Would leaving such a huge trace not far from the village cause any problems?
Hyuga Kazuya was not worried.
Not to mention that he had already scouted ahead with his Byakugan and there was no one around at all.
He was merely a ninja who had graduated not long ago. Who would ever set their sights on him?
Reality was not a novel. There was no way some inexplicable connection would lead people to suspect the person involved by such a coincidence.
Even if he was suspected, all he had to do was deny it to the bitter end.
His teachers were Minato Namikaze, Kushina, and Tsunade. With such an all-star lineup of teachers, who in the village would not give him some leeway?
Of course, to be fair, Minato Namikaze was currently the weakest of the three.
Hyuga Kazuya raced through the trees, his mind wandering over the possible consequences of what had just happened.
Because Hyuga Kazuya deliberately kept his speed in check.
Mata caught up to him in no time and asked respectfully.
"Lord Kazuya, where are we going next? What are we doing?"
"Stay close!"
Without explaining, Hyuga Kazuya began to pick up speed slightly.
After a long while, they stopped beside a small river.
Sunlight shone upon the river's surface, scattering rippling glimmers. The spring scenery along the banks and the occasional leaping fish formed an exquisite picture of spring.
As Hyuga Kazuya admired the scenery, Mata arrived as well.
"Lord Kazuya!"
"Mata, you do not need to call me lord from now on. I am not some so-called lord either!"
Turning around and looking at the panting Mata, Hyuga Kazuya smiled. He walked over, patted Mata on the shoulder, and said earnestly.
"We are not superior and subordinate. We are the same. Think about