Everyone would inevitably look for something to do when they had nothing better to occupy themselves with. And since they had already stepped beyond the bounds of ordinary people, it was only natural that something like this would happen in the end.
It was not that doing this was bad, but Hinata was scared. If someone failed to hold back their strength, and everyone happened to have the worst possible luck and fell to the absolute lowest point...
Then there would be no "then."
The Dawn Organization, renowned throughout the ninja world, would vanish just like that. "Game over."
By then, even if she truly ended up in the underworld, the realm of the dead, hell, or somewhere like that, she would not even have a place to cry.
So this could not go on. The best solution was to find something to do.
But this was a special time. If they revealed even the slightest trace of themselves in the ninja world, they might draw the attention of every faction.
Wouldn't that mean voluntarily stepping onto the crest of the storm once again?
Hinata had a terrible headache over it.
Come to think of it, she truly envied Passerby A and Huimina.
Those two were far too quiet. They simply did their own things, diligently and properly.
They did not have to worry about anything, and in this underground space, they could not possibly do anything that made Hinata feel endangered.
She muttered softly, "It seems my plan to recuperate here for a while won't work."
But what exactly should they do?
Hinata fell into thought again.
But she soon halted, as though she had come up with an idea.
If there was something that would neither attract the attention of the various powers in the ninja world nor