Naruto: The Hyuga Mastermind

Chapter 151: Ridiculous, Is This a Demigod?

In the Land of Rain, within a small village not far from Amegakure.

A man dressed in a white haori adorned with unique symbols stood in the rain. Yet, not a single drop of water touched him, as he gazed indifferently at the scene before him.

Tattered children wandered the streets, their eyes devoid of the innocence of youth, replaced instead by confusion and fear for the future.

Their parents, withered and exhausted, carried expressions of helplessness and sorrow as they struggled desperately to make a living.

Food had become an incredibly precious resource, and disputes over these basic necessities for survival were endless.

"This world is indeed a failure."

Faced with this deeply flawed shinobi world, Ōtsutsuki Shinichi voiced his thoughts, further solidifying his resolve to destroy it.

"Excuse me, uncle… Could you give me some money? I haven't eaten in two days..."

A beggar child noticed Ōtsutsuki Shinichi passing by in his luxurious haori. Thinking he had found a target, the child weakly uttered his plea.

"I do not carry the currency of this world," Shinichi said, casting a cold glance at the boy. "You've found the wrong person."

The boy shrank back under the overwhelming pressure of Shinichi's pure white eyes, lowering his head quickly in apology. "I'm sorry… I'm sorry..."

Ōtsutsuki Shinichi paid him no further mind, striding across the street and leaving the scene.

After he departed, the boy lifted his head, his expression returning to calm. He slipped into a nearby alleyway, handing a piece of paper containing intelligence to a masked ninja. "His eyes were confirmed to be the Byakugan. The pressure from them is far greater than that of the Hyuga Clan's Byakugan. Also, he said he doesn't carry the currency of this world."

"I understand," the masked ninja replied.

…

Far away, walking along the main street, Ōtsutsuki Shinichi allowed a faint smile to curl at the corners of his mouth, as if he were already aware of the conversation between the two.

He knew full well that anyone who came into contact with him would inevitably be spies from the shinobi villages.

But he didn't care.

For someone like him, who possessed the power of the Tenseigan, the current shinobi world could only produce two threats to him.

The first was the ninja who had stolen the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path.

The second was the Hyuga ninja who also possessed the immense power of the Tenseigan.

Beyond these two, no one else posed any danger to him, so there was no need to exercise excessive caution.

In fact, he would often intentionally provide information to these spies, revealing details like how he wasn't from the shinobi world, that he hailed from the moon, and that he was searching for Hyuga Fuji.

For someone who could read the memories of others, these ninjas were nothing more than sources of information.

The more he revealed his uniqueness, the stronger the ninjas he would attract, and the more intelligence he could gather.

And using that information, he could identify the targets he needed to eliminate—the two individuals who posed a threat to him.

In truth, he had already easily obtained intelligence about these two individuals.

Compared to the constantly warring shinobi world, the conflicts on the moon had only occurred once. Because of this, the Ōtsutsuki clan's heritage was relatively intact, and they understood that summoning the Demonic Statue required Rinnegan akin to that of the Sage of Six Paths.

Within half a day of traveling through the Land of Rain, Shinichi had already acquired information about a suspected Rinnegan wielder.

This person seemed to have a reputation as a do-gooder, helping people throughout the Land of Rain. Thanks to this, Shinichi easily learned details about the man's appearance and other relevant information—he was Nagato.

However, after the Five Kage Summit, the organization the man belonged to had temporarily gone into hiding, and Shinichi couldn't locate any members of the Akatsuki.

As for the owner of the immense Tenseigan, there was no need for special effort to gather intelligence. All signs pointed to Hyuga Fuji, whose name had spread across the shinobi world.

The Hyuga Clan's distant relatives were well known, so the sudden emergence of an abnormally powerful individual could only be attributed to the Hyuga clan member who had once come knocking on their door with hostile intent.

Still, he hadn't expected Fuji to have left the Hyuga Clan entirely. In other words, creating the Tenseigan wasn't the Hyuga Clan's decision, but a personal one made by Hyuga Fuji.

Interesting… He was different from those lifeless members of the Hyuga Clan.

But because of you, the plan to end this shinobi world has encountered a disruption.

You must be eliminated, and the immense Tenseigan must be destroyed!

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"Your Excellency, you've been wandering the Land of Rain for days. Are you here to destroy Hyuga Fuji?"

A voice broke Shinichi's train of thought. He looked at the group of Rain shinobi he had already sensed, turning his gaze toward their leader.

"Hanzō the Salamander, correct? Are you here to provide me with information about Hyuga Fuji?"

During his time in the Land of Rain, Shinichi had often seen memories of Hanzō in others. He had already grown quite familiar with the man's appearance.

Hanzō's expression was grim, but he didn't let Shinichi's dismissive words provoke him. "Unfortunately, I don't have any information on him and can't be of assistance to you."

Ōtsutsuki Shinichi had been in the Land of Rain for several days, and countless reckless individuals had attacked him in the name of the Byakugan, only to be killed in ways beyond comprehension.

Puppets that moved without chakra threads, techniques that pulled or flung people through the air without hand signs...

Mysterious and overwhelmingly powerful.

A cautious man like Hanzō had no intention of fighting Shinichi unless absolutely necessary.

This meeting was forced—if Shinichi advanced any further, he would reach Amegakure.

"No information?" Shinichi's lips curled into a faint smile. "Then I'll search your mind for answers myself."

As soon as the words fell, dozens of bandaged puppets descended from the sky, surrounding Hanzō and his subordinates.

Hanzō's face darkened as he reached for the scythe at his waist. "So Your Excellency doesn't intend to let this end peacefully?"

"Let's see if the so-called demigod lives up to the name."

Ōtsutsuki Shinichi raised his hand indifferently, and the surrounding puppets launched an attack on Hanzō and his men.

At the same time, Hanzō swung his scythe in an instant, bringing it directly to Shinichi's neck!

But—

'Something feels wrong!'

Hanzō realized the blade of his scythe felt as though it had struck wood, and his expression shifted dramatically.

"Your swordsmanship and Body Flicker Technique are impressive."

As Shinichi finished speaking, the form of the man Hanzō had just attacked dissipated into a battered puppet. Shinichi himself stepped out from the shadows nearby.

Ignoring the Rain shinobi who had been swiftly overwhelmed by the puppets, Shinichi approached Hanzō, placing a glowing green hand into the man's chest and extracting a glowing orb from within.

"As expected, no information about Hyuga Fuji. But… is this what they call a demigod?"

After scanning Hanzō's memories, Shinichi let out a mocking laugh.

Once sharp and resolute, Hanzō had grown soft and cowardly, clinging to his reputation as a demigod while prioritizing his own survival.

Utterly pathetic.

"And someone like you dares to claim the title of god?"

"You dare question my title?" Hanzō's eyes flew open as he broke free from the genjutsu. Twirling his scythe, he launched a fierce attack on Shinichi, only to be blasted away by a surge of repulsive force. He crashed into a nearby wall.

Ōtsutsuki Shinichi activated the power of the immense Tenseigan, golden light gathering in his hand as he rose into the air with his puppets.

"The only true gods are the Sage of Six Paths, our ancestors, and us—the ones who will recreate the world after destroying this shinobi realm."

He gazed coldly at the citizens and ninjas below, who were staring at him in confusion.

Living in a world of endless conflict must be painful, right?

Now, allow me to grant you release.

A small orb of light fell from Shinichi's hand.

The moment it touched the ground, a blinding light erupted, consuming everything around it like a newborn sun. People and objects alike were reduced to nothingness.

Hanzō slowly rose to his feet, only to be greeted by an endless sea of light and heat.

…

Moments later, standing amidst the ruins, Shinichi narrowed his eyes as he surveyed the now lifeless village.

"So, he escaped at the last moment... Reverse Summoning, was it?"

Fleeing now serves no purpose. When the shinobi world meets its end, you'll die regardless.

With that thought, Shinichi glanced briefly at the spot where Hanzō had been, then turned and walked away.

Though he had failed to gather information, Hanzō's knowledge had given him insight into Hyuga Fuji's strength.

Combining this with prior intelligence, he now had a rough understanding of Hyuga Fuji's capabilities and influence.

This was critical information.

After all, in a battle where both sides possessed the immense Tenseigan, the outcome would depend on individual strength and the forces they commanded.

Based on his conclusions, the Ōtsutsuki clan of the moon, with its dwindling numbers, currently held no advantage against Fuji and his growing influence. Perhaps he would need to leverage the existing forces of the shinobi world...

Deep in thought, Ōtsutsuki Shinichi frowned slightly.

But where exactly was Hyuga Fuji now?

(End of Chapter)