Main House courtyard.
A servant knelt on the ground, wiping the floor with a towel.
Years of serving the Main House had numbed their minds. They only knew how to meticulously finish the work at hand.
A tiny silver mosquito flew out from the shadow behind him, drawing no notice whatsoever.
The mosquito had a clear target. It weaved around various obstacles and flew toward an elegant room in the center.
The door to the room was tightly shut.
The mosquito landed steadily on the door latch. Its body suddenly melted, turning into silver fluid that seeped through the crack.
Its field of vision changed.
The silver fluid seeped through to the other side and transformed back into a metal mosquito.
The room's interior was rather simple.
Other than a low table with a teapot on it, a rather high-end-looking cushion, and a square bed on the right, there was nothing else.
A young man lay on his side atop it, his back facing the door, long black hair scattered across the bed.
As if it had found its target, the mosquito flew toward the sleeping young man.
Outside the walls.
Hyuga Satoru did his best to control his accelerating heartbeat.
A bead of sweat slid down his forehead.
There could not be any mistakes. Once Hyuga Hiashi noticed something unusual, the nearby Branch House guards would certainly become alert and search with their Byakugan.
When that happened, he would have to think carefully about how to explain why he had appeared near the Main House residence.
The mosquito had already flown to the bedside. After hovering for a moment, it landed on the bed beside Hyuga Hiashi's back.
His black hair concealed it here. Even if he sensed something wrong, it would be difficult for him to spot it