He was in Konoha, exuding an aura of dominance.

He was always very melancholy at this time. Was the talent of the Konoha scoundrels really that high in this regard?

Ordinary people don't know the value of Hyuga's eyes, so how could you, a student at the Ninja Academy, possibly not know?

Compared to clans like the Uchiha, Ino-Shika-Cho, and Aburame, whose abilities were outstanding from the early stages, the Hyuga clan members who were still in the Ninja Academy were indeed not particularly noticeable.

The Byakugan is extremely useful on the battlefield, but most students at the Ninja Academy, except for a very few geniuses, are unable to unleash the power of their bloodline limits. Furthermore, the teachers at the Konoha Ninja Academy don't emphasize how powerful bloodline limits are, and since they are all young and impetuous kids, none of them are willing to give in to the others.

Furthermore, the Hyuga clan is not born with awakened eyes; pure white pupils are a symbol of their bloodline, and bulging veins around their eyes are a characteristic of releasing their bloodline limit.

The only reason why the Byakugan cannot function is because of its unique appearance; other family inheritance methods rely entirely on individual talents and resource support.

but!

Now that he had encountered this perfect opportunity to demonstrate his domineering will, how could he let it pass by!

"Ahem, hey cool student, let me ask you something, do you want to become Hokage?"

Yang Tai nodded instinctively.

After all, becoming Hokage is the dream of almost every ninja academy student.

Isogen changed to a kind expression: "Do you have a powerful master? For example, do you know a powerful Jonin?"

Yang Tai shook his head.

"An exceptionally powerful family background?"

Yang Tai shook his head again; he was just an ordinary citizen.

"Possessing a powerful bloodline limit?"

Yang Taisan shook his head.

Isogen smiled slightly, a smile as bright as the little sun known to everyone at the ninja school, but the next second...

"Then why are you making such a racket about this substandard product?"

"You want to be Hokage when you have nothing? Do you know how to govern a village? Do you have the ability to fight on the battlefield? Do you have people backing you up? Do you have the money to win people over?"

"You have nothing but dare to pretend to be an elephant. Even if this girl is not good at anything else, she still has a bloodline limit and a family to back her up. She has been able to steadily improve to a certain level. What are you talking about?"

"Even if I were a dog walking on the street with a scallion stuck in it, I'd have a better chance of becoming Hokage than you! I want to be Hokage! I want to be Hokage!!!"

The last word, "五十弦" (50 Strings), was deliberately twisted into a seductive way, coupled with an exaggerated facial expression. Before Yota himself could even react, his face was already comparable to the buttocks of the monkey bound by the Sarutobi family contract.

[Act swiftly and gently, break through as if defending.]

Your will to dominate has manifested once more: Yin attribute +0.2, Yang attribute +0.1.

It's like hearing celestial music, which temporarily clears the ears.

Igogaku looked at Yota, whose forehead was so thick it could boil a hot spring egg, with a kind smile, and his sincerity welled up like a spring.

"You are such a good person."

The voice just fell.

"Ahhh!!"

Chapter 2 'We' are a good civilization

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 strain.

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 be stuck here like a salted fish.

Two streams of clear tears flowed like a gentle stream.

“A real man doesn’t shed tears for no reason.” Ishigami clicked his tongue, showing his disdain for those who lacked willpower.

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 can refine chakra. With some mental training, they can 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 you use 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 lazybones 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.

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 there was someone else with him. He let go of her hand and asked casually.

"You should have learned ninjutsu by now, right? How come you got cornered 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 herself.

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.

Thank you. My name is Hinata Mizuki.

"I am Yu Ge of the 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.