Naruto: Starting from the Reincarnation of the Otsutsuki.

Until Bai Jue lowered his voice and his tone became strange.

"However... something very interesting happened in Konoha recently."

"A strange golden light flashed across the Hyuga clan's territory, causing an enormous commotion. A man calling himself 'Blue' also appeared, and he claimed to have connections to the Sage of Six Paths!"

green?

Six Paths Immortals?

"What is his connection to the Sage of Six Paths?"

Ban frowned slightly and asked curiously.

"I don't know~"

Bai Jue shook his head, his tone light and airy.

"I heard it's because the Hyuga clan stole something from him, and they came knocking on his door demanding repayment. That man's abilities, wow, they're terrifying beyond belief. With a casual move, he almost leveled the entire Death Forest!"

Bai Jue gestured exaggeratedly, as if he had witnessed that scene firsthand.

Oh—right!

White Zetsu seemed to suddenly remember something trivial, and leaned close to Madara's ear.

"That guy named Ao, when he was causing trouble at the Hyuga clan, also mentioned a name..."

“Call her Kaguya Otsutsuki.”

Kaguya Otsutsuki?

Madara Uchiha, who had been indifferent, finally perked up a bit, but still gestured for White Zetsu to speak.

However, Madara was unaware that Black Zetsu, who was lurking in his shadow, was already dumbfounded.

"Why...why did that guy mention Mom?"

Black Zetsu's thoughts churned violently in the darkness. He desperately suppressed the tremor that surged from the depths of his soul, trying to calm himself down.

"Could he not be a descendant of Hamura from the moon?"

Black Zetsu was both afraid and confused.

Black Zetsu had already heard White Zetsu report about the golden light appearing in Konoha, but he hadn't taken it to heart at the time.

I initially thought they were just descendants of Hamura Otsutsuki from the moon, coming to cause trouble for the Hyuga clan again.

Such things have happened before over the long course of history.

But this time the situation is completely different.

They even mentioned... Mom's name.

Hamura's descendants might know about the Ten-Tails, or they might know about the Sage of Six Paths. But they could never know their mother's name.

What angered and terrified Black Zetsu even more was that White Zetsu, that dimwit, not only failed to tell him the information immediately.

They actually leaked such crucial information directly to Madara Uchiha!

If Madara becomes suspicious, he can follow the "Kaguya Otsutsuki" trail to investigate the truth beyond the stone tablet...

Wouldn't all his carefully crafted lies over the past millennium, and the soon-to-be-completed Eye of the Moon plan, be in vain?

Black Zetsu wanted to immediately go to Konoha to get to the bottom of things, but he didn't dare leave Madara's side.

Madara's days are numbered, and Obito, as his successor, is currently just a fool who only knows how to play around. If I were to leave even for a moment, and Obito failed to become "Madara's successor" as planned, then who would revive my mother?

"Blue...Sage of Six Paths..."

Madara Uchiha suddenly let out a cold laugh. He slowly leaned back against the stone seat, feeling the gradually decaying aura within his body, his tone full of disdain.

"He's just another clown trying to pull off a miracle after me and Hashirama."

"Just like Hanzo the Salamander, who dared to challenge the Five Great Nations. A mere brat, trying to seek peace among the Five Great Nations..."

"How is that possible...? How could true peace possibly be achieved here..."

"Hashirama..."

Madara Uchiha seemed to be lost in his memories again, but he quickly put away his cold smile and his gaze became deep again.

"Protect Nagato at all times, and never let anything happen to him."

He paused, his tone heavy as if carrying the shadow of the entire world.

"Since the situation has become so chaotic... let's move the plan forward."

"There's no need to keep struggling in this world."

-

The land of rain.

The outskirts of Yuyin Village.

Fine rain slanted down from the leaden sky, like a thin veil that could never be lifted, shrouding the entire Amegakure village in a gloomy atmosphere.

Hinata Seiran waited quietly for the Rain Village troops to gradually gather in the distance, while constantly controlling his chakra and manipulating his long hair.

"Kid, are you Jiraiya's disciple?"

A deep, slightly hoarse voice came from not far behind him.

Hinata Seiran turned slightly to the side and turned his head away.

Not far away, a man wearing a rain-camouflage cloak was standing there.

The man was wearing a breathing mask, was tall and thin, and dressed quite similarly to Hanzo the Salamander. Even his posture carried a deliberately imitated air of authority.

"Who are you...?"

The man's lips twitched, then he snorted coldly and deliberately puffed out his chest.

"You don't even recognize me, 'Heiji who's taking shelter from the rain,' brat?"

Heiji glared fiercely at Hyuga Seiran, trying to intimidate him with his imposing presence.

"We've met in Amegakure before."

"What, is this how Konoha treats its allies?"

Chapter 39: What method should be used to meet with Hanzo?

However, Hinata Seiran simply looked at him quietly, her pure white eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

It was precisely this calm gaze that made Heiji himself start to lose his composure.

"never mind……"

He coughed, his tone becoming slightly more subdued.

"It's normal that you don't recognize me. After all, the last time we met, you were standing behind Aburame Ryoma..."

"Sorry, I have face blindness."

Hinata Seiran dispersed his chakra, and his long hair fell smoothly down his shoulders again. "It's mainly because your outfit is very similar to Hanzo-sama's."

"Hehehehe, after all, I am Lord Hanzo's right-hand man's right-hand man..."

As he spoke, Heiji suddenly pulled out a slightly damp talisman from his pocket and waved it in front of the other person.

"Back in the day, I managed to charm Jiraiya's Byakugan squad with just one cigarette-rolling technique..."

He became more and more excited as he spoke, and a hint of reminiscence even appeared in his eyes, as if Jiraiya, one of the Legendary Sannin, was just a minor character he could easily deal with.

Listen to this guy, dressed exactly like Hanzo the Salamander, boasting about his "cigarette-rolling skills" and endlessly bragging about his past achievements.

Hinata Seiran finally remembered who he was.

Hanzo the Salamander's left and right hands...

One of the failed attempts at resurrection by Yakushi Kabuto.

Heiji, seeking shelter from the rain...

"Young man, once you're on the battlefield, you must always be careful. Don't think that just because someone looks down on you, you can act recklessly..."

“…”

Thank you for your guidance.

Hinata Seiran smiled faintly, didn't continue the conversation, just nodded politely, and then turned and walked towards the direction where Aburame Ryoma was.

...

Heiji seeking shelter from the rain...

So, it even carries the scent of plants...

As Hyuga Seiran took a step, he subtly pushed his Otsutsuki clan's sensory abilities to their limit.

In his perception, Heiji, the several close associates of Hanzo the Salamander around him, the ground beneath his feet, the damp mud all around, and even Heiji himself, were all faintly surrounded by a faint fluctuation of Logia-type chakra.

"I guess this is a White Zetsu..."

Hinata Seiran silently made a judgment in his heart.