If Nothing Had Happened

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Hyuga Tamamo asked again. At this point, she could no longer maintain that detached expression and instead seemed somewhat embarrassed and angered.

In her eyes, Uchiha Shin was acting strangely today—extremely strangely.

Shin looked at her and chuckled. "What if I told you that one day, Hyuga Tenin could come back to life, and that none of what happened in the past ever happened? What if you could treat everything you're experiencing now as nothing more than a dream? What would you do?"

Hyuga Tamamo's pupils suddenly contracted, shock appearing on her face. She rarely showed such obvious emotion, much less an expression that nearly made her lose composure.

"Crazy. You must be crazy. Something like that... how could something like that be possible? No, there isn't even a hypothetical possibility. What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Nonsense in a dream?" Shin murmured softly. "Perhaps it is." "When I first came to this world, when I was still very young, I was terrified. I never met my parents in this life. I heard they died fighting the Senju. I was raised by my uncle from childhood—Uchiha Tajima, you know, Uchiha Madara's old man."

Hyuga Tamamo regained her composure and remained silent at Shin's sudden change of subject. She had already decided that Shin was not in his right mind, and she merely took his strange phrasing as one of his own problems.

They called it being raised, but I rarely saw Uchiha Tajima. Every day, he only gave me two meals. The ones I saw most often were Madara and Izuna. A lot happened later, but I won't go into it. You probably wouldn't care to hear it anyway.

When I was young, I was terrified. I once cursed why I had come