The evening wind sighed. Fukuoka Town lay peaceful and serene, the glow of lanterns spilling across the bluestone streets and lighting the way home.
Boom—
In the center of Fukuoka Town, a tremendous crash drew the townspeople's attention. Looking up, they saw three figures smash through the roof of an izakaya before falling toward the ground like meteors!
Countless chunks of stone and tile shot outward, provoking panicked screams and completely shattering the brief tranquility.
Hyuga Yuto's long hair hung in disarray behind him, and he looked utterly bedraggled, no longer possessing his earlier elegant bearing. The instant he landed, he fled swiftly into the distance!
By now, he had cursed Tobirama Senju's ancestors ten times over for providing such intel. Wasn't there supposed to be only one Uchiha Enkō? Then who was this woman with the Sharingan who had suddenly appeared?
Forget capturing Enkō alive—even whether his Byakugan would be gouged out was uncertain. He had completely lost the will to keep fighting!
Enkō pursued Hyuga Yuto relentlessly. He had sensed something was wrong before leaving; how could the Hyuga Clan suddenly come to surrender for no reason? Yet his senses had indeed detected only one person, so to be safe, he had brought Uchiha Chiri along and asked her to wait in ambush.
He had thought that after depriving the man of his Byakugan, Uchiha Juri's surprise strike from behind would finish him in one blow. Unexpectedly, this young Hyuga Clan head truly was formidable. His reaction speed was astonishing; at the first instant, he expelled massive amounts of chakra from every acupoint in his body, forcibly breaking free from what should have been a fatal strike!
"Big Sis Juri! Don't let him get away!"
Enkō leaped up with his longsword in hand. The blade drew a silver