“You’re right. I had nothing. And now I stand beside gods. Not because I was born special, Boruto. Because I refused to break. Your father’s strength is love. Your master’s strength is hate. Mine?”
She cracks the ground with a single, effortless punch, sending a shockwave that parts the clouds above.
Boruto laughs. “The hospital lady?”
Then Sakura smiles—cold, calm, and devastating.
“You are not him. You are my student. Wake. Up.”
She grabs Boruto’s face—gentle, but unyielding.
“You’re right. I had nothing. And now I stand beside gods. Not because I was born special, Boruto. Because I refused to break. Your father’s strength is love. Your master’s strength is hate. Mine?”
She cracks the ground with a single, effortless punch, sending a shockwave that parts the clouds above.
Boruto laughs. “The hospital lady?”
Then Sakura smiles—cold, calm, and devastating.
“You are not him. You are my student. Wake. Up.”
She grabs Boruto’s face—gentle, but unyielding.
