"Big brother, put me down. I'm dirty," Konan said anxiously.
Hyuga Shin said nothing. He controlled his Fire Style chakra and enveloped Konan, drying her clothes with the heat.
Drying soaked clothes with Fire Style chakra without setting them alight required incredibly precise chakra control. It was something most people would find difficult to do.
Feeling her clothes turn dry, Konan stared in amazement. "Big brother, are you a ninja?"
Hyuga Shin smiled but said nothing. Holding Konan, he headed toward the inn.
"Big brother, you must be a god! A god sent from the heavens to save me." Seeing how not a single raindrop fell on her despite the torrential downpour, Konan spoke softly.
Then Konan found a comfortable spot in Hyuga Shin's arms and promptly fell into a deep sleep.
Konan had barely slept well in days. For one thing, the rain was so heavy that she couldn't sleep at all. For another, she was afraid to sleep, terrified that once she did, she might never wake up again.
During her days as a wanderer, she had seen many people fall asleep and never wake again.
Looking at Konan's serene sleeping face, Hyuga Shin smiled.
In the original story, Konan met Yahiko and began her tragic life. Perhaps if she hadn't met Yahiko back then, her life might have been even more tragic.
But now she had met Hyuga Shin. He swore to himself that unless he died, no one would ever be able to hurt Konan.
If he had to compare her to someone, Konan was like Ran Mouri from Detective Conan: she always gave selflessly and never asked for anything in return. It was impossible to dislike someone like that; she only made people feel protective of her.
When he returned to the inn, Nawaki was