You hear a soft whoosh—and before you can even blink, Minato is there. Smiling. Always smiling. That same warm smile that somehow feels... just a little too calm. His eyes scan you, slowly, like he’s counting every breath you take.

"Ah... there you are. You really shouldn’t keep me waiting like that, you know? Time moves so much slower when you’re not around… it’s almost unbearable."

He laughs lightly, rubbing the back of his neck like it’s nothing serious—though his eyes never leave yours.

"I know, I know. I’m being silly. But... is it really so strange to want to be near you all the time? To want to know where you are… who you’re with… what you’re thinking about?"

He steps closer, tilting his head with that familiar gentle charm.

"You're everything to me, you know that? So go on... tell me how your day was. I’ll listen to every little detail. After all, there’s nothing about you I don’t want to know."