Roland sat at his desk, holding Naruto Volume 1 in his hands. The cover showed a boy with bright yellow hair, a cheerful yet determined expression, wearing a striking orange outfit. Roland frowned slightly.
"Naruto Uzumaki," he muttered, reading the name of the main character on the cover. "A ninja? Hmm, interesting."
Curious, he opened the first page. The panels filled with dynamic movement immediately greeted him. The opening scene featured a nine-tailed fox, a giant monster destroying a village, and ninjas fighting desperately to protect their land. Roland was captivated by the detail in the artwork, his eyes widening.
"Impressive," he whispered. "Is this how they build the world in the story?"
As the story shifted to Naruto's daily life, Roland smiled faintly. The boy was full of energy, clumsy, and often causing trouble in the village. But Roland also noticed a deeper layer behind Naruto's laughter and goofy behavior.
"He's alone," Roland muttered softly, reading the scene where Naruto sat on a swing, watching other children play with their families. "Outcast, with no one... but still smiling."
Roland continued reading, growing more immersed in the story. He chuckled when Naruto stole the village's secret scroll and stubbornly trained in a new technique. But his laughter quickly turned into admiration when he saw Naruto use the Shadow Clone Jutsu to protect his teacher, Iruka, from a traitorous ninja.
"He has incredible courage," Roland said, nodding. "Even though he's considered weak, he never gives up."
The part that touched Roland the most was when Iruka finally acknowledged Naruto, hugging him and saying that he believed in Naruto's dream of becoming Hokage—the village leader. Roland's eyes welled up with tears without him realizing it.
"This person... he just needs someone to see him for who he truly is," Roland murmured, reminded of his own childhood, when he often felt the need to prove himself to his father.
As the story continued and began introducing new conflicts, Roland felt an even deeper connection to Naruto and his world. But suddenly, the story stopped. The final panel showed Naruto preparing for a new challenge after being accepted into the Ninja Academy.
Roland froze, his eyes staring at the last page with a furrowed brow. "Wait... what? Is that it?" He quickly flipped the page, ensuring no sheets were missing. But the result was the same—the story ended there.
"This can't be! Not like this!" he exclaimed in frustration. He quickly stood up, carrying the manga to the living room where Eldric was sitting, enjoying his afternoon tea.
"This is amazing, Dad," Roland said with a mix of enthusiasm and annoyance, "but... why does it stop at that part? Where's Volume 2? I need to know what happens next!"
Eldric chuckled softly and set down his tea cup. "Relax, Roland. I've only made Volume 1. Volume 2 is still in progress."
"Are you serious?" Roland stared at him incredulously. "I can't wait too long! The story leaves off at the most exciting point!"
Eldric smiled, amused by his son's reaction. "You know, Roland, one of the arts of entertainment is to keep the reader hooked. But don't worry, I'll finish Volume 2 soon. In the meantime, you can read another manga."
"No!" Roland quickly interrupted. "I want to know what happens to Naruto. Will he be accepted by his friends? How will he face the next challenge? You have to finish it soon!"
Eldric raised his hands in surrender to Roland's fiery passion. "Alright, alright. I'll work faster. But remember, art cannot be rushed. You have to learn patience, Roland."
Roland sighed but finally nodded. "Okay, but not for too long, Dad. Naruto is really... inspiring."
Seeing his son's determination, Eldric felt satisfied. Naruto had left a deep impression, even on Roland, who was usually so critical. Now, he knew that this world would fall in love with the story of the young ninja, just like Roland had.