"Just practice hard this month. I will personally check your progress after a month." Hinata Hiashi said with a straight face.
Because the Hyuga Ninja had reported to him about Hinata's whereabouts before, he knew that the people who played with Hinata were all people of prominent status.
So Hyuga Hiashi never cared about it, because he thought it was a good thing for Hinata to be on good terms with the children of a big family and the son of the Hokage.
But now that Hinata's training progress has fallen behind, Hyuga Hiashi can no longer let her go on like this. If she wants to gain a foothold in the ninja world, she still has to rely on her strength.
No matter how good the relationship is, if there is a conflict of interests, in the face of absolute interests, the previous good relationship will be gone.
"I understand, Father, I will practice hard." Hinata said in a low voice, biting her lower lip slightly.
She couldn't resist her father and didn't even dare to think about it.
Looking at Hinata trembling with her head down, Hyuga Hiashi frowned again. Even if he was scolded, how could the head of the Hyuga clan show such a cowardly attitude? How could he be a good head of the family in the future and revitalize Hyuga
But after all, he had just scolded her. In this public training ground, he still had to give some face to Hinata, his heir. Hyuga Hiashi did not scold her again, but reminded Hinata to practice seriously and then left.
'Why not have another child while she's still young? Hinata's personality isn't suitable for being the head of a family...' Hyuga Hiashi thought to himself.
There is no doubt that the timid and introverted Hinata is not the ideal successor in Hyuga Hiashi's mind.
In his mind, the ideal successor must be handsome, talented, and know how to deal with people.
At this time, Hinata didn't know that her respected father had the idea of training a new trumpet. In order to meet Hinata Hiashi's requirements in a month, she quickly started training after Hinata Hiashi left.
Hinata wanted to go out and play. She wanted to play with Naruto and the others. When playing with them, she didn't have to think so much and it was very relaxing.
Hinata worked particularly hard today. She practiced at noon and in the afternoon and only stopped to eat when it was time to eat.
Because for Hinata, meal time is a rare enjoyment, she can not think about anything and just enjoy the food.
By the evening, Hinata was still working very hard and did not leave until she and Neji were the only ones on the field.
The training ground was very quiet at night, with only the sound of Neji and Hinata practicing their soft fists hitting the air over and over again.
Looking at Hinata who was panting but still practicing, Neji suddenly said, "Go back and rest. Training can't be achieved overnight. If you continue like this, it will affect your condition the next day."
Hinata paused for a moment, then soon began practicing soft boxing.
"But aren't you still training, brother Neji?" Hinata said softly, breathlessly.
Hinata's voice was very soft, not sure if it was because she had no strength left or her voice was just soft to begin with, but Neji still heard it, after all, there were only the two of them here now.
"I often practice to this time, but you are different. This is your first time." Neji said.
Although he didn't know why Hinata suddenly worked so hard, Neji would still not hesitate to give her a word or two of friendly reminders.
But if Hinata doesn't listen, that's another problem.
Neji's words took effect, Hinata stopped and gasped for breath in place.
She believed what Neci said because Neci's gentle fist was stronger than hers. If it would affect tomorrow's training, the effect might be worse than normal training.
After saying that, Neji ignored Hinata and continued to practice soft boxing on his own. It was now half past eight in the evening.
Ningji planned to practice until nine o'clock and then go back to rest.
Hinata stood for a while and then sat down to rest, watching Neci practice his gentle fist.
She had to admit, watching Neci practicing his soft fist, she could indeed feel the difference. Neci's attacks were fierce and decisive, and his soft fist was very smooth. Not to mention his peers, even if they were a few years older, there was no one who could perform soft fist better than Neci.
She actually wanted to ask Neji why he was so distant and cold to her now. Could it be that she had done something that Neji hated
If it was the Hinata of the past, perhaps she would keep it in her heart and let everything remain as it is.
Although Hinata is still introverted now, she has been influenced by Naruto and his friends to some extent after playing with them for a long time.
Hinata mustered up the courage to lower her head and said, "Brother Neji, I'm sorry. Did I do something that made you hate me?"
She didn't dare look at Neji, saying this had already drained away all the courage in her heart.
When Neji heard Hinata's words, he stopped what he was doing and looked at Hinata in surprise. He didn't expect that Hinata hadn't left yet and said such words.
The air fell into extreme silence for a while. Even the sound of practicing soft boxing disappeared. There were only some subtle sounds made by some unknown insects in the night.
Hinata tangled her hands together, feeling very uneasy and somewhat regretting that she had suddenly said such words.
Neji didn't know what to say for a moment.
Is it Hinata's fault that she was born into a family with a head? Definitely not.
But does Neji really dare to say that he has no envy, jealousy or hatred towards Hinata
Looking at Hinata's smooth forehead without any marks, Neji didn't dare to make such a promise.
When he was three years old, an ugly caged bird was carved on his forehead. From then on, his vision had an invisible blind spot, and he lost control of his own life.
Neji hated caged birds so much that he always covered his forehead with cloth to hide the ugly caged bird curse seal.
Hinata is now three years old, and because she is from the main family, she is still the same as before.
"No." Neji said after a moment of silence.
At this moment, Neji's father was not forced to death by Kumogakure and was still alive and well, so he was not so extreme and would not hate Hinata to that extent.
Hinata heaved a sigh of relief after hearing what Neji said. She whispered again, "Then why do you seem to be deliberately distancing yourself from me, Neji..."
Neji fell into deep thought. Was his expression so obvious that even Hinata could see it? Perhaps the dissatisfaction in his heart was greater than he thought.
This was actually what Neji was thinking, because the only person Hinata could talk to was her cousin, Neji, and now that he had lost even this one person, it would be impossible for Hinata not to notice it.
"I'm just training hard." Neji made an excuse.
The atmosphere fell into silence again. Hinata didn't know how to respond, and Neji didn't know how to face Hinata.
"If Naruto-kun was here, what would he do?" Hinata tried to think from Naruto's perspective.
She imagined that if it was Naruto, he would probably...
"Ningci, please teach me the gentle fist." Naruto looked at Neci seriously.
"Your soft fist is so powerful. With your help, I will definitely be able to reach the requirement in a month."
Thinking of this, Hinata suddenly smiled. She felt that if it were Naruto, he would do the same, even though Neji had shown alienation a year ago.
Naruto is the kind of person who doesn't care about the atmosphere, or rather, he is the kind of person who will change the atmosphere.
"Brother Neji, can I ask you for advice on the gentle fist in the future?" Hinata asked courageously.
She really wanted to meet her father's requirements so that she wouldn't have to be locked up at home.
"You can when I have time." Neji said calmly.
"Thank you." Hinata clenched her fists, feeling victorious, and was very grateful to Naruto in her heart.
Neji did not respond to Hinata, but continued to practice.
…
Obito went to the village whose address was given by Hayakawa Kaku and found the old man who provided the information.
"Hello, sir. I would like to ask if a child of Kinoshita Tsukasa was lost here a long time ago." Obito, disguised as an ordinary person, asked the old man.
"What Kinoshita?" The old man looked at Obito with a puzzled look.
Obito narrowed his eyes, confirmed again that he had found the right person, and then continued to ask: "It's the child named Kinoshita Tsukasa."
"What Si?" The old man instantly forgot the last name he had just said.
Obito: …
At this moment, Obito suddenly thought of something. He took out a stack of gray-green banknotes from his ninja tool bag and handed it to the old man.
"I'm asking you if a child of Kinoshita Tsukasa has gone missing here before." Obito asked again.
The old man took the banknote, and it was as if his Ren and Du meridians were opened all of a sudden. He heard clearly what Obito said in an instant.
"Oh, it's the kid Kinoshita Tsukasa. That happened more than 30 years ago. Before he disappeared, the kid had stolen my melons. I didn't expect him to disappear in the blink of an eye." The old man shook his head and sighed.
Afterwards, Obito asked again about his family, or whether anyone who looked like Kinoshita Tsukasa had returned.
However, Obito didn't get the answer he wanted.
Although he was prepared, Obito still felt a little disappointed.
Maybe because Obito gave too much, the old man not only told Obito what he asked, but also talked about other things.
"Times are getting better now. Twenty or thirty years ago, the Kingdom of Rivers was in chaos. It was very common for children to get lost. Life was hard. Not only did people lose their children, but there were also people selling their children."
"Were there many people missing more than 30 years ago?" Obito asked tentatively.
"Yes, there are a lot. Not to mention more than 30 years ago, it was like this more than 20 years ago, and it is still like this now," the old man replied.
Obito fell into deep thought, and he thought of a possibility.
Perhaps, the organization that Kinoshita Tsukasa and the Sand Village attacker belong to may be training them to be assassins by kidnapping children.
If this is the case, then it is definitely not a simple human trafficking, but one with only money in and no money out.
Obito thought he could investigate in this direction.
Although he didn't get the clues he wanted, he had some ideas. Obito quickly said goodbye to the old man and rushed to the Gold Organization.
"I don't know if this kid Kinoshita Tsukasa has offended anyone outside. So many people come to ask about it." The old man looked at Obito's back and felt a little strange.
Normally there are few outsiders visiting their small mountain village, but now so many people have come because of a child who disappeared more than 30 years ago.
"But fortunately, their whole family is gone, otherwise I don’t know what kind of trouble we would have." The old man shook his head.
After returning to the Kin Organization, Obito asked Hayakawa Kaku to start investigating the hidden ninja organizations in the Kawa Country, including those that had kidnapped children.
The Kin Organization is indeed a local snake. Hayakawa Kaku didn't let Obito wait for long and quickly brought the information.
"In fact, many ninja organizations are training children to become their death squads." Hayakawa Kaku said after handing the information to Obito.
That is indeed the case, because the Hope Organization was like this before, but they did not kidnap, but took in war orphans, and they did not train assassins who only knew how to kill.
Obito nodded and took the information. There were more than ten ninja organizations in the information, which was also related to the national conditions of the country of Kawa no Kuni. Ninja organizations were rampant.
However, Obito keenly noticed one thing: one of the organizations had no name and was marked with the word "doubtful".
Obito told Hayakawa Kaku about his doubts.
"Oh, it's this nameless organization." Hayakawa Kaku said after thinking for a while.
"We are not sure whether this organization really exists, because it is extremely low-key. We have hardly seen any actions or commissions. It has no reputation in the ninja world of River Country, so we suspect that it may have collapsed."
In Hayakawa Kaku's opinion, this nameless organization was undoubtedly very strange.
First of all, what is the purpose of creating a ninja organization? Some people do it to make a lot of money, and some people do it for status. Those are pretty much the two answers.
But the prerequisite for obtaining these two is that the organization must have a certain degree of fame, at least within the circle. If you are not well-known, who will ask you to do things? If no one asks you to do things, where will the money come from
Even if it is a ninja organization like the Hope Organization that sells ninja tools, it still has to make a name for itself with quality, so that others will know that the ninja tools produced by the Hope Organization are good when they see them.
If Akatsuki wants to monopolize war commissions from small countries, it must have a certain degree of fame.
And this nameless organization doesn’t even have a name. Even some ninja organizations with only a few people have their own names.
No commission, no name, what's the point
Hayakawa Kaku told Obito what he knew.
After listening to this, Obito fell into deep thought. He and Hayakawa Kaku thought in a different direction.
Hayakawa Kaku would think from the perspective of money and status, but Obito knows that there is a kind of people in this world who do not care about money, fame or fortune, they just want to fulfill their dreams and will do anything for it.
Because that's who he is.
"Please keep a close eye on this nameless organization for me." said Obito.
Since the Gold Organization had no information about the personnel at the base of this organization, and only had some information marked as questionable, Obito could not investigate it now. He could only start investigating other organizations from the information.
Hayakawa Kaku nodded, indicating that there was no problem.