Naruto: Starting from the Reincarnation of the Otsutsuki

"Tolerance is not about admitting defeat; it's about faith and conviction."

"Patience means being able to think things through and endure."

This is a sentence that Hinata Seiran heard in his first life.

At that time, he was holed up in his rented room, eating instant noodles and scrolling through his phone. He thought the words sounded nice, but he didn't take them to heart.

Who would have thought that this phrase could be applied to the ninja world?

He believed that he had fulfilled all the meanings of that statement in this lifetime.

From standing guard for the clan to sparring with them, and then to various difficult tasks assigned to them in the clan's territory.

He endured it all.

The purpose is to one day free the caged bird and release the fish into the sea.

But when he heard that this young lady from the Zong family, who was even confused by the Eight Trigrams Palm and the Thirty-Two Palms, actually wanted to drag him to the Fog Hidden Battlefield to die, he was shocked.

He ultimately couldn't stay in Bengbu.

"Miss Yumi, you must be joking again."

Hinata Seiran forced himself to soften his tone, speaking as if coaxing a child.

"I'm not joking."

Hinata Yumi's expression suddenly turned cold, and her gaze calmly swept across his face.

"Hyuga Seiran, recognize your situation."

"Don't think that just because you're a guard my grandfather assigned to me, you can stop me from doing what I want."

"Guidance on practice is fine, but please don't criticize or instruct."

"And didn't I say that if you refuse a third time, I'll make you regret it?"

As she spoke, she suddenly raised her hand and formed an unformed mudra.

The pain came suddenly, instantly causing Hinata Seiran to lose the ability to stand and fall to the ground.

I felt as if a blunt knife was constantly churning in my mind, and red and white things seemed about to shoot out.

"I can let it slide once or twice."

Do you really think I have a good temper?

Hinata Yumi looked down at him, her voice as cold as ice.

"If it weren't for Grandpa Tianyun's constant praise of your exceptional talent and your self-comprehension of the Sixty-Four Palms, I wouldn't have taken you to the Misty Battlefield."

Hinata Seiran covered his forehead and rolled around in pain, but still didn't utter a word. Cold sweat had already soaked his back, and blood was gradually seeping from the corner of his mouth, which he forcibly pursed.

"Remember this lesson..."

"Next time it won't be so simple."

Hyuga Yumi withdrew her hand seals, gave him a cold look for a moment, and then turned and left.

As she reached the door, she casually tossed out a sentence:

"I will definitely go to the battlefield. As for you?"

"If you don't want Grandpa Tianyun to scold you, you'd better behave."

The footsteps faded into the distance, leaving him alone lying on the ground.

Hinata Seiran's face turned deathly pale. He shakily propped himself up and watched the receding figure.

The humiliating, oppressive scenes that he had to grit his teeth and swallow were flashing through his mind.

"..."

He is patient.

That doesn't mean he's a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

Fate never gave him anything, and he never believed in fate.

To survive in this perilous ninja world, I have relied entirely on myself.

"I just didn't expect that I would have to hand over the scrolls I had just collected."

Hinata Seiran slowly got up, clutching his forehead, his eyes flickering, and finally left the training ground of this luxurious mansion.

......

"Qinglan, is this what your team found on the Iwagakure battlefield?"

Inside a luxurious mansion located in the very center of the clan's territory, Hyuga Hiashi and Hyuga Seiran sat facing each other.

He picked up the old scroll on the table, and the more he looked at it, the more alarmed he became.

He had known about the existence of this scroll for a long time, but Qinglan was still on the battlefield at the time and did not have time to give it to him.

I thought it was just another ordinary research material prepared by another ninja village to seize the Byakugan, at most some old news.

did not expect……

What it contained was actually the origin of their Hyuga clan.

Moreover, it closely matches some of the incomplete records in the clan's secret archives, and even the names of past prodigies known only to the clan appear in it.

Judging from the opening marks on the scroll and Qinglan's behavior, she must not have seen it before.

But this is for the best... It's not good for him to know too much as a member of a branch family.

If this scroll is real...

"Clan Chief, I originally planned to hand it over to you this morning, but Miss Yumi called me over for sparring, which delayed me."

Hiashi Hyuga snapped out of his daze, took a deep breath upon hearing this, and gestured to his wife beside him to pour a cup of tea for Aoran Hyuga.

Lower your voice and make one last confirmation.

"Does the Hokage... or Jiraiya know about this scroll?"

Hinata Seiran shook his head, nodded slightly to Hinata Ayano beside him in thanks, and slowly said, "Clan leader, I hid it as soon as I saw the information about the Hinata clan on the scroll cover."

"Neither the Hokage nor Jiraiya knows about this. Even the team members are unaware of it."

"Okay...okay..."

Hiashi Hyuga breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile finally appeared on his face.

He looked at the contents of the scroll once more, and this time, his emotions surged even more.

because...

"The Byakugan, like the Sharingan, can evolve to the next level..."

"As expected, our ancestors were right..."

Hiashi Hyuga thought to himself.

Whenever he recalls how the elders of the main branch of the Hyuga clan used to talk about how glorious the Hyuga clan was when he was young, and how they told him that he must lead the Hyuga clan to become the number one clan in Konoha, he feels a heavy burden on his shoulders.

did not expect……

I never expected that what my elders said was true.

Was the Hyuga clan really that powerful in the past?

After a moment of silence, he raised a gentle smile.

"Qinglan, you can go now. You've worked hard these past few days. The clan will be holding a celebration soon, so get some rest... As for the reward, it will be given to you after the main family finishes discussing it."

"yes!"

Hinata Seiran finished his tea in one gulp; it had already gone cold, but he didn't care.

He then stood up and bowed. Just as he was about to turn and leave, he heard Hyuga Hiashi add, "Hyuga Yumi is quite willful, just like her grandfather."

"Qinglan, I know you're a good girl, please be more tolerant of this younger sister."

Hinata Seiran paused, turned around, and bowed.

"I know, Chieftain."

Hiashi Hyuga nodded in satisfaction, and only laughed out loud when his figure completely disappeared into the room.

"Hahahaha..."

Laughter echoed in the spacious hall, carrying a sense of triumphant exhilaration.

Why is my husband laughing?

"The Hyuga clan is finally going to surpass the Uchiha and stand at the top of Konoha."

Hiashi Hyuga smiled faintly, his steps light as a child's, leaving behind only a brief announcement.

"Notify all members of the main family to convene in the conference room to discuss important matters."

"Yes."

Although Hinata Ayano couldn't understand why her husband was laughing, he didn't want to say more, so she didn't press him for an answer.

As a woman, she naturally understood these principles.

only……

Her gaze fell once again on the teacup that Hinata Seiran had drunk from, where traces of Hinata Seiran still lingered on the rim.

"Throw this tea set away and get a new one."

Her voice was calm, as if she were giving an order for something perfectly ordinary.

"Yes, madam."