The sun had yet to rise, but the chaotic sounds of artillery fire outside the window kept Hyuga Matsuba awake.
"This war is just a bunch of rookies pecking at each other. What's even worth fighting over? If you piss me off, I'll wipe every last one of you out!" Hyuga Matsuba had a terrible case of morning grumpiness.
Today, Iwagakure and Amegakure had started fighting. Looking downstairs at the crowd brawling below, Hyuga Matsuba felt his head starting to ache.
These young heroes had been staying at this hotel for quite some time, but the people below had been fighting for more than a day or two. Still, it was all thunder and no rain; barely anyone had died.
Those people were really energetic. They did not sleep at all and fought day and night.
"Do they think I'm easy to bully? Believe it or not, I'll go down there and deal with them." Kushina rolled up her sleeves and prepared to head downstairs.
"You don't need to. Stay here and be good while I go clean them up. Let's see what kind of commotion those bastards can make." Hyuga Matsuba stopped Kushina, then turned into a beam of light and left.
In the next instant, he appeared downstairs. Hovering in midair, he looked at the bunch of rookies fighting below and decided it was necessary to step in.
"Where did this little brat come from? Get the hell out of the way." A man who looked like a general barked an order at him.
Rain was still falling from the sky, but it was as though a transparent protective sphere surrounded him. Not a single drop struck his body.
That was because the Tenseigan's control over repulsive force kept the rain from touching him.
"Judging by your outfit,