To be honest, it did seem rather unbelievable that instead of spending this so-called nightlife with the rookies, she had chosen to sit here alone, watching the moonlight and enjoying a moment of peace.
But people were still people, and people were, all in all, creatures with far too many thoughts. They were always inexplicable. To describe it with the simplest word—
It was called being sentimental. Yes, sentimental.
It might seem unbelievable, but it really was nothing much.
After coming to her senses, Hinata stood up and headed straight for the Hyuga Clan this time.
Along the way, she thought about many, many things. Perhaps because she had been in that state of having no desires or demands just now.
She had practically shut everything out, so now, all the things she had blocked off came flooding back at once. Honestly, a person's thoughts could turn over a thousand times in an instant.
But they were all trivial matters.
There was no need to mention them.
Besides, in this human world, how many things could truly be considered major events?
Hinata did not know, nor did she wish to know.
In any case, this time, something had truly stirred deep within her heart, and that stirring seemed to signify that something bad was about to happen.
Yet this matter was simply too profound and mysterious.
Mount Myōboku seemed to be a place that never knew night.
It also seemed to be a place that was never desolate or bleak.
It had always seemed to be a paradise for toads.
At this moment, Sage Fukasaku and Sage Shima were each busy with their own affairs.
Then, two toads came bounding over at astonishing speed and arrived before the two Sage of the Toads.
They brought the same message: the