Naruto: Starting from the Reincarnation of the Otsutsuki

It's been a while since I left the Hyuga mansion, but I can still faintly hear laughter coming from inside.

It's obvious that Hiashi Hyuga probably believed it too.

"Life is truly unpredictable..."

Hinata Seiran couldn't help but sigh again, realizing how far ahead he had been in his previous life.

That scroll was compiled by him based on recorded information and some of his own writings while he was still living in the Otsutsuki family.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to observe the ninja world while accompanying the main clan, he made one of his hidden moves.

The purpose is to one day use it to go to the ninja world to obtain the pure Byakugan of the Hyuga clan, and then evolve it into the Tenseigan.

"It's just a pity that some of the facilities on the moon are probably unusable."

Hinata Seiran murmured to himself.

"The scroll should be stored in a secret vault, and it's highly likely that it's guarded by Hyuga Yumi's grandfather..."

Hinata Tenkumo.

That old codger.

Recalling the pathetic way he had been punished by the father and son with a caged bird, Hinata Seiran couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"The search for the remains of the Otsutsuki clan is a long and arduous journey..."

"Things should calm down for a while now..."

"What's next..."

As he was pondering this, he turned a street corner.

boom!

"Ouch!"

A small, thin figure crashed into him solidly, and the bag of herbs in his hand flew out and scattered all over the ground with a clatter.

"It hurts so much..."

Mitarashi Anko covered her head and squatted down, then looked at the scattered medicinal herbs on the ground, and a nameless anger suddenly surged up.

She looked up abruptly, her eyebrows furrowed.

"You rascal...you made me drop my medicine on the floor..."

"Do you know who I am? I'm Orochimaru-sensei's student..."

She was halfway through her sentence when she saw the person's face clearly and suddenly froze.

"Captain Qinglan?"

Her anger seemed to have been paused; she blinked, looking at the person in front of her with disbelief.

"Why is it you?"

"red beans?"

Hinata Seiran was also slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting the dark figure rushing out from around the corner to be Anko.

He quickly calmed down. Seeing her sullen expression and remembering that the end of the road led to the meatball shop, he understood.

"I was wondering who was running so fast."

Hinata Seiran smiled gently, his gaze falling on the medicinal herbs scattered on the ground.

"What's wrong with you...?"

"This is medicine I bought for Orochimaru-sensei... It's all Captain Qinglan's fault."

Red Bean pouted, her tone carrying a hint of coquettish complaint, as if she wanted Hinata Seiran to give her an explanation.

Orochimaru?

Hinata Seiran glanced at Anko with some surprise.

I never imagined that Anko had already become Orochimaru's disciple.

Back when he had just been promoted to Chunin, Anko was a member of the squad he formed on the battlefield in Kumogakure. At that time, she was still a clumsy little girl who always rushed to the front of the line during missions, which made people both worried and amused.

Later, he was transferred from the Cloud Hidden Battlefield to the Mist Hidden Battlefield to protect the main family, and the squad was disbanded.

In the blink of an eye, the little girl from back then has become Orochimaru's disciple.

Perhaps... we can change the plan a little.

"It's okay, these are all dry, just pick them up and they'll be fine."

Hinata Seiran pulled himself out of his thoughts and gently comforted her, just like he used to when they were in the team.

He crouched down and began picking up the scattered medicinal herbs one by one. After picking up a few, he noticed that Hongdou was still standing there, looking somewhat awkward, showing no intention of helping.

Hinata Seiran glanced at her and immediately saw through her scheme.

"Alright," he smiled helplessly, "I'll treat you to meatballs later."

"That's more like it..."

Hongdou instantly lost her composure; the awkwardness on her face vanished, and she smiled brightly as if nothing had happened.

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Inside the meatball shop.

Hinata Seiran sat opposite her, quietly watching Anko devour the dumplings in front of her, lost in thought.

"By the way, Captain Qinglan, what brings you here on the street today?"

Red Bean took a bite of a dumpling, a little sugar stain still on the corner of her mouth, and asked indistinctly, "How come I have time to see you on the street today? Before, when I saw you, you were either on the front lines or with that... that Hinata Yumi."

"I can't even say hello to you..."

"..."

Hinata Seiran paused for a moment, not responding to that, but instead asking her, "Aren't you the same? The last time I saw you was at the gate watching you carry out a mission."

"Hehehe... I've been doing experiments with Lord Orochimaru lately, haven't I?"

"You don't know, do you? Orochimaru-sensei is about to become Hokage, and then I'll be his disciple..."

Thinking of this, Hongdou's eyes narrowed into crescent moons with joy, and she couldn't help but giggle.

The laughter was a bit loud, attracting the attention of the other ninjas in the shop, who all looked on with strange expressions.

Orochimaru as Hokage?

This must be a dream...

Hyuga Seiran glanced at the ninjas with strange expressions and gestured for Anko to keep her voice down.

At this point in time, Minato Namikaze is already a household name in the ninja world.

On the battlefields of Kumogakure and Iwagakure, Minato was always the one to come to the rescue whenever the situation was most critical.

His main opponents are also very formidable, namely the newly formed AB brothers of the Hidden Cloud Village.

No, to be precise, it should be the Fourth Raikage and the Perfect Jinchuriki.

And what about Orochimaru?

However, he had already been sidelined by the Third Hokage and gradually became marginalized.

Ordinary people might think that the candidate for the Fourth Hokage would be either Orochimaru or Minato Namikaze.

For Hyuga Aoran, who had read the original Naruto manga...

There can only be one candidate for the Fourth Hokage.

That's Minato Namikaze.

But now...

"Cough cough..."

Hongdou seemed to sense the gazes around her, coughed twice, gave an awkward smile, and lowered her voice, "Captain Qinglan, you still haven't told me why you came out alone today?"

"Me..."

Hinata Seiran smiled, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and calmly took over the conversation.

"The clan chief granted me a few days off; a celebration will be held in a few days."

"I vaguely heard that something great has happened, but I don't know the specific reason. However, I can sense that the clan leader is very excited."

He paused, then added, "Generally speaking, apart from the Hyuga members who are on the battlefield, the rest are required to participate in the clan's celebrations."

"Oh~"

Mitarashi Anko nodded blankly, somewhat confused as to why the Hyuga clan would hold a festival at this time.

Suddenly remembering something, she asked, "If there's a celebration, wouldn't we be able to skip the missions?"

"The situation is not ideal right now... a lot of spies have recently infiltrated the village."

"If the Hyuga clan were to hold a festival at this time, what would happen to the Hokage...?"

Hinata Seiran smiled calmly.

"It's alright, those who are supposed to go on missions will go on missions."

"Moreover, even the one guarding the secret vault will be Elder Hyuga Tenun."

"His strength is comparable to two of me... or rather, three or four of me."

"Oh~"

Hongdou nodded as if she understood, but her attention was quickly drawn back to the meatballs in front of her. She picked up a skewer and continued to enjoy them.

Hinata Seiran smiled, said nothing more, and looked down at the string of crystal-clear tricolor dumplings on the table.

On a bamboo skewer, three round dumplings are arranged in a row, their white, pink, and green colors complementing each other, and the sugar coating shimmers slightly under the light.

"Pfft!"

The white dumpling at the very top was pierced into pieces by bamboo skewers.