The Hyuga Shall Stand Above, In The Heavens!

Konohagakure.

The Hyuga clan's compound.

Perhaps due to the impending war, the atmosphere within the clan has also become somewhat tense.

However, inside the Patriarch's separate residence, there's no trace of tension. Instead, the presence of several strong figures highlights an eerie aura.

The moderately sized residence is brimming with talent.

At the entrance of the main hall, Pakura stands quietly, meditating, unaffected by the surroundings.

Although she knows this is the Hyuga clan's territory and that they have their own guard team to ensure the Patriarch's safety, she has always silently guarded whenever Hyuga Hitoshi enters a strange state over the years. She's probably used to expressing her feelings in this way.

It's also her stance that unless someone steps over her dead body, they won't get past her when someone is most vulnerable to attack.

At the entrance of the courtyard, Hyuga Hizashi and Hyuga Hiashi are not in a hurry. They have come to report the situation of the clan's relocation to Patriarch Hitoshi.

Just as Pakura is accustomed to guarding, whether intentionally or not, they are used to subtly reporting the clan's situation, waiting for the Patriarch's orders.

But this time, what surprised them was.

Apart from Hyuga Ushiuma, the chief of the guards, there were other figures in the residence.

"I always feel that Sasuke looks like..."

Uchiha Shisui wore a complex expression, his gaze finally shifting away from Sasuke.

"Sasuke is quite the looker."

Uchiha Itachi, with a serious demeanor, interrupted Shisui's remark, firmly setting the tone. There were certain things not meant for discussion with Shisui, especially not in the presence of outsiders.

After all, it was Itachi who, despite his young age, could ponder the annihilation of the Uchiha from the perspective of a Hokage. He certainly wasn't lacking in social intelligence.

"And Neji is quite handsome too."

Itachi thought for a moment. It wouldn't do to only praise his kin. Glancing at Neji, who was crawling on the ground, he added his comment.

"Yep, Kakashi is quite handsome as well."

Following Itachi's lead, Shisui chuckled and casually complimented Hatake Kakashi, who was nearby.

Indeed.

Kakashi had been handed over to the custody of the Hyuga clan.

As for the captured Anbu, Fugaku had already taken them into custody with the guard squad by the time the meeting dispersed.

In Fugaku's words, even though the Hokage had acknowledged these individuals as Anbu ninjas on a secret mission, who could guarantee they hadn't turned traitor?

The thick-browed, wide-eyed Kakashi was a suspect in the manipulation of the Nine-Tails, and the others might well be terrorists infiltrated from enemy villages!

As the captain of the Konohagakure guard squad, Fugaku swore an oath to conduct a thorough investigation!

In plain terms, he intended to use this incident to intimidate the elder village chief.

Unfortunately, a few Anbu ninjas weren't enough to faze the elder village chief, who had the thick skin to simply let go when necessary. No big deal.

After waiting a while, Shisui raised an eyebrow; he hadn't heard Kakashi pick up the conversation.

If following the flow of compliments, it was Kakashi's turn to praise someone.

Turning his head, Shisui scratched his head awkwardly, realizing that although Kakashi's body was there, his soul seemed to have wandered off.

It was hard to imagine how the results of the blame-sharing meeting had spread throughout the village so quickly.

At any rate, during Kakashi's transfer to the Hyuga, he had seen enough of the world's cold reality.

The villagers hadn't lost their minds.

During wartime, they would only grumble about the elder village chief being useless behind his back, but they wouldn't dare to openly curse him.

And the Uchiha clan had proven themselves unrelated to the Nine-Tails disaster.

So their anger had shifted.

When the villagers, shrouded in the shadow of war, found a vent, the fate of Kakashi, who had lost his father, was predictable.

But being criticized was just that.

Kakashi himself didn't mind.

After all, when his father was driven to death, the villagers had pointed fingers at him too, and he didn't care about that.

What truly dimmed the light in Kakashi's eyes was that some people dared to curse Obito to his face, to curse his deceased comrade-in-arms.

At that moment, Kakashi was somewhat shocked.

He couldn't understand why his comrade, who had sacrificed his life for the village and to win the war, was being treated this way!

Even if it was Obito's eyes that had manipulated the Nine-Tails disaster, Obito himself was already dead. Why couldn't they leave the deceased in peace?

Some even took this opportunity to escalate to his father, pointing fingers and saying his father deserved to die!

In just a few days.

From his teacher's death to now, Kakashi felt only darkness around him.

This place was hell.

If it were the current him, he would surely have much to discuss with Obito.

"What's wrong?"

Shisui, unaware of the specifics, scratched his head and squeezed his honest face next to Kakashi.

Kakashi gave no response.

In fact, he was now rejecting all voices, immersed in his own world.

Undeterred, Shisui glanced at Kakashi's chapped lips and passed him a water bottle.

The man was a bit too enthusiastic.

Kakashi stood up expressionlessly, then moved a few steps to the side and squatted down again.

Kakashi knew that he no longer had the right to get close to anyone. As long as he made contact with others, the insults directed at him would also transfer to them.

So, staying away from this kid was the best choice. It would save him from being implicated and having to bear another person's scolding.

But unfortunately, Shisui had not given up on making friends. He still came over with a water bottle and started his long speech.

"I know you, you're the son of White Fang-senpai."

When Shisui mentioned White Fang, the admiration in his eyes was not fake.

"In the future, I also want to become someone like White Fang-senpai, using all my strength to protect my comrades, the village, and my clan!"

Heh, and then my dad was forced to death by the people he saved.

What is the meaning of protecting comrades?

People's joys and sorrows are not the same. Kakashi now only felt that this passionate kid was very noisy.

Especially after hearing Shisui's words, Obito's image flashed in his mind.

Two similar people, both ending up dying on the battlefield, right? Their fate is the same, heaven likes such passionate kids.

If that's the case...

"You can't protect anything."

A hoarse voice came out, and Kakashi finally spoke.

"Huh?"

Shisui looked confused.

"When you die, give Obito a message. Tell him I thank him for his eyes, I really like his gift."

"You kid are quite humorous."

Similar in character, but one chose to protect even after being betrayed, while the other chose to stay in hell after being stimulated.

From this point of view, Shisui's inner strength was undoubtedly very strong. From beginning to end, he harbored good intentions. Besides him, perhaps only the "main characters" could achieve this.

Automatically blocking out Shisui's voice, Kakashi re-entered standby mode.

He would not actively give up his life. He had promised Obito and Rin that he would live well for them.

But he didn't know how long he could hold on.

After all, in his eyes, this world was indeed a bit terrible.

Buzz!

Suddenly.

An invisible aura shot up into the sky, and people's eyes instantly turned to the room.

The heavy sense of oppression made them feel a desire to submit from the bottom of their hearts. Baby Sasuke peed all over Itachi, and Neji jumped onto Hizashi's face, indicating that he was under a lot of pressure.

Fortunately, this aura came and went quickly.

Inside the room.

Hyuga Hitoshi's gaze was no longer sharp, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

This was Otsutsuki Kaguya's eye technique.

Byakugan - Intimidation!

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