Would he end up becoming the scapegoat, then get knocked flat by the Justice Judgment Rasengan and become one of Uzumaki Naruto's many defeated foes?
Honestly, he did not like that option.
And generally, what did one need to do at a time like this to keep oneself clean?
Wash up, lie down, and wait? Honestly, Hinata immediately felt a chill run down her spine.
She would rather die.
Just kidding, just kidding...
But Naruto's arrival was indeed something she had to consider.
And honestly, in Hinata's eyes, Naruto was completely the sort who could not do anything right and never left any food behind.
She was not afraid of Naruto doing nothing. What she feared was that even when there was nothing going on, he could somehow stir up a whole pile of trouble. Hinata's head hurt.
In this enormous ninja world, was there really nowhere left where she could take a proper vacation?
She did not dare think any further, afraid that her imagination would keep spiraling out of control.
If all of that really happened, she would not even have anywhere to cry.
But it seemed there was no way to stop him now. She could only take things one step at a time.
Once again, he must really have been out of his mind to choose to kill Mukade back then.
Big brothers, big sisters, this was truly impossible to solve, okay?
After a simple night passed,
The next day, in the very center of Rōran, stood a magnificent palace.
The Queen of Roran sat in a room at its highest point, seemingly looking down upon everything through the window.
Beside her stood a girl who looked to be around fifteen or sixteen.
At this time, the usually aloof Queen would occasionally explain something to the