Gaining Help

His already keen visual acuity had been enhanced to an extraordinary degree, and the world before him became clearer and brighter than ever before.

Even without activating the Byakugan, he could take in every detail of the surrounding environment, easily capturing the trajectory of even the smallest objects in the distance.

"This power will gradually merge into your body. As time passes, your physical form will slowly adapt to this pair of high-purity Byakugan."

After hearing what Hamura Otsutsuki said, Hyuga Shinichi felt a wave of dizziness, as if the entire world were shaking. The scene before him began to blur, as if shrouded in a thick fog.

The figure of Hamura Otsutsuki also became distant and illusory.

"Lord Hamura Otsutsuki, will I be able to see you again?"

"Once your Byakugan has successfully evolved and you possess even greater strength and ability, we shall meet again then..."

Hyuga Shinichi struggled to see everything around him, but his vision grew increasingly hazy. As Hamura Otsutsuki finished speaking, he finally lost focus entirely.

He felt as though he were floating in mid-air, without any support or anchor.

This sensation of weightlessness left Hyuga Shinichi unable to control his direction, so he could only close his eyes, unaware of where he would drift.

Until his backside hit the ground, Hyuga Shinichi opened his eyes again to find he had returned to his own mental space, feeling that power within him nourishing his physical body.

It was Yin-Yang chakra! But he couldn't wield it.

So, was the Yin-Yang chakra remodeling him? He had actually received help from Hamura Otsutsuki; no one would believe it if he told them.

Just then, as if sensing his physical body slowly regaining sensation, the mental world instantly dissipated, and his thoughts became clear.

Hyuga Shinichi struggled to open his heavy eyelids. The world before him gradually sharpened; sunlight spilled through the window onto his face, bringing a hint of warmth, while a gentle breeze brushed against his cheeks, making him feel refreshed.

He took a deep breath, and the fresh air entered his lungs through his nasal cavity, nourishing every cell. This feeling was like waking up from a long, chaotic dream; everything seemed so real and beautiful.

"Ah, Brother Shinichi, you're awake!"

Turning his head toward the sound, he saw a small figure with a thick mop of yellow hair standing at the door, holding a wooden basin.

"It's Minato. How did you get here?"

At this moment, a tall figure with a thick mop of white hair also appeared at the door, reaching out to ruffle Minato's yellow hair.

"I met Minato and got to know him after seeing him. Later, I heard in our conversation that you had overused your chakra and needed to rest, so I thought I'd come to check on you. He really is a good kid."

The one speaking was none other than Jiraiya, and the two of them entered the room.

Namikaze Minato gently placed the wooden basin on the floor, then bent down and reached into it, grabbing the towel soaked in hot water. He squeezed the towel firmly, as if trying to wring out all the warmth and comfort contained within.

Following his movements, the water in the towel was gradually squeezed out, dripping into the basin with a crisp sound.

Namikaze Minato carefully felt the texture and temperature of the towel, ensuring it was sufficiently moist without being overly drenched.

Finally, he nodded with satisfaction and handed the wrung-out towel to Hyuga Shinichi with a smile.

The towel radiated heat, and combined with Namikaze Minato's sunny smile, it felt like a small, warm torch, bringing endless peace and relaxation.

"Oh, Minato saw you sleeping soundly as soon as he arrived here. Later, when he saw beads of sweat appearing on your forehead and cheeks, he wanted to prepare a towel to wipe it off for you."

Hyuga Shinichi took the towel, feeling the warmth from it, and a wave of warmth surged in his heart.

"Thank you, Minato."

"Why are you being so polite with me, Brother Shinichi? Hehe."

Namikaze Minato scratched the back of his head and gave a goofy smile.

"How are you feeling, Brother Shinichi? Is there anywhere else in your body that feels uncomfortable?"

"After that sleep, all my fatigue has vanished. I feel like I've returned to my best state now, Brother Jiraiya."

"That's good."

After using the towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead, cheeks, and neck, he walked over to the basin, scooped up a handful of hot water to splash on his face, and then dried it with the towel.

At this moment, Hyuga Shinichi felt refreshed and invigorated, a desire to find someone to spar with rising in his heart.

"By the way, Brother Jiraiya, how long have I been asleep?"

"Just the morning. It's almost time for lunch now."

The three of them chatted as they walked downstairs to the living room. At this time, only Nawaki and Uzumaki Mito were there; Tsunade and Dan Katō seemed to have gone out shopping.

"Ah! Shinichi, you're awake."

"Yes, I feel better than ever. Nawaki, I can satisfy your request for a match this afternoon."

"That's great! Just watch how I beat you down this time!"

Uzumaki Mito took a sip of tea and looked at Hyuga Shinichi. Hyuga Shinichi knew what she meant, so he spoke first.

"Grandmother, I'm fine now. I want to have a match with Nawaki this afternoon, and I also want to guide this child, so would it be alright if we practiced sealing jutsu tomorrow instead?"

"Forget it. You've already memorized most of the sealing jutsu, but you just can't execute them. There's nothing left for me to teach you anyway. Go ahead, don't worry about me."

After Uzumaki Mito finished speaking, she looked at Namikaze Minato, whom Hyuga Shinichi had pulled to his side, and who always wore a gentle smile on his face.

"And is this child your younger brother?"

"Yes, Grandmother. His name is Namikaze Minato."

"Child, come here and let Grandmother have a look."

Uzumaki Mito beckoned Namikaze Minato over, causing Jiraiya to grow anxious.

"Lady Mito, Minato was introduced to me by Hyuga Shinichi as my apprentice; you can't just snatch him away."

"Hyuga Shinichi has already achieved great success and is nearly ready to graduate. I am getting on in years and lack the energy to take on another student. Rest assured, Jiraiya, I simply find this child particularly pleasing to the eye."

After a period of rest and adjustment, Hyuga Shinichi felt fully recovered, so the responsibility of preparing lunch once again fell upon his shoulders.

Meanwhile, Namikaze Minato was chatting happily with everyone in the living room; his gentle and courteous nature made him well-liked by all.

Watching Namikaze Minato laugh and talk with the others, Hyuga Shinichi couldn't help but recall the positive impression Namikaze Minato always left on people in the original story.

He was always so humble, friendly, and helpful, maintaining a smile and politeness regardless of who he faced.

Such qualities made him a popular figure even before he became Hokage.

Just as Hyuga Shinichi was lost in thought, a burst of laughter from the living room interrupted him.

He knew it must have been either Jiraiya or Nawaki, those two clowns, who had said something amusing to make everyone roar with laughter.

Hyuga Shinichi quickened his pace and swiftly finished preparing lunch.

When Hyuga Shinichi walked into the living room carrying the final dish, he saw everyone already gathered around the dining table, waiting to eat.

"Wow! It smells so good!"

Namikaze Minato exclaimed excitedly.

"Haha, you're in for a treat today, kid. Sit down and get ready to eat."

Everyone took their seats and began to enjoy the sumptuous lunch, the atmosphere warm and filled with laughter throughout the meal.