Still Have to Make a Move

Kawaki Aoba considered himself a very polite person; at the very least, he had used the word "please," and he hadn't put on an arrogant, overbearing attitude like the two Hyuga Clan dogs before him.

Kawaki Aoba had extended his greatest goodwill toward the pair, but the two men standing before him clearly did not see it that way.

Upon hearing Kawaki Aoba's words clearly, the two Hyuga Clan chunin looked as if they had seen a ghost; they could not believe what they were hearing was real.

This mixed-blood mongrel before them actually dared to speak to them in such a rebellious manner.

"Kawaki Aoba, what did you just say? How dare you speak to us like that?" One of the Hyuga chunin was incensed, looking as though he might strike at any moment to teach Kawaki Aoba an unforgettable lesson.

"Uh, was I not clear enough? Then let me say it again: you two are blocking my front door, so could you please get lost?" Kawaki Aoba's tone was very calm, but the words he spoke were enough to ignite anyone's fury.

That was right; he was doing it on purpose.

Kawaki Aoba was toying with them, provoking them. Did he gain anything from this? No, but there was no harm in it either—well, to be precise, after his Byakugan had been exposed, things had already reached a point where they couldn't possibly get any worse.

Since the situation had already reached its nadir, was there any need for Kawaki Aoba to endure anything further? Should he continue to wrong himself, hoping for a turning point that he knew was too slim to ever arrive? There was absolutely no need for that.

Wishful thinking was something that only needed to happen once.

"What? By the looks of it, you two want to make a move? Attacking a Hidden Leaf Village ninja within the village—could it be that you are spies from an enemy village?" Before the two Hyuga ninjas could speak again or strike, Kawaki Aoba took the initiative, pinning a heavy accusation directly onto them.

"Bastard."

"Are you blind? How could we, ninjas of the Hyuga Clan, be spies from an enemy village?"

The two spoke almost simultaneously. One man's face turned the color of liver, and the veins on the other's forehead bulged—note that this was not a sign of activating the Byakugan, but purely from being enraged.

The two reacted violently, but Kawaki Aoba's reaction was even more intense.

Long before they had started cursing, Kawaki Aoba had already used the Body Flicker Technique to retreat a long distance, drawing the brand-new kunai he had just acquired and assuming a combat stance.

"Still trying to quibble? The Hyuga are a top-tier noble clan of the Hidden Leaf. Even when dealing with ordinary villagers, they don't usually put on airs, yet your reactions are clearly different. Hmph, you think you can fool us Hidden Leaf ninjas with such cheap tricks? Tell me, how exactly did you fake those two white eyeballs in your sockets?"

Without any intention of stopping, Kawaki Aoba's initial goal was to place himself on the moral high ground—that is to say, he had to be the one in the right. Only then, given his current standing, would he have the qualifications to maneuver against the Hyuga.

It was this statement, packed with a massive amount of information, that left the two Hyuga ninjas speechless.

Kawaki Aoba was right. As a noble clan of the Hidden Leaf, the Hyuga family rules were extremely strict. When dealing with outsiders, whether they were from the main house or the branch house, Hyuga clansmen were required to maintain sufficient decorum.

But that was only something they showed when dealing with outsiders.

Clearly, these two Hyuga chunin had never considered Kawaki Aoba, who had Hyuga blood flowing through his veins, as an outsider from the very beginning—though that was hardly a good thing.

The Hyuga Clan was a family that perfectly embodied the phrase "bullying their own."

It was precisely because of this quality that the two Hyuga chunin before him were so unscrupulous in blocking his front door.

And this, too, was something not entirely terrible that Kawaki Aoba had managed to grasp in the worst of circumstances.

One had to know that the Hyuga Clan's rules could not be applied to him; after all, his registration in the Hidden Leaf Village was that of a genuine civilian ninja.

Forcibly abducting a civilian ninja with the potential of a jonin within the Hidden Leaf Village was impossible, even for a noble clan like the Hyuga. Did they really think the Third Hokage was dead?

"Hmph, what a sharp-tongued brat."

"Brat, stop spouting useless nonsense here. You have awakened the Byakugan, which makes you a member of our Hyuga Clan. This is a private matter for our clan, and even the Hokage will not meddle in such trivialities."

Although these two ninjas were a bit foolish, their intelligence had clearly improved after their initial setback.

Kawaki Aoba could think of these things, and through his words, it was not hard for them to guess his intentions.

"You had better come back with us to see the elders first. As for the Hokage, the Clan Head will go to explain things himself."

"Kid, to dare slander us as spies from an enemy village—now we shall let you see whether our Byakugan is fake or not."

The two Hyuga ninjas reached a consensus at this moment, simultaneously activating their Byakugan, prepared to take Kawaki Aoba down right here.

Kawaki Aoba was right about one thing: even as a noble clan of the Hidden Leaf, they could not brazenly capture an ordinary civilian ninja within the village at will.

Furthermore, they did not have that right.

But the Kawaki Aoba before them was special; he was the brat the elders had specifically instructed them to bring back, even if it meant using violent means.

As long as they brought him back to the Hyuga Clan, and as long as he had truly awakened the Byakugan, they could define this nasty incident as a family matter during their negotiations with the village.

In that case, surely even the Hokage would have nothing to say.

The two Hyuga chunin's thoughts were simple: strictly complete the mission the elders had given them, never once considering whether they would be sacrificed as a scapegoat for the Third Hokage if an accident occurred.

"So, in the end, it still comes down to strength." After a sigh, Kawaki Aoba quickly used the Body Flicker Technique to dodge the pincer attack of their Gentle Fist one after another.

Kawaki Aoba used the Body Flicker Technique to dodge back and forth, moving away from his own doorway, while the two pursued him relentlessly with Gentle Fist. Once they had retreated a certain distance, a smile curled onto the corners of Kawaki Aoba's mouth.

"That's enough. The traces of this battle are now enough to prove that you two were the ones who attacked first."

Whether it was an active attack or passive defense under duress was a very important matter for Kawaki Aoba, who was still weak in strength.

However, since the necessary traces had been left behind, he would now proceed to seriously deal with these two "loyal dogs" of the Hyuga Clan.

"Way of Destruction No. 4: White Lightning."

Kawaki Aoba's lips curled upward slightly. As a transmigrator, how could he not have a standard-issue golden finger?