Naruto: I, who fooled the ninja world, was hailed as a savior.

Chapter 54 Parting is inevitable; those who leave are less fortunate than those who stay, for they are deeply saddened.

creak...creak...

Hinata Kumokawa strolled along the road, the howling of the wind and snow never ceasing.

The raging snowstorm of yesterday finally subsided before dawn, but it left a thick layer of snow on the ground.

boom!boom!
A series of muffled sounds came from afar, torn apart by the howling wind and snow. The closer Hyuga Kumokawa got, the clearer the sounds became.

The paths that pedestrians had walked on were completely covered by the white snow, with only Hinata Kumokawa's footprints remaining on the ground. The entire Konoha seemed to have been washed clean overnight.

But the sky was a suffocating leaden gray, sparingly letting in a sliver of pale morning light, which reflected on the snow with a deathly chill.

Hyuga Neji stood in the center of this white, desolate world, still wearing that thin black mourning robe, his young face expressionless as he hammered at the wooden dummy.

boom! boom! boom!
Completely abandoning the techniques of soft boxing, he used only the most primitive and brutal force to smash his fists out again and again, each impact producing a dull, teeth-grinding sound.

The skin on his knuckles quickly cracked and peeled off, and bright red blood seeped out, staining the wooden stake and forming patches of glaring dark red.

Each punch sent tiny streaks of blood flying through the air, splattering onto the pristine white snow beneath his feet, like exquisitely blooming red plum blossoms.

Clearly, this kid is once again venting his sadness and anger on the wooden dummy in front of him through self-destructive training methods.

"How pitiful."

Hinata Kumokawa leaned against the courtyard gate with his arms crossed, looking at Hinata Neji who remained unmoved, and laughed: "A pointless venting. Do you want me to hug you and say with heartache, 'Stop fighting, it's all in the past'?"

Neji Hyuga suddenly stopped moving, stood still and slowly turned around to look at him, his white eyes filled with resentment.

"What do you know?" Hyuga Neji said in an extremely hoarse voice, "You couldn't even protect my father's body, you're nothing but a useless piece of trash!"

Hinata Kumokawa couldn't muster a shred of anger at a child's spiteful words.

However, it is truly meaningless to vent anger and resentment on a silent wooden dummy.

"A genius from the Hyuga branch family," he asked with a smile, "dare to make a bet with a piece of trash like me?"

Neji Hyuga did not answer immediately, but silently glanced at Kumokawa Hyuga.

So, Hyuga Kumokawa put his hands behind his back, nodded slightly, and smiled at Neji, saying, "I'll give you two hands, Hyuga genius."

Seemingly triggered by his disdain and sarcasm, anger finally surfaced on Hyuga Neji's youthful and calm face.

He did look down on Hyuga Kumokawa. He could feel the omnipresent pressure from Hiashi-sama and his father, but he felt nothing from Hyuga Kumokawa.

Yet this notorious good-for-nothing in the clan still had the audacity to say that he would give him both hands!

"You guy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hyuga Neji rushed towards Yun Chuan, his movements instinctively employing Gentle Fist techniques.

Hinata Kumokawa gently stuck his toes into the snow on the ground. As Neji raised his hand to strike, he kicked up snowflakes and threw them at Neji's face. In an instant, he felt as if a torrential rain had come and his vision was filled with white.

Hyuga Neji suddenly swung his left hand, shattering the oncoming snow that was obscuring his vision, only to find that Hyuga Kumokawa's figure had already disappeared before his eyes. The next moment, almost reflexively, he swung his palm to his right.

boom!
Neji Hyuga made the right bet.

His palm collided with Hyuga Kumokawa's raised leg, the force like ocean waves crashing against a solid cliff. The snow beneath their feet churned and scattered in all directions, and Neji staggered backward, uncontrollably leaving two trails in the snow.

"What's wrong, genius?" Hinata Kumokawa lowered his leg, narrowed his eyes, and sneered, "Can't even withstand this much force?"

what happened?

Does it feel like the force has returned?
Looking at Hyuga Kumokawa in front of him, Hyuga Neji's initial contempt vanished instantly, replaced by a quiet seriousness.

Unfortunately, this serious atmosphere didn't last long, as the battle ended in the next moment.

Hyuga Neji felt as if his right ankle had been struck by an iron rod, causing him to kneel on the ground. Before he could even get up, a knee rapidly enlarged before his eyes.

Bang! Click!

After Hyuga Kumokawa bent Hyuga Neji's right leg with his foot, he almost jumped up and delivered a vicious knee strike to Hyuga Neji's face.

With the sound of a broken nose, Hyuga Neji was sent flying, blood splattering in the air before he crashed to the ground with a thud, startling several clumps of snow that rustled off the eaves.

"Uh."

In his dazed state, he tried to get up by pressing his right hand against the ground, but his wrist was mercilessly stepped on.

"What a waste, all you do is hurt yourself. I think you don't need this hand anymore." Hinata Kumokawa's voice was slightly cold. "Someone like you should just stay in the cage and be a house sparrow for people to watch and tease."

"No!" Hyuga Neji was startled, but he couldn't pull his arm out at all.

"What, is there anything wrong with being a caged bird?"

Hinata Kumokawa exerted a little force and said coldly, "Who are you trying to impress with that pitiful look of anger and helplessness? You just feel like you've been planted as a 'caged bird,' and that your inexplicable fate is beyond your control, leaving you only to be dominated by those high and mighty main families."

Hyuga Neji's lips moved silently, blood seeping from his chapped lips, which were instantly frozen by the cold air as he shook his head and struggled.

It is certainly immoral to bully the weak or children.

Unfortunately, Hinata Kumokawa lacks morality, so he cannot be morally coerced.

He didn't have time to wait for Hyuga Neji to realize it on his own; he had to reignite the desires and delusions in the other's heart.

thump.

Hyuga Kumokawa suddenly raised his foot, and Hyuga Neji was unable to stop in time, falling face-first into the snow.

"Fate is a means by which tyrants bind minds, and an excuse for fools to comfort themselves."

Hyuga Kumokawa looked down at the disheveled Hyuga Neji and said calmly, "If you really want to resist, then trample those guys' arrogant arrogance under your feet and let them taste what it's like to have their dignity and freedom toyed with."

"Instead of wallowing in self-pity and venting your frustrations with impotent rage!"

call!call!
Hyuga Neji struggled to turn over, his cheek pressed against the cold, icy snow, panting heavily. His breath was instantly blown away by the wind, and tears finally welled up in his eyes.

Parting is inevitable, and those who leave are more heartbroken than those who stay. The greatest fear of death is that it brushes past us, leaving us all alone.

(End of this chapter)