Chapter 17: A Little Seed

“Brother Neji!”

When Neji returned from Konoha Forest, Hanabi was already standing at the door waiting.

As soon as they met, she waved her hands to say hello.

“Hanabi.”

Neji walked over, patted her on the head, and opened the door.

Since the first time, Hanabi has come here every three to five times. He has become familiar with it several times, and he has no restraint, so he enters the door naturally and sits down at the entrance.

“Brother Neji, I practiced acupuncture acupuncture all afternoon today. I feel that I have made a lot of progress, but there are still a little unfamiliar things. I will ask you later.”

“good.”

Neji eats dinner first as usual, and chats with Hanabi while eating.

Talking about it, most of them are some of the tasks he has done. Since the last Sand Shinobi, Guy has also started to let the third team do some combat tasks.

Neji naturally took the opportunity to practice taking off acupuncture and acupuncture points in actual combat, and the effect was remarkable, much better than piercing Wooden Golem in the yard.

Up to now, his flying needle has been able to hit some ninjas who are not particularly fast, and it can be said that he has made rapid progress.

Hanabi, on the other hand, is very interested in the enemies Neji encountered during the mission and the battle process, and always pesters Neji to tell her.

“…Then we took back the loot and the mission was successfully completed.”

As Neji finished another mission experience, Hanabi also showed a satisfied look.

Immediately, she held her small chin in melancholy, and her eyes flashed with envy: “Brother Neji, I really want to go to the ninja school to study, and then graduate to pick up the task.”

“You are the heir to the patriarch.”

According to the rules of the Hyuga clan, the heirs of the patriarch will not go to the ninja school. The elders of the Hyuga clan teach at home.

Similarly, the heir will neither go to school, nor will he join any ninja team and become Genin.

This is for safety reasons. You know, Genin is the one with the greatest chance of death among ninjas. Even if it is not the time of war, Genin’s casualty rate is equally astonishing.

As the saying goes, “the son of a daughter does not sit down.” As the heir of a famous family, when Genin goes to the village for a mission, the risk is undoubtedly too great. And it’s also easy to be targeted by some caring people-there are so many forces that covet the secrets of Byakugan.

Therefore, Hanabi, as the heir, is destined not to follow the conventional upgrade route of “Ninja School-Genin-Chūnin” like Neji and other ninjas.

Having said that, this is also the performance of Hanabi being determined as the heir of the clan. On the other hand, the eldest lady Hinata does not enjoy this treatment. She should go to school and go to school. After graduation next year, she will become a Genin subordinate under Jōnin, just like other ninjas.

“What good is the heir…” Hanabi murmured, but immediately shook his head. As the heir, I really shouldn’t say such a thing.

“Okay, let’s practice.” Neji got up to the Wooden Golem, “You type out the areas of doubt and show me.”

“Um!”

Hanabi jumped down from the hallway and began to practice the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms in earnest.

Looking at her actions, Neji actually benefited a lot.


He knows that Hanabi’s Gentle Fist is taught by the elders and chiefs of the clan. These people have practiced Gentle Fist for decades, and they must have their own uniqueness.

After passing on these unique qualities to Hanabi, Hanabi practiced in front of Neji, and Neji could also learn a lot of essence. It can be said that instead of thinking that Hanabi often comes to bother him, he is wasting his time. On the contrary, he welcomes Hanabi to come to him to practice.

In this way, two people are learning and progressing from each other.

And since the last time the elder Zonghui, no one has come to him again, which also shows that Hanabi has come to practice with him and has obtained the acquiescence of the patriarch Hyuga Hiashi. In this way, Neji doesn’t need to worry about anything.

After playing a set, Hanabi looked at Neji: “Brother Neji, can you see it?”

“Well, there are indeed a few places that are very rusty.”

Neji’s current Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms is “Grandmaster level”, and Hanabi’s…if placed in the crimson, it is probably an “entry level” level. The Grandmaster level points to the entry level, and there is still no problem.

Neji pointed out a few problems with her, and then demonstrated the correct way several times by herself. Hanabi listened carefully and followed the drill, unknowingly one hour passed.

“Okay, take a break.”

Neji took out a clean towel from the room to Hanabi, and when she wiped off the sweat on her face, she took out an ice cream and handed it over.

Hanabi happily took it: “Thank you Neji brother.”

The two were sitting under the shade of the big palm tree planted in the corner of the yard, and one was eating ice cream in his hand.

Hanabi whispered the chill in his mouth and secretly tilted his head to look at Neji beside him.

Neji is still dressed in a loose white robe, with a light Eight Trigrams pattern printed on the cuffs. His hair is also longer, falling down and spreading over his chest, hiding a handsome and free face, like a person walking out of the painting, which can be viewed from a distance and not playful.

only……

Neji did not wear the forehead protector at this time, and the conspicuous curse mark was vaguely revealed between the forehead and hair. Hanabi glanced at it, and his shameful mood immediately became heavy.

She bit her lower lip, as if she hadn’t forgotten what her father said before coming here, she couldn’t help asking: “Brother Neji, you actually… hate me very much.”

“Huh?” Neji was a little surprised. “Why do you say that suddenly?”



“…Because I’m from the clan, Neji brother, what you have on your forehead… is what the clan planted…”

“What does that have to do with Hanabi?”

“But! I—”

Before Hanabi finished speaking, there was a warm feeling on his cheek, and Neji stretched out his hand and squeezed it lightly.

“Stop thinking about it, I don’t hate you, nor your sister Hinata.”

“Really?” Hanabi felt a bit of excitement in his heart, feeling hot on the cheeks that Neji had pinched, “That’s good…”

She has always been worried that Neji hates her, and that Neji’s gentleness is just a pretense, a kind of falsehood and conspiracy towards her “heir”.

But now, looking at those clear eyes, she believed that Neji’s brother didn’t lie, and he really didn’t hate her.

As soon as I thought of this, Hanabi immediately relaxed a lot.

“Then Neji brother, do you hate the elder of the clan?”

“Well… Actually, it’s okay.”

“Hey?”

“Hanabi, listen, I don’t particularly hate someone in the clan. What I hate is the branch house system and the rules.” Neji said, “Perhaps we have been taught to obey the rules since we were young. , But if there is a problem with the rules themselves, then by following the rules, isn’t it just doing evil…”



“…”

Hanabi is still young and doesn’t know what to say about this topic.

Fortunately, Neji didn’t mean to discuss with her in depth. He just mentioned something casually and didn’t say more.

The two of them were sitting under the tree quietly eating ice cream, Hanabi looked up at the sky, the bird was flying carelessly in the sky.

What if there is a problem with the rule itself?

She hasn’t been able to understand what Neji’s brother said for the time being, but this is like a small seed that will take root in her heart sooner or later.

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