《Reborn in Konoha; I Think I’m Cultivating Immortality》 Chapter 1: Photosynthesis? No, This Is Cultivation! Chapter 1: Photosynthesis? No, This Is Cultivation! Year 16 of Konoha, Land of Fire, Hidden Leaf Vige. It was nighttime. The silver moon hung high, apanied by a sky full of stars. The soft moonlight cascaded from above, bathing the quiet vige of Konoha in a serene glow. The gentle lights from the houses gave the tranquil vige a warm,forting atmosphere. In one corner of the vige, near the edge of the forest, stood a small wooden house. On top of the housey a young boy, staring quietly up at the sky. He had delicate features,rge, bright eyes, soft hair, and porcin-like skin that glowed under the moonlight. His small body seemed to emit a faint radiance, making him look not only exquisitely cute but also, otherworldly and sacred. This was undoubtedly a very beautiful child. This six-year-old boy¡¯s name was Mochizuki Hui, thest member of the Mochizuki n in Konoha Vige. However, Mochizuki Hui wasn¡¯t originally from the world of Naruto, or at least, his soul wasn¡¯t. He was a transmigrator, having crossed over from a certain blue. His previous life¡ well, there wasn¡¯t much to talk about. A genius cut down in his prime, dead at a young age. Afflicted with an incurable disease, with no treatment avable. All in all, his past life was rather dull and unremarkable, with nothing worth remembering. But in this new life, Mochizuki Hui was certain that his experiences would be anything but ordinary. The reason for his confidence in leading an extraordinary and brilliant life in the world of Naruto was clear. As everyone knows, the world of Naruto is filled with powerful cheats (Kekkei Genkai) and overpowered techniques. Without some form of cheat, surviving in this world was no easy feat. In this world, intelligence determines your baseline strength, while cheats set your upper limits. As a transmigrator, Mochizuki Hui, with his modern mind, had no doubts about his intelligence. And when it came to cheats? He certainly had one. Mochizuki Hui¡¯s cheat wasn¡¯t some sort of system; it originated from his own body, from a special kind of energy within him. In the world of Naruto, people''s power typicallyes from chakra and natural energy. However, Mochizuki Hui¡¯s body was unique. He possessed a special energy that he called Primordial Qi (Yuan Qi). The power of Primordial Qiy in its ability to assimte and evolve. This energy could absorb all forms of external energy, converting them into Primordial Qi, and in turn, it could transform Primordial Qi into any other type of energy. Primordial Qi seemed to be the fundamental substance that created andposed all things in the universe. It could form different basic particles, which could thenbine into various materials. In the human body, Primordial Qi could strengthen and activate cells, granting the body greater potential for growth and even allowing it to break through its own limitations, evolving into a higher life form. In the Naruto world, the Ten-Tails was powerful enough, being a collection of all the world¡¯s chakra. Given enough time, Mochizuki Hui could also grow into a simr entity¡ªa collection of chakra, or even natural energy, sage chakra, or any other form of energy. The Otsutsuki n¡¯s bodies were certainly strong, far beyond the level of ordinary humans. But with enough time, Mochizuki Hui¡¯s life form could surpass even the Otsutsuki, gaining even greater power. This was the potential that Primordial Qi granted him. The only catch was that this growth process took some time. Nevertheless, at just six years old, Mochizuki Hui¡¯s body, having already been transformed by Primordial Qi, was no weaker than that of a fully grown ordinary adult. In terms of strength, speed, and reaction time, he far surpassed his peers and even most average adults. Additionally, during these six years, his body¡¯s evolution had granted him powerful abilities, such as his eyesight. At this moment, Mochizuki Hui¡¯s vision wasparable to a two-tomoe Sharingan, giving him incredibly sharp dynamic vision and the ability to capture details in motion. So, despite his young age, Mochizuki Hui¡¯s strength was by no means weak. However, he kept a low profile. In his daily life, he presented himself as an average child, performing on par with his peers. In fact, because he hadn¡¯t extracted any chakra, he scored a zero in any ninjutsu-rted exams at the academy. This meant he might not be able to graduate from the Ninja Academy like a normal student. The reason for this wasn¡¯t for show, but simply because it wasn¡¯t necessary. Chakra and Primordial Qi were on entirely different levels. Extracting chakra from his body right now would be a waste. The ninjutsu he could currently learn was too basic¡ªjust the fundamental three techniques (Transformation Jutsu, Clone Jutsu, and Substitution Jutsu). Using these wouldn¡¯t enhance his strength in any meaningful way. He¡¯d rather wait until he could ess more powerful jutsu or simply use sage chakra when the time came. ¡°Yep, I definitely prefer moonlight to sunlight!¡± Mochizuki Hui mutteredfortably, his childish voice surprisingly pleasant. He could absorb all forms of energy into his body, where the Primordial Qi would assimte it, converting it into more Primordial Qi. However, this process took time. The moreplex the energy, the slower the assimtion and conversion. This world contained many forms of energy, some simple, someplex. Absorbing everything at once would be inefficient. Moreover, his body¡¯s ability to absorb energy depended on its strength. The stronger his body became, the more energy he could absorb. Over the past six years, Mochizuki Hui had carefully chosen only one type of energy to assimte from the vast array of energies he could sense. That energy was light. He spent three years assimting light energy, and for the next three years, he had been constantly absorbing light, transforming it into Primordial Qi to aid in his body¡¯s growth. It was almost like a form of photosynthesis. But Mochizuki Hui preferred to call this process cultivation. Chapter 2: Graduating Early Chapter 2: Graduating Early A new day dawned as the sun rose on schedule. Mochizuki Hui strolled leisurely through the vige, surrounded by several girls his age. Although his strength was nothing special, his looks more than made up for it. The title of "Most Handsome Boy at the Ninja Academy" wasn¡¯t just for show. ¡°Hui-kun, I made this breakfast especially for you. Please, you must take it!¡± ¡°Hui-kun, how about having the lunch I prepared for you today?¡± ¡°Hui-kun, mine! Eat mine!¡± ¡°Hmph, mine is the best!¡± Several girls chattered around him, all vying for the chance to have Mochizuki Hui eat the food they had made. This scene made Jiraiya, who happened to pass by, turn blue with envy. Standing in the distance, he shouted in frustration, ¡°Damn it! Mochizuki Hui isn¡¯t even as handsome as me! Why do all the girls like him?!¡± Hearing Jiraiya¡¯s outburst, a student walking by nced at Jiraiya, then at Hui in the distance, rolled his eyes, and walked off. Jiraiya: ¡°¡¡± ¡°You brat, what¡¯s that supposed to mean?!¡± Jiraiya roared, startling the student, who quickly blended into the crowd, leaving Jiraiya fuming alone. Unfortunately, Mochizuki Hui missed the scene, or he would haveughed about it all morning. With a group of girls in tow, Mochizuki Hui reluctantly made his way to the Ninja Academy. There was no helping it. While he¡¯d love to attract people with his skills, his face simply wouldn¡¯t allow him to. As soon as he arrived at the academy, another wave of excited screams from the girls greeted him, leaving him with a headache. Quickly, he hurried to his ssroom just as the bell rang. He had timed it perfectly, allowing him to avoid being swarmed by the girls in his ss. Sitting down in his seat, he breathed a small sigh of relief and prepared to engage in his daily routine. Spacing out¡ ss? Please, he had learned everything already ages ago. ¡°Ahem, ahem! Alright, I have an important announcement today.¡± At that moment, their homeroom teacher, Mr. Ota, spoke up in a serious tone. Looking at the curious expressions of the children, his heart softened, but outwardly, he maintained his stern demeanor as he said, ¡°The vige has decided that exceptional students from the non-graduating sses will be allowed to participate in this year¡¯s graduation exam. Are there any students from our ss who wish to sign up?¡± The room fell silent before erupting into chaos. Mochizuki Hui¡¯s expression grew serious. What was bound to happen had finallye. Due to the ongoing First Great Ninja War, the conflict between the viges had reached a critical stage, and arge number of ninjas were needed. Talented students were being selected early to be sent to the battlefield or to assist with logistics. Because of this, Tsunade, Orochimaru, and Jiraiya¡ªwho were also in the same year as Hui¡ªwould graduate at the age of six from the Ninja Academy. ¡°Teacher, I want to sign up.¡± Mochizuki Hui raised his hand and spoke loudly, causing the ssroom to fall silent once more. Everyone froze, even Mr. Ota was surprised by Hui¡¯s sudden request. Frowning, Mr. Ota sternly replied, ¡°Hui, this is for the top students in the ss. You should stay in school where it¡¯s safe. Your strength isn¡¯t enough to handle this.¡± Truth be told, Mr. Ota had a soft spot for the delicate-looking boy and didn¡¯t want him to be cannon fodder on the battlefield. ¡°Yeah, Hui, you shouldn¡¯t sign up.¡± ¡°Hui-kun is so handsome!¡± ¡°Ahhh, I love him even more!¡± A few of the girls looked at Hui with stars in their eyes. No matter his strength, the fact that he had volunteered to graduate early only made him more charming in their eyes. ¡°Teacher, I think my strength is decent enough. Besides, just because I sign up doesn¡¯t mean I¡¯ll pass. Let me give it a try,¡± Mochizuki Hui said as he looked Mr. Ota directly in the eyes, his gaze clear and resolute. Seeing the determination in Hui¡¯s eyes, Mr. Ota felt a strange sense of conviction stir within him. He couldn¡¯t help but ask, ¡°Then tell me, why do you want to sign up?¡± Hearing this, Hui responded earnestly, ¡°I believe the vige needs me right now. Even though my strength may be insignificant, I trust that when many small forcese together, they can form a powerful shield to protect our vige.¡± Mr. Ota was momentarily stunned by his words. He stood in silence for a few moments, staring into Hui¡¯s eyes before he finally sighed and spoke, ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll submit your name. Think of it as a chance to see the skills of the graduating ss.¡± Upon hearing this, a soft, confident smile appeared on Mochizuki Hui¡¯s face as he thanked Mr. Ota and returned to his seat. ¡°So cool, Hui-kun!!!¡± ¡°Ahhhh, I love him so much!¡± ¡°I want to sign up too! I want to graduate with Hui-kun!¡± Hui¡¯s bold decision had already made him look cool, but his earlier words pushed the girls over the edge, making them scream in admiration. The boys in the ss, however, were less impressed, their faces twitching withplicated emotions¡ªpart admiration, but mostly frustration. Mochizuki Hui, you¡¯re making the rest of us look bad! They couldn¡¯t help but curse themselves for noting up with such cool words. ¡°Pfft, he¡¯s just showing off. Wait until the seniors in the graduation ss beat him to a pulp!¡± one boy muttered bitterly. He was especially annoyed when he noticed that the girl he had a crush on was also looking at Hui with stars in her eyes. This imbnce in attention only made him more agitated. Meanwhile, Mochizuki Hui, having signed up, returned to his usual routine¡ªdaydreaming. To be honest, he wasn¡¯t particrly excited about graduating early. Why would he rush? The Ninja Academy was peaceful. Every day he got free meals, and during ss, he could zone out and rx. If possible, Mochizuki Hui would have preferred to stay in the academy for a few more years, ying the part of an ordinary student, living as a civilian until he had grown powerful enough to dominate before revealing himself. But unfortunately, that little troublemaker Tsunade wouldn¡¯t be staying in the academy with him. Thinking of Tsunade, Hui felt a headacheing on. During the Warring States period, the Mochizuki n had been a subordinate n to the Senju, their loyal followers. In the First Great Ninja War, the entire Mochizuki n had been wiped out, leaving only Mochizuki Hui behind. The Senju couldn¡¯t just let him fend for himself, so they took him in. Until he turned five, Mochizuki Hui lived in the Senju n¡¯spound. That¡¯s why he and Tsunade had grown up as childhood friends. In fact, Tsunade had even said more than once that she would marry him when they were older. ¡°Sigh¡ Even though I know Tsunade won¡¯t have any real problems in the future, I can¡¯t help but feel a little worried.¡± Chapter 3: The Graduation Exam Chapter 3: The Graduation Exam Mochizuki Hui''s decision to sign up for early graduation spread quickly throughout the entire Ninja Academy. For the girls, this made him even more charming and admirable, but they couldn¡¯t help feeling worried for him at the same time. The boys, however, were different¡ªthey were all eagerly waiting to see him fail. Some older students and those in the graduating ss even stated that if they ended up facing Mochizuki Hui in the exam, they¡¯d be sure to teach him a lesson. After all, with his good looks, Mochizuki Hui had be the enemy of all the boys at school. Mochizuki Hui¡¯s reason for signing up, the statement he made about helping the vige, also spread across Konoha that very same day. This caught the attention of many higher-ups in the vige. However, after learning about his limited talent and potential, their interest turned into regret. What a pity. Such a bright, self-aware child, but with such little potential as a ninja. And so, the matter didn¡¯t cause much of a stir. It was just a brief topic of conversation before fading from people¡¯s minds. That night, Mochizuki Hui once againy on his rooftop, watching the stars. At one point, he sensed a presence approaching. ¡°Mochizuki Hui, you''ve really done it this time. How dare you sign up for early graduation with your strength!¡± A young yet familiar voice rang out from a distance. Soon after, a small figure leapt through the air,nding next to Mochizuki Hui. It was a six-year-old girl with golden hair tied into a high ponytail. She stood with her hands on her hips, ring down at him, clearly upset. The little girl was Tsunade. Though they had been in a cold war, after hearing from her family that Mochizuki Hui had signed up for early graduation, she couldn¡¯t help bute to find him. Seeing her, Mochizuki Hui grinned. Sitting up, he reached out and yfully pinched Tsunade¡¯s cheek. ¡°I¡¯m doing this to protect you, of course. I bet you signed up too, didn¡¯t you?¡± His delicate features, sincere and gentle gaze, and affectionate look in his eyes immediately melted away Tsunade¡¯s frustration. ¡°Stop it! Don¡¯t pinch my face; it¡¯ll make me look chubby!¡± She muttered in protest but sat down beside him on the rooftop, leaning against him without saying another word. Wrapping her arms around his, she rested her head on his shoulder. Having grown up together, Tsunade knew that this was how Mochizuki Hui liked to spend time¡ªjust sitting quietly with him was more than enough for him. As for the early graduation issue, Tsunade understood that once Mochizuki Hui made a decision, he rarely changed his mind. She also wasn¡¯t worried about him passing the exam, because, in her mind, he was bound to fail. She had no idea about his true strength. After a long while, Mochizuki Hui nced at Tsunade, who had fallen asleep leaning against him, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips. He released a warm energy from within his body¡ªlike theforting warmth of the rising sun¡ªthat flowed into Tsunade, nourishing her body. Additionally, the energy acted like a nket, gently covering her to keep her warm. Under the night sky, the two small figures sat nestled together on the rooftop, while the soft light from the house below kept thempany throughout the night. Time passed, and before long, the day of the graduation exam had arrived. Mochizuki Hui made his way to the designated exam location¡ªa familiar ce. The training ground... a location that appeared frequently in Narutofanfictions. When he arrived, about a dozen other people had already gathered. Two of them were adults, both wearing the standard ninja vests of Konoha, and both were Chunin. There were also fourteen young students, around ten years old or so, who were supposed to graduate in one or two years but had signed up for early graduation. Finally, there was a white-haired boy standing in the crowd, lookingpletely lost. Among the group, Mochizuki Hui didn¡¯t see Tsunade or Orochimaru. After a brief thought, he realized that their exams were probably being held separately. After all, both Tsunade and Orochimaru were rare geniuses. Coupled with Tsunade¡¯s special background, they had long caught the attention of the vige¡¯s higher-ups. At that moment, Jiraiya, who had been standing clueless among the crowd, noticed Mochizuki Hui¡¯s arrival. His eyes lit up, and he ran over with an eager grin on his face. ¡°Mochizuki Hui, huh? I thought you¡¯d chickened out and wouldn¡¯t show up for the exam!¡± Though Jiraiya¡¯s words were sharp, Mochizuki Hui could tell from his excited bodynguage that Jiraiya was simply relieved to find someone he knew in the group. Among their cohort, apart from Tsunade and Orochimaru¡ªwho were likely being privately tested¡ªonly he and Jiraiya had signed up for early graduation. ¡°Hmph! I can¡¯t wait to teach Mochizuki Hui a lesson!¡± one boy grumbled. ¡°That jerk stole my sister¡¯s heart. Don¡¯t any of you stop meter¡ªI¡¯m going to beat him senseless!¡± another boy snarled. ¡°I¡¯ll make sure Mochizuki Hui learns that being good-looking means nothing in the face of real strength!¡± someone else muttered under his breath. Mochizuki Hui¡¯s arrival caused a stir among the gathered students. ¡°Quiet!¡± a stern voice called out, immediately silencing the crowd. It was one of the Chunin. After gaining everyone¡¯s attention, he scanned the group, instantly turning the mood in the training ground more serious. After a few moments of silence, the Chunin finally spoke, ¡°First of all, wee to the early graduation exam. I am your proctor, Oden Yutian.¡± ¡°By signing up for this exam, you¡¯ve shown that you have confidence in yourselves.¡± ¡°But confidence alone isn¡¯t enough. If you want to graduate, you need strength.¡± ¡°Your strength alone isn¡¯t enough either. If you want to graduate, you must prove it to the vige.¡± His words made the already tense atmosphere even more solemn. The gathered students listened in silence, not daring to breathe too loudly. Satisfied with the response, Oden Yutian continued, ¡°Now, I will exin the rules of the exam. Pay close attention¡ªI will only exin them once.¡± Chapter 4: The Prey? Chapter 4: The Prey? ¡°This exam will be abat assessment. ¡°There are sixteen of you. I will have you draw lots to divide into six groups. Those who draw the same number will form a group. ¡°However, the one who draws number six will form a group alone. ¡°Thebat location will be the small forest behind us. Each group will receive a forehead protector when entering the forest. One hour from now, the groups that return here with three or more forehead protectors will pass the exam. ¡°Now then, go ahead and draw your lots.¡± As Oden Yutian finished speaking, a collective gasp echoed through the group. This format was brutal. At least two-thirds of the participants would be eliminated by the end of the exam. ¡°Come here and draw your lots,¡± called the other Chunin. The examinees rushed over to take a numbered slip of paper from his hand. ¡°I¡¯m number one! Whoever else got one,e over here!¡± ¡°We¡¯re number four. Who¡¯s thest one with number four? Hurry and join us!¡± As the group bustled about, everyone quickly found their teammates. Except for Mochizuki Hui, he remained still. He nced meaningfully at the expressionless Chunin holding the slips of paper, then walked over to take thest one. Opening it, he wasn¡¯t surprised. The number on his slip was ¡°6.¡± Mochizuki Hui would be in a group of one. He rolled his eyes. The Chunin distributing the slips was someone he knew, a member of the Senju n named Senju Seimoku. Clearly, this lottery had been rigged! And the reason? Likely at the request of a certain Senju family youngdy¡ªto make sure Mochizuki Hui wouldn¡¯t graduate. As themotion settled, the sixteen participants were divided into six groups. Fifteen of them eyed Mochizuki Hui, standing alone, with a mix of expressions¡ªsome calcting, some eager. Everyone knew Mochizuki Hui¡¯s reputation. Out of everyone present, he was considered the weakest. Well, slightly better than Jiraiya, who had the lowest ranking. But just barely. Everyone here believed they could easily defeat Mochizuki Hui. And now, on top of his supposed weakness, he was in a solo group. ording to the rules, to pass the exam, you needed to defeat at least one group to gather enough forehead protectors. In an ideal situation, that group would have already defeated another, holding at least two forehead protectors in addition to their own. In reality, most teams would need to defeat two other groups to meet the requirement. Defeating a full team of three, especially ones with the strongest members like Jiraiya¡¯s team, wasn¡¯t an easy task. But stealing a forehead protector from Mochizuki Hui, who was alone? That would be simple. No, it would be effortless. From that moment, Mochizuki Hui became the prime target¡ªthe perfect prey. After handing out the forehead protectors to the groups, Oden Yutian announced, ¡°Thebat exam begins now.¡± With that, the five three-man teams darted into the forest to find hiding spots. Along with them, five shadows silently slipped into the woods as well. Outside the forest, Mochizuki Hui caught sight of Senju Seimoku, who was smirking at him. He rolled his eyes again before turning and walking into the forest. He didn¡¯t hurry. Instead, he strolled leisurely as though he were enjoying a peaceful walk in the woods, rather than participating in a brutal survival exam. Watching him disappear into the trees, Oden Yutian turned to Senju Seimoku. ¡°You rigged the lottery, didn¡¯t you?¡± Senju Seimoku immediately retorted, ¡°What? Of course not! I¡¯d never do that! Stop with the wild usations!¡± Oden Yutian raised an eyebrow but didn¡¯t press the matter. Inwardly, though, he couldn¡¯t help but sigh. Meanwhile, as Mochizuki Hui entered the forest, he immediately sensed several gazes tracking him. As expected, many had already considered him prey. Well, as the supposed ¡°second weakest¡± participant, and in a solo group, it made sense that everyone would view him as the perfect target. But who exactly was the prey here? That was yet to be determined. As he walked deeper into the forest, Mochizuki Hui¡¯s eyes narrowed slightly. He noticed subtle movements in the surrounding trees, and the faint sound of rustling leaves reached his ears. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. Couldn¡¯t wait, could they? Impatient fools. Let the hunt begin, then! For a brief moment, a sh of light seemed to flicker in Mochizuki Hui¡¯s dark eyes. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! The sound of shuriken cutting through the air echoed as a barrage of them flew at Mochizuki Hui from three directions. At the same time, three boys charged out from different angles, kunai in hand. The three of them formed a triangle around him. They didn¡¯t think any traps or borate strategies were necessary¡ªthey just needed to surround and kill him outright. After all, in their eyes, Mochizuki Hui was so weak that even one of them alone could easily defeat him. The fact that all three were attacking together seemed like overkill. Unfortunately for them, they had no idea how powerful Mochizuki Hui truly was. ng! ng! ng! With lightning speed, Mochizuki Hui threw a few shuriken of his own, deflecting the iing projectiles from the front. He didn¡¯t bother with the shurikening from the other two directions¡ªthey weren¡¯t going to hit him anyway. Instead, he rushed forward, his target the boy charging from the front. The boy, surprised by Mochizuki Hui¡¯s precise and powerful deflections, felt a hint of doubt. But quickly dismissed it. Seeing Mochizuki Hui rushing at him, he smirked. He¡¯s dead. Mochizuki Hui was only six years old, while this boy was eleven. Their physical strength wasn¡¯t even in the same league! For Mochizuki Hui to engage him in closebat was nothing short of foolish. The two closed in on each other quickly. Mochizuki Hui swung his fist with an odd angle, forcing the boy¡¯s eyes to widen in surprise. Before he could react, Mochizuki Hui¡¯s punch had already slipped past his attempted block andnded squarely on his face. The boy¡¯s eyes went wide with shock as the punch sent him crashing to the ground, unconscious. One punch¡ªinstant defeat. Chapter 5: You’re Not Afraid, Are You? Chapter 5: You¡¯re Not Afraid, Are You? The sudden turn of events shocked the remaining two boys from the group. They couldn¡¯t believe what they had just witnessed. Wasn¡¯t Mochizuki Hui supposed to be the one knocked out with a single punch? But the two boys had no time to dwell on their disbelief, as eight shuriken flew from Mochizuki Hui¡¯s hands, curving through the air with a sharp whistling sound, aimed straight at them. The deadly speed and the piercing sound of the shuriken made the boys¡¯ faces pale. Despite how absurd it seemed, they instinctively tried to dodge. Unfortunately for one of the boys, just as he rolled to avoid the shuriken, Mochizuki Hui was already upon him. As the boy got to his feet, Mochizuki Hui delivered a powerful kick, sending him crashing into a tree, instantly knocking him out. The remaining boy''s face twisted in fear. He had never expected the "prey" they were hunting to be such a terrifying and powerful predator. Seeing Mochizuki Hui charging at him, he turned and fled without hesitation. However, he was no match for Mochizuki Hui''s speed. In a few swift strides, Hui caught up and knocked him out with a single punch. It all happened in the blink of an eye. From the moment the three boys attempted to surround Mochizuki Hui to the moment he effortlessly defeated them, less than twenty seconds had passed. And that was only because Mochizuki Hui had intentionally slowed himself down to enjoy the game. If he hadn¡¯t, it would¡¯ve ended even sooner. After searching the unconscious trio, Mochizuki Hui retrieved their forehead protectors. A smile curled across his lips as he raised the two forehead protectors high above his head and shouted loudly: ¡°If you want these two forehead protectors,e and get them! Don¡¯t worry about someone else swooping in to steal them¡ªyou can all work together. ¡°Beat me, and you can decide among yourselves how to divide the spoils. ¡°Come on! Defeat me, and you¡¯ll graduate! Or are you afraid? ¡°If so, that¡¯s pretty disappointing.¡± His voice echoed through the forest, the words carrying an air of arrogance. The other participants, mostly eleven- or twelve-year-olds, were at that impulsive age where they were easily provoked. Hearing Mochizuki Hui¡¯s taunting, many of them couldn¡¯t help but feel a surge of anger. ¡°I can¡¯t stand it anymore! Let¡¯s get him, all of us together!¡± Finally, someone lost his patience and leaped down from a tree. ¡°Yeah, let¡¯s all attack at once!¡± With one boy leading the charge, others quickly followed suit. In moments, nine more boys jumped down from the trees, surrounding Mochizuki Hui in a tight circle. ¡°Mochizuki Hui, you may have been hiding your strength, but you¡¯re way too arrogant. Since you want us to work together, we¡¯ll grant your wish.¡± One of the boys spoke, his voice firm. Though he had been surprised by Mochizuki Hui¡¯s earlier disy of power, it wasn¡¯t enough to scare him off. After all, the three boys that Mochizuki Hui had defeated were from the weaker half of their group. If they hadn¡¯t been, they wouldn¡¯t have been the first to rush after Hui when everyone else had hesitated. Mochizuki Hui nced around at the nine boys, a faint sense of regret in his voice. ¡°Nine people, three teams. What a pity. There¡¯s still one group hiding.¡± It wasn¡¯t that he feared these boys. He was just disappointed that three others were still hiding, meaning he¡¯d have to waste time tracking them downter. ¡°You bastard!¡± One of the boys, unable to bear Hui¡¯s arrogant attitude, charged forward, kunai in hand. But before he could get far, his teammate pulled him back. ¡°Don¡¯t attack alone. We need to do this together!¡± His teammate¡¯s words were sensible. After all, this wasn¡¯t just about defeating Mochizuki Hui and taking his two forehead protectors. The most important thing was what would happen next¡ªonce they had the protectors, the groups would have to fight among themselves to decide who got to keep them. They couldn¡¯t afford to lose members during the attack on Hui. Understanding this, the others nodded and drew their shuriken, throwing them all at once. A barrage of shuriken flew toward Mochizuki Hui from every direction, blocking off all possible escape routes. But once again, they underestimated him. With his dynamic vision, which rivaled that of a two-tomoe Sharingan, Mochizuki Hui¡¯s ability to perceive his surroundings was incredible. The moment the shuriken left their hands, he had already found the optimal path to evade the attack. Mochizuki Hui sprang into action, moving with lightning speed. With a series of swift flips and dodges, he weaved through the rain of shuriken, quickly closing the distance between himself and one of the teams. The three boys from that team were startled but immediately raised their kunai to defend themselves. Seeing this, the remaining six boys abandoned their long-range attacks and rushed in, hoping to overwhelm Hui with sheer numbers. ng! Thud! Mochizuki Hui effortlessly deflected their attacks with his own kunai and followed up with a swift kick to one boy¡¯s stomach, knocking him out instantly. At the same moment, he twisted his body, grabbed another boy¡¯s wrist as the boy tried to stab him, and delivered a sharp elbow to the boy¡¯s head, knocking him unconscious as well. Without missing a beat, Mochizuki Hui leaped into the air and hurled several shuriken at the remaining seven boys. While they were busy deflecting the iing projectiles, hended and rushed at another boy, taking him out with a single punch. In less than an instant, three of the boys were already down. This disy of speed and power terrified the remaining six boys. They had seriously underestimated Mochizuki Hui¡¯s strength. But Hui wasn¡¯t about to give them a chance to recover. Heunched himself at the nearest boy, his superior strength making it feel like a grown man beating up children. Bam! Bam! Bam! One after another, the boys fell to the ground, unable to keep up with Mochizuki Hui¡¯s relentless assault. In under ten seconds, all six were defeated. Nine boysy scattered on the ground¡ªsome unconscious, others groaning in pain, clutching their stomachs. None of them were left standing. ¡°Well, now it¡¯s just Jiraiya¡¯s group. Let¡¯s wrap this up quickly.¡± Mochizuki Hui muttered to himself as he gathered the forehead protectors from the fallen teams. Chapter 6: The Final Group Chapter 6: The Final Group After speaking, Mochizuki Hui nced meaningfully at a few trees around him before walking away. As soon as he left, four shadows emerged from behind the trees, looking in the direction he had gone with expressions of shock. Each of these figures wore white animal masks and ck hooded cloaks¡ªobviously, they were members of the Anbu. The reason these Anbu were present was to ensure the safety of the children. After all, this was a realbat exam, and if things got out of hand, causing serious injury or death, it would have dire consequences. "Everyone underestimated you, Mochizuki Hui," one Anbu member murmured to himself. The others remained silent, all equally astonished by the boy''s abilities. Meanwhile, after dealing with the four teams, Mochizuki Hui made his way directly toward the exit of the small forest. Thanks to his ability to absorb and sense various forms of energy, he knew exactly where Jiraiya¡¯s group was hiding, despite their best efforts to stay concealed. There were different strategies for passing this kind of exam and securing forehead protectors from other teams. The first type of team would actively search for other groups, aiming to defeat them and steal their forehead protectors in an open fight. The second type would hide within the forest, setting traps and waiting for those aggressive teams to fall right into them. The third type was the most cunning: they would quickly enter the forest, sneak back to the exit, and set up traps there, waiting for the victors of the other teams toe to them. It was a strategy of lying in wait to ambush the final survivors. After all, one of the exam''s requirements was to return to the training ground with the forehead protectors. To do that, everyone would need to pass through the exit. So waiting by the exit was often the best n. However, this strategy had a downside: if the victors from within the forest were too strong and had gathered all the forehead protectors, the teams waiting at the exit could end up as easy targets. When Jiraiya¡¯s team saw Mochizuki Hui slowly walking back from the depths of the forest, their first thought was that he had been defeated and had lost his forehead protector to another group, eliminating him from the exam. But when they noticed that he was carrying several forehead protectors in his hands, their eyes widened in disbelief. They exchanged confused nces, utterly baffled. ¡°What¡¯s going on? How does Mochizuki Hui have so many forehead protectors?!¡± ¡°No idea! Did the other teams all take each other out, and he just got lucky?¡± ¡°How could that even happen? Do you even hear yourself?¡± ¡°Well, then what do you think happened?!¡± ¡°Uh¡ I don¡¯t know¡¡± Their silent exchange of nces conveyed the unspoken conversation between them. Mochizuki Hui, though fully aware of their hiding spot, pretended to be oblivious and continued walking casually toward the exit of the forest. At one point, he stepped on a thin wire, snapping it. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Immediately, dozens of shuriken and kunai shot out from the leaves of the trees on both sides of him. Above, arge fell swiftly toward him. This was the trap that Jiraiya''s team had meticulously set up, with the thin wire acting as the trigger. In the face of such dangers from both sides and above, most people¡¯s instinctive reaction would be to dodge either forward or backwards. And Mochizuki Hui chose to leap backwards. Whether he moved forward or backward, there were traps waiting for him in both directions. He knew this, but he deliberately moved backward¡ªbecause Jiraiya¡¯s team was lying in wait behind him. ¡°Got him!¡± As Mochizuki Hui leapt into the air, seemingly with no ce to evade, Jiraiya appeared first, swiftly throwing several shuriken at the airborne target. At the same time, the two other boys on Jiraiya¡¯s team emerged from the sides, kunai in hand, rushing toward Mochizuki Hui to finish him off the moment hended. These two were considered the strongest out of all the participants in the exam. They were confident that, with their carefullyid trap, no matter which team they faced, they could eliminate at least one member. Once they took down one, the remaining two could handle the rest. Unfortunately for them, they had no idea how powerful Mochizuki Hui truly was. They were about to find out the hard way. Mochizuki Hui swung his kunai mid-air, deftly deflecting the shuriken aimed at him. At the same time, he had already seen through the iing attacks from the two boys. As hended, he swiftly grabbed the wrists of the two boys just as they attempted to stab him with their kunai. With a powerful tug, Mochizuki Hui yanked both boys toward each other. Bang! The two boys collided, dazed and dizzy, copsing to the ground in a heap. Stars spun in their eyes, and they were no longer capable of fighting. It was so easy. Dealing with academy students like this was child¡¯s y for Mochizuki Hui¡ªit was like an adult fighting toddlers. His strength, speed, reflexes, perception, andbat intelligence... Hepletely outssed them in every aspect. After taking down the two boys, Mochizuki Hui turned to face Jiraiya, who stood there in shock. ¡°If you don¡¯t want to get beaten up, I suggest you hand over your forehead protector,¡± Mochizuki Hui said with a smirk. He hadn¡¯t seen the forehead protectors on the three boys, so they had likely hidden them somewhere. As long as all three weren¡¯t taken out at once, there was always a chance for one of them to escape and make aeback. Mochizuki Hui had to admit, Jiraiya¡¯s teammates had excellent awareness for their age. Too bad they were up against someonepletely out of their league. Chapter 7: Oops, I Accidentally… Chapter 7: Oops, I identally¡ Jiraiya froze for a moment at Mochizuki Hui¡¯s words, but then, clenching his teeth, he shouted, ¡°Stop looking down on me!¡± With a roar, he grabbed his kunai and charged toward Mochizuki Hui. It was hard to say where he got the confidence from. Seeing this, Mochizuki Hui¡¯s lips curled into a faint smile. As soon as Jiraiya was within range, Mochizuki Hui casually threw a punch,nding it squarely on Jiraiya¡¯s stomach before he could react. The blow knocked Jiraiya to his knees instantly, clutching his stomach in pain, his eyes wide with shock. "Charging in like that takes guts," Mochizuki Hui said as he looked down at Jiraiya, his tone calm. "But without the strength to back it up, courage like that is just recklessness." He nced around, then fixed his gaze on a specific spot nearby, where a slight smile crept onto his face. Mochizuki Hui started walking toward that direction. That spot contained Jiraiya¡¯s group¡¯s forehead protectors, hidden among the bushes and rigged with traps. Jiraiya¡¯s team had prepared thoroughly, and their tactical awareness was impressive. They had tried to make the most of their limited resources and opportunities. Unfortunately, they were still too young and inexperienced. Their traps, while well-intentioned, were clumsy andcked the sophistication of a seasoned ninja¡¯s setup. Any experienced shinobi would have seen right through them. Mochizuki Hui, with his sharp intellect and keen senses, found these traps to beughably obvious¡ªlike cing a bear trap on a smooth, clean floor and expecting someone to fall for it. As he walked toward the forehead protectors, the three defeated boys, lying on the ground pretending to groan in pain, couldn¡¯t help but watch him anxiously, their eyes glued to his every move. Finally, Mochizuki Hui reached the spot. Without hesitation, he casually drove his kunai into the ground and bent down to retrieve the forehead protector hidden among the bushes. ¡°We got him!¡± Jiraiya eximed excitedly. But his sense of triumph was short-lived. His expression froze as he watched Mochizuki Hui lift the forehead protector without triggering the trap. ¡°The trap¡ why didn¡¯t it go off?!¡± Jiraiya gasped in disbelief. Hearing Jiraiya¡¯s outburst, Mochizuki Hui stopped and turned back, looking at the three stunned boys still lying on the ground. With an amused smile, he said, "If it weren¡¯t for the fact that you guys set them, with traps of this level, I¡¯d think they were designed to insult my intelligence." With that, he turned to leave. Jiraiya and his teammates were left dumbfounded, their faces turning red with embarrassment as the realization sank in. ¡°You bastard, it¡¯s not over yet!¡± Jiraiya yelled, his voice filled with frustration. He shakily pushed himself off the ground, grabbing a kunai and forcing himself to his feet despite the pain in his stomach. But after just a few steps, the sharp pain overwhelmed him, causing him to stumble and fall again. ¡°Damn it!¡± Jiraiya cursed, lying on the ground and ring at Mochizuki Hui¡¯s retreating figure. He couldn¡¯t ept it¡ªhe didn¡¯t know why, but he felt an overwhelming sense of unwillingness, of defeat gnawing at him. Fueled by this feeling, he struggled to his feet once more and charged at Mochizuki Hui again. Mochizuki Hui watched quietly as Jiraiya approached. Just as Jiraiya reached him, Mochizuki Hui extended his arm, grabbing Jiraiya¡¯s wrist. A swift knee to the stomach followed, sending Jiraiya crumpling to the ground once again. This time, Jiraiya was curled up in agony, sweat dripping from his forehead as his face paled from the pain. Mochizuki Hui didn¡¯t bother attacking again. He simply stood there, looking down at Jiraiya¡ªthe boy who would one day be one of the legendary Sannin. After a few seconds, Mochizuki Hui turned and walked away. But before he had gone far, Jiraiya¡¯s trembling voice called out again. ¡°You¡ you bastard¡ I haven¡¯t lost yet!¡± Mochizuki Hui paused for a moment but didn¡¯t turn around. Instead, he continued walking away, leaving behind a single parting remark: ¡°If you can hold on to that kind of resolve in the future, I¡¯ll acknowledge you.¡± With that, he left the scene. Back at the training ground, Oden Yutian and Senju Seimoku were chatting to pass the time. They still had about an hour to wait, so with nothing else to do, they had started discussing which group would be the first to graduate. ¡°I think Group Three has the best chance. Their overall strength is solid.¡± ¡°I¡¯m betting on Group Five. Even though they¡¯ve got a weak link in Jiraiya, the other two should have no problem taking two forehead protectors.¡± ¡°Really? I hadn¡¯t noticed much about them.¡± As they talked, Senju Seimoku¡¯s thoughts wandered. Honestly, I don¡¯t care who graduates, as long as Mochizuki Hui is eliminated. After all, that was the mission from the youngdy, and I have no choice but to follow through. Just as they continued their conversation, a figure slowly emerged from the forest¡¯s exit. "It¡¯s¡ Mochizuki Hui. Looks like he got eliminated," Oden Yutian observed. Seeing the lone, small figure approaching, he assumed Mochizuki Hui had failed the exam. "Fifteen minutes¡ not bad. For someone who was practically prey,sting this long is impressive," Senju Seimoku added, nodding slightly. Despite himself, he felt a bit of pride. After all, Mochizuki Hui was someone he had watched grow up. But as Mochizuki Hui got closer, their expressions changed. They noticed the forehead protectors hanging from his hand. Clink, clink, clink. The clear sound of forehead protectors colliding echoed as Mochizuki Hui strolled up to the two men. He raised the forehead protectors for them to see, a wide smile spreading across his face. ¡°Oops, I identally collected all six forehead protectors.¡± Chapter 8: Cheating? It’s Clearly a Kekkei Genkai! Chapter 8: Cheating? It¡¯s Clearly a Kekkei Genkai! ¡°So, you¡¯re telling me that you ¡®identally¡¯ took all the forehead protectors and eliminated every other participant in the exam, right?¡± In the Hokage¡¯s office, the Second Hokage, Senju Tobirama, sat in his chair, speaking with a yful tone. Across from him stood Mochizuki Hui, who appeared perfectly innocent. Hearing Tobirama¡¯s words, he quickly nodded and responded earnestly: ¡°Grandpa Tobirama, you have to believe me! It really was an ident! You know I¡¯ve always been an honest kid. ¡®Adorable¡¯ and ¡®obedient¡¯ are my middle names. I, Mochizuki Hui, never lie.¡± Tobirama¡¯s eyebrow twitched. Looking at Hui¡¯s big, innocent eyes and cute expression, Tobirama almost believed him. But he¡¯d watched this boy grow up, so he knew better. This was the grandson of an old ally, thest surviving member of the Mochizuki n, who had always been loyal to the Senju. He was mischievous from birth. Honest? Hah, good one. ¡°Fine. I won¡¯t pursue this any further,¡± Tobirama said, leaning back slightly and crossing his arms. ¡°But what about hiding your true strength? Don¡¯t tell me that was also ¡®idental.¡¯¡± His eyes gleamed with amusement, as if daring Mochizuki Hui toe up with another excuse. But Mochizuki Hui¡¯s face showed shock as he replied in disbelief, ¡°Grandpa Tobirama, you can¡¯t just use me of such things! Be careful, or I¡¯ll sue you for nder!¡± He added with a huff, ¡°And when did I ever hide my strength? I¡¯ve been giving my all in every exam, I swear!¡± His exaggerated performance left Tobirama speechless. The boy¡¯s actions alone told a different story. A six-year-old kid had wiped the floor with fourteen older, more experienced students, and yet in his own ss, he was ranked as merely average? And now he was iming he wasn¡¯t hiding his abilities? Hui¡¯s im of giving his ¡°all¡± was basically pping Tobirama¡¯s intelligence in the face. Seeing Tobirama¡¯s dark expression, Mochizuki Hui realized his excuse wasn¡¯t working. He coughed awkwardly and then tried again. ¡°Well... maybe I hid a little bit of my strength. But, you know, the tallest tree catches the most wind, right?¡± Hearing this, Tobirama paused, pondering the saying. He shook his head, then said seriously: ¡°Hui, you must remember: you are part of the Senju n. You can grow as tall as you want¡ªno wind will knock you down as long as I¡¯m here.¡± Hui felt a warmth in his heart at Tobirama¡¯s words. ¡°Alright... but, Grandpa Tobirama, you really can¡¯t me me! I honestly don¡¯t know how I got so strong,¡± Mochizuki Hui said with a sheepish grin. He decided it was time to start nting seeds for the future. His power would only grow stronger, and who knew what kind of changes mighte with it. Maybe his body would even change drastically if he unlocked some kind of special abilityter on. Rather than face suspicionter, it was better to prepare an excuse in advance. After all, in the world of Naruto, power-ups weren¡¯t unusual. It was a world where kekkei genkai (bloodline limits) weremon, not cheats! If anything, he could just im he had awakened a rare bloodline trait. Tobirama suddenly disappeared from his chair and reappeared next to Mochizuki Hui in the blink of an eye, his hand on Hui¡¯s shoulder. It was the Flying Thunder God Technique, one of Tobirama¡¯s signature jutsu. He had marked Hui with its seal long ago. Not for attacking, of course, but for protection. To Tobirama, Mochizuki Hui was as close as family¡ªhe saw him as a grandson and a member of the Senju n. This bond came not just from the Mochizuki n¡¯s unwavering loyalty to the Senju, but also from the fact that Hui was thest survivor of his n, and he had grown up in the Senjupound alongside Tobirama and Hashirama. They shared a deep familial connection. Moreover, Hui had always been a charming and likable child, which made it easy to grow fond of him. cing his palm on Hui¡¯s back, Tobirama closed his eyes for a moment before snapping them open in surprise. He could feel the immense power coursing through Hui¡¯s body¡ªstrength far beyond what a child his age should possess. This was on par with an adult ninja! ¡°Could it be... a kekkei genkai?¡± Tobirama mused aloud, rubbing his chin in thought. As far as he knew, the Mochizuki n had never been known for possessing any bloodline limits. Could this be a case of gic mutation? It was certainly possible. ¡°Hui, since your strength began increasing, have you felt any unusual changes in your body?¡± Tobirama asked, curious. ¡°Hmm¡ well, I do feel like my breathing has be lighter, and I¡¯ve noticed I prefer being in bright, well-lit ces,¡± Hui replied honestly. These were actual side effects he had experienced after absorbing light energy. ¡°I see¡¡± Tobirama was about to say more when an Anbu appeared in the room, waiting to report something. Seeing this, Tobirama waved Hui off. ¡°Alright, you can go for now. Tomorrow morning at eight, meet me at Training Ground One.¡± Tobirama had already made up his mind that Mochizuki Hui¡¯s sudden increase in power must be due to the awakening of a kekkei genkai. He just didn¡¯t know yet what kind of abilities it might grant him. ¡°Got it! See youter, Grandpa Tobirama!¡± Mochizuki Hui waved and headed for home. He knew that news of his graduation would soon spread, causing quite a stir. And when it did, he¡¯d be surrounded by a bunch of adoring girls again, robbing him of his peaceful and quiet life. ¡°Ugh, being handsome can be such a burden sometimes...¡± he sighed dramatically. Chapter 9: Genius Chapter 9: Genius Just as Mochizuki Hui had expected, news of his performance during the graduation exam spread like wildfire throughout Konoha, leaving many people utterly dumbfounded. ¡°No way! Sure, Mochizuki Hui is cute, hardworking, and likable, but I¡¯ve never heard that he¡¯s that strong! My kid told me he was just average in their ss.¡± ¡°Impossible, absolutely impossible! That little runt, Mochizuki Hui? If he managed to graduate early, I¡¯ll jump off this building!¡± ¡°This has to be a joke. I can believe he graduated early, but single-handedly taking down all the other examinees? No way! Some of those kids were top talents!¡± ¡°Hmph, only an idiot would believe something like that.¡± At first, the vigers were full of doubt. The idea that a six-year-old kid could outshine older, more experienced students and dominate the exam seemed ridiculous. But when the official list of graduates was posted, confirming the truth, people had no choice but to believe it. ¡°Wow, this is unbelievable! He really did it!¡± ¡°So it¡¯s true! That kid, Mochizuki Hui, is way stronger than we thought.¡± ¡°He must have been hiding his strength all along!¡± ¡°Amazing! He took down every other early graduation applicant by himself!¡± ¡°Well, technically, they can retake the exam¡¡± ¡°Ahhh! Hui-kun is so handsome!¡± ¡°I need to find Hui-kun! Where is he? Has anyone seen him?!¡± ¡°Mochizuki Hui¡ he seems to embody the Will of Fire. Coupled with his talent, this kid¡¯s future is really something to look forward to.¡± Just like that, Mochizuki Hui became the talk of Konoha. He had already been a local celebrity due to his good looks, but now he was known far and wide as a prodigy. Fortunately, Mochizuki Hui had the foresight to avoid his home and went straight to the Senju n¡¯spound. Otherwise, he wouldn¡¯t have had a moment of peace from all the attention. At Tsunade¡¯s house, she was sulking, her back turned, cheeks puffed out in frustration. ¡°Hmph, you lied to me! I¡¯m mad!¡± Mochizuki Hui saw this and immediately put on a serious expression, speaking in a sad, mncholic tone: ¡°Sigh... I thought you would notice the changes in me, Tsunade. You know, I¡¯ve been waiting for you to figure it out on your own. But it seems like you never really cared. You didn¡¯t even notice such huge change in me¡¡± He dramatically sighed again, turning away as if deeply hurt. ¡°It¡¯s fine. I guess I¡¯ve always been alone, carrying this burden by myself¡¡± As he counted silently in his head¡ªOne, two, three¡ Sure enough, Tsunade panicked. She rushed over and hugged him tightly, saying, ¡°That¡¯s not true! I¡¯ve been watching you closely this whole time. I, I¡¡± Her voice cracked, and tears started welling up in her eyes. Seeing that his n had worked, Mochizuki Hui allowed a small smirk to appear, but he quickly masked it. Gently, he pried her hands off and turned around, pulling her into aforting hug. ¡°Alright, alright. I believe you.¡± ¡°Ahem! Hui-kun, are you bullying my little Tsunade again?¡± came a voice pretending to sound stern. Tsunade jumped in surprise and quickly let go of Hui. The voice belonged to none other than Uzumaki Mito. ¡°Of course not! I would never bully Tsunade, Grandma Mito. You¡¯ve got the wrong idea!¡± Hui replied, immediately putting on an exaggeratedly innocent face. He was a master at ying the cute card. ¡°Alright, alright, stop pretending,¡± Mito said with augh, covering her mouth. ¡°I have to say, Hui-kun, you¡¯ve really be quite impressive.¡± ¡°I¡¯ve always been impressive! Soon enough, I¡¯ll be the number one ninja in the world,¡± Mochizuki Hui dered proudly, his tone full of confidence. His smug expression earned another round ofughter from Mito. ¡°Oh? Well, I¡¯ll look forward to seeing that. Now,e on, future number one, it¡¯s time for dinner!¡± ¡°Coming!¡± For a moment, the house was filled with the warmth of family andughter, a perfect picture of happiness. However, deep within Uzumaki Mito, a far more ancient being was stirring. The Nine-Tails, the most powerful of the tailed beasts, had sensed something odd. Moments ago, the fox had felt a mysterious energy entering that little brat¡¯s body¡ªMochizuki Hui. The energy was faint, so faint that the Nine-Tails had wondered if it had made a mistake. But no. The more it focused, the clearer it became. Mochizuki Hui was indeed absorbing some kind of mysterious power. What was even more rming to the Nine-Tails was that there was a strange familiarity about it. It wasn¡¯t the same kind of energy as its own, but there was something¡ simr. As if Mochizuki Hui was slowly transforming into an entity like itself, a collection of energy rather than just a human. ¡°How interesting. I¡¯ve never encountered a human like this before. I wonder what he¡¯ll be¡¡± the Nine-Tails muttered to itself within Mito¡¯s seal. Then its tone turned darker. ¡°Not that it matters. If he bes something other than a human, all the better. Humans¡ such despicable creatures. I¡¯d love to kill them all.¡± Chapter 10: A Sparring Match Chapter 10: A Sparring Match A new day dawned, and Mochizuki Hui left the Senjupound early, well before six o¡¯clock, heading to Training Ground One. He left so early to avoid running into the girls infatuated with him. This sort of thing would probably go on for a few more days until the hype around his graduation died down. At exactly eight o¡¯clock, Senju Tobirama arrived at Training Ground One, right on time. ¡°Good morning, Grandpa Tobirama!¡± Mochizuki Hui greeted him sweetly, knowing exactly how to act in front of his elders. Being cute and obedient was the perfect strategy for dealing with adults. Sure, it was a little embarrassing, but when weighed against the benefits, it was a small price to pay. ¡°Hui, attack me with everything you¡¯ve got. I want to see your current strength,¡± Tobirama said after nodding, skipping any small talk. He didn¡¯t immediately dive into examining Hui¡¯s body or trying to analyze his awakened kekkei genkai; instead, he focused on evaluating Hui¡¯s currentbat ability. In the past, due to Mochizuki Hui¡¯s limited potential, Tobirama had avoided asking him to demonstrate his abilities, not wanting to embarrass the boy. But now that Hui¡¯s strength had seemingly exploded and his bloodline had potentially awakened, Tobirama needed to assess his actual power. ¡°Got it.¡± Hui¡¯s eyes lit up at the challenge. Sparring with someone like Senju Tobirama, the legendary Second Hokage, renowned as the fastest shinobi in the world, the "Water God," and a master of forbidden techniques, was an unparalleled opportunity. For a rookie like Mochizuki Hui, whockedbat experience, fighting against someone like Tobirama was like reading the best battle manual. Hui was also eager to gauge his own strength, to see where he stood. ¡°I¡¯ming!¡± Hui announced,unching his attack with full force. He quickly flung several shuriken. They sped through the air at an incredible pace, their sharp trajectory apanied by the unmistakable whistling sound of their power. Tobirama¡¯s eyes gleamed with interest. However, he didn¡¯t retaliate. Instead, he leapt into the air, dodging the shuriken with ease. But as Tobirama ascended, Hui swiftly hurled a few kunai at him, targeting him mid-air. Though one¡¯s mobility is limited while airborne, someone of Tobirama¡¯s caliber could easily twist his body to avoid the kunai. Hui, undeterred, threw another set of kunai, these traveling even faster than thest. Still, Tobirama dodged them all effortlessly. However, he noticed something odd¡ªthest few kunai seemed imprecise, as if they weren¡¯t aimed at him at all. ng! ng! ng! The sound of metal colliding filled the air. Tobirama¡¯s eyes widened slightly as he watched the newly thrown kunai strike the earlier ones, altering their flight paths. The redirected kunai were now headed straight for Tobirama¡¯snding spot. It was the shurikenjutsu that would one day make Uchiha Itachi famous¡ªa technique where kunai and shuriken were used to alter each other''s trajectories. Mochizuki Hui, with his extraordinary observational ability and natural talent, had grasped the principles of the technique through self-study and practice. This move earned Tobirama¡¯s immediate praise. ¡°Impressive!¡± he called out. Thunk, thunk, thunk! The kunai struck Tobirama, but instead of hitting flesh, they made a dull thudding sound. The Tobirama they hit transformed into a log. Substitution Jutsu! Bam! Hui sensed a disturbance in the air behind him¡ªTobirama had reappeared at his back, moving at a blinding speed. Without hesitation, Hui spun around,nding a well-timed kick. His leg collided with Tobirama¡¯s arm just as he materialized. After that, they exchanged blows at close range. But it was mostly Hui attacking while Tobirama defended, observing. Hui could tell Tobirama was gathering information on his abilities, so he didn¡¯t hold back. He fought with everything he had, treating the spar as an opportunity to learn and improve. There was no worry about identally injuring Tobirama¡ªhe knew better than to fear that. After another flurry of rapid attacks, Hui realized Tobirama had probably gathered enough data on his close-quartersbat abilities. So afternding a kick, he used the momentum to leap back, putting some distance between them. ¡°Well done, Hui. Honestly! I¡¯m impressed,¡± Tobirama said, nodding with approval. ¡°Your reflexes are excellent, and yourbat awareness is sharp. But yourck of battle experience is still holding you back. Against opponents your age or average shinobi, your physical prowess and reaction speed are more than enough to secure victory.¡± He paused, his gaze sharpening. ¡°But if you were to face an opponent whose physical abilities are on par with yours in a life-or-death battle, the oue would not be in your favor.¡± Tobirama¡¯s words were meant as praise and critique, but inside, he was still reeling from what he had witnessed. Hui¡¯s abilities were far beyond what he expected from a six-year-old child. His potential was undeniable. Tobirama mused to himself that if Hui were given a month of realbat training, fighting every day, he would be even stronger¡ªperhaps astonishingly so. ¡°Do you have any other techniques or skills to show me? Let¡¯s see them all,¡± Tobirama said, though he doubted Hui had any major surprises left. To his surprise, Mochizuki Hui nodded. ¡°Actually, Grandpa Tobirama, I believe my strongest ability is my swordsmanship.¡± Chapter 11: Mysterious Power Chapter 11: Mysterious Power "Swordsmanship?" Senju Tobirama was surprised. He hadn¡¯t expected Mochizuki Hui to im that his strongest skill was swordsmanship. ¡°Yes, swordsmanship,¡± Hui replied with a serious nod. "Alright, show me what you''ve got. Do you need a sword?" Tobirama asked, intrigued. "No need, I brought my own." Hui walked over to a nearby seat and picked up a small, sheathed sword. It was modest in size but finely crafted. Returning to Tobirama, Hui took a stance, one hand gripping the sword''s hilt and the other holding the scabbard, lowering his posture slightly. In that moment, Hui¡¯s entire demeanor changed. His eyes turned cold, his emotions seemingly muted. His breathing grew deeper, and an unseen energy began to stir around him. Tobirama¡¯s expression became serious. From Hui¡¯s posture, he could sense the presence of a warrior, reminiscent of the samurai he had encountered in the past. While samurai weren¡¯t the dominant force in the world of shinobi, many were still formidable, and Tobirama had crossed paths with several of them in battle. ¡°Silver Moon!¡± At the peak of his focused energy, Hui drew his sword. The de left the sheath at a speed so swift it seemed invisible. Along with the de came a sh of silver light, like the arc of a crescent moon. Swish! The light appeared quickly and vanished just as fast. After the strike, Hui didn¡¯t move again. He stood still, breathing slightly heavier, and turned his gaze to Tobirama. Tobirama, meanwhile, examined the kunai he was holding. A thin line extended from one edge of the kunai to the other, almost cutting it clean in half. This was the result of Hui¡¯s strike¡ªthe Silver Moon technique, one of his signature moves, and the foundation of his swordsmanship. Bybining the power of light with his sword, he had formed a cutting wave of energy. "Continue," Tobirama said, suppressing his shock. However, Hui hesitated, coughing awkwardly before admitting, "Uh... that¡¯s actually all there is to my swordsmanship right now..." Tobirama blinked in confusion. Seriously? That one attack was the extent of his so-called mastery? But¡ thinking back on that sh of silver light, Tobirama couldn¡¯t help but acknowledge its potential. ¡°That¡¯s quite impressive. This power is unlike traditional ninjutsu, yet it behaves like a jutsu that requires no hand signs. If refined, it could be a very effective technique.¡± As a master of forbidden jutsu and innovator of manybat techniques, Tobirama was quick to recognize the value of Hui¡¯s move. His sharp instincts told him this could be developed into something formidable. ¡°How did you manage to produce a strike like that?¡± he asked, needing more details to fully evaluate the potential of this new technique. ¡°It feels like there¡¯s a mysterious energy inside me. When I use my sword, I can guide that energy through it, and it results in a strike like this,¡± Hui exined after some thought, though his tone was uncertain. ¡°A mysterious energy? Can you sense this energy directly within your body?¡± Tobirama continued to probe. ¡°No, I can¡¯t sense it clearly. But when I use the sword, I know I can draw it out,¡± Hui responded. Nodding, Tobirama asked, ¡°What about without the sword? Can you still channel that energy?¡± ¡°Yes!¡± Hui replied confidently. He quickly ran to the edge of the training ground, picked up a fallen leaf from the ground, and then returned. Opening his left hand, palm up, he ced the leaf onto his palm with his right hand and took a deep breath, focusing. Tobirama watched as the leaf began to rise from Hui¡¯s palm, seemingly lifted by an unseen force. It hovered four to five centimeters above his hand. A faint glow radiated from Hui¡¯s palm¡ªso subtle that if Tobirama hadn¡¯t been observing closely, he might not have noticed it. ¡°Like this!¡± Hui said, a note of excitement in his voice as if he had mastered a fun new trick. Tobirama¡¯s sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and he began analyzing the situation, thoughts racing in his mind. ¡°This energy¡ when did you first notice that you had it? Could you lift the leaf from the beginning, or did thateter? Have you tested the limits of this power? Have you noticed any changes in your body since you discovered it?¡± Tobirama fired off a series of questions, seeking more rity. He had observed no trace of chakra during Hui¡¯s disy, which led him to believe this wasn¡¯t a traditional kekkei genkai but some kind of unique bodily talent. ¡°Um, I noticed it about a year ago,¡± Hui began, answering each question in turn. ¡°At first, I couldn¡¯t lift the leaf, but eventually I could do it naturally. As for its limits... well, the strongest thing I can do is that sh you just saw.¡± ¡°The energy itself feels like it¡¯s growing stronger over time. My breathing feels lighter, and¡ I¡¯ve developed a preference for being in the light.¡± Hui¡¯s answers caused Tobirama¡¯s eyes to light up even more with each response. A year ago, growth potential, affinity for light, non-chakra-based, undetectable by shinobi, assassination potential, no hand signs, evolving... Tobirama¡¯s mind was flooded with possibilities. He could see countless applications for this mysterious energy. Chapter 12: The ANBU Chapter 12: The ANBU Afterward, Senju Tobirama and Mochizuki Hui spent a considerable amount of time experimenting with Hui''s mysterious energy, collecting various data points about its capabilities. By the end of their session, Tobirama had gained a preliminary understanding of the strange force within Hui, and Hui had sessfully revealed the "secret" of his abilities, ensuring his future growth would be seen as usible and justified. "Hui, your power is unique and full of potential. It holds limitless possibilities. If you can fully master it, your future will be nothing short of extraordinary," Tobirama said with satisfaction. Although Hui¡¯s inability to extract chakra had previously been a concern, Tobirama knew that with the support of the Senju n, Hui could still lead afortable life, even without bing a powerful ninja. However, in a world ruled by strength, power was everything. Tobirama knew that if he or the Senju n ever fell, Hui would need his own strength to survive. Seeing the young boy''s potential gave Tobirama peace of mind. ¡°Hehe, I think my future looks pretty bright too! By the way, Grandpa Tobirama, who¡¯s going to be my and Tsunade¡¯s mentor? Can you give me a hint?¡± Hui asked yfully, grinning. In the original story, Tsunade had formed a team with Orochimaru and Jiraiya, under the guidance of Sarutobi Hiruzen, the future Third Hokage. Hui was curious whether his early graduation would cause a butterfly effect, altering the identity of his mentor. Tobirama, however, gave him a strange look before responding, ¡°Who told you that you¡¯d be on the same team as Tsunade?¡± Hui blinked in confusion. ¡°Wait, seriously? I¡¯m not going to be on the same team as Tsunade?¡± Tobirama smiled. ¡°That was the original n. But now, things have changed.¡± Hui blinked again, hisrge eyes filled with curiosity. ¡°Hui, your path of growth is different from others. Since you can¡¯t extract chakra, learning techniques like ninjutsu and genjutsu, which rely on chakra, won¡¯t be of much use to you. What you need to focus on are taijutsu, swordsmanship, and creating techniques that use your mysterious energy as a source. "I assigned Sarutobi Hiruzen as Tsunade¡¯s mentor because he¡¯s a talented ninja with a deep understanding of ninjutsu, and he¡¯s likely to be a master of it in the future. But his skills in taijutsu and swordsmanship, while adequate, are nothing extraordinary. For you, Hiruzen wouldn¡¯t be the best choice for a mentor. That¡¯s why I¡¯ve arranged for someone else to teach you.¡± Tobirama¡¯s exnation left Hui dumbfounded. Who said he couldn¡¯t extract chakra? He just chose not to because it wasn¡¯t efficient for him right now! And if he wasn¡¯t going to be with Tsunade, then what was the point of him graduating early? Wouldn¡¯t it have been more fun to stay at the academy with the girls? ¡°I¡¯ve assigned you to the ANBU,¡± Tobirama said. Hui was still processing how to exin his chakra situation when Tobirama dropped the bombshell, leaving him speechless once more. The ANBU¡ªknown as the "Assassination Tactical Special Force"¡ªwas a high-profile organization in the world of Naruto, synonymous with mystery, strength, and darkness. They operated in the shadows, carrying out unsavory, highly dangerous, and often grueling tasks. Members of the ANBU frequently danced on the edge of death, and their identities were concealed by code names. To assign a six-year-old child to such a ce? Tobirama¡¯s conscience surely couldn¡¯t be clear about that! Seeing the incredulous and devastated expression on Hui¡¯s face, Tobirama quickly understood what the boy was thinking. He gave him an exasperated look. ¡°I¡¯m not sending you into the depths of the ANBU for assassination missions! You¡¯ll be assigned to protect the Hokage,¡± Tobirama exined, finally putting Hui at ease. Hui let out a deep sigh of relief. So Tobirama wasn¡¯t sending him into the darkest corners of the ninja world after all. Being assigned to protect the Hokage was one of the more rxed and least dangerous ANBU tasks. There was logic behind Tobirama¡¯s decision as well. Having Hui serve in the ANBU would allow Tobirama to monitor the changes in his mysterious energy daily, ensuring a detailed understanding of its growth and fluctuations. It also meant that Hui would be in close proximity to receive Tobirama¡¯s personal guidance. Rather than just standing guard, Hui would be able to train and improve, asionally engaging in sparring sessions with other ANBU members to build hisbat experience. Tobirama¡¯s decision ensured that Hui would grow without being fully immersed in the ANBU¡¯s darker aspects. Hui would be part of the ANBU, but he wouldn¡¯t be tainted by its shadowy nature. This arrangement was more like a form of tutge, a way of grooming Hui. Of course, Tobirama didn¡¯t officially take Hui as his disciple for political reasons. As Hokage, directly taking Hui as an apprentice would draw too much attention, cing unnecessary pressure on the young boy. It might even attract the interest of higher-ups from other viges, increasing the risk to Hui¡¯s safety. But by making Hui an ANBU member assigned to the Hokage, all those potentialplications were neatly avoided. Chapter 13: Teammates Chapter 13: Teammates In the end, Mochizuki Hui had no choice but to ept his fate as a member of the ANBU. Meanwhile, Jiraiya, after showing what was described as an "incredible determination" during his second graduation exam, also sessfully passed. Just like in the original story, Tsunade, Orochimaru, and Jiraiya were grouped together, with Sarutobi Hiruzen as their instructor. When Hui heard about this, he couldn''t help but recall his words to Jiraiya during the exam. "Incredible determination... Could it be because of what I said to him that day?" This thought left Hui somewhat speechless, but he quickly shifted his focus. He was far more curious about who his new teammates in the ANBU were. The structure of the ANBU was hierarchical. At the top were the Captain and Vice-Captain, overseeing four squads. Each squad had seventeen members, led by a Squad Leader and divided into four teams. Every team consisted of four members: a Team Leader and three team members. Mochizuki Hui was assigned to Team Four of the First Squad. That morning, Hui put on his ANBU uniform, admired himself in the mirror for a moment, and smirked. "Man, I look good!" He donned the white fox mask, then headed off to the designated meeting point. The rendezvous location was an abandoned training ground on the outskirts of the vige, near the Forest of Death. It was a ce few people ever visited. When Hui arrived, three figures in simr ANBU uniforms and masks were already there, waiting. These three were his new teammates¡ªthe Team Leader and two other members. Judging from their builds, they were clearly adults. As Hui approached, the silent atmosphere grew even heavier. The three stared at Hui¡¯s small frame, and for a moment, they wondered if they were under some kind of genjutsu. Or perhaps this was just a child ying pretend, dressing up as an ANBU member for fun. That had to be it. There was no way the Second Hokage would assign a kid to their team. It was too ridiculous. Yet as Hui walked closer, stopping directly in front of them, their hopes werepletely shattered. ¡°Reporting in, Code 0215, present for duty,¡± Hui announced, his young voice breaking the silence. The response was deafening silence. After what felt like an eternity, one of them finally spoke. He had short ck hair and a sturdy build, and his voice was low, suggesting he was around thirty years old. ¡°Wee, 0215. I¡¯m Team Leader Bear. You should choose a code name for yourself,¡± he said, his tone calm despite the absurdity of the situation. "A code name?" Hui thought for a moment before replying, "Call me ''Light'', then." Bear nodded. "Alright, Light. Let''s introduce ourselves. For example, what we''re good at and what we''re not good at. I''ll start. My code name is Bear. I specialize in taijutsu and genjutsu, and I can use some Earth Release ninjutsu. I''m not good with other elemental ninjutsu or sword techniques." The other two members followed suit. The first to speak was a man with long ck hair tied into a ponytail. "My code name is Wind. I specialize in swordsmanship, and I can use some Wind Release and Fire Release. I''m not good at genjutsu." Judging from his voice, Wind seemed to be in his twenties. He carried a well-crafted, single-edged de instead of the standard ANBU-issued sword. The second man had short, spiky purple hair and looked slightly younger. "My code name is Lightning. I specialize in Lightning Release, and I know a bit of Wind Release and Water Release. I¡¯m not good at taijutsu." Finally, it was Hui¡¯s turn. The three men stared at him intently, clearly curious about what kind of abilities this small boy could possibly have to be ced in an elite ANBU unit. ¡°My code name is Light. I¡¯m not particrly good at anything. I know a bit of swordsmanship, taijutsu, and some sensory skills. I¡¯m not proficient in any ninjutsu or genjutsu,¡± Hui said confidently, his tonepletely unapologetic. The silence returned. Bear, Wind, and Lightning were left reeling from disbelief. Was this kid serious? Or had the Second Hokage lost his mind? Bear, still maintaining hisposure as Team Leader, finally broke the silence again. ¡°Ahem, alright then.¡± ¡°As Team Leader, it''s my job to ensure we function smoothly as a unit. I hope that in theing missions, we can work together efficiently andplete all tasks given to us by the vige.¡± ¡°Understood, Team Leader,¡± both Wind and Hui responded in unison. Lightning, however, wasn¡¯t convinced. He fixed his cold gaze on Hui. ¡°Team Leader, since we¡¯re going to be working together on missions, I don¡¯t think just knowing each other¡¯s abilities is enough. We should have a sparring session to better understand each other''s skills.¡± His tone was sharp, and it was clear he wanted to test Hui. Chapter 14: Defeat Chapter 14: Defeat The atmosphere instantly tensed at Lightning''s suggestion. His intention was clear¡ªhe wanted to test Mochizuki Hui. But Hui remained calm, merely shifting his gaze toward Bear, the team leader. After all, it was up to him to decide whether they would proceed with a sparring session. Behind his mask, Bear raised an eyebrow, quickly weighing the situation in his mind. It didn¡¯t take long for him to make his decision¡ªhe agreed with Lightning''s suggestion. Since they were all part of the same team, they would eventually be working together on missions. If there was a weak link in the team, it would not only make missions harder toplete, but it could also endanger everyone. It was better to assess Light¡¯s strength now. If his abilities were up to par, all the better. If not, Bear would need to report this concern to the Second Hokage. After all, he couldn''t allow one person to jeopardize the lives of the others. "Lightning has a point. To better understand each other¡¯s abilities, a sparring session is necessary," Bear dered, his decision final. Hearing this, Lightning smirked beneath his mask. "Then I''ll go first. Light, you''re with me," he said, his eyes locking onto Hui with eager anticipation. Hui, unfazed, nodded calmly. "I don¡¯t mind." "Alright, Light versus Lightning it is," Bear confirmed, stepping back along with Wind to give them space. Once the two were in position, Bear slowly raised one hand, then swung it down in a decisive motion. "First Squad, Team Four, sparring session¡ªbegin!" As Bear¡¯s voice rang out, Hui''s eyes shed with a brief glimmer of light, while Lightning''s expression grew serious. In the next instant, both moved at the same time. Huiunched several kunai from his hand, their speed so fast that, with only two or three meters between them, Lightning had no choice but to abandon his attempt at forming hand seals and instead leap backwards to avoid the attack. The first wave of kunai hit the ground where Lightning had just been standing, but Hui had anticipated his movement. As Lightning leapt into the air, three more kunai flew towards the spot he was moving toward. "Naive!" Lightning scoffed, twisting his body mid-air to evade the second set of kunai while continuing his hand seals. Whoosh! More kunai shot towards him, but this time, Lightning, still forming hand seals, spun his body just enough to narrowly dodge them. "Lightning Release¡ª" Just as he was about to finish his jutsu, a faint ng from behind caught his attention, sending a wave of rm through him. "What the¡ª?!" Bear blurted out, his voice filled with shock from below. Lightning, too,pleted his final hand seal just as hended, pressing his palms to the ground. "Lightning Release: Ground Wave!" Electricity crackled, spreading in a web-like pattern across the ground, racing toward Hui, who remained standing in his original spot. But just before the lightning could reach him, Hui gracefully jumped backward, evading the attack with ease. At that moment, Lightning heard a trio of dull thuds behind him. Thud, thud, thud! Three kunai had embedded themselves into the ground around him, forming a triangr pattern. Each kunai was only a mere ten centimetres away from his body. Cold sweat began to trickle down Lightning''s forehead as he stared at the kunai in shock. His first thought was, Where did these kunaie from? His second was, Shadow Clone Technique? But whatever he thought, he knew one thing for certain¡ªhe had lost. Those kunai could have just as easily struck him directly instead ofnding around him. He stood frozen, eyes locked on Hui, unable to believe that the boy hadn¡¯t used any hand seals. Meanwhile, Hui casually hopped backward to avoid the remnants of the lightning technique. Dodging a Lightning Release: Ground Wave was no big deal¡ªit didn¡¯t have arge area of effect, and Lightning had only used it as a supplementary attack, expecting to follow up with something stronger. But with the three kunai surrounding him, that follow-up never came. Hui looked at Lightning, who was slowly rising to his feet, and spoke calmly, "Looks like I¡¯ve won." After a brief moment of silence, Lightning nodded. "You win." p, p, p! A round of apuse came from Bear, who seemed genuinely impressed. "What a brilliant disy of shurikenjutsu! I¡¯ve never seen such an innovative attack method," Bear praised, his voice filled with awe. "Using the first wave of kunai to force your opponent into position, the second to set the stage, and the third to lock in your victory... Truly a genius move." Lightning¡¯s eyes widened as he finally understood how he had been outmanoeuvred. Hui had used the first kunai to make him jump, the second to create an opening, and the third to seal the deal. It didn¡¯t matter how many jutsu Lightning knew or how many tricks he had up his sleeve. In a real fight, those few seconds of misjudgment would have been enough to end his life. "Now, it''s my turn," came a voice from the side. It was Wind, stepping forward with a serious expression, ready to face Hui. Chapter 15: Another Victory! Chapter 15: Another Victory! "Alright," Mochizuki Hui agreed with a nod. Although he had won the earlier fight against Lightning, it hadn''tpletely earned him the respect of his new teammates. The shuriken technique he used to defeat Lightning had been an unexpected tactic¡ªa surprise move. What he had shown wasn¡¯t enough to fully convince them of his strength. "Very well, First Squad, Team Four. The second sparring session begins¡ªnow," Bear dered. As soon as his voice fell, Hui and Wind charged at each other simultaneously. This time, since Wind had already seen Hui''s shuriken technique, repeating the same tactic wouldn¡¯t work. Besides, Hui wanted to test himself further against these experienced Anbu members to see where he truly stood. After all, Wind was a skilled swordsman as well. ng! Their des collided with a sharp metallic sound, ringing out clearly in the air. Just from that single sh, Wind immediately regarded Hui with a newfound respect. The power behind Hui''s strike was surprisingly on par with his own¡ªa fact that left him shocked. Wind was no ordinary fighter. He was a seasoned, twenty-something-year-old warrior, while Hui was just a child. The idea that a mere six-year-old could match his strength was mind-boggling. ng, ng, ng! The two exchanged a rapid series of blows, their swords shing repeatedly and producing sparks with each collision. Wind¡¯s swordsmanship was formidable, supported by his extensive battle experience. However, Hui wasn¡¯t far behind. Though hecked Wind''s years of experience, his physical abilities were far superior. In terms of strength, speed, and reflexes, Hui was nearly Wind¡¯s equal. On top of that, Hui¡¯s perceptive eyes gave him an edge. With his heightened sense of vision, he could see through every move Wind made. Each time Wind prepared to strike, Hui could predict the direction of the attack just by observing his movements. For a time, the two seemed evenly matched. Neither could gain an advantage over the other. Observing from the side, both Bear and Lightning had finally discarded their earlier doubts. In this battle, it was clear¡ªHui had earned their acknowledgment. The sh between Hui and Wind demonstrated that Hui possessed the strength of a full-fledged chunin. He was more than qualified to be their teammate. ng, ng, ng! Their swords continued to sh at breakneck speed. At one point, Wind jumped back, creating a distance of about three or four meters between them. He plunged his sword into the ground and quickly began forming hand seals. "Fire Release: Great Fireball Jutsu!" A massive ball of me surged from Wind''s mouth, forming into an enormous fireball that hurtled toward Hui, warping the air surrounding it. The zing fireball was asrge as a small house, filling nearly all of Hui¡¯s vision. The heat was intense, and even before it reached him, Hui could feel his face growing warm. There was no way he could take it head-on. Without hesitation, Hui dodged to the side, his small frame moving quickly to evade the scorching mes. Despite his young age, Hui''s reaction time was extraordinary, and his speed was nothing to scoff at either. The moment he saw the fireball being formed, his mind had already calcted an escape route. The fireball, powerful as it was, missed its mark. But Wind hadn¡¯t expected to defeat Hui with that fireball alone. It was just a distraction to cover his real move¡ªthe Shadow Clone Jutsu. In the final moments of releasing the fireball, Wind had swiftly created a shadow clone. Now, with two Wind figures closing in from different directions, both wielding swords, they charged at Hui from two angles, aiming to block his escape. This was one of Wind¡¯s signature moves. Hisbination of real and shadow clone strikes often overwhelmed his opponents. Each attack flowed seamlessly into the next, giving the target no time to react. As the two Winds rushed toward him, Hui''s eyes flickered for a brief moment. He realized what was happening, but instead of panicking, a faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips. Calling upon the energy within his body, Hui swung his sword, unleashing a radiant arc of silver light. The crescent-shaped sh, bright and dazzling, shot through the air like a crescent moon¡ªSilver Moon. The glowing crescent flew forward and sliced clean through both of Wind¡¯s shadow clones, reducing them to clouds of smoke. In that instant, the real Wind was revealed, hiding behind his two clones! It turned out Wind hadn¡¯t just created one shadow clone but two. The first clone had been a decoy, meant to mask his true position underground. He had intended for his real body to remain hidden while the two clones distracted Hui with their assault. At thest moment, he would deliver a fatal blow from the shadows. Many opponents had fallen to this strategy, and Wind had hoped it would work on Hui as well. Of course, this tactic had a known weakness¡ªsensor-type ninja. If his opponent had any sensory abilities, they could detect his real body underground, rendering the strategy ineffective. Hui had mentioned that he could sense chakra, so Wind knew it was a risk. However, he also wanted to test just how strong Hui¡¯s sensory abilities were. But to his surprise, Hui wasn¡¯t relying solely on his sensory skills¡ªhe had hidden his full strength. With a powerful technique like Silver Moon, Wind¡¯s strategy had been thoroughly defeated. Looking down at the sword mark that now marred his chest armor, Wind chuckled. "I concede defeat." Upon hearing this, Hui sheathed his sword. Chapter 16: Conclusion Chapter 16: Conclusion In the blink of an eye, the two sparring sessions had concluded, and Mochizuki Hui had emerged victorious in both. If the first battle had showcased Hui''s genius-level tactics and masterful shuriken techniques, the second battle had given his new teammates a direct understanding of his strength. Despite his young appearance, barely a child, Hui¡¯s abilities had earned their full acknowledgment. Though his fighting style still showed signs of inexperience and ack of seasoned battle instincts, those were things that could be learned and honed over time. After all, he was still in his prime growth period. ¡°Was that sword technique of yours some kind of ninjutsu without hand signs?¡± Wind couldn''t help but ask, clearly impressed by the dazzling strike Hui had unleashed during their fight. To Wind, it seemed like a type of ninjutsu that seamlessly fused with swordy, a revtion that inspired him deeply. He couldn¡¯t help but admire the genius behind such a technique. Whoever had created it was undoubtedly a visionary! Hui simply smiled in response. He neither confirmed nor denied Wind''s assumption, leaving an air of mystery as he subtly hinted at eptance. ¡°I knew it! What an ingenious technique! This kind of move could be revolutionary. I think we should call it Sword Ninjutsu!¡± Wind said enthusiastically, clearly enthralled by the idea. As someone who was passionate about swordsmanship, Wind couldn¡¯t help but admire such innovation. For a swordsman like him, such a technique opened up new realms of possibilities in battle. ¡°Oh, it''s nothing special. I¡¯ve still got a long way to go,¡± Hui said modestly, scratching his head in mock embarrassment. In his heart, though, he appreciated Wind''s discerning eye. After all, it was a technique that could be considered akin to ¡°ninjutsu without seals.¡± If it could ever be spread widely, the world might see the birth of a new profession altogether: Sword Cultivators. But if that happened, the entire aesthetic of this world might shift dramatically¡ªfrom a ssic ninja world into something more reminiscent of the world of xianxia. Fortunately, Hui knew that his technique was far too unique to be replicated easily. Its potential wasn¡¯t something that could be mass-produced. ¡°Alright, Captain Bear, does that mean it''s our turn next?¡± Hui asked as he looked over at Bear, his voice once again calm and steady. Hearing this, Bear''s eyes gleamed with excitement. He had been waiting for this moment. ¡°Do you need to rest for a bit first?¡± Bear asked. Despite his eagerness, he wanted to give Hui a fair chance to recover. After all, Hui had just fought two battles back-to-back. Surely, he would have expended a significant amount of stamina and chakra by now. Or so Bear thought. In reality, Hui constantly absorbed energy from the environment around him, particrly light energy. His body processed and converted it into usable energy. However, there was a limit to how much his body could convert at one time, with any excess simply dissipating into the air. In other words, Hui was akin to a person with low chakra reserves but an extremely high rate of recovery. Long battles and drawn-out exhaustion weren¡¯t a concern for him. Still, it wouldn¡¯t do for him to reveal his secret just yet. So, instead, Hui nodded in agreement and sat down, pretending to rest and recover his chakra. After about ten minutes, he rose to his feet and spoke with renewed energy, ¡°Captain Bear, I¡¯m ready.¡± Bear grinned. ¡°Good! Then let¡¯s begin!¡± In a sh, Hui dashed forward, initiating the fight with a swift roundhouse kick. Thud! The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the training ground. Hui winced slightly, feeling the impact reverberate through his leg as though he had just kicked a solid oak tree. On the other hand, Bear was quietly impressed. Despite Hui¡¯s small stature, the strength behind his kick was formidable. Boom, boom, boom! Hui continued his assault,unching attack after attack with a series of kicks, punches, and swift movements. However, Bear¡¯s body seemed to be imprable. He blocked every blow with ease, barely breaking a sweat. Although Hui¡¯s eyesight gave him a significant advantage in reading Bear¡¯s moves and predicting his attacks, his body wasn¡¯t quite able to keep up with the level of precision needed. His smaller frame, though powerful for his age, simply couldn¡¯t match up to Bear¡¯s sheer physical prowess and skill in taijutsu. After another failed attack, Hui used Bear¡¯s counter-kick to propel himself backward, creating some distance between them. ¡°Captain Bear, your taijutsu is really something. I can¡¯tpare,¡± Hui admitted, though his tone was still calm. ¡°Hahaha! Well, I¡¯ve had years of practice, kid. It¡¯s only natural. I¡¯ve spent so much time honing my taijutsu that even my bones ache from it. But you, you¡¯re just a kid¡ªalready a freak of nature with strength like this,¡± Bearughed, clearly impressed with Hui¡¯s performance despite the gap in their skill levels. He continued, ¡°Let¡¯s call it here. This is just a sparring session to get to know each other¡¯s strengths. No need to push ourselves to find a victor.¡± With that, Bear officially ended the match. ¡°Alright then. Tomorrow at 8 a.m., meet at the Hokage¡¯s building. We¡¯ll begin our first mission, protecting the Hokage.¡± With the finalmand, Bear, Lightning, and Wind all vanished using the Body Flicker Technique, leaving Hui alone in the training ground. Hui let out a sigh. ¡°Hmph, what¡¯s so great about having the Body Flicker Technique? Acting all shy like that...¡± He grumbled to himself, feeling slightly envious. Then, after a moment of reflection, he added, ¡°...although, I suppose I really don¡¯t know how to do it yet.¡± [Tl/n: Aight folks, that''s it for today, there''ll be another 10 chapters tomorrow and afterwards, we''ll be reverting to two chapters-per-day schedule, with the added bonus of one chapter every 100 powerstones. You can check out my patreon if you want advanced chapters, I should be done uploading the chapters by now... probably. Don''t trust my past self on that though.] Have a great day Folks(£þ??) Chapter 17: Life in the ANBU Chapter 17: Life in the ANBU After exchanging a few friendly blows with his new teammates, Mochizuki Hui officially began his life in the ANBU. Inside the Hokage¡¯s office, Tobirama Senju lifted his gaze from a stack of documents and peered out the window. A small figure came into view¡ªvigntly patrolling the area. It was Mochizuki Hui, the youngest member of the ANBU. Watching Hui¡¯s serious expression as he carried out his duties, Tobirama couldn¡¯t help but nod in approval. Patrolling and standing guard were monotonous tasks, requiring patience and focus. But despite his tender age¡ªjust six years old¡ªHui had performed his duties withplete dedication for the past week, showing no signs of distraction or boredom. This level of discipline deeply impressed Tobirama. ¡°Light,e to the office,¡± Tobirama called, using Hui¡¯s ANBU codename instead of his real name. This was a small mark of respect for his position within the ANBU. Hearing the Hokage¡¯s voice, Hui swiftly leaped up to the window of the Hokage¡¯s office and gracefully entered the room,nding lightly on his feet. ¡°Lord Second, your orders?¡± Hui knelt down on one knee, his tone respectful and his posture perfect. As an ANBU member, Hui knew when to shed his usual carefree demeanor. In this position, especially in front of the Hokage, he had to present himself as a true ninja of the shadows. ¡°Hui, it''s been a week. How is that energy inside youing along?¡± Tobirama asked, now switching back to his more familiar tone, as this was a private conversation between them. ¡°Grandfather Tobirama, the energy is still growing steadily, though the increase isn¡¯t too drastic. I''d say it''s about one percent strongerpared tost week,¡± Hui replied calmly, having long prepared his response. An increase of one percent in a week was perfectly reasonable for his current stage. At this rate, the energy within him would double in about two years, which seemed like an appropriate and manageable growth curve for a child of his age. Hui had no doubt that if he revealed the true extent of his power to Tobirama, his current rxed life woulde to an abrupt end. Tobirama wouldn¡¯t subject him to any cruel experiments, of course, but he would definitely push Hui to develop as fast as possible. And the fastest way to grow stronger in this world? Realbat. Life-and-death battles that would force Hui to hone his skills through harsh experience. That wasn¡¯t the life Hui wanted. The allure of bing a powerful figure, feared throughout the shinobi world, might seem appealing in theory. But the price for such a life? Constant danger, endless killing, and never knowing when death mighte for you. No, Hui much preferred a life of peace, bing invincible in his own time, and only stepping into the fray when it suited him. ¡°Hmm, not bad. At this rate, it won¡¯t be long before you reach the level of a Jonin,¡± Tobirama nodded approvingly. Though Hui was only six years old, his strength already matched that of a Chunin, despite some obvious shorings. Still, this kind of progress was more than enough to mark him as a genius. If his growth continued like this, within four or five years, Hui could easily reach the level of a Jonin. He¡¯d be a figure of significance in the shinobi world. The only question was whether this mysterious energy would continue to grow. How far could it go? What were its limits? ¡°Go back to your duties,¡± Tobirama instructed, turning back to the documents on his desk. ¡°Yes, Lord Second!¡± With a respectful bow, Hui left the office. As soon as he was outside, he resumed his usual routine¡ªfirst a patrol of the area, then standing guard at the entrance to the Hokage¡¯s office. Standing guard was perhaps the most monotonous of all tasks. For hours at a time, you couldn¡¯t move, couldn¡¯t speak, and had to maintain constant vignce. Most children wouldn¡¯tst a minute. Yet Hui took it all in stride, his posture unwavering, his senses sharp. Beside him, his teammate, Wind, couldn¡¯t help but marvel at Hui¡¯s focus. ¡°Light, don¡¯t you find standing guard boring?¡± Wind asked as they made their way back to the ANBU base after their shift. As Hui removed his ANBU uniform, he responded nonchntly, ¡°Boring? Maybe a little. But I find it meaningful.¡± ¡°Meaningful?¡± Wind raised an eyebrow, curious about the young boy¡¯s mindset. Hui paused for a moment, then spoke seriously, ¡°Boredomes from within. And the mind, Wind... the mind is the foundation of all strength.¡± Wind was taken aback by the depth of Hui¡¯s words. ¡°If your mind is weak, no matter how much power you possess, you''re no better than a wild beast. Such a person will be ruled by their power, and eventually, they¡¯ll be its ve. But if your mind is strong, you can control your power and use it for something meaningful¡ªlike protecting the vige, or the people you care about.¡± Hui¡¯s tone softened as he continued, ¡°The irritation and restlessness thate from standing guard¡ªthey¡¯re just more enemies for me to conquer. Oveing them is part of my growth.¡± After finishing his pre-prepared speech, Hui smiled faintly, then turned to leave, waving casually over his shoulder. ¡°Well, see you tomorrow.¡± Wind stood frozen for a moment, watching the small figure disappear into the distance. He felt a sense of awe, almost disbelief. How could someone so young speak with such maturity? He couldn¡¯t help but mutter to himself, ¡°This kid¡ how is he only six?¡± Chapter 18: Training Hui to Become Hokage? Chapter 18: Training Hui to Be Hokage? After Mochizuki Hui said those words to Wind, he quickly returned to his daily ANBU life¡ªpatrolling in the mornings and standing guard in the afternoons. Living in a carefree and peaceful manner, Hui paid no attention to the possible ripple effects his words might have caused. What Hui didn¡¯t realize was how his remarks had stirred up quite the storm in Konoha. Three dayster, Hiruzen Sarutobi, after finishing a mission with Tsunade and the others, was heading home alone. On his way, he encountered a young boy, about eight or nine years old, sitting by theke. The boy sat on the grassy shore, staring silently at the sunset. The soft golden light of the setting sun reflected off theke, while the cool evening breeze gently tousled the boy¡¯s hair, revealing a face that was calm, yet faintly sorrowful. This scene struck a chord in Hiruzen¡¯s heart, filling him with a sudden sense of mncholy. He paused for a few moments, then walked over to the boy and sat down beside him. ¡°It''s a beautiful view,¡± Hiruzen said, his tone light, as he gazed at the setting sun. ¡°But watching it alone can feel a bit lonely. I love sunsets too. Let¡¯s enjoy it together.¡± Hiruzen assumed the boy might be a war orphan, sitting here alone with no home to return to. Thoughtfully, he didn¡¯t ask the boy why he wasn¡¯t at home, but instead offered to share the moment with him. However, the boy gave Hiruzen a peculiar look, then responded in a surprisingly mature tone: ¡°Loneliness is a feeling born from the heart. I sit here watching the sunset alone not because I am alone, but because I¡¯m learning to conquer that loneliness and master my own heart. A ninja without a strong heart will eventually be a ve to their own power. Only by mastering one¡¯s heart can a ninja truly control their strength and use it to protect the vige and those they care about. You wouldn¡¯t understand.¡± After saying this, the boy stood up, nced briefly at Hiruzen, and then turned to leave. Hiruzen was left sitting there, stunned, his mouth slightly agape as he watched the boy¡¯s figure disappear around the corner. His expression gradually became more serious as he mulled over the boy¡¯s words. ¡°The strength of the heart¡ such profound insight. Perhaps I should also take a deeper look at my own heart, to see if it is weak or strong,¡± Hiruzen muttered to himself, a thoughtful smile creeping across his face as he finally stood and walked away. What Hiruzen didn¡¯t see was that, after disappearing from view, the boy stood watching some other children ying ninja games in the distance, his expression filled with envy. However, remembering his father¡¯s strict expectations, the boy let out a sigh and slouched off dejectedly. That night, Hiruzen found himself unable to sleep. The next day, he appeared in front of Tsunade, Orochimaru, and Jiraiya, sporting dark circles under his eyes. He gave them a rather unusual task: ¡°Understand your heart.¡± The assignment left Jiraiya thoroughly confused, prompting him to ask for rification. In response, Hiruzen recounted the encounter he had the night before, causing Tsunade and Orochimaru to fall silent. Jiraiya, however, was stillpletely lost but thought that the boy¡¯s words were even cooler than anything Hui had ever said. Feeling inspired, Jiraiya decided to start acting like a philosophical sage, copying the boy¡¯s style. And so, the influence of that phrase began to ripple through the circles of newly graduated Genin, spreading from there to the ranks of Chunin, Jonin, and eventually throughout the vige. The phrase even reached the ears of the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, who, curious about its origin, had his ANBU investigate. It didn¡¯t take long for the trail to lead back to Hui. Apparently, the boy¡¯s father had shared the phrase with him, a lesson the boy took to heart as he struggled to ovee his own loneliness. And as for the boy¡¯s father? He had heard it from a friend¡ none other than Wind. Wind, of course, had no qualms about revealing that the original speaker was none other than Mochizuki Hui. Tobirama was shocked. He had already thought highly of Hui, considering him a remarkably talented and capable boy. But now, it turned out Hui was even more impressive than he¡¯d realized. At only six years old, Hui possessed not only strength but also such profound wisdom. A thought began to form in Tobirama¡¯s mind, a thought he had never entertained before. If Hui was this exceptional in strength and insight, could he also excel in other areas? Like¡ politics? If the boy showed even a fraction of this brilliance in political matters, it was conceivable that Tobirama could groom him for something far greater¡ Could he train this child to be Hokage? Once the idea took root, it was impossible to dismiss. Although Tobirama had always assumed his sessor woulde from among his current subordinates, it didn¡¯t hurt to n for the future. The next Hokage might be set, but the next-next Hokage? ¡°Looks like I¡¯ll need to adjust how I nurture Hui¡¡± Tobirama murmured to himself, a n already forming in his mind. Meanwhile, Hui was blissfully unaware of the fact that Tobirama had begun to harbor aspirations of grooming him to be Hokage. Instead, he was staring at a smug Jiraiya, deep in thought. Just as Hui had returned home, he saw Jiraiya standing outside his house, staring pensively into the distance, trying hard to look like a wise old sage. Curious, Hui had asked what he was doing, only for Jiraiya to throw Hui¡¯s own words back at him in a dramatic and pompous tone. "Ah, you just wouldn¡¯t understand, would you? For someone as talented as you, it''s hard to grasp the true meaning of having a weak heart. Not everyone is as exceptional as me, after all," Jiraiya said with a haughty grin, clearly enjoying the moment. Hui¡¯s mouth twitched slightly in annoyance, and he replied coolly, ¡°You forgot to add the part about protecting the vige and the weak.¡± Jiraiya froze. ¡°Wait¡ how did you know that was the next line? Did someone tell you this before?¡± Hui let out a small sigh, his voice tinged with mncholy. ¡°Because¡ I was the one who said it in the first ce.¡± Silence. Jiraiya stood there, speechless, his face slowly turning red with embarrassment. Finally, without another word, he turned and walked away, muttering to himself, ¡°I don¡¯t believe it. You¡¯re not going to fool me with that¡¡± But the moment he disappeared around the corner, his voice still echoing in the air, it was clear¡ªhe believed it. Chapter 19: The Onset of War Chapter 19: The Onset of War The next day, Mochizuki Hui resumed his usual routine of patrolling and standing guard. His life hadn''t been disrupted at all, despite the impact his previous words had had on Konoha. Although those words had caused quite a stir in the vige, only a select few knew that they had originated from Hui himself. Most people only knew that a mysterious ANBU member had said them, but the exact identity remained unclear. As a result, Hui¡¯s life remainedrgely unaffected, and the incident soon faded into the background. However, if there was anysting impact, it was that during his asional chats with Tobirama, the Second Hokage would subtly steer their conversations toward political matters. Tobirama began bringing up topics such as the conflicts within the ninja world, the tensions between the Five Great Nations, the rivalry between the Five Hidden Viges, and the future development of the vige. These topics, though significant, were introduced casually, melded into their discussions in a way that didn¡¯t seem forced. Hui noticed this change but attributed it to Tobirama¡¯s preupation with the growing tensions between the viges, which had been escting recently. While Hui didn¡¯t engage in any grand debates with Tobirama, he asionally let slip some insightful ideas that impressed the Hokage. These exchanges only strengthened Tobirama¡¯s resolve to cultivate Hui into the next-next Hokage. However, before Tobirama could fully implement his ns for Hui''s growth, an unexpected event urred¡ªone that would throw the entire vige into chaos. The First Shinobi World War had begun. (Author''s Note: In this story¡¯s setting, the First Shinobi World War began with minor skirmishes in Konoha Year 13 and fully erupted in Konoha Year 16.) After the death of the God of Shinobi, Hashirama Senju, dark clouds of war had loomed over the ninja world. The Five Great Nations had engaged in small-scale skirmishes, each testing the others¡¯ strength. This uneasy stalematested for years, as all sides were cautious, avoiding full-scale conflict. But now, the other four hidden viges could hold back no longer. They assembled their forces andunched a full-scale assault on Konoha. With the war¡¯s sudden outbreak, the entire vige of Konoha was plunged into a grim atmosphere. Gone was the vibrant energy that usually filled the streets; now, the vige was overshadowed by the looming threat of war. Hui¡¯s life, too, was deeply affected. His regr routine of patrolling and standing guard outside the Hokage¡¯s office came to an end. The man he was assigned to protect, the Second Hokage, had personally gone to the frontlines. Now, Hui and his squad¡¯s main task shifted from guarding the Hokage to patrolling the outskirts of Konoha. This was Tobirama¡¯s way of protecting Hui¡ªhe wasn¡¯t about to bring a six-year-old boy into the heart of battle. Yet it wasn¡¯t just Hui¡¯s daily life that changed; his heart also grew heavy with worry. Although the timeline of early events in Naruto was notoriously muddled, with contradictions and vague details, there was one thing Hui knew for certain. The Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, would die during the First Shinobi World War. This knowledge weighed heavily on Hui, who hade to see Tobirama as family. He wanted to prevent this tragic oue but had no idea how to go about it. His current strength wasn¡¯t nearly enough to alter the course of such monumental events. Moreover, the timeline of the war was so fragmented that Hui had no clear understanding of when Tobirama would meet his fate. All he knew was that the Second Hokage would die while attempting to negotiate with the Land of Lightning, killed by Kinkaku and Ginkaku¡¯s elite forces. This one small piece of information was his only constion, preventing him from spiraling into a state of constant anxiety. Afterpleting his daily patrol, Hui and his team gathered at the abandoned training ground where they had first met. Due to the outbreak of war, most of the ANBU forces had apanied Tobirama to the battlefield. Only two or three squads remained in the vige to oversee its defense. Since the ANBU reported directly to the Hokage, Hui and his team were granted an unusual amount of freedom, not needing to assemble at ANBU headquarters unless called for a mission. "Just received new orders," said Bear, his voice steady. "Squad Four of Unit One will escort a supply convoy to the rear guard tomorrow morning. Assemble in the forest two kilometers outside the vige at 0700 hours. Dismissed!" "Understood!" Hui, Wind, and Lightning replied in unison. With the orders given, Bear, Wind, and Lightning used the Body Flicker Technique to disappear, leaving Hui alone at the training ground. Hui stood still for a few moments, gazing up at the darkening sky before finally turning and heading home. When he had graduated early, it had been expected that he would be sent to the battlefield. However, due to his unique status and Tobirama¡¯s protection, he had remained in the vige. But now, it seemed that his time hade. While the path from the vige to the rear guard was considered the safest route on the battlefield, this mission felt like the first step toward more dangerous assignments. Tobirama, after all, understood that the war required a faster pace for Hui¡¯s growth. Although Hui was still reluctant to face danger so soon, he knew deep down that it was inevitable. Moreover, part of him wanted to grow stronger as quickly as possible, to protect the vige that had be his home over the past six years. He cared deeply for the vige¡ªand for the people he cherished within it. With a soft sigh, Hui muttered to himself, "It seems the good days are over¡" He straightened, a steely glint shing in his eyes. "Alright, ninja world¡ªhere Ie." Chapter 20: Enemy Attack Chapter 20: Enemy Attack The sun hung high in the sky, with cloudszily drifting by. It was a beautiful day. A dirt road cut straight through the forest, stretching into the unseen distance. Along this road, carts loaded with supplies moved slowly forward. "Sensei Aoki, we''re deep in the heart of the Land of Fire. We¡¯ve made this trip multiple times already. Isn''t it a bit much to stay this cautious?" asked a boy, no older than eleven or twelve, to the middle-aged ninja leading the convoy. Though the boy had only recently graduated from the academy, he had already transported supplies along this route several times. At first, he had been nervous, fearing danger around every bend. But after a few trips, he had grown rxed. After all, they hadn''t encountered even a single rogue ninja or bandit, let alone enemy shinobi. "This is wartime, Mantian. You must always stay alert, no matter where you are," Sensei Aoki replied firmly. "We are responsible for this convoy. It¡¯s our mission to ensure these supplies safely reach the rear guard." The boy, Mantian, sighed and muttered under his breath. His teacher always said the same thing. "Yeah, yeah, I get it. Ninja always need to stay vignt." Still, he couldn¡¯t help but roll his eyes. In his view, his teacher was being overly cautious. He nced toward the back of the convoy, where two other boys, his teammates, were keeping watch. ¡°Seriously, everyone in this squad is such a worrywart. Where¡¯s the fun in that?¡± Mantian thought as he flopped onto the supply carts, staring up at the clouds. Keeping watch from above? No way. There was no chance of anything happening here! This was the Land of Fire, after all. If enemy shinobi were to make it this far into their territory, it would mean Konoha was on the verge of copse. There was no way that was happening. Yawning, Mantian felt his eyelids grow heavy. ¡°Maybe I can sneak in a quick nap. Who¡¯s going to notice?¡± But just as he was about to drift off, a shout rang through the air. "Look out!!" Boom! A massive explosion rocked the ground, shaking the convoy violently. Mantian¡¯s heart leaped into his throat as he scrambled up, frantically looking around. The earth beneath him trembled, and the carts swayed dangerously. Before Mantian could get his bearings, he felt a sudden force pierce through the air towards him. He wanted to move, but his body froze, paralyzed with fear. ng! ng! ng! The sharp ng of metal striking metal echoed nearby. Slowly, Mantian turned his head to see several kunai and shuriken lying on the ground not far from him. Someone had just saved him by deflecting the iing projectiles. "You little brat, die!" A gruff voice roared from the ground ahead. A middle-aged man leaped from the earth, a cruel grin on his face, brandishing a kunai as he charged toward Mantian. "Run, Mantian!" It was Sensei Aoki, shouting from where he was locked inbat. But the enemy ninja had him pinned down¡ªhe couldn¡¯t break free to help. The two other boys guarding the rear were also under attack, each fending off an enemy of their own. Their squad had been ambushed. Sensei Aoki¡¯s shout snapped Mantian out of his terror-induced stupor, but his limbs still refused to move. His breath came in short gasps, and his mind went nk as he watched the enemy shinobi close in. If he couldn¡¯t act soon, he was going to die. The enemy, sensing his prey¡¯s helplessness, bared his teeth in a wild grin. He let out a savage growl as he lunged toward Mantian like a beast hunting its quarry. Suddenly, several kunai flew out from the forest, cutting through the air toward the attacking ninja. He was startled but quickly assessed that the kunai were slower than expected. If he just sped up his charge, they would miss him entirely. With a fierce burst of speed, he ducked under the first wave of kunai. Whoosh! Two more kunai came flying at him, faster and with more precision than the first set. Startled, the enemy ninja twisted his body to avoid them, but in doing so, he lost momentum. ng! ng! The sound of kunai shing with each other rang out, and the ninja felt a sharp, searing pain in his back. His eyes widened in shock. Staggering forward a few more steps, he copsed onto the ground, sliding for another meter beforeing to a stop. His body twitched, but he couldn¡¯t get up. He tried, but his strength was gone. Four kunai were embedded in his back, and they had sealed his fate. Mantian, who had been just meters away from death, gulped and looked down at the fallen ninja. His heart pounded, and his whole body trembled. Slowly, he came back to his senses. It was then that he noticed four figures had appeared on the battlefield. "ANBU?!" He couldn¡¯t help but shout in surprise when he saw their distinctive attire. "Damn it! The ANBU have caught up to us! Retreat!" one of the enemy shinobi shouted, his voiceced with panic. He turned to flee. ¡°Think you can run? In your dreams!¡± growled a deep voice¡ªit was Bear, the leader of Squad Four. The four ANBU who had appeared were none other than the members of Squad Four. The one who had killed the charging ninja with precise kunai throws was none other than Mochizuki Hui. Chapter 21: A Fate Already Decided Chapter 21: A Fate Already Decided ¡°Damn brats!¡± Hearing his captain shout for retreat, Kawaji wasted no time and immediately turned to flee. ncing back at the two kids chasing him, he cursed under his breath, but his mind raced as he calcted his next move. Kawaji and his team were members of Iwagakure''s scouting unit. After a fierce battle with Konoha''s ANBU forces on the front lines, their squads were scattered, and they had been forced to retreat. His group of five was hastily formed from the remnants of those scattered teams. Their original n had been to escape back to their own forces, but Konoha''s ANBU blocked the path, and breaking through with their current strength was impossible. Faced with imminent death, Kawaji''s captain made a bold decision. They would break out in the opposite direction. Instead of heading toward their own forces, they decided to evade Konoha''s main forces by cutting diagonally through enemy territory and into the heart of the Land of Fire. To be honest, it was a desperate gamble¡ªa suicidal one, at that. With only five members, none of them highly ranked, they had no chance of receiving reinforcements deep within enemy territory. Moreover, Konoha would never allow enemy shinobi to roam freely in their homnd. They would surely face relentless pursuit. But at that moment, it was their only option to avoid immediate death. To their surprise, despite being chased multiple times, they had managed to survive each encounter and slip away. It was almost as if fate had been on their side, allowing them to miraculously enter the Land of Fire¡¯s hearnd. Their group of five couldn¡¯t quite believe their luck. Yet they knew the danger wasn¡¯t over. If anything, they were now in even more peril. The hearnd of the Land of Fire meant every corner could hold Konoha shinobi, and there was no way they could expect reinforcements. Unless Iwagakure emerged victorious on the front lines and managed to push deep into Konoha¡¯s territory, they were entirely alone. Their captain, though, had a wild idea. Since their only hope for survivaly in Iwagakure defeating Konoha, why not do something to help that cause? It was an insane n, but the captain set his sights on Konoha''s supply lines. And so, while dodging Konoha patrols, they scouted for a route that could disrupt Konoha¡¯s operations. After much effort, they finally found one¡ªa supply convoy to the rear forces. Thus, today¡¯s ambush was set. It didn¡¯t seem logical, nor did it make sense that a ragtag group of five¡ªone jonin, three elite chunin, and one regr chunin¡ªcould achieve what even elite squads from Iwagakure couldn¡¯t. But then again, neither Kawaji nor his teammates knew that every step of their retreat had been orchestrated by none other than the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju. From the moment Tobirama noticed their retreat, their fate had been sealed. Their escape route had been subtly guided, their discovery of Konoha¡¯s supply line arranged, and even the encounter with their foes had been predetermined. When they targeted the convoy, they had no idea that Squad Four of the ANBU, including Mochizuki Hui, had been assigned to guard it. Every move they had made led to this confrontation, all part of Tobirama¡¯s n for Mochizuki Hui¡¯s growth. Kawaji¡¯s squad was meant to die by Mochizuki Hui¡¯s hands. Though Hui was a prodigious talent, he was still a shinobi¡ªand shinobi were required to kill. The experience of taking a life was crucial for a ninja¡¯s development. Who they killed, why, and how could shape a shinobi¡¯s heart. And so, these enemy shinobi, who had attacked Konoha¡¯srades, were handpicked by Tobirama to serve as Hui¡¯s stepping stone. Of course, Kawaji and his squad were unaware of this, and so was Hui. Whoosh, whoosh! The sound of kunai slicing through the air made Kawaji¡¯s heart skip a beat. He leaped to the next tree branch just as the kunai struck the branch he had been standing on with a thunk. Landing on a higher branch, Kawaji stopped and turned around. He had witnessed the death of his teammate, the regr chunin, earlier. The skill with which the small ANBU shinobi wielded his kunai had left an indelible mark on Kawaji¡¯s mind. Though his immediate priority was to flee, he and his captain had scattered in different directions. Kawaji noticed that the tall ANBU and the chunin in the Konoha k jacket had gone after the captain. Meanwhile, the ANBU with purple hair and the ck-haired one were chasing the other two elite chunin. That meant the only ones pursuing him were this small ANBU brat and the white-haired kid. The two other young Konoha ninjas with them were irrelevant. They posed no real threat. With his escape route decided, Kawaji¡¯s thoughts shifted to a new n. His captain¡¯s bold decision to flee into enemy territory had kept them alive until now, so perhaps killing these two brats before escaping would increase his own chances of survival. "Two kids really think they can take me down? They must be tired of living!" Kawaji crouched on the tree branch, his eyes cold and murderous as he sized up his two young pursuers with a smirk. "It seems he wants to kill us before he makes his escape," remarked the white-haired boy. He was Mantian¡¯s teammate, and of the three genin, he was the only one who had managed to regain hisposure and fight back after the ambush. "Yeah¡ Looks like he¡¯s underestimating us," Hui responded calmly. Even though this was his first real life-or-death battle, he felt an unusual sense of tranquillity. Instead of fear, his mind was clear, and his heart was calm. Perhaps Hui was one of those people¡ªa natural-born shinobi, with a strong heart capable of facing any storm. Chapter 22: The Madman’s Gambit Chapter 22: The Madman¡¯s Gambit Mochizuki Hui observed the ninja in front of him. The man looked to be around twenty-five or twenty-six, standing about 175 cm tall and weighing around 60 kilograms. Judging by his attire, he was from Iwagakure, and the disheveled, dirt-caked state of his clothing indicated that he had been on the run for some time. Based on their brief exchange earlier, Hui had already pieced together several details about his opponent. He appeared to be an elite chunin, with average taijutsu, normal strength, speed, and reaction time. His genjutsu capabilities were unknown, but given that he was from Iwagakure, there was a 90% chance he was proficient in Earth Style ninjutsu. As for his temperament, the man seemed irritable, arrogant, and overly confident. In a matter of seconds, Hui¡¯s mind had analyzed and categorized the information he had gathered. ¡°Underestimate you? You give yourself far too much credit. I haven¡¯t taken you brats seriously from the start,¡± Kawaji sneered coldly. ¡°Kids like you should be at home sucking on bottles. The world of ninjas isn¡¯t some yground.¡± His eyes shifted toward the white-haired boy, hoping to see the taunt take effect. But to his disappointment, both of the kids remained unnervingly calm,pletely unfazed by his provocations. They weren¡¯t simple children after all. Fine. If that¡¯s the case, I¡¯ll finish this quickly. Kawaji¡¯s hands moved into a sequence of hand signs, preparing to unleash a jutsu. However, Hui wasn¡¯t going to give him the chance. He swiftly threw a volley of kunai, forcing Kawaji to stop his hand signs and dodge. Meanwhile, the white-haired boy charged forward, wielding a short, white-ded sword. ng! ng! ng! Sparks flew as the white-haired boy and Kawaji exchanged rapid blows. However, it was clear that the boy was at a disadvantage, defending more than attacking. Despite this, he remainedposed, knowing that his partner wouldn¡¯t just stand idly by. Sure enough, as the white-haired boy engaged Kawaji, Hui leaped into the fray, sword in hand, joining the fight. If it had been just one of them, either the white-haired boy or Hui, facing Kawaji alone, they would have surely been outmatched. But together, they managed to hold their ground, matching Kawaji blow for blow. ng! ng! ng! The sound of shing steel echoed as the battle raged on. Kawaji¡¯s attacks grew faster and more ferocious, his eyes turning bloodshot with madness. His strikes came in a furious flurry, relentless and overwhelming. He knew the longer this dragged on, the more dangerous it would be for him. He needed to eliminate these two brats quickly. Realizing that the opportunity to use ninjutsu wasn¡¯t presenting itself, Kawaji abandoned the idea entirely, opting for brute force instead. He would rely on sheer speed and relentless attacks to overwhelm them in closebat. He fought like a madman, throwing caution to the wind. His tactic was simple: outpace them with a relentless barrage of strikes, even if it meant taking a few hits in return. This was the best way to deal with the two kids. As an elite chunin with extensivebat experience, Kawaji knew how to adapt. The two brats were relying on technique to bridge the gap between their abilities and his own. In a normal fight, it would take him a long time to wear them down. But why fight them on equal terms? He was a grown man, and they were just children. There was no need to y fair. These kids were relying on skill to make up for theirck of strength, so he would exploit his advantage in stamina and experience. After all, a child¡¯s endurance was no match for an adult¡¯s. ¡°Die, you little brats!¡± Kawaji roared, his attacks growing more frenzied. He could feel the two kids¡¯ breathing bing heavier. Their stamina was depleting fast. Both Hui and the white-haired boy quickly realized what Kawaji was trying to do. ¡°He¡¯s trying to wear us down!¡± the white-haired boy said, his face growing tense. The Iwagakure ninja wasn¡¯t particrly strong, and with the two of them working together, they could have held him off long enough for reinforcements to arrive. But his fighting style was too reckless¡ªhe was fighting as if he didn¡¯t care about his own life. Because of the difference in physical strength, Hui and the white-haired boy couldn¡¯t afford to engage him the same way. While they could only inflict minor wounds on him, a single hit from him could seriously injure them. As a result, they had to not only fight at a high intensity but also staypletely focused on defense. Things were starting to look bad. ¡°I know, we just have to hold on. Reinforcements will be here soon,¡± Hui responded, his breath quickening, and his strikes slowing just a fraction. It wasn¡¯t that Hui¡¯s stamina was failing¡ªafter all, his endurance was practically a cheat code, allowing him to keep fighting with hardly any loss of energy. No, this was all part of an act. From their exchanges so far, Hui had analyzed Kawaji¡¯s mentality. The man was impatient and overconfident, traits that could easily be exploited. If Kawaji¡¯s goal was to wear them down, Hui would let him believe he was seeding. So, when the white-haired boy hinted at retreat, Hui pretended not to understand, stubbornly continuing to hold his ground. Seeing this, the white-haired boy grew more anxious. ¡°I¡¯m almost out of stamina!¡± he shouted, trying to reinforce his hint. ¡°Hahaha, there¡¯s no point in pretending anymore, kids! You really think you can escape me? You¡¯re underestimating me!¡± Kawajiughed maniacally, his grin growing more savage. He believed he had the situationpletely under control. Chapter 23: Remember, My Name is Light! Chapter 23: Remember, My Name is Light! Crack! The sharp sound of metal breaking echoed through the forest as Kawaji¡¯s kunai finally snapped after the long, intense battle. In that instant, the tip of Kawaji¡¯s de sliced through Hui¡¯s Anbu mask, revealing his young face beneath it. ¡°So young!¡± Kawaji gasped, his initial suspicion now confirmed. Despite having an inkling about the boy¡¯s age, seeing his innocent, youthful face left Kawaji stunned. The kid was only six or seven years old, yet he had this much power. A true prodigy from Konoha! ¡°A genius from the Hidden Leaf, huh? Too bad you¡¯re going to die here today!¡± Kawaji growled with malicious certainty. In his mind, he had already won. If he had been just a fraction faster earlier, or if this brat had been a tad bit slower, he would have already finished him off. He could feel their stamina waning¡ªboth of these children were nearing exhaustion. The white-haired boy realized this too, and panic began to rise within him. His body trembled as he faced the overwhelming odds, but he couldn¡¯t flee¡ªnot without dooming Hui. Yes, the white-haired boy recognized Hui. After all, Hui was known as the most handsome boy in the academy, and this boy had graduated the same year. How could he not know of him? ¡°Run! Go get help! I¡¯ll hold him off!¡± the boy shouted with a resolute voice, making a tough decision. His words caught Hui by surprise. The white-haired boy was clearly ready to sacrifice himself to give Hui a chance to survive. ¡°You little brats, neither of you is getting out of here alive! You¡¯ll both die today!¡± Kawaji roared, his eyes gleaming with madness. Hui¡¯s expression hardened with determination. ¡°If either of us leaves, the other will die. Hold on, if we can justst until backup arrives, we¡¯ll win!¡± Of course, Hui had no intention of running away. He had a n, and the critical moment was drawing near. The white-haired boy was shaken by Hui¡¯s resolve. He realized that Hui had epted the possibility of death too and wasn¡¯t about to leave him behind. ¡°Alright then! Let¡¯s see who falls first¡ªus or him!¡± the boy shouted, steeling himself for what was toe. ¡°Let¡¯s see who¡¯s still standing by the end!¡± Kawaji¡¯s face twisted into a hideous snarl as he attacked with renewed fury, determined to end the fight as quickly as possible. Boom! Shhhh! In a split second, Hui made what appeared to be a critical mistake. He left himself wide open, and Kawaji seized the chance, delivering a powerful kick to Hui¡¯s chest. Hui flew backwards, crashing into the ground with a sickening thud, unable to rise. ¡°Hui?!¡± The white-haired boy¡¯s heart sank, blurting out Hui¡¯s true name in a moment of panic. With Hui seemingly out of the fight, Kawaji¡¯s bloodlust intensified. He threw caution to the wind andunched a relentless assault on the white-haired boy, abandoning defense entirely. Without Hui¡¯s support, the boy couldn¡¯t hold his ground for long. Kawaji¡¯s crazed onught soon overwhelmed him, sending him flying as well. Thud! Coughing up blood, Kawaji wiped his mouth and finally allowed himself a moment of relief. His chest heaved with exhaustion, but a sinister grin spread across his face. It was almost over. He just needed to finish these two kids and then he could make his escape. Hopefully, his captain could keep the rest of the Leaf Ninja at bay long enough for him to get away. ¡°Brats, it¡¯s over,¡± Kawaji sneered, picking up a discarded kunai. He strode toward Hui, whose body was curled up in pain on the ground. ¡°Damn it!¡± the white-haired boy groaned, struggling to get up but finding it impossible. He was wracked with guilt, cursing his own weakness for not being able to protect the six-year-old prodigy. Even though he was only twelve himself. ¡°Hui, huh? A true genius!¡± Kawaji chuckled darkly. ¡°If you had more time, you¡¯d have grown into a powerful ninja. But unfortunately for you, you met me today. This is your fate, and it all ends here.¡± As Kawaji closed the distance, stopping just two meters from Hui, he raised his kunai, preparing to deliver the final blow. But at that precise moment, Hui moved. He had been waiting for this¡ªthe perfect distance. He had been conserving his energy, and now he was ready. A brilliant silver light shed. It looked like the curve of a new moon or the streak of a shooting star. The light shot out from Hui¡¯s sword, straight into Kawaji¡¯s body. ¡°Yes, it¡¯s over,¡± Hui said calmly as he rose from the ground. ¡°You¡¡± Kawaji tried to speak, but the words wouldn¡¯te. Blood spurted from his throat. The light had cut through his neck, severing his throatpletely. Thud! Kawaji¡¯s body copsed to the ground, his eyes wide open in disbelief. Even in death, his expression was frozen in bitter resentment. He had evaded the elite forces of Konoha time and time again, only to be struck down by two kids. It was an end he could never have imagined. ¡°Whew, it¡¯s finally over. Are you alright?¡± Hui asked, breathing a deep sigh of relief. He walked over to the white-haired boy, helping him to his feet. The boy looked at Hui, staring at his delicate, youthful face. Slowly, a smile crept across his lips. ¡°Not bad, Hui. Your acting was wless.¡± Finally understanding Hui¡¯s strategy, the boy couldn¡¯t help but feel a deep admiration for him. Hui simply smiled without saying a word. After helping the boy to his feet, he walked over and picked up his broken mask. Then, he turned back to the white-haired boy, shing him a wide grin. ¡°Even if you recognize an Anbu member during a mission, you¡¯re not supposed to call out their real name.¡± ¡°If we meet again, remember¡ªI go by Light.¡± As he spoke, a ray of sunlight broke through the clouds, streaming through the leaves and casting a soft glow on Hui¡¯s face. It was a beautiful scene. The white-haired boy gazed at the image before him, imprinting it in his memory. As Hui turned and leaped into the trees, ready to leave, the boy called out loudly, ¡°Light!¡± Hui paused mid-jump, turning his head to look back with a questioning expression. Below, the white-haired boy smiled brightly and shouted, ¡°I¡¯m Sakumo Hatake! It¡¯s been a pleasure to meet you!¡± Hui¡¯s lips curved into a grin. Landing on a branch, he gave one final nod before continuing his way into the forest, leaving only two words behind in the air. ¡°Got it.¡± Chapter 24: Rogue Ninja Chapter 24: Rogue Ninja That very day, the detailed report of the skirmish hadnded on Tobirama Senju''s desk. As he reviewed the information, an unusual smile tugged at his lips. Hui hadn¡¯t disappointed him. During the battle, Hui demonstrated the qualities a top-tier ninja should possess. However, Tobirama knew it wasn¡¯t enough. After some contemtion, he turned to the Anbu squad leader beside him. "Send Squad Four to the Heichuan Line. The mission... protect the supply convoy." "Yes, sir!" the squad leader responded without hesitation. The Heichuan Line was one of the logistical routes that connected Konoha to the Mist Vige''s battlefield. Located within the Fire Country, it was a vital route leading toward the nation''s borders. This area was already fraught with danger. Transporting supplies here often meant running the risk of encountering rogue ninjas or enemy vige scouts. But this route wasn¡¯t excessively dangerous¡ªit was still deep within the Land of Fire¡¯s borders. Even if they encountered enemies, they wouldn¡¯t facerge groups¡ªmost likely just small scouting squads. More frequently, the danger woulde from rogue ninjas, and wandering ouws scraping by in the war-tornnds. It was the perfect ce for Hui''s next step of growth. When Hui received this mission, he wasn¡¯t surprised in the slightest. As he had expected, afterpleting the first mission where danger was present, a more dangerous task had arrived shortly after. He had already mentally prepared himself for it. Unlike the weather in the area where Sakumo Hatake and the others were stationed, the Heichuan Line was frequently gloomy and misty. The skies were often overcast, casting a grey pall over everything and giving thend an oppressive atmosphere. The constant dampness seemed to seep into one''s soul, bringing a sense of unease and depression. Hui didn¡¯t particrly like this kind of weather. But as a ninja, he worked hard to adapt, turning the negative emotions brought on by this environment into another form of mental training. On the third day of their mission, escorting the supply convoy silently as they moved along the route, Hui suddenly stopped in his tracks. Bear, who was apanying him on this side of the convoy, also halted. "What is it?" "Two o''clock direction, around five hundred meters out. Six of them. One Ch¨±nin, five Genin," Hui said quietly, his senses tingling with the presence of chakra. Hui''s sensory ability allowed him to detect chakra signatures, and he had just picked up the presence of six enemies in the distance. Bear nodded, then gestured to Wind and Lightning on the other side of the convoy. Once they gathered, Bear repeated Hui''s findings before directing Hui to lead the way. The four of them moved swiftly and silently toward the indicated direction. When they arrived, Hui¡¯s sharp eyes quickly found the six figures hidden within the forest. From their attire, there were no visible insignias to indicate they were from any particr vige. These were likely rogue ninjas, and the odds were high. Their bodies were thin and malnourished, their clothing mismatched and tattered, giving the impression that they had been wandering like this for a long time. Moreover, their ambush techniquecked the precision and coordination typical of thevige-trained ninjas. Rogue ninjas often had a rougher, more desperate approach. Typically, vige ninjas would take up ideal positions for ambushes, carefully considering both attack and escape routes. But these six had all clustered together in a small area, all on one side of the road. Worse, they were chatting quietly among themselves when they should¡¯ve been focused on the approaching target. "Are we really going to attack Konoha¡¯s supply convoy, Kimura? We¡¯ll get killed doing this!" one of the ninjas, dark-skinned and scrawny, spoke in a trembling voice. "I know we can¡¯t afford to cross Konoha," Kimura, the apparent leader, responded in a gruff voiceced with frustration. "But if we don¡¯t do something, we¡¯re going to starve to death anyway!" The wars had ravaged thend, and the Hidden Mist Vige wasn¡¯t known for leaving anything behind when they invaded. They piged all avable resources, leaving civilians and weaker rogue ninjas without food or supplies. These six, clearly of weak standing, had no choice but to look toward Konoha''s convoys as theirst hope for survival. The irony wasn''t lost on Hui and his team. Konoha had spared these rogue ninjas, not plundering their meager resources, but now, driven by desperation, they had be the targets of these same rogues. "Kimura¡¯s right. If we don¡¯t act now, we¡¯re done for," the dark-skinned rogue fell silent, unable to argue with the grim truth. Bear¡¯s eyes glinted coldly as he listened to the conversation below. He signaled to Hui, Wind, and Lightning with a simple gesture¡ªeliminate them. Without a word, the four of them vanished, blending into the shadows, preparing to strike. For the rogue ninjas, this would be thest mistake they ever made. Chapter 25: Growing Accustomed to Killing Chapter 25: Growing ustomed to Killing Six rogue ninjas¡ªone Ch¨±nin and five Genin. Against such opponents, Squad Four made short work of them. The battle didn¡¯t even require tactics. Within mere seconds, the six rogue ninjas were dead. They hadn¡¯t even managed to fight back. In the forest, six bodiesy piled on top of each other, surrounded by the four Anbu members. "They really didn¡¯t know their ce," Bear muttered coldly. With a series of hand seals, he used an Earth Release jutsu to bury the six bodies. "Let¡¯s continue with the mission," he ordered. The other three members, Wind and Lightning included, quickly dispersed using Body Flicker, vanishing into the trees. Hui, however, lingered for a few moments, standing silently before the fresh mound of dirt. After a few seconds of reflection, he finally turned and left. Six people, two of whom had died by his hand, felled by his shuriken. It had been effortless. There was no need for borate tactics or even swordy. No need for a drawn-out battle. All it had taken was the throw of a few shuriken to snuff out their lives. The six rogue ninjas had died quietly, alone in the forest. Other than Hui and his squad, no one would ever know they had died. And perhaps no one would care. In that moment, Hui realized just how cheap the lives of the weak were. So fragile. So insignificant. The war had intensified. Mist, Rock, Cloud, and Sand¡ªfour major ninja viges had mobilizedrge forces into the Land of Fire, all aiming for Konoha. Under the leadership of the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, Konoha fought back against thebined might of the four viges, managing to hold the battle lines at the borders of the Land of Fire. But Konoha was ultimately outnumbered. The war was gruelling, and many shinobi lost their lives¡ªincluding the parents of Orochimaru. The frontline slowly inched closer to Konoha, pushing deeper into the Land of Fire, albeit at a painstakingly slow pace. Fortunately, the four ninja viges were not fully united in their efforts. They were each fighting for their own gain, and their conflicting interests led to internal strife and shes. Additionally, many smaller countries and minor ninja viges were either dragged into the war or forced to join, making the conflict even more chaotic. In the midst of this chaos, the Heichuan Line became increasingly dangerous. Numerous rogue ninjas and enemy scout teams turned their eyes toward this route, seeking to prey on Konoha¡¯s supply lines. sh! The sound of a de slicing through flesh echoed as Hui''s sword cut cleanly across an enemy¡¯s throat. The rogue ninja¡¯s eyes filled with disbelief and unwillingness before Hui moved on to his next target. Months had passed, and Hui had grown ustomed to the act of killing. By now, the number of rogue and enemy scouts who had fallen by his hand had surpassed thirty. Most of his victims had been rogue ninjas¡ªmany of them hired by small viges to defend their meager supplies. But when the battlefield shifted, a unit from Iwagakure entered the Heichuan Line, putting Konoha under tremendous pressure. Konoha was forced to pull back certain defensive positions. As a result, many small viges, once shielded by Konoha¡¯s forces, were left exposed to the predatory forces of the Mist and Rock Viges. They were looted and ravaged. This left the rogue ninjas, even those with decent skills, with nowhere to go. Their survival was severelypromised. Desperate, they sought to escape deeper into the Land of Fire. But in times of war, Konoha couldn¡¯t allowrge numbers of rogue ninjas to infiltrate the heart of the country. And leaving the Land of Fire meant crossing dangerous warzones, where being caught by enemy ninjas meant certain death. In such dire circumstances, there was only one option left for these rogue ninjas: survive by preying on Konoha¡¯s supply lines. sh! The sharp sound of steel slicing through flesh rang out again as Hui¡¯s de imed the life of thest enemy. His sword returned to its scabbard, his expression beneath the mask calm and indifferent, as if he hadn¡¯t just killed a man, but merely dispatched a wild animal. "Nicely done, Light. Your swordsmanship is improving," Wind said as he approached from another part of the forest, his gaze falling on the corpse at Hui¡¯s feet. "It seems like there are more enemiestely, but they''re all just rogue ninjas. No real challenge," Lightningmented, his tone casual, even dismissive. Hearing this, Bear, who had just leapt down from a nearby tree, smacked Lightning on the back of the head. "You idiot, do you even know what you¡¯re saying? If the enemies here were squads of enemy vige scouts, things would be far worse! You should be thankful it¡¯s only rogue ninjas!" Bear scolded, his voice gruff. "That¡¯s not what I meant!" Lightning protested, rubbing the back of his head. "Besides, we¡¯re supposed to be in the Anbu, right? The Special Assassination and Tactical Squad! Look at the other squads¡ªthey''re all on the frontlines, making a name for themselves! Meanwhile, what do we do? Escort supply convoys! I¡¯m starting to wonder if we¡¯re even in the Anbu at all!" Lightning had always been direct, speaking his mind openly. His frustrations had been building for months, and now, hearing of the glory other Anbu squads had earned on the frontlines, his dissatisfaction had reached a peak. Bear and Wind exchanged a subtle nce before both shifted their gaze toward Hui. By now, they knew the reason their squad was given such special assignments. It was because of him. "Listen, if the Hokage gave us these missions, he must have had a reason. What¡¯s the matter, Lightning? Are you questioning the Hokage¡¯s judgment?" Wind teased, his tone yful, but his words carried weight. Lightning stiffened under his mask, his attitude shifting. The Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, was his idol. The whole reason he had joined the Anbu was because of his admiration for the Hokage. After all, he wasn¡¯t an orphan, and with his blunt personality, he had initially been rejected by the Anbu. Had it not been for him pestering his father and his n to pull strings, he would have never made it in. "Hey, hey! That¡¯s not fair, Wind! I would never question the Hokage! You know he¡¯s the person I respect most!" Lightning protested, his voice rising in panic. Bear, Wind, and Hui couldn¡¯t help but chuckle at his reaction. Though the mission on the Heichuan Line had been mentally exhausting, Lightning¡¯s outbursts always provided some much-needed levity for the team. Chapter 26: Warmth, Then Shock Chapter 26: Warmth, Then Shock ¡°Ugh, so annoying!¡± Lightning grumbled, his voice full of frustration as he reacted to theughter of his teammates. But his words only made themugh even harder. ¡°Alright, enough. Let''s clean up the battlefield,¡± Bear eventually ordered, bringing theirughter to an end. The four Anbu members swiftly and skillfully destroyed or buried the bodies of the rogue ninjas they had just killed. Afterward, they set new traps in the surrounding forest, resetting the area for potential threats. As night fell, the weather remained gloomy. The sky was void of the moon and stars, shrouded in a nket of oppressive darkness, like an ink-ck abyss. The ever-present mist and rain in the area only deepened the sense of suffocating bleakness, making the entire world seem swallowed by shadow, with no trace of light in sight. The four Anbu members¡ªBear, Wind, Lightning, and Hui¡ªgathered in a damp cave for the night, taking time to rest and prepare for the next day¡¯s mission. A small campfire burned in the center, casting faint warmth and dim light that barely illuminated their surroundings. As Anbu, they were trained to operate in the shadows. Lighting a fire outdoors was risky, as it could expose their position. Usually, they relied on their uniforms to stay warm and ate tasteless ration bars or soldier pills when they needed energy. But tonight, they made an exception. The constant dampness of the environment had seeped into their bones, and the thick mist outside meant the light wouldn¡¯t travel far. Plus¡ tonight was a special asion. ¡°Today¡¯s New Year¡¯s Eve,¡± Lightning said, tossing another piece of wood onto the fire, his voice distant as he stared into the mes. He was clearly lost in thought¡ªhomesick, perhaps. Unlike Bear, Wind, and Hui, Lightning had afamily. He had a n. His life circumstances were not suited for an Anbu, yet here he was. Hui heard Lightning¡¯s words and also drifted into his thoughts. While he had no family in this world, the image of a small figure appeared in his mind. I wonder how Tsunade is doing. Is she asleep yet? Does she miss me? His mind wandered, thinking of the people who had be his family here¡ªSecond Hokage Tobirama Senju, Uzumaki Mito, and the other members of the Senju n. ¡°Time really flies. Hard to believe it¡¯s already been seventeen years since Konoha was founded,¡± Bear mused, his voice thick with nostalgia. At over forty years old, he was one of Konoha¡¯s original shinobi and civilians. Wind chuckled softly, his lips curving into a faint smile as though some forgotten memory had resurfaced. Despite living a solitary life without attachments, even the coldest and most isted people had a soft spot buried deep within. ¡°Such an important day, and here we are, suffering in this damp cave, without even a decent meal to enjoy,¡± Lightning grumbled, clearly bitter about the situation. ¡°Damn this war. I wish it would just end already!¡± Lightning¡¯s frustration boiled over, making it clear he was itching to get back to the frontlines, fight, and end the war so he could return home to Konoha. ¡°It¡¯ll end,¡± Hui said with a soft smile. ¡°We just have to trust the Hokage and all of ourrades in the vige. Besides, the reason we¡¯re here, enduring all of this, is so that the people back home can sit down and enjoy their dinners in peace.¡± As a transmigrator who knew the events of this world, Hui was confident in Konoha¡¯s eventual victory in the Ninja World Wars. The vige wouldn¡¯t lose. ¡°You really live up to your name, Light. Always so understanding,¡± Bear remarked, admiration evident in his voice. Initially skeptical of Hui due to his young age, Bear had quicklye to respect him. He saw Konoha¡¯s future in the boy, which made him more than willing to stay on the Heichuan Line rather than requesting a transfer to the frontlines. ¡°I believe in the Hokage too!¡± Lightning eagerly chimed in. He was a diehard fan of the Second Hokage¡ªTobirama Senju. Suddenly, Bear turned to Hui with a curious expression. ¡°Light, what¡¯s your goal for the future?¡± ¡°My goal?¡± Hui blinked, surprised by the question. He paused for a moment to think before answering. ¡°I guess... my goal is to protect the people I care about.¡± ¡°A noble goal,¡± Bear nodded thoughtfully. Then, after a brief moment of silence, he added, ¡°Light, have you ever thought about bing Hokage?¡± Hui, Lightning, and Wind all froze at the unexpected question. ¡°Hokage? I¡¯m only six years old, Captain. I¡¯ll be seven soon, but that¡¯s still way too far from bing Hokage!¡± Hui replied, shaking his head in disbelief. Bing Hokage was something that had never even crossed his mind. Not to mention, the mere thought of being buried under stacks of paperwork like the Hokages he had seen made his scalp tingle with dread. The position was far from appealing. Bearughed heartily. ¡°I was just asking about your long-term goals, not suggesting you be Hokage right now! And besides, it¡¯s not up to me who bes Hokage anyway. If it were, I¡¯d pick¡ Lightning! He¡¯s always going on about bing Hokage.¡± Lightning puffed out his chest dramatically, sitting up straight. ¡°If I were Hokage, no worries! Bear, you¡¯d be the head of the Anbu. Wind, you¡¯d be my deputy. And Light... well, I¡¯d graciously make you the captain of Squad One.¡± ¡°Get out of here! If you became Hokage, Konoha would be doomed!¡± Wind scoffed, rolling his eyes. The group burst intoughter again, their teasing and banter bringing a sense of warmth to the cold, damp cave. Despite the war, despite being away from home, their camaraderie provided a sliver offort on this special night. This was what it meant to haverades. But then, in the midst of the lighthearted atmosphere, Hui¡¯s expression suddenly changed. His eyes widened, and his body tensed. He sucked in a sharp breath, his voice low and urgent. ¡°At the entrance of the cave, ten o¡¯clock direction. Three hundred meters away... three J¨nin... and twenty-four Ch¨±nin.¡± His words hit the group like a thunderp. All at once, the warmth in the cave evaporated, reced by a chilling, suffocating tension. Their eyes filled with shock. Chapter 27: Escape! A Choice Chapter 27: Escape! A Choice All four of them were instantly struck with panic. Without a second''s hesitation, Bear swiftly extinguished the fire, plunging the cave into darkness. "It must be an enemy scout squad. I didn¡¯t expect them to get this deep into the area," Bear muttered, already trying to devise a n. But before he could say more, Hui¡¯s voice cut through the ckness. "They¡¯ve noticed us¡ªthey¡¯reing this way!" ¡°Damn it, that means they¡¯ve got a sensor ninja on their side!¡± Lightning growled, turning to Bear. ¡°Captain, what do we do?¡± ¡°Run!¡± Bearmanded without hesitation. There was no chance of winning against an enemy force consisting of three J¨nin and twenty-four Ch¨±nin. Staying to fight would mean certain death. Immediately, the four of them bolted out of the cave, sprinting toward the Konoha frontlines as fast as they could. Meanwhile, the enemy sensor ninja reported back to their squad. "Captain, the three chakra signatures we detected¡ªthey¡¯ve started moving fast, heading towards the Konoha base." One of the J¨nin, upon hearing this, quickly pieced together what was happening. "So they¡¯re Konoha ninjas, not just some wandering rogues. And there¡¯s a sensor among them, too." His eyes narrowed with resolve. ¡°We can¡¯t let them escape. If they get away and alert their forces, our whole mission could be ruined!¡± he barked, immediately giving the order to pursue. This enemy squad was from Kirigakure, a scout team carrying out a critical mission. Three kilometers behind them, arger force of four to five hundred ninjas was waiting. The strategy was to take advantage of the heavy fog andunch a nighttime assault on Konoha¡¯s frontline camp. While the main force attacked from the front, this scout team was to lead a group for a surprise rear assault, catching Konoha in a pincer movement. The n was set for tonight, and failure was not an option. The scout team had initially mistaken Hui¡¯s group for some wandering ninjas and nned to capture them for information. But realizing they were Konoha shinobi, the stakes had risen dramatically. Thunder cracked through the night sky, lightning streaking across the dark clouds. Soon, raindrops began to fall, drenching the ground and trees, making everything slick and treacherous. ¡°Captain, they¡¯re now only 350 meters behind us!¡± Hui warned as he ran, his voice tense. His clothes were already soaking wet from the rain, which made running even more difficult. ¡°Damn this fog! I can¡¯t see the road ahead at all!¡± Lightning muttered in frustration. They had started fleeing when the enemy was about 300 meters away. They¡¯d managed to put another 100 meters between themselves before the enemy began their pursuit. Now, though, the gap had shrunk by 150 meters. Under normal circumstances, they wouldn¡¯t have been caught up so quickly, but tonight was different. The thick fog and heavy rain had slowed them down significantly. Hui¡¯s enhanced vision allowed him to see more clearly than the others, but it didn¡¯t matter if he could see¡ªthe rest of the team couldn¡¯t. The Kirigakure ninjas, however, thrived in these conditions. Raised in constant mist and rain, they were ustomed to fighting in such environments and could even move faster here than usual. ¡°This isn¡¯t working,¡± Bear said, his voice calm but firm. ¡°We need to split up. Wind, head towards the frontline camp. Lightning, go towards Heichuan Lake. Hui, you head back towards the vige.¡± Hui¡¯s heart tightened at the order. ¡°What about you, Captain?¡± Wind asked, already suspecting what Bear¡¯s answer would be. ¡°I have my own n. Now, split up¡ªthis is an order,¡± Bearmanded, his voice hardening. ¡°You¡¯re nning to stay behind and buy time, aren¡¯t you?¡± Wind¡¯s voice rose in anger, having realized Bear¡¯s intentions. Wind¡¯s memories shed back to a past mission, where his former captain had said the same words. That time, Wind had survived, but his captain never returned. ¡°Damn it, Captain! We¡¯re a team! How could we abandon you to hold them off by yourself?¡± Lightning shouted, his voice filled with frustration and anger. Hui also quickly understood why Bear had ordered him to head toward Konoha. It was the farthest destination, and by sending him in that direction, Bear knew the enemy would prioritize chasing after himself¡ªthe one with the most critical information to deliver, and the strongest. ¡°Captain, it¡¯s not that desperate yet! We still have a chance to escape together,¡± Hui urged. Logically, he knew Bear¡¯s n was their best shot at survival, but emotionally, he couldn¡¯t ept it. ¡°Hui, how far are they now?¡± Bear asked, his tone making it clear he already knew the answer. After a brief pause, Hui responded quietly, ¡°Three hundred meters.¡± The weight of that distance hit them all like a punch to the gut. At this pace, the enemy would catch up soon. ¡°Captain, you¡¯re faster and stronger than I am. I¡¯ll stay behind, you head for the frontline camp!¡± Wind shouted suddenly,ing to a stop. Lightning split the sky, illuminating the area with a bright, white sh. Bear, Lightning, and Hui all saw Wind standing still, resolute. ¡°Wind?!¡± The three of them skidded to a halt, but Wind¡¯s voice cut through the rain and thunder. ¡°This is the only way! Do you want all of us to die here? Now go, get help!¡± Wind roared, his voice trembling with emotion. His words hit them hard. ¡°Move!!¡± Bear bellowed, turning and running forward again. He wasn¡¯t heartless, nor was he running away out of fear. He had been the first to suggest staying behind, after all. But he knew Wind was right. The longer they stayed, the more danger they were all in. Reluctantly, Lightning and Hui followed Bear, sprinting into the night. As they ran, Hui cast one final nce over his shoulder. In the dim light of the storm, he saw Wind frantically setting up traps¡ªtraps that wouldn¡¯t stop the enemy for long, but might buy them a few extra seconds. Gritting his teeth, Hui pushed himself to run even faster, the rain soaking him to the bone. Raindrops streamed down his face, mingling with something else. Tears. Both rain and tears slipped down his cheeks, unnoticed under his Anbu mask, as he pressed forward into the night. join my patreon for 30+ advanced chapters: /HyppoTL Chapter 28: Kaze Chapter 28: Kaze As rain poured down relentlessly, Wind hastily set up a crude trap, then paused, standing alone in the downpour, his sword in hand. He removed his Anbu mask, revealing his true face. It was the face of a handsome young man, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with an expression of utter calm. His real name was Fujita Kaz¨¦. Kaz¨¦ had been an orphan since he was five, when his parents had died. Wandering aimlessly, he eventually made his way to the Land of Fire, where he met a man who took him in. Together, they joined the newly founded vige of Konoha, and Kaz¨¦ became a ninja. That man had been his previous captain. More than just a superior, he had been like a father to Kaz¨¦. "Six years ago, you stayed behind to buy me time to escape," Kaz¨¦ muttered under his breath, the rain mixing with his voice. "And now, six yearster, I¡¯ve made the same choice." His eyes hardened, filled with resolve. The enemy was closing in. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Kirigakure¡¯s ninjas spotted him standing in the rain, and instinctively halted. ¡°A Konoha Anbu!¡± one of them eximed, his voice tinged with rm as lightning briefly illuminated Kaz¨¦¡¯s silhouette, confirming his identity. The Konoha Anbu¡ªthe elite assassination and tactical squad¡ªwas renowned in the ongoing war. These elite soldiers thrived in darkness, striking with lethal precision when enemies least expected it, like venomous serpents or merciless hunters. Many of Kirigakure¡¯s ns had been foiled by them, and many high-ranking officers had fallen victim to their silent strikes. The Anbu had earned a fearsome reputation, bing a nightmare for enemy shinobi. Even Kirigakure¡¯s warmanders had been so impressed that they spoke of creating their own version of the Anbu after the war ended. Facing a lone Anbu warrior in the midst of a storm, the Kirigakure ninjas hesitated. ¡°He¡¯s just one Anbu!¡± the J¨nin leading the group shouted, though his heart sank. This was no ordinary enemy. For him to stand alone here, blocking their path, surely meant he had some kind of n or backup. But then the sensor ninja moved closer to him. ¡°Captain, he¡¯s alone. He¡¯s just trying to buy time!¡± The J¨nin¡¯s expression shifted to one of grim realization. Kaz¨¦, hearing this, let out a loud, mockingugh. ¡°So you¡¯ve finally figured it out? A pack of cowards, terrified of a single man!¡± The Kirigakure ninjas, already on edge, now bristled with rage at his taunts. "Kill him!" "Don¡¯t let him escape!" "That bastard!!" With a united roar, twenty-seven shinobi unleashed a storm of kunai and shuriken, raining down upon Kaz¨¦ as if the very sky itself were attacking. ng, ng, ng! Kaz¨¦ swung his sword in rapid arcs, parrying what he could. But with so many projectiles flying toward him, he could only deflect the most deadly strikes. Despite his efforts, several kunai found their mark, slicing through his skin, staining his clothes with blood. ¡°Die!!!¡± one of the enemy ninjas screamed as the hail of projectiles ceased, and they all charged at Kaz¨¦ in unison. Kaz¨¦¡¯s lips curled into a snarl, his voice a beastly roar as he threw himself into the fray. Sword in hand, he rushed forward to meet the twenty-seven ninja head-on. Boom! Thunder rumbled overhead, casting jagged shes of light across the battlefield. And in the midst of the storm, in the rain-soaked forest, one man charged alone against an overwhelming force, his de glinting in the brief shes of lightning. Shluck! Kaz¨¦¡¯s sword pierced the chest of one of the enemy ninjas. But in the same moment, his own body was pierced by countless kunai, and his throat was shed open by the lead J¨nin¡¯s de. He paid no mind to his defence as he had thrown everything into his attack, intending to take down as many as he could before his inevitable death. His body faltered, and Kaz¨¦ crumpled to the ground. The J¨nin leader spat on the ground, barking out orders, ¡°Keep moving! Don¡¯t let them escape!¡± None of the Kirigakure ninjas bothered to finish off Kaz¨¦. The wounds he had sustained were clearly fatal, and they knew he would die soon. They pushed forward, now slightly dyed. The few seconds Kaz¨¦ had bought had allowed hisrades to widen the gap, but it wouldn¡¯t be long before the chase resumed. However, just as one of the pursuing Ch¨±nin stepped forward, he tripped a wire from Kaz¨¦¡¯s hastily set trap. Several shuriken shot down from the trees, embedding themselves in his body. ¡°Arghhhh!¡± he screamed, copsing in agony. The J¨nin leader¡¯s face twisted in frustration, but he could only shout, ¡°Damn it! Keep moving!¡± They left the injured man behind, continuing their pursuit with grim determination. Lying on the ground, Kaz¨¦ saw the trap seed in slowing the enemy, if only for a moment. His vision grew hazy, but a faint smile tugged at his lips. His mouth opened as if to speak, but no sound emerged. Blood pooled around him, seeping into the rainwater and slowly spreading outward, turning the earth beneath him red, like a blooming crimson flower. As the rain poured down, Kaz¨¦¡¯s bodyy still. His breathing slowed, and the world around him began to fade. In his mind, shes of memory passed before him¡ªimages of Bear, Lightning, and Hui, and of friends andrades back in the vige. Finally, he saw the face of his former captain. Boom! A crack of thunder echoed through the storm as the lightning illuminated the scene onest time. And there, in a pool of rain and blood, a young Anbu warrior took his final breath. The wind hade to a halt. join my patreon for 30+ advanced chapters: /HyppoTL Chapter 29: Bear Chapter 29: Bear Boom! Thunder rumbled across the sky as rain poured harder and harder. Hui and Lightning were still running with all their might, unwilling to let Wind¡¯s sacrifice be in vain. Bear had already split off from them, heading in the direction of the Konoha forces'' camp. His route would surely draw more of the enemy away from them. Before they parted ways, Bear had ordered Hui and Lightning to split up as well¡ªLightning heading toward Heichuan Lake, while Hui was to head toward the vige. Hui had agreed, but not fully. After running about twenty meters, he looped around to reunite with Lightning. He had already watched Wind stay behind to cover their retreat, and he wasn¡¯t about to let Bear and Lightning die the same way. But Bear had made his decision, and he would never allow Hui to flee with him, which is why Hui had returned to Lightning''s side. Though the situation was dire, Hui was determined to get Lightning out of this alive. "Light?! Why are you back?!" Lightning shouted, shocked and confused. "Save your breath, conserve your energy, and follow me!" Hui replied, not bothering to exin. He surged ahead, clearing the path a few meters in front of Lightning. Thanks to his extraordinary vision, Hui could see clearly even in the dark, rainy night. Lightning, though puzzled, didn¡¯t ask more questions and instead focused on keeping pace with Hui. On the other side, the Mist Vige scouts had split into two groups. One group of two Jonin and sixteen Chunin was pursuing Bear, who was heading toward the Konoha forces¡¯ camp. The other group, led by one Jonin and eight Chunin, was chasing after Hui and Lightning. The Mist Vige''s sensor ninja had gone after Bear, as the ninja heading toward the Konoha forces¡¯ camp posed a more immediate threat than those running toward the vige. Boom! Thunder echoed again, shing in the rainy mist as Bear dashed through the forest. As master of taijutsu, Bear''s physical stamina far surpassed that of an average ninja. Even though the rain obscured the path, he charged forward at full speed, crashing through the foliage without hesitation. He had no sensory abilities and couldn¡¯t gauge how many enemies were behind him or how far they were, so he just kept running, pushing himself to the limit. Truthfully, Bear wasn¡¯t concerned about his own safety. As a member of the Anbu, he had long epted death as part of his life. What he was worried about was Lightning¡ªand more importantly, Hui. He saw the future of the vige in Hui. Hui¡¯s codename, "Light", was fitting. To Bear, Hui was a light capable of illuminating the path forward for Konoha. So, if sacrificing himself could ensure Hui¡¯s survival, Bear would do so without hesitation. ¡°You have to live, Hui!¡± Bear muttered to himself, no longer thinking of Hui as just a codename, but as a person¡ªHui, the future of the vige. Despite his imposing appearance, Bear was a man with a sensitive heart. From a few subtle hints, he had pieced together Hui¡¯s true identity. Ssh! Ssh! Ssh! The sound of feet sshing through puddles reached Bear''s ears. The enemy was getting closer. Though his wild dash had increased his speed, it also left a clear trail for his pursuers to follow, making it easier for them to catch up. With a quick nce back, Bear first saw nothing but darkness. But as a sh of lightning illuminated the sky, he caught a glimpse of the enemies closing in on him. The Mist Vige ninjas had also spotted him. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Several kunai and shuriken were hurled at him without hesitation. "Earth Release: Earth Wall!" Bear swiftly formed hand seals while running, then abruptly stopped, mming his hands into the ground. A tall earthen wall erupted from the ground a few meters in front of him. "Watch out!" The Mist ninjas shouted warnings as they quickly reacted, some leaping over the wall while others nked around it. "Earth Release: Earth Spears!" As the Mist ninjas soared over the wall, spikes of earth shot up from the wall, impaling one of the enemy ninjas, who let out a scream of pain. "You¡¯re courting death!" By this time, the remaining Mist ninjas, especially the two Jonin leading the charge, had reached Bear. Without hesitation, Bear pulled out a kunai and charged at them. From the beginning, he had never intended to flee. He had already epted his fate. ng! ng! ng! Kunai shed violently, sparks flying in the rain. Shing! The sound of flesh being sliced open was faint amidst the downpour and the sh of weapons, but it was unmistakable. Bear¡¯s body was riddled with wounds, blood seeping from the gashes. As a Special Jonin with exceptional taijutsu skills, Bear was strong¡ªbut his opponents were two fully-fledged Jonin. The surrounding Chunin had encircled them but refrained from joining the battle, knowing that they would only be a hindrance in such a high-level fight. Shing! Another deep cut opened on Bear¡¯s body, yet his face, hidden beneath his mask, remained expressionless. He fought ferociously, using every ounce of his strength and ignoring the mounting injuries on his body. This was the battle of a cornered beast. Death was the only oue awaiting him. But for someone who had already embraced death, there was no fear¡ªonly the resolve to give everything he had. Unfortunately, the gap in strength was simply too vast to ovee with sheer will. As time passed, Bear¡¯s wounds increased. His strength ebbed away, his movements slowed, and his breathing becamebored. His pale face was a clear sign of his body¡¯s exhaustion. Boom! Boom! Thunder roared, the sky filled with shing white light as rain cascaded down in torrents. Bear fought on, even as his body teetered on the edge of copse. His sole purpose was to hold the enemy back for as long as possible. The longer he could keep them here, the higher the chance that Hui and Lightning would survive. The two Mist Jonin had already grown less concerned. As long as they could take down this Anbu, the other target was of little importance. Even if the other ninja managed to escape and deliver a message to Konoha, it would be toote to disrupt their n. By the time the information reached Konoha and was ryed to the frontline, their ambush would already beplete. Shing! At that moment, Bear realized his strength was nearly depleted. Knowing he couldn¡¯t hold out much longer, he made a desperate move¡ªhe deliberately allowed one Jonin¡¯s kunai to pierce his body. In that brief, unexpected moment, Bear delivered his final blow, shattering the enemy¡¯s throat with a punch. But the price was his own life, as the other Jonin plunged a kunai deep into his heart. Gurgle! Blood gushed from Bear¡¯s mouth as he slowly fell to the ground. It was worth it. Not only had he bought Hui and Lightning precious time, but he had also taken down an enemy Jonin in the process. Lying there, Bear¡¯s thoughts were filled with peace as more Chunin rushed forward to finish him off, plunging kunai into his chest. Hui, you must survive. Be the light of Konoha... and guide its future. With this final thought, Bear''s life slipped away. join my patreon for 30+ advanced chapters: Chapter 30: Promise Me! Chapter 30: Promise Me! Hui and Lightning were still running for their lives, sprinting toward Heichuan Lake with all their remaining strength. "Hah! Hah! Hah!" Lightning was gasping for breath. The intense effort of fleeing at full speed had drained his stamina, leaving his body aching and weak. ¡°Damn it! Light, how far behind are the enemy?¡± he asked, his pace slowing as exhaustion set in. Hui felt a pang of frustration. His unique physique allowed him to absorb light and energy even at night, which made him nearly tireless. But Lightning was different¡ªhe was a normal ninja, and the strain of the chase was pushing his body to its limits. And the enemy was still closing in. They¡¯d catch up soon. ¡°They¡¯re about five hundred meters away,¡± Hui replied, not breaking his stride as he mentally scrambled for a way to escape their dire situation. ¡°Only five hundred? Damn it, I¡¯m already running on fumes!¡± Lightning¡¯s face twisted with frustration. As he nced at Hui, who was cutting a path ahead of him, determination shed in his eyes. "Light, you go ahead! I¡¯ll stay behind and hold them off!" Lightning shouted, his voice resolute as he thought of Wind and Bear. Hui didn¡¯t even hesitate. "We¡¯re a team. I¡¯m not leaving any of myrades behind to face death alone." If he had been willing to abandon Lightning, he wouldn¡¯t have circled back to reunite with him in the first ce. ¡°Light, I¡¯m at my limit. I can¡¯t run anymore!¡± Lightning¡¯s voice was strained, his breathing in ragged gasps. Sweat mixed with the rain on his forehead, streaming down in rivulets. ¡°You¡¯re faster and stronger than me. You¡¯ve got a real chance to escape. Don¡¯t worry about me, just go! Get out of here!¡± Lightning yelled, his steps faltering as he slowed to a stop. He leaned heavily against a tree, his face pale as his chest heaved with the effort of trying to catch his breath. Hui stopped too, rushing over to Lightning¡¯s side. Without a word, he bent down, hoisted Lightning onto his back, and continued running. Hui was only six¡ªalmost seven¡ªyears old, while Lightning was in his twenties. The sight of the young boy carrying a fully grown man on his back would¡¯ve been almostical in any other situation. ¡°Light?! Put me down! If you keep this up, we¡¯ll both die!¡± Lightning shouted in frustration, unable to believe that he was now a burden. ¡°The enemy¡¯s speed has dropped. Their sensor ninja must have gone after Bear, leaving this group without one. In this weather, it¡¯s much harder for them to track us without that advantage,¡± Hui exined, his voice calm and steady even as he carried Lightning forward. ¡°Your stamina may be running out, but so is theirs. We¡¯re being chased by one Jonin and eight Chunin. They¡¯re getting tired too. "I¡¯ve altered our escape route. We¡¯re heading toward Konoha, not theke. ¡°Those scouts¡ªon the night of Konoha¡¯s New Year, they¡¯ve likely been sent to strike from the rear of the battlefield, setting up a surprise attack on our forces. ¡°The farther we run in this direction, the less of a threat we¡¯ll be to them. The longer we run, the higher our chances of encountering other Konoha ninja. ¡°The rain and fog might slow us down, but it¡¯ll also wash away our tracks faster. ¡°If we find the right terrain, I can lose thempletely. ¡°Lightning, trust me¡ªI¡¯m getting you back to Konoha. ¡°As long as there¡¯s a sliver of hope, we can¡¯t give up!¡± Hui¡¯s words were rapid and precise as if he had been analyzing the situation from the moment they first encountered the enemy. Though not entirely certain, he believed his reasoning was close to the truth. Lightning was stunned. He hadn¡¯t expected this young boy to have thought through everything so thoroughly ande up with such a well-thought-out escape n. But¡ as impressive as Hui¡¯s stamina and nning were, Lightning could hear theboured breathing of the boy carrying him. Even Hui¡¯s exceptional body was reaching its limits. He had be a burden. And then¡ Lightning finally understood why Wind and Bear had made such quick, resolute decisions to stay behind and face certain death. They had done it to protect the future of the vige. With a sudden motion, Lightning stretched out his legs, forcefully pushing off of Hui¡¯s back. Caught off guard, Hui stumbled and fell, crashing to the ground, with Lightningnding beside him. "Lightning?!" Hui eximed, confused as he scrambled to his feet. His mask had fallen off in the fall, revealing his young, delicate features. "Light... or should I call you Mochizuki Hui? I had a feeling it was you," Lightning said with a knowing look as he stood up, brushing off the dirt. ¡°But I¡¯ll stick with Light. It¡¯s what I¡¯m used to.¡± "Your n is solid. It really does give us a good chance of survival. "But once you put me on your back, that chance drops to zero." Lightning''s voice was steady, though tinged with exhaustion. ¡°I know you don¡¯t want to leave me behind. But listen to me!¡± His voice grew louder, more urgent. ¡°Light, either you go ahead¡ or we both die. "Don¡¯t say that we¡¯ll face it together. Wind¡¯s sacrifice, Bear drawing away more enemies¡ he might already be gone. You can¡¯t let both their sacrifice be for nothing!¡± ¡°Promise me. Leave me behind, okay? You have to live, Light. You must live.¡± Lightning¡¯s voice cracked, and for the first time, it held a note of pleading. join my patreon for 30+ advanced chapters: Chapter 31: Gamble! Chapter 31: Gamble! Hui mind was filled with internal conflict at Lightning¡¯s words. He fully understood Wind and Bear¡¯s intentions, but to abandon hisrade and flee? He knew that decision would weigh on him for the rest of his life. In his past life, Hui had been an ordinary person, and one who had died young at that. Now, after living just over six years in this world of shinobi, his heart was still growing and learning to navigate these harsh realities. If he were someone with a cold and detached nature, perhaps he could have made the rational decision to flee alone without a second thought. But that wasn¡¯t who Hui was. As long as there was even the smallest chance of sess, he wouldn¡¯t give up. He refused to leave Lightning behind if there was a way for both of them to survive. "I¡¯m going to live, Lightning. Tsunade is still waiting for me to grow up and marry her," Hui dered firmly, his tone resolute. He paused briefly before continuing, "From the moment we started running until now, we¡¯ve been pushing ourselves without a break, which is why your body has reached its limit. "But the enemies chasing us? They haven¡¯t had any rest either. Their stamina must be nearly spent too. "Lightning, I have a n. If it works, we can both make it out of here alive." As Hui looked at Lightning, who was clearly drained from the restless sprint, he realized this was the opportunity. If they had been facing a fully rested team of three Jonin and twenty-four Chunin, there would¡¯ve been no hope. It would¡¯ve been suicide to even think about fighting. Courage alone couldn¡¯t recemon sense. But now? They were up against eight Chunin who were likely just as exhausted, and a Jonin who had also pushed his body to the limit. Hui realized this was their moment¡ªa chance created by the sacrifices of his teammates. Wind had bought them time, stretching what should¡¯ve been a brief pursuit into a long, grueling chase. Bear¡¯s decision to split off had drawn away two-thirds of their enemies, drastically weakening the remaining group. And now, with Lightning¡¯s stamina depleted, it was clear to Hui that the time hade to act. What remained was to test his luck¡ªand his skill. "A n?" Lightning asked, puzzled. "Lightning, right now, in your state, you¡¯re only able to use maybe thirty percent of your strength. A regr Genin could kill you easily. And if I wanted to, I could end your life more easily than hunting a wild animal. "But here¡¯s the thing¡ªthe enemies chasing us? They¡¯re in the same condition as you." Hui¡¯s words caused Lightning¡¯s eyes to light up with sudden hope. But then, Lightning furrowed his brow. "But what about the Jonin¡?" "We¡¯ll gamble. If that Jonin happens to be a taijutsu specialist, and he¡¯s still got plenty of stamina, then I¡¯ll retreat immediately. But if he¡¯s not? Lightning, do you trust me?" Hui asked, his voice steady, his gaze unwavering as he looked directly into Lightning¡¯s eyes. There was confidence there. A deep, unshakeable certainty. "Alright!" Lightning agreed, nodding firmly. "But if he¡¯s a taijutsu Jonin, don¡¯t hesitate. I¡¯ll stay behind to give you time to escape." He had no choice but to trust Hui now. Even in his current state, he knew that if he fought Hui at full strength, he wouldn¡¯tst more than ten seconds. This was their best chance. "They¡¯re almost here," Hui warned. "Lightning, your role in this n is to simply hide. Stay hidden for as long as possible. That way, I¡¯ll have the time I need to take them out, one by one." His expression darkened slightly as he added, "But¡ if that Jonin is a taijutsu specialist¡" "Understood. I¡¯ll be ready," Lightning said, his voice grim. He knew what Hui was implying. With that, Hui disappeared into the shadows, vanishing silently among the trees. It was the perfect night for stealth. The rain, the fog, the darkness¡ªthey all worked in Hui¡¯s favor, providing cover that allowed him to move undetected. The constant crack of thunder would drown out any small sounds, masking his movements as he prepared to strike from the darkness. And with their exhaustion, the enemy¡¯s senses and reflexes would be dulled, giving Hui an even greater advantage. Everything was in his favor¡ªtime, terrain, and the enemy''s fatigue. Now, the only thing left to gamble on was whether or not that Jonin was a taijutsu specialist. If Hui¡¯s luck held, this gamble could turn everything around. Footsteps sshing through puddles broke the silence. The Mist ninja had arrived. "Hah¡ hah¡ Captain, the¡ the trail¡ it ends here!" gasped one of the Chunin, barely able to catch his breath. At those words, the entire group came to a halt, each of them leaning against trees, panting heavily. Their faces were pale, the signs of oxygen deprivation evident from their strained breathing and shaky legs. They were clearly exhausted from the long pursuit. Under normal circumstances, no seasoned ninja would allow themselves to be pushed to such a dangerous state. But they were sure that the Konoha ninja they were chasing was in just as bad a condition as they were. Once they finished him off, they could rest. After all, it wasn¡¯t like a few ninjas would affect the sess of the overall mission. "We¡¯ve got him now," the Jonin captain sneered, though his breath came in gasps. "Search the area." He ordered his men to fan out. In his mind, their target was as good as dead. There was no way someone could effectively hide in this environment, not from Mist ninja. They were experts in tracking prey through fog and rain. Besides, they had already closed the distance. Their prey couldn¡¯t be far. What the Jonin didn¡¯t know, however, was that they weren¡¯t just hunting one person¡ªthey were hunting two. And in the darkness, a pair of eyes locked onto him, gleaming with murderous intent. I won the gamble, Hui thought to himself, his resolve hardening as he prepared to strike. join my patreon for 30+ advanced chapters: /HyppoTL Chapter 32: A Successful Assassination! Chapter 32: A Sessful Assassination! "Strike the leader first to take down the army," Hui reminded himself. His first target was clear¡ªthe Mist Jonin leading the group. It might seem easier to start by eliminating the Chunin, but ninjas could recover quickly. Hui didn¡¯t want to find himself facing a Jonin who had regained some strength after he¡¯d finished dealing with the Chunin. Hidden in the darkness, Hui had chosen a spot that would seem like a poor hiding ce for an adult¡ªit was too exposed, too obvious. But for a child like him, barely seven years old, it was the perfect fit. His small body fit snugly into the space, making him almost invisible. The rain continued to pour, and thunder rumbled across the sky. "I found him! Over here!" a Mist Chunin shouted, drawing the attention of the others, who quickly gathered around. The Jonin¡¯s eyes lit up, and despite his fatigue, he pushed forward eagerly. He was certain they had found the real target¡ªhis prey wouldn¡¯t have enough chakra left to create any more shadow clones. Boom! Lightning shed, illuminating the night sky for a brief moment before plunging the world back into darkness. Now! Hui''s eyes gleamed as the Mist Jonin approached, mere feet away. His grip tightened around his de, and without hesitation, he struck. In that instant, the world seemed to slow. The de in Hui''s hand gleamed with a silvery light, cutting through the darkness like the rising moon. The Jonin¡¯s eyes widened in shock, unable toprehend the sudden situation. The Jonin reflexively raised his weapon, thinking he could block the strike. But in the blink of an eye, Hui¡¯s sword sliced cleanly through the man¡¯s throat. "Guh... guh..." The Jonin tried to speak, but blood gushed from his neck, silencing him. Another sh of lightning illuminated the scene, revealing the young boy who had struck him down¡ªa child¡¯s face, far too young for the battlefield. The Jonin¡¯s eyes were filled with disbelief, the light fading from them as his body crumpled to the ground. There had been no prolonged fight, no dramatic showdown. It was a single, decisive blow¡ªa perfectly executed assassination. Hui stared at the fallen Jonin, his heart racing with exhration. He could feel the blood pumping through his veins, every sense heightened. He had won. The countless scenarios he had yed out in his mind had led him to this¡ªthe best possible oue. Everything had gone perfectly, with no unexpectedplications. Then again, it made sense. The Jonin hadn¡¯t expected an attack, especially not from someone who was fully rested and waiting in ambush. In his mind, the only enemy was the exhausted ninja he had been chasing¡ªhe had no reason to suspect that a second, fully capable foe was lying in wait. His overconfidence,bined with his physical exhaustion, made him slow to react. By the time he realized what was happening, it was already toote. Everything had unfolded in less than two seconds¡ªperhaps not even that long. From the moment Hui struck until the Jonin fell, only a single second had passed. Now, it was time to deal with the Chunin. Hui quickly suppressed the rush of excitement that threatened to overtake him. There was still more work to be done¡ªhe had to rescue Lightning. In his original n, Hui had asked Lightning to simply hide. The idea had been for Hui to find the right moment to assassinate the Jonin. While the sess rate of this n was lower, it was safer for Lightning. If things went wrong, Hui wasn¡¯t sure he could kill the Jonin before Lightning was overwhelmed. But Lightning, understanding Hui¡¯s thinking, had taken a risk. He had intentionally revealed himself to the enemy, lowering their guard and allowing Hui the opportunity to strike. Lightning had put his own life on the line to create the best possible chance for Hui to seed. Thankfully, everything had gone ording to n. With the Jonin¡ªtheir greatest threat¡ªnow dead, the remaining Chunin posed little danger to Hui. Meanwhile, Lightning was struggling. Surrounded by the Chunin, he was doing his best to fend off their attacks, but he had already sustained several injuries. Lightning specialized in ninjutsu, not closebat, and his weakened state only made things worse. "Keep running! What¡¯s the matter? Tired already?" one of the Mist Chunin taunted, his voice dripping with malice as he closed in on Lightning. "Is this what they call the elite of Konoha''s ANBU? Pathetic. You¡¯re nothing more than a rat that¡¯s good at running away," another Chunin sneered. The Mist ninja didn¡¯t attack immediately. They were waiting for their captain to arrive and decide Lightning''s fate. But what they didn¡¯t know was that their captain was already dead. Instead of their leader, what wasing for them now¡ was death itself. join my patreon for 30+ advanced chapters: Chapter 33: Turning Back Chapter 33: Turning Back "You bastards! How dare you insult the ANBU!" Lightning''s furious shout echoed through the rain, momentarily startling the eight Chunin surrounding him. None of them noticed the glimmer of joy in his eyes. Thud! Thud! Thud! "Argh!" Screams abruptly filled the air as three Mist Chunin staggered forward, sharp pain erupting from their backs. In the shes of lightning, they could see kunai lodged in their spines. It was Hui. He had arrived. Leaning against the tree, Lightning had seen Hui approaching. His enraged shout was a deliberate distraction, drawing the attention of the Chunin to give Hui the perfect opening. In the rain-soaked night, the downpour masked the sound of the kunai slicing through the air, and the darkness hid their deadly trajectory. Lightning¡¯s outburst had ensured the Chunin were too focused to even consider looking behind them. In mere moments, Hui''s kunai had taken out three Chunin, rendering them incapable of continuing the fight. "Who¡¯s there?!" The pained cries of theirrades snapped the remaining five Chunin to attention. Instinctively, they spun around, raising their defenses as they peered into the gloom. sh! But the nearest Chunin never stood a chance. As he turned, Hui''s de shed in the dark, slicing cleanly across his throat. That made four. Hui did not pause. With deadly precision, heunched himself at his next target. ng! The Chunin, barely conscious of the attack, managed to block the first strike. But as he prepared for the next, he realized his body had no strength left. Exhaustion had dulled his reflexes, leaving him helpless as Hui''s second strike tore through his leg. Slice! Blood sttered as Hui''s sword cut deep into the Chunin''s abdomen. Five down. "You bastard!!" The remaining three Chunin, now in a panic, were overtaken by fury. With a final burst of energy, they charged at Hui, kunai in hand. Under normal circumstances, facing three Chunin at once would have been a difficult task for Hui, one that might have forced Hui into a desperate struggle. But these Chunin were already drained, their strength sapped by exhaustion. They were merely shells of their former selves. Even though their minds screamed at them to defend, their bodies were far too slow. They could only watch as Hui methodically cut down theirrades, one by one, until his de wasing for them. sh! The sixth Chunin fell. Thud! Then the seventh. Slice! Finally, thest. As thest of the Mist Chunin copsed in a pool of rain and blood, the scouting squad sent to hunt down Hui and Lightning¡ªone Jonin and eight Chunin¡ªwas no more. Hui had turned the tide and achieved the impossible. But it hade at a terrible cost. Wind¡ Bear¡ "We did it. We didn¡¯t let Wind and Captain Bear''s sacrifice be in vain," Hui said quietly, turning to face Lightning. His voice was steady, but his eyes glistened with unshed tears. "We did it¡ We really did it¡ Wind, Captain, we survived..." Lightning''s emotions finally overwhelmed him. The intense mix of relief and grief broke him, and he copsed to his knees, sobbing uncontrobly. "Lightning, you head back to the vige. I need to warn the frontline camp," Hui said after taking a deep breath, trying to calm his own turmoil. The immediate danger had passed. Hui was confident that the Mist¡¯s other scouting teams wouldn¡¯t being their way. They had probably killed Bear and would now focus on continuing their mission. It was likely they would only send a few people back to report to the main force while the rest pressed forward toward the Konoha frontlines. After all, whether they caught the ninja fleeing toward Konoha or not, it didn¡¯t matter much anymore. Their real goal was to reach the frontline base without being detected. What they didn¡¯t expect¡ was that the team sent to chase Hui and Lightning would bepletely wiped out. So, for now, both of them were rtively safe. But just to be cautious, Hui wanted Lightning to return to Konoha while he set out to warn the troops. "Light¡" Lightning began, wanting to protest, but he quickly held back. "Don¡¯t worry," Hui said with a reassuring smile. "You know I¡¯m different. Their sensory ninja can¡¯t track me, and as long as I stay careful, they won¡¯t find me." He was already turning to leave. Every second he dyed put the frontline camp in greater danger. Hui knew he had to move quickly¡ªhe had to outrun the Mist scouting teams and beat the main force to the Konoha base. His task was daunting. He not only had to be faster than the scouting team but also faster than the Mist¡¯s main force, and the distance he had to cover was greater because of his earlier escape route. "Light! You better make it back alive!" Lightning shouted after him, tears streaming down his face once again. Hui turned his head slightly, shing Lightning a confident smile. "Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯m not dying here." With that, he sped off into the storm. Boom! Thunder crashed across the sky, and the rain continued to pour down. Amid the shes of lightning, a small figure could be seen dashing through the rain and mist, moving with unwavering determination. A figure that seemed to radiate light, even in the darkest of nights. join my patreon for 30+ advanced chapters: /HyppoTL Chapter 34: Arrival! Chapter 34: Arrival! The rain continued to pour, turning the road into a slippery mess of mud. Running across it was difficult. Thud! A small figure running at full speed slipped and fell face-first into the mud, sending a spray of water and dirt flying. But in an instant, the figure was back on his feet, continuing to sprint without missing a beat. Hui, covered in mud, his once clean and delicate face now smeared with dirt, pushed forward relentlessly. He had already fallen multiple times, but none of it slowed him down. Faster. I need to be faster! That was Hui''s only thought as he pushed his body to its limits, running even faster than he had when fleeing for his life earlier. Now, it wasn¡¯t his life he was trying to save. Death was chasing the lives of hisrades stationed at the Konoha frontline camp, and if he failed, many would die. He couldn¡¯t let that happen. As he sprinted, the exertion began to catch up with him. His body was reaching its limit. His breathing grew heavier, his legs started to feel like they were made of lead, and every step sent a burning sensation through his lungs and throat. But there was no time to rest. Stopping now would mean letting the Mist Vige''s raid party reach the camp first, bringing death with them. Hui knew that if he stopped, he would lose¡ªand hisrades would pay the price. On the other side, the Mist Vige scouts had done exactly what Hui predicted. A few of them had split off to meet with the main assault force, while the others continued toward the Konoha frontline camp. Their pace was quick, but they had to be cautious, taking care to scout the terrain and avoid detection. The sess of their surprise attack depended on them remaining unseen. If they were spotted, the Konoha ninja could easily use summoning techniques to send a warning to the camp. Thankfully for them, the three Konoha ANBU members they had been pursuing hadn''t used any summoning jutsu. Otherwise, they would have abandoned the mission and called off the attack. Still, despite their speed, the Mist ninja couldn¡¯t match Hui''s pace. He was running at full tilt, with no regard for anything but getting there in time. This race wasn¡¯t just a contest of speed. For Hui, it was also a battle against his own body and willpower. He was running t-out, without stopping, forcing his legs to keep moving even as they screamed for rest. His breathing grewbored, and his legs felt heavier with each step. His body began to falter, his movements sluggish as fatigue set in. Step by step, kilometer after kilometer, Hui pressed on. The trees on either side blurred past him, and soon, they seemed to disappear entirely from his field of vision. All that remained was the path ahead, and his legs moved almost automatically, driven by sheer will. Boom! The sky above roared with thunder, and shes of lightning cut through the dark clouds, illuminating Hui¡¯s small, determined figure. The rain continued to pour, drenching him as he ran, but the lightning seemed to light his way, and the thunder echoed like a battle cry. He was getting closer. The distance to the Konoha frontline camp was shrinking. Finally, a distant light appeared ahead of him, flickering through the rain. The rain began to lighten, and the thunder grew softer, as if the storm itself was calming. On a lookout post near the Konoha frontline camp, a ninja spotted the rapidly approaching figure. He quickly signaled to hisrades and shouted, "Who goes there?!" The shout reached Hui¡¯s ears, snapping him back to reality. "ANBU, Squad One, Unit Four! I have urgent information to report!" Hui shouted back, though exhaustion was evident in his voice. His legs wobbled beneath him, and he stumbled, crashing to the ground and sliding several meters in the mud. Whoosh! Whoosh! Several figures quickly appeared around him, cautiously eyeing the mud-covered child. Even though he was clearly wearing ANBU gear, his small size and youthful appearance made them hesitate to approach too closely. After all, some enemy ninja were known for using deceptive tactics, and it was too dangerous to rush in without caution. Hui struggled to lift himself up, but his strength had beenpletely drained. He could barely raise his head before copsing again. His face twisted in pain, yet he summoned thest of his willpower to shout: "Mist Vige scouts¡ found near the Heichuan Line¡ I suspect a raid on the camp tonight. Warn themander immediately!" With that, Hui finally sumbed to exhaustion, his body going limp as he passed out. The Konoha ninjas surrounding him froze, their eyes widening in shock. A squad leader¡¯s pupils contracted before he barked orders. "Quick! Report this to themander!" Whether this ANBU child was truly who he imed to be or not, the information was far too critical to ignore. If it was true, the entire camp could be in grave danger. Within minutes, the camp¡¯smander rushed to the scene, apanied by several ANBU members dispatched by Tobirama Senju himself. They had been assigned to oversee critical missions in this area and were immediately alerted when they heard an ANBU member had arrived with urgent news. As soon as the ANBU arrived, one of them recognized the unconscious figure on the ground. His expression shifted to one of rm, and he rushed forward. "That¡¯s Hui!" join my patreon for 30+ advanced chapters: Chapter 35: Awake Chapter 35: Awake When Hui opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in a hospital bed in Konoha. For a moment, he felt dazed, but then everything came rushing back to him. "The raid!" He bolted upright, shouting the words instinctively. The sudden movement woke up Tsunade, who had been resting with her head on the edge of his bed. The moment she saw Hui awake, she immediately flung herself at him, her voice trembling with tears. "Hui, you¡¯re finally awake! You scared me to death!" The warmth of the girl''s body and the fragility in her voice snapped Hui back to reality. His mind raced as he quickly scanned his surroundings, piecing together the situation he was now in. Suppressing his thoughts, Hui wrapped his arms tightly around Tsunade, speaking softly tofort her. "It''s okay, it''s all over now." Just then, the door to the room swung open, and before anyone stepped inside, a voice called out from the hallway, "Is he awake? Is it true?" A young man with purple hair rushed in but stopped abruptly when he saw the two embracing. He paused awkwardly for a moment before quietly backing out of the room. "Hui, don''t go back to the frontlines. Stay here in the vige and take on missions with me, okay?" As the granddaughter of both the First and Second Hokage, Tsunade¡¯s words carried weight, especially during this time of war when every hand was needed. Yet, her plea was personal, her eyes filled with unshed tears, her voice pleading softly. Hui felt a warmth spread through his chest. Gently, he pressed Tsunade¡¯s head against his shoulder, whispering in her ear. "Don¡¯t worry. I won¡¯t let anything happen to me." Tsunade opened her mouth to say more, but as she felt Hui¡¯s strong embrace, she could only manage a quiet sob, resting her head against him as tears trickled down her cheeks. Hui continued to gently pat her back,forting the girl who clearly held him so dearly in her heart. After some time, Tsunade¡¯s sobs finally subsided. It was then that the door opened again, this time revealing a medical-nin. Tsunade quickly moved away from Hui, standing quietly at his side. The medical-nin gave them a kind smile before approaching Hui and conducting a thorough examination. After a few moments, he nodded in satisfaction and surprise. "Your recovery has been remarkable, almost unbelievable. It¡¯s as if you¡¯re alreadypletely healed." Pausing, he added, "But to be safe, we¡¯d like to keep you here for another day or two. When you were brought in, you were running a high fever, and your body was nearly in a state of copse." The medic¡¯s astonishment was clear. Everyone had been shocked by Hui''s rapid recovery. When he had first arrived at the hospital, most of the staff had believed there was little chance he would ever wake up. His condition had been too severe, and at just six years old, it seemed impossible that a child could withstand such physical strain. Yet only a dayter, it became clear that Hui''s body was recovering far quicker than expected. What everyone thought would take a month took mere days. Three dayster, Hui had made a full recovery, leaving the medical-nin in awe. They had never seen anything like it. Some evenpared his recovery ability to the stories they¡¯d heard about the First Hokage. Of course, all this information had been ced under strict orders from Tobirama¡ªnothing was to be spoken of. "Rest here for another day or two, and if there are noplications, you¡¯ll be cleared to leave." "Understood. Thank you, doctor," Hui replied politely. The medical-nin gave a nod and exited the room. Lightning entered next, his eyes filled with relief and admiration as he looked at Hui¡¯s young face. "You did it, Hui!" Lightning said seriously. "Because of the message you delivered that night, the frontline forces were prepared. They set traps, and the Mist Vige''s entire raid force was wiped out!" Hui exhaled deeply, a wave of relief washing over him. "Thank goodness¡ we seeded." Lightning smiled at him, and with a teasing nce at Tsunade, who had turned slightly red, he excused himself. "I¡¯ll leave you two to talk. I should go rest up too." He gave Hui a wink before slipping out, leaving Tsunade blushing slightly, her eyes filled with mixed emotions. But after Lightning left, she quietly sat back down on the edge of Hui¡¯s bed, gazing at him intently. Hui couldn¡¯t help but chuckle. Tsunade blinked in confusion, pouting a little. "What are youughing at? You don¡¯t even know how worried I was! And why does Grandpa Tobirama send you on such dangerous missions?!" Shaking his head, Hui replied, "You¡¯ve misunderstood. Grandpa Tobirama didn¡¯t send me to the frontlines for anything particrly dangerous. It was just bad luck that I ran into the Mist scouts. This kind of situation won¡¯t happen again." He shed her a reassuring smile before continuing, "Do you want to know why I wasughing?" "Why?" Tsunade asked, still a little unsure. "Because your eyes are beautiful," Hui said, and Tsunade¡¯s eyes lit up in surprise, and joy. But Hui continued after a pause, his voice suddenly turning serious. "But¡ I think mine are even better." Tsunade blinked again, this time confused. The fluttering butterflies in her heart swirled around in confusion, but before she could respond, Hui leaned in, his voice dropping to a tender whisper. "Because my eyes¡ have you in them." !!! In that moment, it felt as though the room filled with pink bubbles of warmth and affection. join my patreon for 30+ advanced chapters: Chapter 36: Honoring the Fallen, Looking Toward the Future Chapter 36: Honoring the Fallen, Looking Toward the Future The sky was a deep clear blue, and white clouds driftedzily overhead. A cool breeze rustled through the trees, their shadows swaying gently on the ground. In an abandoned training field, where weeds had long since overtaken the space, a small figure stood motionless for what seemed like an eternity. Hui stood there, head slightly tilted upward, his gaze distant. It was as if he could see familiar figures in the empty space before him. Arge, sturdy man with a broad chest, and a carefree figure with ck hair, casually wielding a sword. "Captain Bear, Wind... I did it. I delivered the message, and I got Lightning out of danger," Hui spoke softly to the air, his voice tinged with a sense of loss. His mind flooded with memories¡ªshes of their first meeting in Squad Four, Wind busily setting traps during his final stand, Captain Bear¡¯s resolute figure walking away to lure the enemy. Everything felt like a fleeting dream, yet he knew it had all truly happened. Bear and Wind, the two brothers and mentors who had always taken care of him, were gone. He would never see them again. This wasn¡¯t a dream or a scene from a movie; they weren¡¯t actors ying a part. They had been real, and now¡ they were dead. That thought shattered thest remnants of distance he had felt from this world. Hui, once a soul from another world, now felt the weight of reality pressing down on him. From this moment, Hui was no longer someone who had reincarnated into the world of "Naruto." He was Mochizuki Hui. "Light..." Lightning¡¯s voice called out softly as he approached Hui from behind, his eyes heavy with understanding as he saw the boy standing there, silent and sorrowful. "Captain Bear and Wind¡ they¡¯d be proud of you for everything you¡¯ve done. I¡¯m sure of it." Lightning looked up at the sky as well, as if he too could see Bear and Wind¡¯s silhouettes above. "This is the life of a ninja¡ we never know when we¡¯ll die on a mission," Lightning said, a mncholic tone in his voice. Even though he had long epted the reality of being a ninja, it didn¡¯t make it any easier whenrades died¡ªespecially not when they were people who had fought and bled beside him. But Lightning couldn¡¯t afford to let himself or Hui sink into despair, so he spoke again, his voice steadying with resolve. "Every ninja knows that death is part of the path. But dying doesn¡¯t mean it was all for nothing. Our deaths have meaning when they leave something behind for the living to carry forward." Lightning turned to Hui, his eyes sharp and serious. "You, Light, are what Bear and Wind left behind. You carry their legacy. And if Bear could say onest thing, I bet it¡¯d be that he wanted you to be Hokage one day." "Light, you have to keep moving forward. Take what they left behind and be the light that illuminates Konoha¡¯s future." Lightning¡¯s words hung in the air like a solemn vow. Hui stood in silence, his face unreadable. After several long moments, he raised his head, looking Lightning in the eye with fierce determination. "I won¡¯t let their sacrifice be in vain. And I¡ I won¡¯t let this happen again." Beneath the warm sunlight, Hui¡¯s face was etched with conviction. The war continued. On the battlefield between Konoha and the Mist Vige, things had begun to turn in Konoha¡¯s favor. The failed ambush had been a significant blow to the Mist Vige. Not only had Konoha annihted an elite force of hundreds, but the psychological toll on the Mist¡¯s forces was immense. Their morale had plummeted. The Mist¡¯s fieldmander was furious, seething with hatred for Konoha¡¯s infamous Anbu, the mysterious force that had disrupted their ns. Yet, despite the pivotal role yed by the First Division¡¯s Squad Four, not a single word was spoken about them. No honors, no recognition. Captain Bear and Wind¡ their names, like all Anbu, would fade into the shadows. This was the life of an Anbu¡ªthose who walked in darkness. While alive, they had no name. When they aplished great things, there was no glory. And when they died, no one remembered. For now, Hui remained in Konoha, ordered to rest and recover, awaiting new squad members to join his team. But the order did not specify when those new members would arrive. For the moment, Hui had nothing but time. And so, he began to reflect, organizing his thoughts, considering his next steps. After the recent events, Hui realized that hisbat options were too limited. He primarily relied on shurikenjutsu, swordsmanship, and taijutsu for closebat and single-target attacks. His ultimate technique, the Silver Moon, a strike infused with light energy, was his trump card¡ªunpredictable and deadly. However, Silver Moon had a fatal w: it required time to charge. Moreover, without being able to extract chakra like other ninjas, Hui¡¯s arsenalcked the versatility and unpredictability that most shinobi possessed. He had norge-scale attacks, no way to handle multiple enemies at once. It frustrated him. Technically, Hui could extract chakra from his body. But every time he did, it was immediately absorbed and transformed into Primordial Qi, leaving him without usable chakra. This transformation process was slow, and Hui had no idea when it would beplete. Only after his chakra had fully converted into Primordial Qi would he be able to turn that energy back into chakra and use it. And once that happened, Hui knew his strength would skyrocket. After all, with Tobirama as his mentor, he had ess to countless powerful ninjutsu. Once he could harness chakra, those techniques would be at his fingertips, filling the gaps in his fighting style. And the best part? Chakra sensors wouldn¡¯t be able to detect him. Since his energy wasn¡¯t stored in his body like normal chakra, it wouldn¡¯t leave a trace. He could produce it on demand, use it, and then disappear from detection again. But until then¡ he was limited. With a sigh, Hui reminded himself that he was still young, and his potential remained untapped. His power was immense, but it required time to manifest. If he had ten more years, he wouldn¡¯t need to worry about these things. Time would turn his potential into unstoppable strength. join my patreon for 30+ advanced chapters: Chapter 37: A New Sword Technique Chapter 37: A New Sword Technique Mochizuki Hui had been waiting for five days, but no new teammates had arrived. However, he hadn¡¯t spent that time idly; instead, he had been thinking deeply about how to improve his strength. Chakra was out of the question for now¡ªthere was no telling when the assimtion process would finish. That left him with only one option: enhancing his current skills. The energy he could use right now was light energy, the only power that had fully assimted within him. Previously, he had focused on condensing light into a powerful force, such as his Silver Moon sword energy, which acted as a primary offensive move. However, Silver Moon required a brief moment of concentration before it could be unleashed. If used instantly, it would only produce a harmless sh of light. But that harmless sh sparked an idea in Hui¡¯s mind. While a simple sh of light couldn¡¯t injure an opponent, it could certainly disorient them! In the heat of battle, when opponents were fully focused on his sword, what would happen if, just as they zeroed in, his de suddenly emitted a blinding sh of light? Their reaction would be instinctive¡ªthey¡¯d squint, close their eyes, or turn their heads away to shield themselves from the re. That would create a massive opening! In ninja battles¡ªespecially in swordbat¡ªevery strike was aimed at vital points. To expose such a ring weakness in a life-or-death situation would almost certainly spell defeat, if not death. The more Hui thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. He immediately began experimenting. He first tested how much light he could emit, then how long he could sustain it. He also worked on ways to time the burst effectively duringbat. After several days of trial and error, Hui finally crafted a new sword technique. In the overgrown, abandoned training field, Hui stood opposite a purple-haired young man¡ªLightning. Hui wanted to test his new sword technique, and he needed a living partner to help. Upon hearing Hui''s request, Lightning had enthusiastically volunteered, eager to see what his savior had developed. Now, they faced each other, ready for the demonstration. "Come on, Light! Show me what you''ve been working on!" Lightning called out, his voice brimming with excitement. Hui had saved his life, and after witnessing Hui¡¯s potential firsthand, Lightning had be just as invested in the boy¡¯s growth as their fallenrades, Xiong and Wind, had been. "Alright. Here Ie!" Hui responded, drawing his sword with a focused gleam in his eyes. In an instant, he dashed forward, his de slicing through the air toward Lightning. Lightning, armed with a kunai, met the strike head-on, more focused on defense than offense, as he knew his closebat skills couldn¡¯t match Hui¡¯s. ng, ng, ng! Steel shed rapidly as the two exchanged blows. Hui wasn¡¯t holding back, forcing Lightning to concentrate fully, defending with all his might. And then, at the perfect moment, Hui noticed that Lightning¡¯s eyes were glued to his sword, tracking its every movement. Now! Hui narrowed his eyes slightly, shifting his gaze subtly. In that instant, his de red with a burst of bright, blinding light, like a sudden sh from a powerful bulb. Lightning¡¯s eyes, locked onto Hui¡¯s sword, were assaulted by the intense brightness. Instinctively, his eyelids snapped shut, and his head jerked away from the re. He felt a cold breeze sweep past his neck, sending a shiver down his spine. "It seems¡ this technique works well," Hui said, satisfied as he sheathed his sword. Lightning opened his eyes cautiously, though they still stung from the residual light. He blinked rapidly, trying to clear his vision, before looking back at Hui. "Using a sudden burst of light to blind your opponent in the middle of a focused battle, and create an opening¡ Light, that¡¯s awesome!" Lightning eximed, now fully grasping the purpose of Hui¡¯s technique. "This isn¡¯t just swordsmanship¡ªit¡¯s more like a new form of ninjutsu. And what¡¯s more, it¡¯s a jutsu without hand seals! No one will see iting. Add the fact that you¡¯re using a sword as the medium, and the enemy won¡¯t suspect a thing." He couldn¡¯t help but admire the brilliance of it. "This technique is truly impressive!" Hui, however, smiled humbly. "It has potential, but there are still many ws." "ws?" Lightning blinked, surprised. He hadn¡¯t noticed any major weaknesses. "For one," Hui began, "this technique is useless against someone who¡¯s blind." "Second, if the enemy has trained their reflexes to handle bright shes, they¡¯ll be less affected." "Third, if they have poor light sensitivity or are wearing tinted goggles, the technique will lose much of its impact." "Fourth, to achieve the best result, the light must sh directly in their line of sight. If it¡¯s even slightly off, it won¡¯t be as effective." "And finally," Hui continued, "I have to be cautious, too. I¡¯ll need to avert my eyes or close them briefly when I use it, otherwise, I¡¯ll end up blinding myself as well." He sighed. "So, yeah¡ it still has a long way to go." Lightning, however, couldn¡¯t help but feel a bit speechless at the boy¡¯s humility. True, those ws existed¡ªbut how often would a ninja encounter someone who was blind or who had undergone specific sh-resistance training? Even finding someone who wore goggles all the time was rare. Most of these weaknesses were negligible in realbat. As for the final points about positioning and self-blinding? Those were more about finesse and control, things that would improve with practice. "Honestly, Light¡ it¡¯s still an amazing move!" Lightning thought to himself but decided not to argue further. "So¡ what are you going to call this technique?" Lightning asked instead. Hui pondered for a moment, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "How about¡ ¡®Open Your Damned Dog Eyes, You Bastard!¡¯" Hui said with a grin. Lightning¡¯s expression immediately soured, a dark line forming on his forehead as he stared at Hui in disbelief. "Haha, just kidding!" Hui burst outughing. "I wouldn¡¯t actually name it something like that." He then grew more serious, his tone softening. "This technique uses light to disorient and attack the enemy. Light¡ it drives away the darkness and brings safety to others and myself." Hui paused, his gaze steady as he looked up at Lightning. "I think I¡¯ll call it¡ ¡®Radiance.¡¯" join my patreon for 30+ advanced chapters: Chapter 38: A New Mission, Assassination Chapter 38: A New Mission, Assassination After testing the practical use of his new sword technique, Radiance, with Lightning, Mochizuki Hui was satisfied. Despite its ws, it had the potential to be a trump card in the right situation. However, Radiance was best suited for ambushes and killing blows. If it failed to be lethal on the first attempt, the enemy would be on guard, making it far less effective in subsequent uses. It was a technique best deployed when fighting a single opponent, or in a scenario where all witnesses would be eliminated. If too many saw the technique, future opponents would be wary, and the surprise factor would be lost. Mochizuki Hui had hoped to continue developing more techniques, but an unexpected mission interrupted his ns. He hadn¡¯t received any new teammates yet, but the new mission had arrived. That day, Hui donned his freshly issued ANBU uniform, his mask hiding his youthful features, as he stood alongside a simrly outfitted Lightning in the ANBU training grounds, awaiting their orders. "Another mission already, huh?" Lightning muttered with a sigh. It had been nearly a month since theyst wore these uniforms. For a moment, Lightning had almost believed he had left the shadows behind and returned to the light. In truth, if he had asked to leave ANBU and return to the regr ranks, the Second Hokage would likely have granted his request. But the events of that fateful night had left a deep impression on him. He wanted to stay, to watch over Hui as he grew, and to protect him during that growth. "Yeah, it feels like it¡¯s been a while since thest mission," Hui replied, realizing he probably wouldn''t be leaving ANBU anytime soon. This was clearly the decision of Tobirama Senju. After all, his growth in ANBU would be much faster than being in a regr shinobi team. Suddenly, a figure appeared before them in a sh of movement. Both Hui and Lightning straightened their postures instinctively, standing at attention. The figure was a chunin from the vige. His eyes lingered on Hui for a few moments longer than usual, a glimmer of surprise in them. But, trained as a shinobi with strict discipline, he said nothing, simply handing over a sealed letter to Hui with a bow. "This is your mission. The rest is up to you," he said before disappearing in another burst of speed. Hui and Lightning exchanged nces, both sensing a bit of uncertainty. Without wasting time, Hui tore open the envelope and pulled out the contents. It was a letter¡ªhandwritten by none other than the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju. The mission described within wasn''t just for them¡ªit was almost entirely for Hui alone. Because this was an assassination mission. With the full-scale war now raging, countless countries and shinobi viges had be entangled, plunging the entire shinobi world into chaos. However, after several months of intense conflict, the tides of battle were beginning to shift, and the outlines of the war¡¯s ultimate victors were bing clear. Under the leadership of the Second Hokage, Konoha had managed to hold its ground despite being outnumbered, inflicting heavy losses on the other four great viges. Some smaller nations that had chosen to attack Konoha were even wiped out entirely. As a result, some farsighted individuals had already begun nning for the post-war future. However, not all powerful figures were wise. Some foolish individuals, seated in high positions, were steering their countries toward ruin. The target of Hui¡¯s mission was one such figure¡ªa high-ranking minister in a certain country. This country held considerable influence among the small nations in its region and had remained neutral, avoiding involvement in the shinobi world war. However, Tobirama had received intelligence suggesting that this nation was considering joining the war to secure some spoils of victory. Unfortunately, the side they intended to support was not the Land of Fire, but its enemies. Hui''s mission was to assassinate one of this country''s influential ministers¡ªsomeone with significant power who was pushing for an attack on the Land of Fire. The assassination would serve as a warning¡ªa clear message to that nation¡¯s daimyo: if you attack the Land of Fire, no matter what happens in the war, you will die first. Why had such a critical mission been entrusted to Hui? And why was it almost entirely his task toplete? Because the country had two highly skilled sensory ninja guarding the minister and the daimyo at all times. For most shinobi, approaching them unnoticed was nearly impossible. If an ordinary ninja tried to infiltrate orunch a direct assault, the resulting conflict would only fuel the nation''s anger, potentially rallying other nearby countries to join in an attack on Konoha. Thus, this mission couldn''t be handled openly. The daimyo couldn''t be killed¡ªnot yet, at least¡ªand the assassination needed to be carried out without alerting anyone, especially the sensory ninja. For most shinobi, this would be an impossible task as their chakra signatures would be detected instantly, exposing the intruder before they even got close. But Hui was different. His body produced no detectable chakra, allowing him to move perfectly undetected by sensory types. This made him the ideal candidate for such an assassination. Moreover, his youth made it easier for him to blend into the background of this foreign nation, allowing him to get closer to the target. As Hui finished reading the mission details, a weight settled in his chest. This mission was dangerous. But it was also the ultimate test of his abilities. join my patreon for 30+ advanced chapters: Chapter 39: Intelligence and Difficulty Chapter 39: Intelligence and Difficulty Having confirmed the details of the mission, Mochizuki Hui and Lightning gathered the necessary supplies for the task ahead and set out immediately. This mission was clearly centred around Hui¡ªhis stealth and assassination skills were crucial for sess. Lightning¡¯s role, on the other hand, was to provide support, ensuring Hui¡¯s safe extraction, whether the assassination seeded or failed. It took them three days of hard travel to reach their destination, a nation far from the Land of Fire and its hidden vige, Konoha. The town they arrived at was vastly different from the ninja viges they were used to. There were hardly any shinobi here, only regr soldiers. However, the town itself was bustling, filled with life. The streets were crowded with merchants, vendors, and townspeople, the atmosphere more vibrant than even Konoha''s busiest districts. Mochizuki Hui, now disguised as a dirty-faced street urchin, blended seamlessly into the crowd. His clothes were filthy and his face smudged with grime¡ªanyone who saw him would think he was just another war orphan,pletely harmless. No one would ever associate this small, ragged boy with the elite ANBU of Konoha, feared throughout the ninja world. And more importantly, his young appearance and theck of chakra fluctuations from his body made him invisible even to sensory-type ninjas. Even if the two skilled sensory ninjas were standing right next to him, they wouldn¡¯t suspect a thing. Upon arriving in the town, Hui didn¡¯t rush into action. As always, he believed in careful nning before execution. For the first day, he wandered the streets like any other beggar, observing the town¡¯syout, getting a feel for the ce. He noted the position of key locations, potential escape routes, and began formting a n. He then took a casual walk around the minister¡¯s estate, memorizing the patrol patterns of the guards, andlooking for possible points of entry and exits. With the generalyout in mind, Hui shifted focus to his target¡ªthe minister who was pushing for a military campaign against the Land of Fire. The man was cautious. After two days of careful observation, Hui noticed that the minister rarely left the daimyo''s side during the day. Only at night did he return to his estate, and even then, his movements were highly regimented. He would spend his evenings reading, asionally losing his temper and breaking objects before retiring to bed in frustration. From this behavior, Hui concluded that the minister had a vtile temper and was likely being pressured by external forces to remain cautious. This suggested that the daimyo had anticipated a potential assassination attempt, possibly expecting shinobi from Konoha toe after the minister. It was also clear that the decision to wage war on the Land of Fire likely came from the daimyo himself, not just the minister. Still, the minister was heavily guarded. At all times, he was nked by a dozen or more bodyguards, both visible and hidden. Hui sensed the presence of seven shinobi in the shadows, including a skilled sensory ninja, who was constantly on alert. These seven shinobi worked in shifts. Four of them¡ªthree chunin and one jonin¡ªformed one group. The sensory ninja, a special jonin, was paired with two other chunin, forming the second group. Altogether, the minister was protected by two jonin and five chunin at all times. But that wasn¡¯t all. Hui also realized that this wasn''t just the minister¡¯s personal guard. There were two distinct factions protecting both the daimyo and the minister. The sensory ninja and three of the chunin belonged to this country¡¯s forces. However, the other jonin and three additional chunin appeared to be outsiders. Given the intelligence gathered by Tobirama, Hui realized that these extra shinobi were likely sent by another great nation to protect the minister and the daimyo. The geographical location of this country, positioned between the Land of Fire and the Land of Wind, made it highly likely that these shinobi were from Sunagakure, the Hidden Sand Vige. If this country dered war on the Land of Fire, it would ease the pressure on Sunagakure, which was struggling in its battles against Konoha. A shift in this small nation¡¯s allegiance could turn the tide of the war back in Sunagakure¡¯s favour. The two sensory ninjas were well aware of the Sand shinobi¡¯s presence but had chosen to ignore them, likely understanding their shared goals. After carefully analyzing the situation, Hui¡¯s heart grew heavy. Assassinating the minister itself wasn¡¯t impossible. He was confident in his ability to infiltrate the minister¡¯s estate without being detected. But the real challengey inpleting the assassination without being discovered, and more importantly, escaping unnoticed. If he were discovered during or after the assassination, the Sand shinobi would descend on him with full force. Hui didn¡¯t stand a chance against them in a direct confrontation, especially given their numbers. Risking his life in a one-for-one exchange? That wasn¡¯t an option. He needed a wless n, one that would allow him to eliminate the target and disappear without a trace. Hui took a deep breath. It was time to formte the perfect strategy. join my patreon for 30+ advanced chapters: /HyppoTL Chapter 40: A Successful Assassination! Chapter 40: A Sessful Assassination! Mochizuki Hui knew thatpleting this mission would require cunning, not brute force. While the defenses around the target were formidable, Hui had his own advantage: the enemy''s sensory ninja couldn¡¯t detect him. That was his greatest asset in this mission. After three more days of careful observation and preparation, Hui was ready to act. On this particr day, the minister followed his usual schedule, returning to his residence in thete afternoon from the daimyo''s pce. Before his return, the ninja guards had meticulously swept through his quarters, ensuring there were no threats or suspicious changes. After eating a dinner that had been carefully inspected for poison, the minister indulged his frustrations on one of the pce¡¯s handmaids¡ªone of the few forms of entertainment he was still allowed in his restricted state. Afterward, drained and angry, he dismissed the maid and eventually drifted off to sleep, oblivious to the danger lurking below. Outside his bedroom, more than a dozen guards patrolled diligently. Hidden in the shadows, seven shinobi stood ready, with the sensory ninja scanning the premises at regr intervals. Every hour, the entire estate was swept, and asionally, additional random checks were conducted. It was a fortress, nearly imprable. And yet, Mochizuki Hui had already infiltrated. He had entered the estate well before the minister¡¯s return, taking advantage of the times when the guards and shinobi were not yet on high alert. Hui had hidden himself in a tunnel he had meticulously dug over the past few days¡ª a small and narrow tunnel, barelyrge enough for his seven-year-old body to crawl through. No adult could have fit, and even Hui had to squeeze through with effort, moving slowly. The tunnel led directly beneath the minister''s chambers, emerging in the fish pond that adorned the garden just outside. The water-filled tunnel was Hui¡¯s secret weapon. For an ordinary person, staying in the tunnel for too long would have meant death by drowning. But Hui¡¯s body, far beyond that of a normal human, allowed him to hold his breath far longer than most. Once the minister was asleep, Hui made his move. In the dead of night, the floor of the minister¡¯s room shifted slightly, with barely a whisper of sound. A thin crack appeared, and a panel of the wooden floor was gently lifted. The minister¡¯s snores masked the faint noise. Hui emerged, his body slick with water but silent as a shadow. He was naked, not for any perverse reason, but because wet clothes would have made noise and slowed his movements. His bare skin, covered in only a few drops of water, allowed him to move with precision. Once inside the room, Hui immediately got to work. He retrieved a set of kunai and wire from his tunnel and began setting a trap¡ªpainstakingly designed for this very moment. Each movement was deliberate, slow, and calcted. Finally, the trap was set. A delicate wire, nearly invisible, was rigged near the door. The moment someone pushed the door open, the wire would trigger, sending a deadly flurry of kunai towards the bed, where the unsuspecting minister slept. Hui had carefully studied the minister¡¯s routine. Every morning, someone from the household came to wake the minister, as he couldn¡¯t rise on his own. When they opened the door to rouse him, they would unknowingly trigger the trap, and the kunai would do the rest. Satisfied with his work, Hui quietly retreated, lowering himself back into the tunnel and recing the floor panel. By morning, the tunnel would likely be discovered, but it wouldn¡¯t matter. Once submerged in the pond again, Hui moved carefully along the bottom until he reached the edge, where he slipped into another, much shorter tunnel leading to the roots of a nearby tree. From there, he exited the estate unnoticed. None of the guards, neither the shinobi nor the soldiers, suspected a thing. Their focus was solely on protecting the minister¡¯s room. And even though they had anticipated an assassination attempt, after so many uneventful days of guarding, their vignce had waned. As long as the sensory ninja didn¡¯t detect any chakra signatures and the minister¡¯s snores continued, they believed all was well. Thus, Hui¡¯s infiltration went perfectly. Now, all that remained was to wait for morning. When dawn broke, Hui, still in his disguise as a filthy street urchin, sat in a corner of the bustling marketce. From where he was, he had a clear view of the minister¡¯s estate. Then, just as he expected, a panicked servant burst through the gates of the estate and rushed off towards the daimyo¡¯s pce. A short whileter, the daimyo himself, nked by a dozen guards, arrived in haste. Hui smirked. The assassination had been a sess. join my patreon for 30+ advanced chapters: Chapter 41: The State of War Chapter 41: The State of War When the daimyo first heard of the minister¡¯s assassination, he was in utter disbelief, finding the whole thing absurd. But after personally inspecting the minister¡¯s corpse and understanding how he had been killed, a chill ran down his spine. The traces left at the scene, along with the unhidden tunnel entrance, clearly conveyed a message¡ªa warning. It was evident: whoever had assassinated the minister wanted to show that if they could kill him under such tight protection, they could just as easily kill the daimyo, even with the same level of security. This realization struck fear into the daimyo¡¯s heart. While he had always known that ninjas were powerful and mysterious beings, he hadn¡¯t truly grasped just how terrifying they could be until now. He had ambitions¡ªhe wanted to profit from the chaos of the war¡ªbut he feared death more. Thus, during a meetingter that very day, the daimyo made it clear that his country would abandon any ns to join the Shinobi World War and would instead maintain a neutral stance. With this, Mochizuki Hui¡¯s mission was sessfullypleted. The goal had been achieved. Meanwhile, the two squads of Sand Ninja, filled with shame and frustration, were forced to retreat quietly, knowing they had failed miserably. At least they had been operating in the shadows and hadn¡¯t openly dered themselves responsible for the safety of the minister and the daimyo; otherwise, their disgrace would have been even greater. The daimyo¡¯s decision to remain neutral quickly spread to the surrounding smaller nations, triggering a chain reaction. Upon hearing this, some of the smaller nations also decided to remain neutral, giving up any thought of joining the war. Others, however, chose to side with the Land of Fire, impressed by the strength of Konoha¡¯s ninja. This further shifted the bnce of the war, giving Konoha an even greater advantage in the ongoing conflict with Sunagakure (The Vige Hidden in the Sand). The battlefield on this front grew increasingly favorable for Konoha. When Tobirama Senju received the report on Mochizuki Hui¡¯s mission, he was very pleased, and his evaluation of Hui rose even higher. To be honest, Tobirama hadn¡¯t been entirely confident that Hui couldplete such a mission. But Hui had exceeded his expectations,pleting the mission wlessly and demonstrating remarkable skill. This led Tobirama to make a critical decision. In truth, it wasn¡¯t just the battlefield between Konoha and Sunagakure, or this neutral small nation where Hui had operated that was seeing action. Mochizuki Hui wasn¡¯t the only one working in the shadows. Konoha¡¯s ANBU had been relentlessly carrying out missions during this period, targeting war hawks in various nations, andinitiating a wave of assassinations. Though not every assassination had been sessful, many had, leading to the deaths of numerous influential figures in other countries who were pushing for continued war. This string of assassinations caused considerable anxiety among the remaining high-ranking officials in many nations, each one fearing they might be the next target. At the same time, certain influential figures in these nations, bribed or influenced by Konoha, began to promote the idea that ¡°Konoha is simply trying to end this pointless war. If we stop the war, the assassinations will cease.¡± This narrative had an impact. In truth, by this stage of the war, many leaders had long since grown weary of the conflict. Although the shinobi were the mainbatants in this war and the regr armies werergely uninvolved, war still required funding. And the war expenses for their own shinobi viges were being entirely shouldered by these nations. If the war had brought significant victories or spoils, the cost might have been justifiable. After all, risks are eptable when there¡¯s a good return. But this war had be a losing proposition for many, with the tide of battle shifting increasingly against them. A war that offered no benefits and no clear path to victory was of no use to them. As a result, with fewer and fewer war hawks standing in their way, many national leaders began pressuring their shinobi viges to end the conflict. This put the shinobi viges¡ªparticrly the Four Great Nations¡ªunder high strain. They wanted to retaliate against Konoha in the same way¡ªthrough assassinations and political interference¡ªbut theycked an organization like Konoha¡¯s ANBU, which specialized in such activities. Furthermore, the pressure wasn¡¯t justing from their nations¡¯ leaders. The war had also begun to breed discontent among their own citizens. Families were mourning fallen shinobi, and the quality of life had diminished. Anti-war sentiments were growing. In such an environment, continuing the war became increasingly difficult. However, the leaders of the Four Great Nations were unwilling to simply walk away in defeat. After all, Hashirama Senju¡ªthe godlike figure who had cast a long shadow over them for so many years¡ªwas finally gone. With his passing, they had believed that Konoha was no longer invincible. They had joined forces, along with countless smaller shinobi viges, to take down Konoha, and yet they had ended up in this humiliating situation. It was uneptable. Thus, under mounting pressure from both their leaders and their citizens, the leaders of the Four Great Nations made a final, desperate decision. They would not go down quietly. They would stage onest, all-out counteroffensive. If they seeded, they would take Konoha down in one fell swoop, seizing the fertilends of the Land of Fire as spoils of war, perhaps even carving up the Land of Fire itself and erasing Konoha from history. But if they failed, then they would have no choice but to retreat, admit defeat, and return to their respective nations. And so, with this decision made, the shinobi world braced for the war¡¯s final, climactic battle. The First Shinobi World War had reached its most critical juncture. join my patreon for 40+ advanced chapters: /HyppoTL Chapter 42: We Won! Chapter 42: We Won! The final battle of the Shinobi World War had erupted¡ªast-ditch counterattack from the four great shinobi viges, a battle that would decide the victor. However, this war no longer had much to do with Mochizuki Hui. He was just a small ANBU member, only seven years old and not even at the level of a Jonin. He had no ability to influence the oue of this final battle. In fact, even a Jonin would find it difficult to sway the course of such a war. This was a conflict involving thousands, tens of thousands ofbatants¡ªa life-and-death struggle where countless forces shed. In such arge-scale battle, an individual''s strength seemed insignificant. Only those with truly extraordinary power could sway the direction of a war¡ªfigures like the Kage of the five great viges, Madara Uchiha, Jinchuriki hosting the Tailed Beasts, and other Kage-level shinobi. Their personal might could singlehandedly shift the tides of battle and alter the oue of the war. Alternatively, there were those with strategic brilliance who could devise the most effective battle ns for their shinobi viges. These tacticians could lead their forces to gain significant advantages on the battlefield, tipping the scales toward victory¡ªindividuals like the future Shikaku Nara or Shikamaru Nara. Mochizuki Hui, at this moment, was neither of those. Thus, afterpleting his assassination mission, Mochizuki Hui found himself with nothing to do once again. He was ordered to remain in Konoha and await further instructions, but in reality, this was to keep him away from the frontlines. With the final battle underway, Tobirama Senju dared not risk having Mochizuki Hui on the battlefield, fearing any potential harming to him. Mochizuki Hui understood this well. He knew his current strength was stillcking. Even if he went to the battlefield, he wouldn''t be able to contribute much, and in critical moments, he might even be a burden to Tobirama. So, he quietly stayed in Konoha, focusing on his training while waiting for the war''s conclusion. Not only Mochizuki Hui, but Tsunade, Jiraiya, and Orochimaru had also ceased their missions and stayed within Konoha. Their teacher, Hiruzen Sarutobi, an exceptional shinobi, was undoubtedly at the frontlines during this time. This, at least, kept Mochizuki Hui from getting too bored. He wasn¡¯t particrly worried about the oue of this war. He didn¡¯t believe that the small actions of a yet-to-mature "butterfly" like him could drastically alter the results of the First Shinobi World War. However, the waiting was simply torturous, especially when you cared about the oue. During the final battle, Konoha became unusually quiet. Ninjas were rarely seen in the vige anymore, aside from some young Genin and essential guard forces. Konoha had thrown almost everything it had into this final battle. A loss would lead to unimaginable consequences. Even the vigers wore expressions of anxiety and worry, their faces seldom showing smiles. Everyone was awaiting news from the battlefield, their attention fixed on updates from the frontlines. The tense atmosphere began to affect Mochizuki Hui as well. Though he knew rationally that his actions likely wouldn¡¯t alter the oue, a growing concern gripped his heart. Perhaps the small things he had done on the battlefield had set off a chain of events that could lead to an unexpected shift in the war¡¯s oue. Because he cared, he couldn¡¯t help but overthink. On this day, the weather was clear, the sky filled with clouds, and a gentle breeze blew through the vige. The vige remained as quiet as before, with many staying inside, staring nkly out of their windows, silently praying for good news. From one of Konoha¡¯s training grounds, the rhythmic sounds of shuriken and kunai striking wooden targets could be heard. Four young figures were scattered around the field. Mochizuki Hui was practicing his shuriken techniques, each thrown kunai and shuriken hitting their mark, with manynding on the bullseye. This was unusual. Normally, in a distraction-free environment, Mochizuki Hui wouldn¡¯t miss the bullseye. It was clear he was distracted. Not far from him, Tsunade sat on a bench, her eyes on Mochizuki Hui, but her gaze distant and unfocused. Orochimaru stood on the grass, staring at a dried leaf in his hand, lost in thought. As for Jiraiya, he wanted to talk to someone, but seeing his three friends all lost in their own worlds, he gave up andy under a tree, letting his mind wander. Then, suddenly, the quiet of the vige was broken by a risingmotion. A noise began to spread, growing louder and louder. This caught the attention of the four young shinobi. ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡± Jiraiya stood up, standing on the tree to get a better look, curious. Mochizuki Hui, on the other hand, stopped his repetitive practice, closed his eyes, and focused on the growing noise from the vige. Tsunade and Orochimaru both turned toward the direction of themotion, confusion on their faces. Finally, a smile spread across Mochizuki Hui¡¯s face, a smile of pure joy. He had heard the wordsing from the vige. It was news of victory from the battlefield. ¡°We¡¯ve won.¡± He spoke aloud, surprising the other three. Tsunade, unsure, asked again, ¡°We¡¯ve won the war?¡± ¡°Yes,¡± Mochizuki Hui confirmed with a firm voice, ¡°We¡¯ve won this war.¡± Konoha had won the war. The entire vige erupted with excitement, as if life had returned to every corner. Mochizuki Hui and his three friends ran through the vige, joining countless children and teenagers who were also running through the streets. As they ran, they shouted at the top of their lungs, ¡°We¡¯ve won! We¡¯ve won the war!¡± Hearing the shouts, people began flooding out of their homes, faces filled with joy and relief. Soon, the streets of the vige were filled with people. Everywhere, voices rang out, filled with the same message. ¡°We¡¯ve won!¡± join my patreon for 40+ advanced chapters: /HyppoTL Chapter 43: Return, Loss, and What I Must Protect in My Heart Chapter 43: Return, Loss, and What I Must Protect in My Heart On this day, all of Konoha was filled with an air of joy. Nearly everyone had gathered at the vige gates, lining both sides of the road, waiting. It was a spontaneous weing ceremony, organized to honor the heroes of Konoha returning from the battlefield. Mochizuki Hui stood among the crowd, his heart filled with anticipation as he gazed into the distance, toward the path where the heroes would return. At a certain moment, figures appeared at the end of the road. Leading the procession was none other than the Second Hokage himself, Senju Tobirama! Behind him were the n heads of Konoha¡ªHyuga, Uchiha, Sarutobi, Shimura, Nara... Following them were squads of elite shinobi, all walking proudly with their chests held high, their strides full of confidence. These people were the heroes of Konoha. Thanks to their presence and protection, the vige had remained unscathed throughout the war, bing one of the rare havens untouched by the chaos of the shinobi world. "Lord Second Hokage!" As Senju Tobirama approached, the crowd erupted into cheers. Countless voices called out, faces filled with joy and excitement. The cheers were especially exuberant among the young people and children, their voices full of admiration and reverence. Then came the n leaders. As they approached, their nsmen cheered and shouted their names with pride. The shinobi units that followed were greeted with shouts and waves from friends and family in the crowd. Some people spotted their loved ones among the ranks, and with hands over their mouths, tears streamed down their faces in relief and joy. All of Konoha seemed to have plunged into a sea of celebration. But not everyone was cheering. Some stood silently, their eyes scanning the returning shinobi, but they couldn''t find the faces of their sons, daughters, husbands, wives, fathers or mothers they had sent to war. Mochizuki Hui watched the returning soldiers with a smile. He looked at the unfamiliar yet vaguely familiar faces, and his heart gradually settled into a calm stillness. The weing ceremony wasn''t long. The number of returning shinobi was small, as most had silently returned to the borders of the Land of Fire, continuing their watch and formingyers of defence to protect Konoha. These shinobi, though they received no des during this moment, were the unsung heroes, protecting the vige in silence. As the crowd followed the returning troops back into the vige, it was a time of joy, a time of reunion, and a time of homing. Mochizuki Hui stood at the end of the now-empty road, staring into the distance. He seemed to see two figures standing there. They wore masks and gazed back at Mochizuki Hui. They waved to him before slowly walking away, their figures growing faint and transparent, until they finally vanished. "Mama, why didn¡¯t Daddye back? Uncle Yoshida came back." A child''s innocent voice snapped Mochizuki Hui out of his reverie. He turned toward the sound and saw a little girl, no more than three or four years old. Her delicate face was full of confusion, her big eyes misty with unshed tears. She looked up at her mother, clearly disappointed that she couldn¡¯t find her father among the returning shinobi. The girl''s mother covered her mouth with one hand and clutched a bloodstained handkerchief¡ªlikely a keepsake from Yoshida¡ªwith the other. Hearing her daughter¡¯s words, tears began to pour from her eyes. "Mama, why are you crying? Don''t cry, Mama. You said crying means you''re not a good girl!" Seeing her mother in tears, the little girl spoke seriously, raising her hand as if to wipe away her mother¡¯s tears. But she was too small, and her hand could only reach her mother''s waist. At her daughter¡¯s words, the mother seemed to break down. She knelt, hugging her daughter tightly, sobbing. "Your father... he... he¡¯s nevering back." The woman spoke, her voice choked with grief, as tears streamed uncontrobly down her face. The little girl, held tightly in her mother¡¯s arms, looked lost and uncertain. "Mama, why isn¡¯t Daddying back?" The girl asked again, still not understanding. After all, her father had promised her that he woulde back in a few days. She didn¡¯t know how long ¡°a few days¡± was, but she felt like it had been a very long time. "Because your father is a hero, sweetheart. Heroes have many important missions toplete." A gentle voice interrupted them. The little girl looked up to see a young boy, his face clean and delicate, gazing warmly at her. "A... hero?" The little girl was confused. She didn¡¯t know what a hero was, and so she asked. "Yes, a hero. Just like the Second Hokage." "My daddy is like Lord Hokage?! When will hee back, then? He promised toe back for my birthday." The girl¡¯s voice was full of excitement, but also tinged with disappointment and a longing she couldn¡¯t fully understand. "Well, when you grow up, he¡¯lle back." "Really?" Her eyes sparkled with hope. "Of course. When you¡¯re all grown up, he¡¯ll return from far away, bringing with him the gifts he¡¯s been preparing for you." Mochizuki Hui spoke seriously, but as he looked into the little girl¡¯s eyes, filled with innocent hope, his heart ached. "That¡¯s wonderful! Then I¡¯ll grow up really fast, so Daddy cane back soon! Mama, let¡¯s go home! I¡¯ll drink lots of milk and eat all my food, so I can grow up quickly!" The little girl dered earnestly, her voice brimming with hope. Her mother bit her lip, then wiped away her tears. She gently cupped her daughter¡¯s face and said, ¡°Alright, let¡¯s go home.¡± Then, she stood, gave Mochizuki Hui a small bow, and said softly, ¡°Thank you.¡± With that, she took her daughter¡¯s hand and slowly walked away. As Mochizuki Hui watched their figures grow distant, he called out loudly, "If you ever need help, you can find me at the Senju n! The vige and I will always protect you, just like he did with his life!" The woman turned back, staring at Mochizuki Hui as though she could see the man she longed for standing beside him. "Thank you," she said once more, and then she and her daughter disappeared into the distance. Under the warm sunlight, the seven-year-old boy stood there, watching them walk away. He looked at the streets filled with both joy and sorrow, and at the families who had finally reunited or would never reunite. At that moment, a small hand gently grasped his. Feeling a tug, Mochizuki Hui was pulled forward. ¡°Come on, Hui! Let¡¯s go celebrate with Grandpa Tobirama!¡± Tsunade¡¯s warm hand held his tightly as she led him along. As Mochizuki Hui nced at the people around him, some appearing and then fading from his view, he suddenly understood something. These people¡ªthese lives¡ªwere what he was meant to protect. join my patreon for 40+ advanced chapters: Chapter 44: Teaching, Encounter with Might Duy Chapter 44: Teaching, Encounter with Might Duy In Konoha¡¯s training grounds, two figures, onerge and one small, shed with their swords. Their iron des collided, sending sparks flying and filling the training ground with the ringing of sharp metallic sounds. Suddenly, a burst of light shed, and the two stopped their movements. ¡°Not bad. You''ve improved a lot. That sword technique you just used is quite interesting and creative. It seems you¡¯ve begun to actively develop ways to utilize the energy within you,¡± Senju Tobirama praised as he nodded with satisfaction, observing Mochizuki Hui as he sheathed his sword. This child had never once disappointed him. ¡°It¡¯s all thanks to your teaching, Grandpa Tobirama,¡± Mochizuki Hui responded. After the war ended, the fact that Senju Tobirama could take time out of his busy schedule to assess his growth and strength was a testament to how much Tobirama valued him. ¡°This isn''t something I taught you.¡± Tobirama shook his head. ¡°Hui, your strength has been growing steadily. Your taijutsu, swordsmanship, andbat experience have all improved significantlypared to before. The only thing holding you back now is likely your body,¡± Tobirama continued. During their sparring session, Tobirama had gauged Mochizuki Hui¡¯s current abilities. He was undoubtedly at the level of an elite chunin. Though "elite chunin" might sound underwhelming, it was important to remember that Mochizuki Hui was only seven years old. How many people at that age had reached such a level of strength? In all of Tobirama¡¯s life, there had only been one¡ªMochizuki Hui himself. Even his older brother, Senju Hashirama, who was hailed as the ¡°God of Shinobi,¡± had been nothing more than a weakling at the age of seven¡ The same went for Uchiha Madara... Still, predicting a shinobi''s future was difficult. Too many factors influenced a person¡¯s growth¡ªbloodline talent, determination, mental strength, fortuitous encounters, and even the environment they grew up in. All of these could drastically shape a person''s development. As far as Mochizuki Hui was concerned, his mindset, determination, and environment were all ideal. His luck and fortuitous opportunities also seemed promising. The only issue was his bloodline talent. Since Mochizuki Hui couldn¡¯t extract chakra, he couldn¡¯t utilize many typical shinobi techniques, limiting his potential growth. However, the mysterious energy within him provided him with unseen growth potential, offering him almost limitless possibilities for the future. As long as his internal energy continued to increase, even if it didn¡¯t reach overwhelming levels, Tobirama was confident he could train Mochizuki Hui to be an elite jonin. ¡°But there¡¯s still room for improvement in your techniques. How about this? From now on, I¡¯ll personally guide you.¡± After a moment of thought, Tobirama made this suggestion seriously, catching Mochizuki Hui off guard. Senju Tobirama¡ªthe Hokage¡ªwas incredibly busy. The fact that he would take time to train Mochizuki Hui personally? Did this mean he was going to take him on as a student? Mochizuki Hui¡¯s eyes were filled with doubt as he nced at Tobirama. Seeing the suspicious look on his face, Tobirama, knowing exactly what Mochizuki Hui was thinking, couldn¡¯t help but feel a bit exasperated. He quickly rified, ¡°What are you thinking? It¡¯ll be my shadow clone doing the teaching, of course.¡± Hearing this, Mochizuki Hui realized his misunderstanding. He hadn¡¯t used any ninjutsu himself yet, so he had almost forgotten that shadow clones were a thing for shinobi. ¡°Hehe, what? I never doubted you! I¡¯ve always had full faith in you, Grandpa Tobirama!¡± Mochizuki Hui quickly retorted as he pumped his chest, identally revealing his earlier thoughts. Seeing Tobirama¡¯s amused smile, Mochizuki Hui felt a bit of dread and was about to use some charm to get out of it, but Tobirama nced at the sky, then said, ¡°It¡¯s gettingte. That¡¯s enough for today.¡± As soon as Tobirama finished speaking, his body vanished in a puff of white smoke, leaving Mochizuki Hui stunned for a moment, then darkening his expression. The training ground was on the outskirts of Konoha, far from both his home and the Senju n¡¯s residence. Tobirama could have easily taken him back using the Flying Thunder God technique, but instead left him to walk home by himself. That was definitely on purpose! All because he had a moment of doubt? So petty. Mochizuki Hui rolled his eyes but could only resign himself to walking back alone. By this time, the sky had turned orange with the setting sun, casting long shadows as Mochizuki Hui made his way down the quiet path. Suddenly, he paused. His sharp ears picked up the sound of rustling from the nearby forest. Momentster, a teenage boy emerged from the trees. He was panting heavily, drenched in sweat, and his steps were unsteady, clearly exhausted beyond his limits. ¡°One morep¡ Just one morep¡¡± The boy muttered to himself as he trudged forward with great effort. Though he looked as if he could copse at any moment, his legs never gave out, and he didn¡¯t stop. The boy finally noticed Mochizuki Hui as he left the forest. Slowing down, he eventually stoppedpletely, taking a moment to catch his breath. He looked at Mochizuki Hui and asked, ¡°Hey, little guy, are you lost? Do you need me to help you get home?¡± Mochizuki Hui nced at the boy¡¯s familiar yet unfamiliar face before replying, ¡°I¡¯m not lost. I¡¯m just taking a walk around the vige. Are you... training?¡± ¡°Yeah, I¡¯m training my taijutsu. I¡¯m going to be a hero just like the Hokage one day!¡± The boy replied, forcing himself to sound confident, though there was doubt in his voice. ¡°Is that so? I believe you. Someone once told me that hard work never betrays you! You¡¯ll definitely be a hero one day. Keep at it!¡± Mochizuki Hui said earnestly, then turned to leave. The boy, stood there stunned for a moment. He watched Mochizuki Hui¡¯s silhouette as it disappeared into the sunset. He stood there in a daze. After a moment, a broad smile spread across his face. He raised his thumb toward Mochizuki Hui¡¯s retreating figure and shouted, ¡°Thank you for the encouragement! My name is Might Duy, and I will definitely be the vige¡¯s hero someday!¡± join my patreon for 40+ advanced chapters: Chapter 45: Tobirama Senju’s Teachings Chapter 45: Tobirama Senju¡¯s Teachings From that day on, Mochizuki Hui began his training under the guidance of Tobirama Senju. There was no denying that Tobirama was a truly versatile shinobi, a master of ninjutsu, taijutsu, genjutsu, and kenjutsu. There was nothing he wasn¡¯t proficient in. Under his instruction, Mochizuki Hui¡¯s strength increased rapidly, though due to his physical limitations, his growth wasn¡¯t overly extreme. Even so, Mochizuki Hui was advancing quite rapidly under Tobirama¡¯s guidance. In the 17th year of Konoha, Mochizuki Hui was seven years old. That year, with the war recently concluded, the post-war responsibilities were immense. Sometimes Tobirama didn¡¯t even have enough time for shadow clones, so his teaching focused mainly on the basics, building a solid foundation for Mochizuki Hui throughout the year. In the 18th year of Konoha, after a year of nned development, the vige began to grow in an orderly manner. While there were still many vige matters to address, Tobirama had more time to teach Mochizuki Hui. That year, Tobirama primarily focused on teaching swordsmanship and taijutsu. In just one year, Mochizuki Hui¡¯s proficiency in both areas reached the level of a special jonin. In the 19th year of Konoha, Tobirama began teaching Mochizuki Hui in-depth knowledge about the nature of energy and techniques. He nurtured Mochizuki Hui¡¯s ability to analyze and utilize energy, imparting knowledge on how to create jutsu. Tobirama guided Mochizuki Hui to explore his mysterious inner energy and to develop techniques unique to him. This was crucial because, after multiple analyses, Tobirama had understood that the essence of the energy within Mochizuki Hui was light. In Tobirama¡¯s view, the energy of light held tremendous potential. If used correctly, it could rival or even surpass chakra. However, because light energy and chakra were entirely different systems, and only Mochizuki Hui could control this light energy, Tobirama couldn¡¯t directly create jutsu based on it. Instead, he passed on his experience in developing techniques, guiding Mochizuki Hui to build his own system of training. Thus, in the 19th year of Konoha, Mochizuki Hui spent the entire year studying vast amounts of knowledge. In the 20th year of Konoha, after a year of study, Tobirama had Mochizuki Hui begin creating his own techniques. He instructed Mochizuki Hui to write down the intended effects, advantages, disadvantages, principles, applications, technical difficulties, ways to ovee those difficulties, and the stages of development for each jutsu. After Tobirama reviewed these ns, Mochizuki Hui could start practising. During the creation process, Tobirama kept a close watch, ready to intervene if anything went wrong. Thus, Mochizuki Hui spent this year experimenting with jutsu creation while constantly refining his ideas. By the end of the year, Mochizuki Hui had created several useful techniques, which greatly satisfied Tobirama. Then, Tobirama shifted his focus into training Mochizuki Hui. He began nurturing Mochizuki Hui¡¯s political awareness, leadership skills, and his ability to view situations strategically. He trained him to think about the future of the ninja world, the direction of shinobi, and how the vige should develop¡ªall necessary qualities for a future Hokage. This left Mochizuki Hui speechless. He was only ten years old, and Tobirama was already making him think about such matters. It seemed far too early. Thus, Mochizuki Hui yed his trump card. ¡°Grandpa Tobirama, I think¡ I can extract chakra now.¡± That day, Mochizuki Hui excitedly barged into the Hokage¡¯s office. As he spoke, he demonstrated by extracting chakra from his body. With a hand seal, he created a shadow clone. Tobirama was dumbfounded. He stared at Mochizuki Hui¡¯s shadow clone, sensing the chakra flowing within him, and nearly exploded. He thought, I spent three years teaching you how to establish a light energy system, and now that you¡¯ve made some progress, you¡¯re telling me you can extract chakra? For a moment, Tobirama was overwhelmed by frustration, but soon, that emotion was reced with excitement. The fact that Mochizuki Hui could now use chakra meant that his potential for growth had increased significantlypared to before. He could now learn many of Tobirama¡¯s forbidden techniques, allowing his strength to skyrocket. ¡°How did you manage to extract chakra all of a sudden? Does it conflict with the light energy in your body?¡± Tobirama asked, cautious but thrilled. He needed to understand Mochizuki Hui¡¯s situation fully to ensure there was no dangerous conflict between the two energies inside his body. ¡°I¡¯m not really sure,¡± Mochizuki Hui replied, scratching his head. ¡°I was just bored and decided to try extracting chakra using the usual method. Before I knew it, I seeded!¡± Tobirama: ¡°¡¡± He was at a loss for words. Such an absurd thing had happened¡ªhow could this be? As a result, Mochizuki Hui found himself in an unexpected predicament. His initial reason for revealing that he could extract chakra was to avoid being taught "the basic qualities of a Hokage." He had hoped to use the excuse of learning and developing ninjutsu to dodge the political lessons. But Tobirama turned the tables on him, reasoning, ¡°Learning ninjutsu is simple, and you already have the mindset for creating jutsu. You can do both.¡± He then presented Mochizuki Hui with a tightly packed schedule, detailing tasks from morning until night. With great satisfaction, Tobirama handed the schedule to Mochizuki Hui and said, ¡°Perfect. Not a single minute is wasted. From now on, you¡¯ll follow this schedule.¡± Holding the schedule and seeing the overwhelming number of tasks, Mochizuki Hui was dumbfounded. I was so foolish. So foolish. I should never have revealed I could extract chakra. It would¡¯ve been better to secretly study ninjutsu as a hidden ace. It¡¯s not like I couldn¡¯t ess the Scroll of Seals. Why did I make such a stupid mistake? Mochizuki Huimented silently, tears welling up in his heart. join my patreon for 45+ advanced chapters: Chapter 46: Eleven-Year-Old Mochizuki Hui Chapter 46: Eleven-Year-Old Mochizuki Hui In the twenty-first year of Konoha, Mochizuki Hui felt like he was living in hell. From six in the morning until ten at night, his schedule was packed to the brim. Reminding him of his exhausting high school senior year before he transmigrated. It was terrifying! Of course, after enduring such a rigorous schedule for a year, the rewards were immense. His overall strength had seen incredible growth. In terms of ninjutsu, because he had chakra of all five basic elements, he had mastered nearly everything he could learn¡ªexcept for certain forbidden techniques like Edo Tensei (Reanimation), Shiki Fujin (Dead Demon Consuming Seal), and Tandem Paper Bombs, which Tobirama forbade him from learning. Tobirama did want Mochizuki Hui to learn the Flying Thunder God Technique, but Hui¡¯s body hadn¡¯t yet developed spatial abilities, and he couldn¡¯t sense spatial energy, so it was impossible for him to master the jutsu. Even so, Mochizuki Hui was already impressive enough. However, his limited chakra capacity constrained him. Otherwise, he would have felt invincible. But then, thinking about the ¨tsutsuki family and the future overpowered characters, Mochizuki Hui realized he still had a long way to go. So, he decided to stay humble. Not only had his strength increased, but his knowledge had grown as well. This past year¡ªand indeed, thest few years¡ªhe had studied relentlessly, never rxing. Given his extraordinary intellect andprehension, despite being only eleven, Mochizuki Hui had amassed a vast amount of knowledge that many people wouldn¡¯t achieve in a lifetime. This was his hidden strength, but it was also a crucial part of his overall capabilities. After all, being a powerful shinobi wasn¡¯t just about raw strength¡ªintelligence, emotional intelligence, andbat experience were all equally important. One only had to look at the battle between Kaguya ¨tsutsuki and the Sage of Six Paths-era Naruto and Sasuke to see the truth of this. If Kaguya had possessed Uchiha Madara¡¯s intelligence, emotional intelligence, and battle experience, the oue of that battle would have been very different. One evening, Mochizuki Hui sat in his home, pulling out a piece of paper to assess his current stateprehensively. Name: Mochizuki Hui Age: 11 (Born in Konoha Year 10) Power Boost: Yuan Qi (Primal Energy) Fully Assimted: Light energy, chakra. In Progress: Natural energy (Estimatedpletion: five to six years) Physical Abilities: Chakra System: