Hyūga Natsuna left the house in high spirits.
Without the slightest hesitation.
She, Hyūga Natsuna, had endured so much just to stay here—
Using her small body to handle all the housework.
She even had to cook!!!
Even child labor wasn't this abusive!!
She hurried off—
Well, walked off.
If it weren't for the fiancé her family arranged, she wouldn't have clung here in the first place.
Machi, on the other hand, looked a little reluctant.
With Natsuna gone—
The housework would naturally fall on her.
She had been living quite lazily lately.
"While I was gone… you didn't cause any trouble, right?" Akira finally asked.
He hadn't forgotten Machi's nature.
Machi rolled her eyes.
Did he really think she was that stupid?
"No. Honestly, life here is pretty good."
Of course, she had gathered some information—
Fire Country, Earth Country…
Interesting naming system.
Could this world be part of the Dark Continent?
Without the burden of Meteor City—
Without constant danger—
She was quite satisfied.
That was, of course, assuming no one provoked her.
And she understood one thing clearly—
This place was essentially a military base.
If she caused trouble here—
There would be no escape.
Her strength was roughly at Special Jōnin level.
With Nen's uniqueness, she could even pass as a Jōnin.
But against an entire ninja village?
Better to just go to sleep.
"That's good," Akira sighed in relief.
Machi glanced at him coldly.
"I didn't cause trouble. But you seem to have plenty."
Akira sighed.
"Got a bit famous recently. Comes with the territory."
Bang!
The door was suddenly kicked open.
A group of Hyūga clan ninja rushed in, surrounding both Akira and Machi.
"There's an extra woman," one of them frowned at Machi.
"Take them both," another ordered.
Nen threads appeared in Machi's hand as she glanced at Akira.
"Need help?"
"No."
Akira moved.
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"They really think highly of me… sending six jōnin at once."
Akira sat atop a pile of six unconscious Hyūga jōnin, smiling faintly.
Machi remained seated on the sofa the entire time.
Watching silently.
He had gotten stronger.
Stronger than when he fought Hisoka.
Escaping him was becoming increasingly difficult.
Six opponents comparable to Enhancer-level fighters—
Defeated effortlessly.
Without even using abilities.
Akira pulled out a length of steel wire.
"Since you want me to visit the Hyūga compound…"
"I'll oblige."
He bound them up—
Then dragged all six by the wire.
As he stepped outside—
Some villagers were about to greet him.
But the moment they saw what he was dragging—
They immediately shut their mouths and hurried away.
Akira didn't care.
Like dragging dead dogs—
He pulled six Hyūga ninja toward their clan compound.
Soon—
ANBU appeared from the shadows.
They looked at Akira with clear caution.
The villagers didn't know who he really was—
But they did.
Hyūga Akira.
The one who slaughtered enemies on the Cloud front.
Even if some doubted the stories—
They still feared him.
"Hyūga Akira, chūnin. What do you think you're doing?" an ANBU asked.
Akira smiled.
"They suddenly developed a rare sleeping illness. Collapsed in my house."
"I'm just returning them to the Hyūga."
…Who would believe that?!
But—
"Please maintain public order," the ANBU said.
They had no choice.
This was an internal Hyūga matter.
They couldn't interfere.
"Don't worry. I'll return them quickly," Akira shrugged.
The ANBU leader hesitated.
Akira clearly intended to escalate this.
Something big was about to happen.
"…Withdraw."
They disappeared.
Leaving Akira alone—
Dragging six unconscious jōnin through the streets.
Everyone saw it.
Six Hyūga—
Dragged like corpses.
No one dared stop him.
Two clan members finally couldn't take it.
"Hyūga Akira, let them go!!"
They charged.
They passed each other—
Bang!
Bang!
Two more were added to the wire.
Now eight.
Akira continued dragging them forward.
At this point—
The Hyūga clan had become famous.
For all the wrong reasons.
Dragged through the village like dead dogs—
No other clan had ever suffered such humiliation.
And they still wanted to compete with the Uchiha?
In their dreams.
All of Konoha's clans were watching.
The Aburame clan head sighed.
"Well… everyone knows them now."
"Clan head, we don't want fame like this!!" someone protested.
Even if they were often overlooked—
This wasn't the solution.
The Uchiha watched with amusement.
They had always been rivals with the Hyūga.
The Nara clan sighed.
"When the Hokage returns… he's going to have a headache."
The Yamanaka and Akimichi nodded in agreement.
Hiruzen was still away.
He hadn't returned yet.
In the shadows—
Danzō watched.
"…Too excessive."
Root didn't operate like this.
This was far too conspicuous.
Inside the Hyūga compound—
There was no reaction.
As if nothing had happened.
But everyone knew—
They wouldn't let this go.
Akira had just trampled their pride into the ground.
He arrived at the Hyūga compound.
A walled district—
Closed off from the outside.
Unlike the Uchiha compound—
Which remained open.
If anyone truly resisted integrating into Konoha—
It wasn't the Uchiha.
It was the Hyūga.
The Uchiha wanted to be understood.
The Hyūga—
Didn't care.
The guards at the gate glared at Akira, gripping their weapons tightly.
But in the end—
They opened the gates.
And let him in.
Dragging eight Hyūga ninja behind him.
Then—
The gates shut.
Sealing everything inside.
And blocking all outside eyes.
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