“Hey!
System!
Don’t play dead with me!”
Hinata called out frantically in her mind.
“You just said that after reaching 100% on the first template, the second template will be automatically drawn.
So give me a spoiler—what kind of characters are in the pool for this second template?
Is there a pity system?”
[System: This system’s pool covers top-tier combat units from all over the multiverse.
Draws rely entirely on the host’s luck; there is no pity system.]
“No pity system?!”
Hinata sat cross-legged on her soft tatami mat and almost jumped up in rage.
“You predatory system!
What if my luck turns terrible in the future and I draw some weird, bizarre template?”
Hinata rubbed her chubby little chin, her brows furrowing tightly, her delicate face filled with worry.
“Whatever happens, never let me draw Saitama-sensei’s template!”
“Though the ‘Caped Baldy’ single-punch invincibility is undeniably awesome—where taking down Uchiha Madara would just be one punch—the price is way too agonizing.
I don’t want to turn into a shiny, blindingly bald head…”
Muttering under her breath, Hinata hopped off the bed barefoot and ran to the full-length mirror in the corner of the room.
She looked at the exquisitely adorable little loli in the mirror with smooth, deep-blue short hair.
She couldn’t help but reach out with her two fair, tender hands, slicking all her hair straight back and flattening it forcefully, trying to imagine what she would look like bald.
“Hmm…
wait?”
Hinata looked herself over in the mirror from side to side, blinking her brilliant, pale-blue eyes.
“It seems…
even if I were bald, my facial features are still top-tier?”
A strikingly sleazy grin suddenly tugged at the corners of Hinata’s mouth, her eyes shining brightly.
“Pairing this world-class loli face with a bald head…
wouldn’t that carry a kind of otherworldly, ascetic beauty?
When I grow up, could this extreme contrast end up attracting a ton of pretty girls with very specific preferences?”
“Hehehe…
the Bald Loli Route is superior after all!”
Just as Hinata was frantically fantasizing in front of the mirror about her grand future harem, drool almost dripping from her mouth—
Hummm—
The sleazy grin on Hinata’s face froze instantly.
Within the 360-degree, dead-angle-free absolute perception field of her Six Eyes, three extremely covert yet wildly erratic lightning-attribute chakra signatures burst into her range without warning!
Hinata instantly snapped out of her silly mood.
A cold, sharp gleam flickered across her pale-blue eyes in the dim room.
It was already late at night.
The fresh snowfall had just stopped, and the night sky over Konoha was shrouded by dense clouds.
Outside, there was only the rustling sound of the cold wind blowing through the treetops in the courtyard.
“This texture of chakra…”
Hinata narrowed her eyes slightly, her brain processing data like a supercomputer.
“This is definitely not Konoha shinobi chakra!
Konoha’s Anbu have nothing like this rough, wild lightning-attribute aura.
This feeling…
could it be…”
Memories of the original Naruto plot from her past life parted the fog in her mind like a bolt of lightning.
“Envoys from Kumogakure?!”
“Right!
Counting the timeline, it happens right around now!
Those shameless scumbags from Kumogakure used signing a peace treaty as a cover to come to Konoha, but in reality, they’re here to steal the Hyūga clan’s Byakugan!”
Outside the courtyard.
Three dark figures glided soundlessly along the shadows of the corridor like ghosts.
“Boss, are you sure it’s here?”
“The intel from our mole can’t be wrong.
This is the courtyard of the current Hyūga clan head, Hyūga Hiashi.
Sleeping in that room is his eldest daughter, Hyūga Hinata.”
The lead dark figure stared greedily at Hinata’s paper shoji door, chuckling softly under his breath.
“As long as we take her back to Kumogakure, with her pure Main House lineage, it’ll only take a few years for her to breed a Byakugan unit for Kumogakure!”
“Heheh, those naive fools in Konoha actually thought we were here to sign some damn peace agreement,” the third dark figure chimed in mockingly.
“Once we get the Byakugan, we withdraw overnight!
What can Konoha do to us then?”
Inside the room, thanks to the terrifying auditory sensitivity of her Six Eyes, Hinata heard every single word of their conversation with absolute clarity.
Holy crap!
It really is those Kumogakure scumbags!
Hinata cursed violently in her head.
You want to take me back to breed the Byakugan?
Breed your grandma!
I’m a pure, true man on the inside!
Once I reach Kumogakure, forget breeding the Byakugan—I’ll pluck out every single hair on your Raikage’s head first and turn him into a male-pattern baldness victim ahead of time!
Anger aside, Hinata’s mind remained exceptionally calm.
What should I do?
Shout out loud right now and bring old man Hiashi over?
Hinata rubbed her chin, pacing back and forth on the spot.
No!
If I shout now, old man Hiashi will definitely slap them to death with one palm.
But following that disgusting political compromise from the original story, Kumogakure will definitely turn around and accuse Konoha instead, using it as leverage to pressure Konoha into handing over the killer.
In the end, Uncle Hizashi will still have to take the fall and die!
Neji was just branded with the Caged Bird today.
If his dad dies right in front of him tonight, won’t that huge bowl of chicken soup for the soul I poured down his throat out in the snow today be completely wasted?!
The look in Hinata’s eyes instantly turned razor-sharp.
She slapped her thigh, making up her mind on the spot.
Since you want to kidnap me, I’ll just play along!
I’d like to see how you plan on escaping Konoha!
Once we’re outside Konoha’s barrier and out of the old man’s line of sight, I’ll beat the absolute crap out of you with my fists!
Then I’ll destroy the evidence—no body, no crime!
No sooner said than done.
Hinata pounced like a hungry tiger, rolling straight back into her soft bedding and wrapping herself into a pink little caterpillar with the thick quilt.
She closed her eyes tightly, slowed her breathing, and feigned being fast asleep.
Outside the door.
“Move.” The lead ninja made a hand signal.
Pfft—
An extremely faint sound echoed.
A pinhole-sized puncture was poked through the paper shoji door.
A long, slender, hollow bamboo tube slid in silently.
Huuu—
A waft of white smoke with a faint, sweet, metallic scent was slowly blown into the room through the tube, rapidly dispersing into the air.
“A specialized potent knockout gas.
Just one small breath will knock out even elite Konoha Anbu for three days and three nights,” the ninja outside sneered under his breath.
“Using it on a three-year-old girl is a complete waste of resources.”
Meanwhile, inside the room.
Facing the knockout gas spreading to her pillow, Hinata almost burst out laughing under her blanket.
That’s it?
Trying to knock me out with this kind of cheap chemical weapon?
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Those toxin particles, invisible to the naked eye, seemed to hit an absolute wall of sighs existing within infinite space less than a millimeter from Hinata’s nasal passage.
No matter how the knockout gas churned, it couldn’t advance a single fraction of a millimeter, ultimately sliding off the invisible barrier to the side.
Hinata didn’t inhale a single speck of the poison gas.
To make her act convincing, she even opened her tiny mouth on purpose and let out a gentle little snore: “Huuu…
huuu…”
“Time’s up.
The gas took effect.
In!”
The door latch was silently picked open by a sharp blade, and the three dark figures darted into the room like hunting wolves.
By the faint moonlight filtering through the clouds, they saw Hinata sleeping soundly on her futon.
“Got her!”
A flash of wild joy crossed the lead Kumogakure ninja’s eyes.
He lunged forward in one stride, yanked back the blanket without a shred of courtesy, and roughly hoisted Hinata’s tiny body up.
Holy crap!
Be gentle, damn it!
If you leave red marks on my tender, flawless skin, I’m chopping your paws off later!
Hinata raged internally, but on the surface, she remained limp and allowed herself to be handled, her body hanging uselessly like a wet noodle.
“Quick, put her in the sack!
A Konoha patrol could pass by at any moment!”
A coarse cloth sack radiating a heavy stench of dirt and sweat was thrown over her head.
Hinata’s vision went dark as she was stuffed firmly into the sack, the opening tied shut tightly.
Urgh—did this trash sack store pigs before?!
Why does it stink so bad!
Suppressing her urge to gag, Hinata quickly dialed her Limitless Technique to maximum, completely blocking out the foul odor inside the bag.
“Let’s go!
Use Earth Release!
Travel underground to bypass the strongest point of Konoha’s barrier!”
One of the ninjas slung the sack containing Hinata onto his broad shoulder.
“Earth Release: Underground Movement!”
Accompanied by an extremely low, cold shout, the three Kumogakure ninjas shrouded themselves in dense Earth-attribute chakra.
Carrying Hinata, they plunged straight through the hard wooden floorboards like divers hitting water, speeding underground toward the weakest section of Konoha’s barrier.
Heavy jolting sensations came from all directions.
Though Hinata was packed inside a pitch-black sack, it didn’t affect the panoramic x-ray vision of her Six Eyes in the slightest.
She could clearly see herself traveling rapidly dozens of meters underground, the surrounding earth pushed aside by the Earth Release chakra, rushing backward like flowing water.
Their speed is pretty fast.
These guys aren’t weak—they’re at least Special Jōnin level.
Hinata mentally evaluated the enemy’s combat strength inside the bag.
However, immediately following that, a massive, terrifying question suddenly surfaced in her mind.
Something is off…
Hinata frowned slightly in the darkness, a cold glint of confusion flashing across her pale-blue eyes.
How on earth did these Kumogakure scumbags infiltrate the Hyūga compound in the first place?
Logically speaking, the outer perimeter of the Hyūga compound is under tight, round-the-clock patrol by Branch House members.
Even though it’s late at night, with the Byakugan’s terrifying 360-degree vision and powerful x-ray capabilities, even a single mosquito carrying chakra flying in should be locked onto instantly!
Not to mention these guys lingered outside my courtyard for so long—whispering, blowing knockout gas, picking the door lock…
Why was there zero reaction from the patrolling Branch House ninja?
Why didn’t old man Hiashi—a clan head who stays alert year-round—notice anything strange either?
Hinata’s brain rapidly analyzed the possibilities.
Was the barrier compromised?
Impossible.
I didn’t feel any chakra fluctuations from a shattered barrier just now.
If it isn’t an issue with the barrier…
then that only leaves one explanation: did blind spots open up inside the Hyūga clan’s defensive line?
Or…
did someone intentionally leak the patrol blind spots and route schedules for tonight to Kumogakure?!