Chapter 72: Kurama Yakumo: You Are All Liars!
Bang bang bang!
Neji unleashed a merciless set of Gentle Fist attacks, forcing Hinata back again.
But just as Neji relaxed and his concentration wavered,
A trace of blue light flickered within Hinata's pure white pupils.
Bang!
In the final instant of being knocked down, Hinata seized the opportunity, a full-power Gentle Fist strike slamming fiercely into Neji's abdomen.
That was where chakra was stored.
Just like the palm strike Hyūga Hizashi had used on Hiashi back then.
"Pfft!"
With just one strike, the chakra circulation within Neji's body abruptly stopped.
Paralyzed, he clutched his stomach and collapsed.
Neji looked at Hinata in utter shock.
"How... is that possible..."
Hinata in this state, despite such a large power gap between them, had instantly seized an opportunity and incapacitated him with a single blow.
"Brother Neji."
Hinata, lying on the ground, suddenly spoke. Her voice, though weak, was filled with determination: "No matter what I face, I will stand before everyone."
Neji's heart trembled, an extremely complex feeling rising within him.
Is this still the weak main family daughter from his memories?
When did she start to change?
Unsure why, Neji suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of shame.
He remained silent for a long time, then spoke in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Do as you please."
As his voice fell, Neji's body also returned to normal.
But just as he stood up, intending to leave,
A whistling sound suddenly came from behind him.
Thump!
"You kid with deep suffering and hatred."
"Hinata", who just moments ago looked exhausted, had somehow stood up.
She even sent a flying kick into Neji's rear, causing him to fall flat on his face, completely caught off guard.
"You..."
The bewilderment on Neji's face instantly vanished, replaced once again by frustration and anger.
"All those parasitic insects sucking blood from their kinsmen will be brought to justice. But before that..."
Veins bulged around "Hinata's" eyes. She stared deadly intently at Neji, shouting sharply: "Get some drive, damn it! Do you expect me to overthrow everything by myself?!"
Meanwhile, Hiashi stood behind a tree beside the training ground, having watched the entire battle between the two.
Seeing Hinata suddenly send Neji flying with a kick, the gratified expression on Hiashi's face instantly froze, the corner of his eye twitching.
Suddenly, Hiashi felt his daughter perhaps wasn't as disappointing as he previously thought...
He recalled the clan meeting from before. Facing Hinata's sharp questioning of the main family elders, not a single one of the dozens of branch family members packed into the hall stepped forward to stop her.
Everyone just sat silently in their places, as if nothing was happening before them, the hall as quiet as usual.
And faced with all this, the main family elders, accustomed to living in comfort and luxury, could do nothing but exhibit impotent rage.
Thinking this, Hiashi suddenly realized just how much resentment had accumulated in the hearts of the branch family members.
If the entire branch family rose up in rebellion, then even the Caged Bird Cursed Seal wouldn't solve any problems.
Because without the branch family, the Hyūga clan would be a toothless tiger; the few remaining main family members simply couldn't support a large clan.
Hiashi's brow furrowed tightly. But thinking of his "capricious" daughter, he sighed deeply again.
"Perhaps Hinata is right. The main family's bones have long since gone soft. The roots of the Hyūga have also long since rotted..."
Gentleness combined with strength – that's the aura the Hyūga clan should possess.
Not like now, only thinking of self-preservation, keeping oneself out of trouble, completely losing the Hyūga mettle.
...
"So, it's no good?"
Inside the Kurama clan grounds, Yūhi Kurenai looked at Yakumo's parents and shook her head.
"Yakumo's physical constitution is too weak. She simply cannot become a ninja."
Kurama Yakumo's body was too, too weak, not even comparable to an ordinary person's.
And her mental state was also very poor, psychologically very sensitive.
With such a fragile body and mind, becoming a ninja would only harm herself and others.
Yakumo's father, Kurama Murakumo, remained silent for a long time before finally sighing: "Does Yakumo already know about this?"
"She doesn't know yet. I think it would be much better if you two talked to her about it."
The bloodline ability to manipulate the five senses is merely the basic ability of the Kurama clan's Kekkei Genkai, but this is enough to elevate genjutsu proficiency to an extremely terrifying level.
However, only once every few generations is a special bloodline wielder born, whose talent and potential far surpass ordinary people.
Since Yakumo's birth, they had placed high hopes on her, seeing her as the genius to support the clan's resurgence.
And now to suddenly be told she cannot become a ninja, that would probably cause a huge psychological shock...
Yūhi Kurenai shook her head, her expression also somewhat helpless.
Pinning the hope of resurgence on a child – this is the sorrow of a small clan.
After some conversation, Kurenai bid farewell to Yakumo's disappointed parents.
After Kurenai left, the two exchanged glances, hesitated for a moment, then finally came to Yakumo's room.
Knock knock knock!
"Yakumo?"
Kurama Murakumo knocked for a long time with no response. Finally, he had no choice but to directly turn the knob and enter.
Stepping inside, it was clearly a very ordinary room, but for some reason, it made his heart vaguely fill with a sense of horror.
The room was obscured by curtains, only sparse sunlight trickling in, a single ray illuminating the room.
And at some unknown point, the room had become filled with various strange, cruel, and twisted paintings.
There was an oil painting of a group of ninja dying tragically in a deep alley, and also a street engulfed in raging fire...
Many details within them made one shiver with fear at just a glance.
Kurama Murakumo even saw a half-finished painting of the Hokage Tower.
"Yakumo, are you in there?"
Kurama Murakumo frowned, knocking again on Yakumo's bedroom door.
After waiting a long time, some slow movement finally sounded from within the bedroom.
Patter, patter.
The slow, leisurely footsteps were very distinct, yet they sent a chill through one's heart.
Kurama Murakumo stared silently at the wooden door, unconsciously clenching his fists slightly.
Creak~
Kurama Yakumo's face was deathly pale.
She stared silently and coldly at the two people outside the door, her voice hoarse as she asked: "What is it."
"...Teacher Yūhi Kurenai said, your body isn't suited to be a ninja."
As his voice fell, the expression on Kurama Yakumo's face instantly froze.
"Hehe!"
A strange voice suddenly came from her mouth, seemingly containing unimaginable resentment.
"You liars! You are all a bunch of liars!"
"You were the ones who placed high hopes on me, hoping I would revitalize the clan! You are also the ones who, upon discovering I have no talent for being a ninja, try every means to make me give up!"
"By what right! By what right!"
Suddenly, a bizarre, high-pitched scream erupted from Yakumo's mouth.
This sound, upon reaching Kurama Murakumo and his wife's ears, made them involuntarily contort their faces in pain.
Immediately after, before they could react, the house they were in instantly began to burn for no reason.
(End of Chapter)
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