The Firefly Cave Beneath Rose Lake

It was only later that Kamizuki learned from Hiashi that this was also his mother Hyuga Huayan's favorite place. The name of the lake was as beautiful as the water itself: Rose Lake.

Visiting Rose Lake for the first time, Kamizuki, who had been in a foul mood, felt his inner gloom instantly lighten upon seeing such breathtaking scenery.

He found a large blue stone near the water, sat down facing the lake, and leaned his back gently against the rock, beginning to slowly appreciate the beautiful landscape. As he gazed at the view, his heart gradually calmed.

He did not know how long he had been sitting by the lake, but as the sun gradually set, it cast a pink-and-gold hue over the originally pink water.

He glanced at the setting sun and realized it was getting late, so he prepared to get up and head home. As he stood, he stretched his body, which had grown somewhat numb from sitting for so long.

Just as he finished stretching, whether he stepped on a loose stone or some other reason caused it, he lost his balance and fell straight into the lake.

After falling into the water, Kamizuki's consciousness began to blur; the sensation was much like what he had felt before his previous transmigration.

In the moment before he lost consciousness, he couldn't help but curse inwardly: What the hell! Not again! You idiot author, don't tell me you're going to make me transmigrate a second time!

Author: ...

It is unknown how much time had passed before Kamizuki woke from his stupor, only to find himself in a strange cave.

After taking a brief look at his surroundings, he realized how beautiful the cave was, and his mind was immediately captivated by the scenery.

It was an underground karst cave, with countless Fire Flys living on the ceiling, illuminating the entire cavern like a vast universe.

The cave was filled not only with massive stalactites and strange rocks but also featured wonders like natural stone bridges and caves within caves.

Kamizuki stood up and walked along the edge of the cave, admiring the scenery as he headed toward the center.

After walking for about ten minutes, the view suddenly opened up; it was as if he had stepped into a fairy tale, with stars twinkling everywhere.

Thousands upon thousands of Fire Flys clung to the stalactite walls, like countless shimmering stars sparkling on a dome—a dense, brilliant, and fuzzy galaxy.

The Fire Flys overhead looked like a magnificent diamond necklace, or perhaps a mysterious, ever-changing starry sky.

Being immersed in it made one marvel at the craftsmanship of nature and the beauty of the cave. It made one forget their troubles, and Kamizuki found himself reluctant to leave.

As he walked, Kamizuki suddenly noticed a brilliant golden light emanating from the otherwise fluorescent cave. He followed the direction of the light and discovered it was coming from another cavern.

Driven by curiosity, Kamizuki walked into that cave. As he stepped inside, another golden light hit him, blinding his 24K gold Byakugan.

After a brief period of adjustment, Kamizuki's eyes finally cleared, but when he saw the environment, he was stunned.

Kamizuki couldn't help but complain inwardly: The CGI was so over the top, so why does this cave look so plain?

Author: "Alright! The truth is, I really couldn't think of anything else to write, so this cave ended up being this plain and unremarkable. Fine, stop whining, or the readers will start scolding us for padding the word count. Shh... watch me keep writing."

This cave was indeed plain and unremarkable; it was less than ten square meters in size and contained nothing but a large wooden chest, just big enough to hold a person.

When Kamizuki approached the chest, he noticed some strange patterns carved into it, though he couldn't understand their meaning. The patterns wound around the large chest in overlapping circles.

Kamizuki tried to open the strange wooden chest with his hands, but no matter how hard he pushed, it wouldn't budge.

Just as Kamizuki was about to give up on using brute force and pull his hands back, he failed to notice a tiny cut on his right palm—so small it was invisible to the naked eye—from which two drops of blood had fallen.

By the time Kamizuki pulled his hands back, the tiny cut had healed at an incredible speed, and the two drops of blood had already been absorbed into the large wooden chest.

The moment the blood merged with the chest, Kamizuki's brain felt a jolt, and he passed out once again.

If Kamizuki were awake now, he would surely ask the author: "Do you have a grudge against me? You knock me unconscious at the drop of a hat; can we still play nicely together?"

The author couldn't be bothered to pay attention to this guy. If I want you to faint, you faint! Who cares how you feel!

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