But naturally, they kept their identities tightly under wraps,
so it was difficult to gather any useful information from them.
So from here on, they could only search for it themselves,
and the only clue they had now was that the Rōran Ruins lay deep within the desert of the Land of Wind.
It certainly would not be easy to find,
but compared to idling around, having something to do was far more interesting.
They would just treat it all as an all-expenses-paid trip.
Hinata had thought it through quite nicely. Thinking back to the Naruto novel she had read in her previous life, finding the Rōran Ruins did not seem all that difficult.
But reality gave Hinata a vicious slap across the face, telling her never to underestimate anything.
There were fewer than ten people in their group. After venturing deep into the desert, they began searching aimlessly.
Along the way, they encountered quite a few desert bandits and the like,
but as far as the eye could see, there was nothing but endless desert.
And now, even worse news had come: they were lost.
Yes, lost.
After a sandstorm, everything had been stripped utterly bare.
Naturally, no one had been hurt,
but they were lost.
It sounded rather ridiculous, but that really was the truth.
If you asked whether Hinata regretted it, she would definitely answer, "Do you have any medicine?"
Ah, I was careless. I didn't dodge.
Young people don't play by the rules.
That was probably how Hinata truly felt.
It also seemed to be teaching Hinata a lesson: young people, you are nothing.
Hinata was helpless. Staring blankly would not accomplish anything,
but as a ninja, even if she was lost, she could still roughly tell the directions.
Hinata waved her hand helplessly. "Follow my