The Third Hokage and EZ!

The room was bright, yet it lacked the traditional tatami mats and futons one might expect. Instead, it featured a plush wool carpet and a three-meter-wide bed—a modern interior design that felt completely out of place within a traditional Hyuga Clan estate.

Not only would outsiders be shocked, but even Fuyuki, the biological son of the household, had been caught off guard!

When he first opened his eyes, Fuyuki had seen a television and a glass-partitioned bathroom, leading him to believe he had been reborn into some modern setting. His mother in this life suffered from an eye condition that left her pupils a pale, powdery white.

However, after waking up from a nap, he discovered a cluster of "cataract-eyed" people standing around him, along with the Konoha ninja headband that made his head ache with frustration. He would never forget how many 648-yuan microtransactions he had wasted on that headband in his past life.

"Fuyuki? Why did you run over here? Aren't you afraid Father will make you train extra tonight?"

Leaning against the large bed while cradling Hanabi in her arms, his mother asked with a look of surprise.

As a member of the Hyuga Clan, she was naturally familiar with the daily schedule. Seeing her son skip class to visit, her expression was one of genuine bewilderment.

"No motivation today, I'll try hard tomorrow," Fuyuki replied with such shamelessness that it nearly choked his mother.

"Come, come, Mother, let me hold Hanabi!"

Fuyuki leaned in, reaching out to take the drowsy infant sister from her swaddling clothes, teasing his adorable younger sister with a face full of smiles.

It is worth noting that in the world of Naruto, the methods for cultivating Chakra were not classified secrets; anyone who wished to could practice them. This indirectly led to the vast majority of people in the ninja world training in Chakra.

Loli? That didn't exist here. Once a girl started training in Chakra, she could only be called a "Luohan"!

"My cute little sister."

Fuyuki placed Hanabi on the bed and, with a look of immense happiness, extended a finger to poke her soft cheeks.

Hanabi, no longer sleepy, stretched out her two hands and kept batting Fuyuki's finger away, displaying a posture that looked remarkably like the Gentle Fist Technique. Some things, after thousands of years of continuous inheritance, truly are etched into one's DNA.

After playing for a while, the newborn sister could not fight her instincts, and her eyelids began to flutter. Seeing that she was tired and wanted to sleep, Fuyuki pinched Hanabi's soft little hand and returned her to their mother. "Hanabi seems sleepy. I'll come back to play with her tomorrow."

"You really do love your sister, don't you!" his mother, with her gentle and lovely features, remarked with an ambiguous tone.

Since birth, this son of hers had never shown any particular favoritism. Even toward his parents, he maintained a polite but distant attitude, only ever being close to Hinata, much like a normal pair of siblings.

But ever since his sister was born, Fuyuki had become fond of running to her room just to see her.

It made her, as a mother, feel a bit jealous!

"Hanabi is number one in the world!" Fuyuki declared with righteous indignation, making a statement that sounded somewhat perverted.

What was wrong with being good to Hanabi? If he didn't favor her properly, and she ended up being snatched away by Konohamaru, he wouldn't even have a place to cry.

He didn't oppose Hinata and Naruto, but he was dead set against any marriage between Hanabi and Konohamaru—he opposed it with all five limbs!

If Konohamaru dared to try, Fuyuki would dare to kick him into next week.

"Young Master Fuyuki, the Clan Head has a matter to discuss with you."

Hyuga Natsumi had been waiting outside the mistress's door for some time. Fuyuki paused, confused. "Isn't Father busy with the ledgers right now? What could he want with me?"

Beyond their primary occupation as ninjas, the Hyuga Clan had developed many side businesses over the millennia. The Clan Head spent every day occupied with these ventures; auditing accounts, counting money, and arranging work all required his personal approval.

"I wouldn't know, Young Master. The Clan Head did not disclose the details to me."

Guided by Natsumi, Fuyuki arrived at the main hall of the Main Branch. Hinata, who should have been in class, was sitting to one side with a well-behaved expression. Hyuga Hiashi sat in the seat of honor, his face a mask of his usual stoicism. Once Natsumi exited the hall, Hiashi spoke: "For the next few days, you are excused from afternoon classes. Go to the forest behind the Hokage Rock; the Third Hokage will be teaching you some things."

"Remember, maintain your manners and your image. Do not bring shame upon the Hyuga Clan!"

When mentioning manners and image, Hyuga Hiashi specifically glanced at Hinata. Clearly, this was meant for her ears alone. As for Fuyuki? That little brat didn't know the meaning of fear; if he didn't leave the Third Hokage speechless, it would be a miracle. He wasn't worried about Fuyuki shaming the clan at all.

Fuyuki's expression froze, and he replied, "Understood!"

Hinata, who had nearly been reduced to a whimpering mess by that glare, quickly added, "Yes, Father."

"Very well, you may go to class now!"

Having finished his instructions, Hiashi had no time to waste with the twins; he still had to return to the accounting office to crunch numbers.

"So, we were the ones chosen to go to the forest."

Fuyuki frowned in confusion. As a slacker who had eavesdropped on the entire conversation, he knew the Third Hokage intended to provide private instruction to members of the Hyuga Clan as a gesture of gratitude.

However, Fuyuki hadn't expected that the ones chosen for this training wouldn't be Chunin or Special Jonin, but himself and his sister.

If one ignores the likes of Hashirama, Madara, Sasuke, and Naruto, being a ninja was a profession that relied on micro-management. Having a veteran Kage-level powerhouse provide personal guidance was an event worth celebrating with a feast for any ninja.

"Sister Hinata, did the Clan Head scold you?"

Hardly two steps out of the hall, Neji appeared from the bushes, full of worry, fussing over Hinata like a doting older brother.

"Tch."

Fuyuki clicked his tongue in annoyance. He and Hinata looked exactly alike, yet this die-hard sister-con treated him with cold, rigid formality, only to transform into the world's best brother the moment he was around Hinata, terrified she might be unhappy.

Ugh, what a sister-con. Truly terrifying!

At three in the afternoon, following Hiashi's instructions, Fuyuki and Hinata arrived early behind the Hokage Rock to wait for the Third Hokage. Their personal maids, Natsumi and Fei, accompanied the two heirs to ensure no intruders bothered them.

Fuyuki was no stranger to the Hokage Rock; he often snuck out of the house to practice his Summoning Technique here. Besides, this was arguably the most scenic spot in Konoha, offering a panoramic view of the entire village.

Seeing that the Third Hokage had not yet arrived, Fuyuki took Hinata and the two maids to a stream in the woods, intending to rest for a while. However, an uninvited guest had appeared at the stream, which was usually deserted!

A boy with spiky yellow hair and six distinctive whisker-like marks on his cheeks sat there, looking bored as he fished with a handmade rod. Judging by the empty bucket beside him, the idiot was clearly fishing without any bait.

The fish in this stream are notoriously stupid; just dipping a toe in is enough to get a bite.

But that isn't the point; the point is—

"Tornado Kick to EZ's Head!"

Fuyuki leaped into the air and kicked Uzumaki Naruto straight into the rushing current of the stream.

Caught off guard by the sudden ambush, Naruto tumbled directly into the water, letting out a series of strange wails before being swept away by the current in an instant.

The violent assault happened in a flash, leaving Hinata, Natsumi, and Feifei all staring in stunned silence, unable to fathom what Fuyuki was doing.

"Phew, the team fight can be lost, but the blondie must die!" Fuyuki exhaled after landing on the ground.