A Conversation with Hyuga Hiashi

Koki's calm face remained undisturbed, but he let out a soft sigh and gripped Nagato's hand tightly.

"How could you think like that? The only reason I chose to leave was because my mission was complete. Besides, I'm not originally from the Land of Rain, and it wouldn't be appropriate for me to stay here any longer."

Upon hearing Nagato, Nagato stared blankly at Koki, a faint light gradually appearing in his previously dim eyes.

"So... you're not tired of me?" Nagato's voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of uncertainty and caution.

Koki nodded without hesitation, her gaze sincere, "I absolutely don't dislike you."

He secretly thought to himself, who wouldn't like such an obedient person?

Upon hearing this, Nagato slowly lowered her eyes, a gentle smile passing by, yet the gentleness itself was tinged with a hint of desolation.

Koki gently patted Nagato's shoulder and said softly, "Don't worry, I know you don't want to go to Konoha, so I'll come here to visit you often."

Then, he frowned slightly and gave instructions with a concerned expression.

"Also, you absolutely must not overuse those special eyes. Frequent use will place an enormous burden on your Chakra, and the consequences will be unimaginable."

"After all, you are still in the growth and development stage, so you must be careful to avoid overworking yourself. You should practice other Ninjutsu more often, and at the same time, try to maintain a positive and optimistic attitude so that you can better cope with the various challenges you may encounter in the future."

He knew the immense power contained within the Rinnegan, but he also clearly understood the heavy burden that this power brought.

The Rinnegan can be considered a sublimated form of the Sharingan after its evolution to its ultimate state.

Whenever a raging fire ignites in one's heart, its power multiplies.

Nagato's loss of control is inextricably linked to these mysterious and powerful eyes.

"Okay, I'll follow your arrangements." Nagato nodded slightly in agreement.

He himself noticed that there was something unusual about those eyes.

Each time the Rinnegan is activated, the person immediately becomes energetic and radiant. However, at the same time, the mind involuntarily becomes heated, and emotions easily become impulsive and irritable.

Looking back on when I used the Rinnegan, I realized that because I hadn't thought things through, it led to some irreversible consequences.

Looking back now, if a ninja lost his composure and rationality, he would face an extremely dangerous situation.

Therefore, from now on, we must be even more careful and cautious in using these terrifying eyes.

Konan held Koki's hand tightly, her voice trembling slightly with emotion. "Koki, don't leave us..."

Her eyes were brimming with tears, filled with reluctance.

"Oh dear... Konan, don't cry! Believe me, when you grow up, you'll definitely grow into a beautiful girl!"

Koki gently stroked Konan's soft hair, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of tears glistening in Yahiko's eyes.

Yahiko noticed Koki's gaze and quickly lowered his head, unwilling to show his vulnerable side to others.

He did his best to control his emotions, which were about to overflow.

Seeing this scene and recalling the fates of the three, Koki sighed. These young and brave children could have shone brightly like the dawn breaking through the darkness, illuminating the entire sky.

Unfortunately, fate played a cruel trick on them, and one by one they fell in the pre-dawn light.

"Yahiko, I promise you, and you all must promise me too, that we will grow Akatsuki strong and powerful, that we will become 'gods' and end this era of war."

The Akatsuki has enormous potential; they can change the world.

"Okay, stop crying, I believe in you!"

"Koki, don't worry, we will definitely work hard and won't let you down."

Finally, after countless days and nights of waiting and anticipation, Konoha welcomed the dawn of peace.

Hiruzen Sarutobi Jiraiya stood at the village entrance to welcome Jiraiya, who was returning in triumph.

To celebrate this hard-won victory, Konoha held an unprecedented grand celebration.

The cannons roared in the air, bursting into colorful blooms; the colorful petals fluttered down like snowflakes.

The streets of Konoha instantly transformed into a sea of joy, with people cheering and shouting with excitement.

The joyful sounds coalesced into a deafening roar that echoed across the square for a long time.

The villagers of Konoha were completely immersed in this joy, their faces beaming with happiness.

Everyone was incredibly excited and thrilled by the arrival of peace; at this moment, all the suffering and hardship seemed to have vanished.

Even the usually serious and aloof ninjas finally let go of their heavy burdens at this moment.

They hugged and high-fived each other, fully enjoying the peaceful moment.

However, behind this celebratory scene lie many untold stories of hardship.

On a high-rise building along Konoha Avenue, Hyuga Hiashi stood quietly by the railing.

His gaze slowly swept over the laughing and playing crowd below, and a barely perceptible hint of cold mockery flashed in his pale pupils.

The heavy burden of the Hyuga Clan's fate weighed on him, almost suffocating him, and every time he thought of it, he felt immense sorrow; the future of Konoha was even more shrouded in mist, causing him great anxiety and making it difficult for him to see the road ahead.

What is particularly ironic is that Hizashi, who sacrificed everything for the peace of Konoha, has his name abandoned in a dark corner, destined to be buried forever in the dust of history.

Hizashi selfless and fearless dedication goes unnoticed, the honor he deserves goes unappreciated, and he is even likely to be misunderstood and maliciously slandered by others.

Thinking of this, Hiashi's chest was filled with anger, but also with a deep sense of powerlessness.

The world has been so unfair to him and his people!

"What a tremendous irony! True heroes fail to receive the glory they deserve, instead fading into obscurity and even suffering unwarranted insults!"

Just then, a strange and abrupt voice suddenly rang out, Hyuga Hiashi turned his head sharply.

As far as the eye could see, Uchiha Kōki easily bypassed the guarding ninjas and was slowly walking towards him step by step.

Hiashi quickly raised his hand to stop the guards around him from rushing forward, then stared intently at Koki in front of him and asked in a serious tone, "Uchiha Kōki, what are you doing here?"

Hiashi had a very deep impression of this genius from the Uchiha Clan, who was also one of the targets of Danzo's conspiracy to persecute him.

His eyes betrayed a hint of wariness and suspicion.

However, thinking of the suffering of the Uchiha Clan and the sacrifice of Hizashi, Hiashi felt a sense of empathy.

He couldn't help but sigh softly, releasing all the resentment deep within him about the unfair arrangement of fate with that sigh.

Koki slowly turned her body, her gaze sweeping over her surroundings.

After a moment, he raised his head and softly suggested, "Hyuga, may I have a word with you in private?"

Normally, given Hiashi's cautious and prudent nature, he would most likely politely decline and avoid such an abrupt request.

But today, perhaps because of the resonance that had just been stirred in his heart, or for some other reason that he himself could not explain, Hiashi nodded without hesitation and agreed.

Please!

The two walked side by side in silence, creating a particularly subtle atmosphere.

Before long, they entered a quiet and peaceful room together. As soon as they stepped inside, a delicate and refreshing aroma of tea wafted into their nostrils.

Hiashi walked gracefully Earth Flow his seat and sat down.

Her bright, piercing eyes were fixed on Koki standing before her. "In Konoha, no one has dared to lay a finger on me. So, just say what you need to say without any hesitation!"