Naruto: From Fake to Real, Deceiving the Ninja World.

Seemingly remembering something, Might Guy looked at Hinata Kumokawa's hand and quickly asked, "By the way, your injury..."

"It's alright, that guy's Wind Release skills aren't up to par." Hyuga Kumokawa waved his hand with a smile, letting him see his hand with only a bloody gash.

[Ding, your lie...]

Actually, the situation just now was quite dangerous. The opponent's wind-style ninjutsu was not as simple as he said. If he had been holding the blade instead of the hilt, his entire hand would probably have been cut off by now.

"Phew, it's good that you're alright. But Yun Chuan, the fact that you were able to activate your Byakugan is a blessing in disguise."

Might Guy breathed a sigh of relief. Although he believed Hinata Kumokawa's lie, he couldn't shake off his serious and solemn expression when he recalled the terrifying speed of that kunai.

Even someone with a strong heart like him felt a little scared.

He even wondered if he could have reacted if that guy had been trying to kill him.

I quickly came to a conclusion.

If he could open all eight gates, even just one, he could react in time and evade.

However, the other party would not give him that chance. The speed of that attack was too fast and too sudden, and no one would have thought that someone would dare to commit violence in Konoha.

"Yun Chuan, you're amazing."

Realizing this, Might Guy's gaze towards Hinata Kumokawa seemed to hold something more. He patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "It seems my training is far from sufficient. From now on, add five hundred handstand walks to your daily practice!"

Next time, even if Death comes chasing after him with his scythe, he will use his fists to blast his way out.

"Just luck." Hinata Kumokawa shook his head and smiled bitterly.

This time, there was no system notification sound, which Might Guy clearly saw as a testament to his skill rather than luck.

“Let’s go, let’s bandage the wound first, and then inform the Third Hokage about this.” Might Guy said in a low voice, “I didn’t expect that a spy had already infiltrated Konoha and attacked his comrades.”

Spy?

Perhaps not?

Hinata Kumokawa looked at his healed hand, recalling the figure he had seen with his Byakugan, his eyes flickering slightly as if deep in thought.

Who is it?

Sarutobi Hiruzen?

No, I probably haven't revealed my true colors yet.

Those were Orochimaru's remnants, or...

"Shimura Danzo." Hyuga Kumokawa sneered inwardly, "He made his move so quickly. He's really good at internal warfare but incompetent at external warfare."

Meanwhile, at the edge of the Death Forest.

A figure shrouded in black robes used the Body Flicker Technique repeatedly until it was far away from Hinata and Kumokawa before stopping and kneeling on one knee on a tree branch, clutching its arm.

"Ugh."

The black-robed figure, whose face was obscured, had his head bowed. A long-suppressed scream escaped from his clenched teeth, his pain tinged with fear.

Damn it! Damn it! How could this happen!?

He had clearly been lying in ambush at the training ground where the target frequently appeared, based on what the intelligence had said.

When the target appeared, he was still in a relaxed mood; in his view, it was a task that couldn't be simpler.

So he used his best, most prized, and personally taught ninjutsu by Lord Danzo.

But at the same time, the brat seemed to have noticed him. He suddenly stopped, tilted his head, and activated the Byakugan, which had not been mentioned in the intelligence report.

The brat raised his hand and grasped the kunai wrapped in wind-style chakra with his bare hands.

Yes, that guy, with his bare hands, grabbed his kunai!

He still managed to grasp the handle that wasn't covered by Wind Release chakra!

Are you kidding me? !

The thick, lush trees stretched into the distance, their branches seemingly woven into a sparse net.

However, using his perception technique, he felt as if he were staring into a pair of eyes as calm as still water from a great distance.

The next moment, before he could react, he heard a sharp whistling sound.

A rain began to fall in the woods in front of us.

It was as if a spring breeze suddenly blew towards him, silently passing through the woods, cutting away the withered leaves like scissors, and countless leaves fell, fragmenting his vision.

That scene was truly beautiful.

But what followed was excruciating physical pain.

puff.

The sleeve of his black robe slowly tore open as he flung out the kunai, revealing ring-shaped red lines on his skin.

Blood splattered as the arm slid down and hit the ground with a remarkably clear sound.

"That guy actually caught my ninjutsu with his bare hands and returned it!"

The black-robed man, who instinctively turned and ran, knelt on the tree. Although he had realized what had just happened, he still found it unbelievable.

The intelligence report said that guy was a piece of trash, didn't it?

How could a piece of trash possibly catch a Wind Release ninjutsu that Lord Danzo personally taught and that he had studied for many years with his bare hands!

With such a terrifying reaction speed, you're telling me he's useless?

He's a piece of trash, so what am I?

"Kamaitachi, what are you doing?"

As he was lost in thought, a hoarse, gloomy voice entered his ears, sending a chill down his spine.

He slightly raised his head to look at the figure that had appeared before him, then quickly lowered his head again, his voice trembling as he said, "Lord Danzo, I..."

"Hmph, good-for-nothing, it seems your mission has failed."

Before he could finish speaking, Shimura Danzo interrupted him coldly, glancing at his arm that had lost its limb.

The guy in front of him was a ninja he had specially trained to carry out assassination missions.

In the past, when facing most Jonin, with sufficient preparation, he was able to kill them with a single blow.

but now……

"Having lost my dominant hand, I'm completely useless."

Danzo Shimura narrowed his gloomy eyes slightly, thinking to himself, "Interesting. That Hyuga brat is indeed not as simple as he seems. Orochimaru must have left something on him."

Hmph, since Sarutobi is so heartless as to steal my Wood Release ninja, don't blame me for being ruthless and taking action against this brat.

Chapter 10 I can't do something like deceiving women (serious face)

The time came to noon.

Hyuga Kumokawa walked back to the Hyuga clan's territory from Konoha Hospital, glancing down at his hand bound in bandages.

Thanks to the body's increasingly powerful self-healing ability, the wound on his hand had actually healed completely on the way to the hospital.

However, to avoid attracting unnecessary attention, he cut another wound on his palm.

Even so, the medical ninjas at the hospital were still amazed, as such a strong self-healing ability was rare.

Of course, there were other reasons why Hinata Kumokawa did this.

"..."

While he was thinking, Hinata Kumokawa had already walked to the outside of a training field. Looking up, he saw the figure being respectfully surrounded by several people.

Hyuga Aoi is the daughter of a senior elder of the Hyuga clan.

Her long black hair seemed to flow in the sunlight, and the sixteen-year-old girl's healthy rosy cheeks still had baby fat, but her white eyes were like icy blades.

"Go away!"

She kicked away the branch family member kneeling in front of her without any mercy. The branch family member could only grunt in pain, not daring to show any dissatisfaction.

"waste."

Hinata Aoi glared at him with disgust, then glanced at the other branch family members, her tone irritated: "You're all useless! Not one of you dares to make a move. Father actually sent you trash to protect me?"

The surrounding members of the branch family lowered their heads, their attitude respectful and humble, daring not to utter any rebuttal or overstep their bounds.

Because that clan elder only had this one daughter, he spoiled her from a young age, which led to her being arrogant, pampered, and willful.

If that were all, it wouldn't be a big deal; many children from the main family are like that.

However, she was brave and fierce, always wanting to leave the village to fight on the battlefield. In the eyes of the branch family members, this was overestimating her abilities, and in the eyes of the main family, it was asking for trouble.

This time, because his father refused his request to leave the village again, he wanted these branch families to use all their strength to spar with him.

But how could they dare? Although Hinata Aoi wasn't old enough to learn the cursed seal, if they accidentally injured her, her father might torture her with the cursed seal.

Let alone being insulted or beaten in a mild and painless way now, as long as they don't have to endure that kind of pain that comes from the depths of their souls and is worse than death, if Hinata Aoi wanted to, they would even kneel down and bark like dogs.

"Wait a minute." Seemingly noticing something, Hinata Aoi frowned and asked, "Are we short one person?"

Upon hearing this, several members of the branch family raised their heads slightly, their eyes briefly meeting, and they all noticed who was absent.

"Lord Aoi."

After a moment of silence, the Hyuga clansman who had stopped Hyuga Kumokawa during his morning duty spoke first, respectfully saying, "Yes..."

"Lord Aoi, I'm here."

Before he could finish speaking, a familiar voice came, making his body tremble involuntarily, and he felt his purplish abdomen begin to ache again.

Hinata Aoi frowned and turned to look, seeing Hinata Kumokawa walking towards her. She said coldly, "So it was you, you piece of trash, that we were asking who was missing."

Hyuga Kumokawa ignored Hyuga Aoi's sarcasm, simply raising his bandaged hand and bowing slightly, saying, "I'm sorry, Aoi-sama, my hand is injured, I might not be able to today..."

hum!

The whistling sound of something cutting through the air suddenly reached his ears. He instinctively turned his head to dodge, and a fist grazed his earlobe, the wind from the punch lifting the black hair tied behind his head.

Hinata Kumokawa calmly raised his lowered eyebrows and met a pair of emotionless white eyes.

"Enough with the nonsense," Hinata Aoi said coldly. "Let me see if you, this piece of trash, have improved at all."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hinata Aoi withdrew his fist, turned it into a palm, and pushed it towards Hinata Kumokawa's chest.

But in the next moment, the figure in front of him dodged the palm strike with an almost "floating" gait, like a leaf falling in the wind.

A look of surprise flashed across Hinata Aoi's eyes, and bulging veins appeared around her eyes as she assumed the true starting stance of Gentle Fist.

The next moment, her right hand became a blur, and her three fingers together were about to touch Yun Chuan's left shoulder.

"..." Seeing this, Hinata Kumokawa sighed inwardly, "How troublesome."

Although I don't want to show my talent so early, it's impossible for me to obediently kneel down and act like a dog.

After all, he endured for three years to get a chance to change his fate. If he continues to kneel and act like a dog, wouldn't all those three years of endurance have been for nothing?

So, do you want to stand tall, or do you want to make "money"?

"I just want to stand up and still make money."

That being the case.

Hinata Kumokawa slowly closed his eyes.

Sure enough, he once again entered that state of total concentration, where all his senses—sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch—were completely shut down, except for his mental perception.

Bang!

His figure suddenly spun and leaned back, Hyuga Aoi's fingertips brushing past his nose, leaving a palm print about an inch deep on the wooden stake behind him. Wood chips fluttered down and landed on his eyelashes, carrying the bitter scent of pine resin.

Hinata Aoi's punches and palms came one after another with great speed, but Hinata Kumokawa perceived them as incredibly slow.

The boiling blood within him surged like a tidal wave, the burning sensation like magma, allowing his body to keep pace with his thoughts.

He was like the only being at normal speed in a slow-motion film, freely roaming through an extremely long timeline.

"what happened?"

Seeing that all his moves had been dodged by Hyuga Kumokawa with his eyes closed, Hyuga Aoi's pupils narrowed and his expression became excited, but his movements gradually became more impatient.

Hinata Kumokawa could "see" that her seemingly fierce attacks actually revealed an opening under her ribs with each turn.