In Konoha: I will spread the will of conquest throughout the ninja world.

First and foremost, Fifty Strings of Songs respects every brave warrior who dares to draw their sword.

Secondly, it makes beating people up less burdensome.

Yang Tai only came to his senses after being hung on a bamboo pole like a salted fish, his face turning purple from the heat.

The person in front of me is a legendary figure who swept through the Ninja Academy without equal and made the homeroom teacher cry three times!

Sure enough, I shouldn't have gotten involved in this mess. If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have met this guy, and I wouldn't have been treated like a salted fish hanging here.

Two streams of clear tears flowed like a gentle stream.

"A real man shouldn't shed tears for no reason." Ishigami clicked his tongue, showing his disdain for those with weak wills.

Yang Tai's face turned bright red, and he roared wildly in his heart.

The knots binding the fifty strings are so-so; they can be easily broken with a little effort as long as one refines chakra.

Don't underestimate the value of steamed buns.

Although ninja academy students have the word "student" in their name, they are still superhumans who have refined chakra. They can train their mental fortitude and go to the battlefield with a kitchen knife.

What truly limits Yang Tai's ability to function is laxatives!

I added laxatives!

Unfortunately, after one person has practiced the Will of Hegemony once, it will take some time before they can produce it again.

It's a bit of a shame about those laxatives, since they would have been more effective in a different setting.

Just then.

pat.

The sound of ninja shoes hitting the ground came at just the right moment, followed by a soft sigh.

"It's you again, Fifty Strings."

The Uchiha police chief, who looked like a middle-aged man, was eighteen years old. Uchiha Fugaku was present.

He understood the whole story with just a glance, and extended his hand to Igarashi. Igarashi skillfully handed him a packet of laxatives, grinning as he spoke.

"This is the larger version; be careful not to get the police department's ceiling dirty when using it."

Yang Tai and the others watched helplessly as their newly arrived savior and Yu Ge Wuxian made a secret deal right before their eyes, their newly ignited hope instantly extinguished.

"Take her away first, I'll handle things here."

Yuuka gave the salted fish a encouraging look and lightly pulled Hinata Mizuki away from the crime scene.

Fugaku Uchiha carefully put away the laxative, looked up at the few kids who were already holding back tears and had turned purple, and remained calm.

Two breaths later, two Uchiha police officers arrived.

"team leader."

Fugaku Uchiha nodded and gave the order: "Put them down, and be careful."

The two ninjas were slightly taken aback. They glanced at the four people's tense facial muscles and suddenly realized what was happening. Their calm and composed expressions instantly turned tense, and they were about to make their move.

next second.

puff--!!

Almost simultaneously, as if by prior arrangement, three more long howls, filled with panic, pain, helplessness, loss of glory and hope for the future, accompanied by a pungent odor, resounded through the sky.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

I counted on my fingers, and it should be about time.

Wu Xian was very confident in the laxative he had personally prepared.

This is something even the Uchiha police department frequently uses when interrogating criminals.

Quality is guaranteed.

The soft touch of his hand reminded him that someone else was with him. He released his grip and asked casually.

"You should have learned ninjutsu at your age, right? How come you're being blocked by those three good-for-nothings?"

Hinata Mizuki is small, but according to Isogen, she has long met the standards for murder in this world, especially her forehead.

Her smooth, white forehead told the story of a little girl.

Hyuga main family.

Although I had never seen Hyuga Mizuki at the Ninja Academy, Isogen could guess from his experience that she had received ninja training.

As the most traditional ninja clan, the Hyuga clan only sends a few members to the Ninja Academy. The same applies to other ninja clans. Basically, only those with special status and identity are sent to the Ninja Academy to study, get to know the younger generation of other clans, form friendships, and befriend commoner geniuses.

It's no exaggeration to say that Hyuga Mizuki, who is already a ninja trainee, could easily turn those three brats into spinning tops with just a little bit of skill.

Hyuga Mizuki was startled by the sudden question. She gestured frantically with her hands in the air, her mouth opened and closed but no sound came out, and her face turned bright red.

A mute?

Wu Shixian paused, his brain reorganized itself in a second, and his instincts led him to turn back.

"No, we can't go back now."

Hinata Mizuki just stared blankly as the kind person who had helped her spun around in place, talking to himself.

Isogen finally understood why the girl didn't dare to make a move. It would be almost impossible for someone with a congenital defect to be born into an environment like the Hyuga clan and not be disliked.

In particular, she comes from a prominent family.

As expected of Konoha's scoundrels, they not only bully little girls, but also a disabled little girl.

Wu Zixian felt he had gone too far.

How can you be so stingy with the medication? It's not generous at all. Next time, give them a dose that will keep them in bed for three days.

Looking at Hinata Mizuki who was still gesturing.

"I don't know anything about this. Can you write?"

As he spoke, Wu Zixian skillfully pulled out the paper and pen he always carried with him because he often wrote self-criticisms.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Thank you. My name is Hinata Mizuki.

"I am Yu Ge of Fifty Strings."

Hyuga Mizuki's handwriting is delicate and beautiful, faintly revealing the old-fashioned charm of the Hyuga clan.

Yu Ge, a man of fifty strings, had a real headache dealing with the girl who was following him.

As is well known, the Hyuga clan is not limited to a single main branch; otherwise, Kirigakure would not have been able to capture the Byakugan during the Third Shinobi World War.

Given the Hyuga clan's emphasis on the Byakugan, there are always branch family members guarding the area around the main family residence.

He hadn't noticed before that this little girl was from the main family, but now she's stuck to him.

Thinking of taking it away, I turned my head and met those pure, shy eyes, filled with a hint of expectation.

Tsk, let him follow. Years later, Naruto, with half of the Nine-Tails inside his belly, can still interact with the eldest daughter. There's no reason why he, a true-blue Konoha orphan, can't. Those old men wouldn't bother an eight-year-old kid like him.

But then again.

Isogen caught Hinata Mizuki in his peripheral vision. Hinata Mizuki, who had been watching Isogen, noticed this and lowered her head, her eyes darting away.

"I remember the Hyuga's Byakugan is more inclined towards the Yang attribute. If it's from the main family's purity, would the attribute be higher than others?"

Because there are no members of the Hyuga clan in this year's competition, he doesn't know the accuracy of his guess, but he may not have much else to offer, but he is incredibly proactive.

"Come on, I'll take you to find something fun."

Hinata Mizuki's eyes lit up, and she followed closely behind.

If someone asks what Konoha Village's specialty is, other people's answers might vary, but if you ask Ishmael, it's all about the answer.

Those must be endless troublemakers!

A moment later, Igarashi led the timid Hyuga Mizuki to an alley where a group of children were displaying the traditional cunning of Konoha Village.

"Um, what are we doing here?" Hinata Mizuki asked, holding up a sheet of white paper in both hands.

Isogen nodded in satisfaction and expertly stroked her hair.

"Good, you have a good understanding."

You grasped the usage of the word 'we' so quickly, that's impressive!