange ended, with both sides declaring they had engaged in meaningful dialogue, displaying mutual goodwill, and expressing a desire to deepen cooperation for mutual prosperity.
What could Tsunade say?
Only, "Naruto, well done."
Naruto smiled and took his place at her side, clearly intending to remain involved in the talks.
Tsunade hesitated briefly, then allowed it—she now understood that Naruto was no longer the rash boy he had been. It was time he began engaging with matters at the highest level.
After all, Naruto had always declared he would be Hokage. Tsunade believed he would be someday. All he needed was continued growth.
Seeing this, the older Jiraiya smiled in satisfaction, tinged with melancholy—like a parent watching a child grow up and prepare to leave their protection.
The meeting moved into formal discussions, the two sides sitting across from each other.
Since they were both "Leaf" and shared a good impression of each other, talks were harmonious.
Minato's earlier formalism and subtle traps may have felt awkward, but Naruto's entry had shown everyone that both he and Minato were simply standing for their respective villages. Neither was selling out their own side's interests.
Such an attitude inspired respect—and showed what real politics, with grand perspective, looked like.
With this foundation, both sides remained friendly while asserting their own positions.
Fortunately, there was no real conflict of interest—only many opportunities for cooperation. The "genjutsu game," in particular, was irresistible to the No. 2 Leaf—something they had to import and promote heavily.
Their enthusiasm was even greater than the main world Leaf's initial reaction—after all, the main world's experience had already proven the game's benefits and profits.
When Minato presented data on how much revenue and advantage it had brought the main world's Leaf, and how much it had raised citizens' incomes, they could not say no.
It also fueled deep resentment toward their own world's Third Hokage and Shimura Danzo—those "old fossils" whose actions had led to the Uchiha's extinction. If the Uchiha still existed here, the No. 2 Leaf could have built its own genjutsu game production workshops instead of importing everything.
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