manynovel Chapter 298 God said: You are the only one who has a mother?
Chapter 298 God said: You are the only one who has a mother?
But Neji was not angry, nor did he fight back. He just glanced at Hinata Hyuga indifferently, shook off the snow on his clothes, and walked away.
Only the gradually quickening pace exposed the child's inner anxiety.
"it does not matter."
He muttered to himself, looking at the thin layer of calluses on his fingertips.
Neji knew about the caged bird, but he had only heard about it.
"It's okay..."
the child repeated himself, climbing up the wooden corridor and listening to the conversation gradually fade before leaning closer.
"what!!!"
Inside the room, a middle-aged man was holding his head and groaning, veins bulging on his face, and he was in excruciating pain.
Big drops of sweat slid down Hizashi's forehead, and the forehead protector and bandage used to cover the caged bird had long disappeared. Hyuga Hiashi still maintained the posture of using the curse seal, and only raised his eyes to glance at Neji, as if to say: You came at the right time.
"You have to be loyal to the clan, right?"
Hiashi said this to Hizashi, and his ears accurately picked up the affirmative response from his brother's painful screams.
"We have to protect Hinata, right?"
Neji squatted outside the door with his hand covering his mouth. He knew that he could not escape the contempt of the adult Hyuga clan members.
So what if he tried to cover his ears and steal the bell? Fear almost swallowed up all his rationality.
As long as Hinata Hiashi doesn't come over, it can be considered his victory.
Can...
Is it too inhumane to stand idly by and watch your father suffer?
The child still chose to remain silent. He leaned against the wall shamefully, his body covered in cold sweat, unable to even breathe.
Just suffocate to death. Just like this...
"Neji?"
Hinata Hizashi opened the door as if he had just discovered Neji, and just lowered his head to look at his young son.
This is totally different from the Hinata Hizashi in Tsunade's memory.
Don’t you love children?
Maybe the kids standing nearby would think so, but Tsunade didn't think so.
Today, Hinata Hizashi's worry and concern for his children are by no means fake. Rather than taking advantage of his children, it is more like releasing his nature.
The children who are separated from the family are actually the less valued ones and live better.
The more you appear to be under control, the more assured the people above you will be, and the greater your chances of survival will be.
Tsunade pursed her lips, bitterness spreading in her heart. When it reached her lips, she couldn't say a word.
There was no one to talk to, and no words to use.
Like the soil after an autumn rain, it buries the broken leaves and refuses to let go until they are completely rotten.
Perhaps in the distant spring, the bitterness will appear in a completely new form - will it be the emerald green buds, or the delicate flowers?
"Let's go..."
Hizashi spared his gaze, but his body was firmly placed between Neji and Hiashi.
"It's getting late."
"Then Master Hiashi..."
It really sounded strange to call your own brother "sir". Fortunately, it was Hitachi who was called "sir". If it was anyone else, they would be so embarrassed that they would jump into the water.
"We'll leave first."
Hiashi nodded slightly and gave Neji a provocative look, "Four o'clock, don't forget it."
Hizashi still nodded, but the gloominess on his face deepened again and again, but it was just gloom, nothing else.
Let's go, let's go...
As he thought this, he took Neji's hand.
The child's hands are icy cold, and can capture the fresh cold sweat that sticks to the palms of his hands, transmitting the child's already limited warmth into the winter air.
The sun is really reluctant to come out.
The clouds were thick and grey, piled up in the sky. It had clearly snowed, but there was still such a large patch of snow.
The child raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky, but his eyes were empty. He forgot to breathe and the suffocating feeling lingered in his throat. Every moment when the oxygen entered his nasal cavity was frighteningly cold.
Hizashi didn't even look back, but walked forward at his own comfortable pace. Even as a guide dog, he couldn't be considered competent.
But the child followed his father perfectly. He walked forward, turned corners, and was finally stuffed into a room.
Adults and children were sitting in a row. Hizashi, who was sitting in the main seat in the middle, had not come over yet. Hinata was huddled behind the screen, with a slightly larger figure beside her.
It’s time for the child’s mother to dress up, and it’s time for the protagonist to get dressed up.
Neji was led by Hizashi to sit in a suitable position, facing a clock.
Everything around him blurred the moment the child saw the clock, leaving only the noisy noises - he could hear the opening remarks of Rizu sitting down, and the false congratulations from one family after another...
But the only thing clearly visible in the picture was the watch facing the child, as if the only people left in the world were Hyuga Neji and a wall clock that they met by chance.
"This is..."
Uchiha Kenji rubbed his eyes. It seemed that his bloodline disease was not serious enough to make him unable to see anything.
"Fool."
Did the ancestor bring down a dunk of justice for Kenji? His eyes were frighteningly red, and even his body, which was reborn from the Impure World Reincarnation, became hot and fiery with anger and sadness.
I wanted to rush into the screen and kill Hinata completely.
It was normal for a child not to know what was going to happen next, but it was a bit too much for an old man like him not to know. Tsunade behind him was obviously not much better. Uchiha Madara could even vaguely hear the strange sound of the man's joints breaking.
Yes, this is Hyuga Neji’s memory.
What impressed Hyuga Neji the most on that day and during that period of time was this wall clock.
The pointer turned faster and faster, and when it slowed down, it was exactly half past three.
It was still turning, and the noise and bustle around him were gradually fading away, only the heavy breathing of Hinata Hizashi was still beside the boy.
The hour hand points to four, the blur disappears, and it is another space.
A yellow-green Japanese-style room, neatly laid tatami mats, Hyuga tribe members with their faces covered, and rune drawings all over the floor.
The wind and snow were blocked outside the door, but the cold entered effortlessly, attacking the soul instead of the body.
"ha..."
The child's vision was spinning, he was pinned to the ground, and then he let out a sharp cry of pain.
He screamed and struggled - but this tidal movement eventually turned into silence.
Like the sea after a storm, the four-year-old Hyuga Neji fell to the ground, cold sweat seeping through his clothes, a mixture of light and dark, stinging the eyes of everyone present.
There was a blue curse mark on the child's forehead, along with the blue veins, sealing all the dignity that belonged to human beings.
He just tilted his head and didn't move, his eyes no longer focused, just mechanically looking at the calligraphy and painting hanging in the middle of the wall in front of him.
loyalty.
To whom should we be loyal?
Who will be loyal?
The Daimyo said that Konoha was loyal to the Fire Nation.
The Hokage said that the Hinata was loyal to the village.
The main family said: The branch family is a dog.
This is loyalty.
"Is this... a caged bird?"
Even someone as slow-witted as Uzumaki Naruto should have figured it out by now.
He had already seen from Sai and Sasuke that the curse seal was not a good thing.
Things that control and hurt people have always been a means for bad people to torture people. But now, the one who put the curse on a four-year-old child was not someone else, but the child's closest family member.
"That's the elder of Hyuga."
Tsunade glanced at Naruto, and now she felt the urge to tell him something.
"That's him, my grandfather by blood."
Minato Namikaze is an orphan, Kushina has no father or mother, and Uzumaki Naruto grew up alone, with only longing for his family - he has never even doubted how beautiful the word "family" is.
If your loved ones have full sugar and milk cap at Uzumaki Naruto's place, then at Hyuga Neji's place it should be sugar-free, pure sour with more ice.
"Why... do this?"
"Aren't they relatives?"
Even Uchiha Itachi couldn't bring himself to kill in front of his family - that was a mission given by the village!
In the end, all the Uchiha clan members were sent to prison, but now they have been reformed and released.
Itachi Uchiha's attack was more of a protection than an injury.
When the child staggered to his feet from the ground, it was already dawn again after dark.
The father changed into a jonin vest and scooped the wet child into his arms. This was the first time he, as a father, hugged his child.
"last night..."
"A ninja from another village used her birthday to assassinate Miss Hinata."
Neji nodded thoughtfully - perhaps his father didn't come to pick him up because there were bad guys.
"Neji..."
The father's voice was choked with sobs, and the child's memory turned black at this point, leaving only the suppressed crying echoing in the darkness.
"this is the last time."
His crying stopped.