As time passed, the sun faded over the horizon, and a new moon rose while the moonlight gently poured over the earth, announcing the arrival of night.

In front of the gate of the ancestral temple of the Hyuga clan, one of the two major pupil families in Konoha Ninja Village, the Hyuga clan's ancestral temple with white eyes that has insight into all things, is lit one by one, and the orange lampshade with the words "Imperial Spirit Lantern" written in black pen and ink dispels the darkness that has arrived, illuminating and pointing the way forward for the Hyuga clan who continue to come.

At this time, in the ancestral temple, the lights are as bright as day, except for the clansmen who can't rush back in time when they go out to perform tasks, all the clansmen of the Hyuga clan will be present one after another according to the patriarch's order! As far as the eye can see, a black oppressive area sits respectfully around the altar in the center, which looks quite spectacular.

Regardless of gender, young and old, everyone present at the meeting wore a uniform black kimono, and there was no trace of joy and excitement on their faces reflected by the bright lights, and some only did not hide the strong sadness and nostalgia from the heart.

They all knew in their hearts that such a large-scale gathering tonight was not because the patriarch held the annual traditional and solemn ancestor worship ceremony that continued in the Hyuga clan, but to commemorate the death of a member...... In order to commemorate the hero who protected his brother with his life.

The twin brother of the head of the Hyuga clan, the head of the Hyuga family, the Hyuga Hinata Difference.

"It looks like the first batch of people has all arrived...... It's almost time to start the ritual. ”

Looking around, looking at the space in the ancestral temple that was getting narrower and narrower as the clansmen joined, Hinata Hinata instructed the clansmen to start presiding over the memorial ceremony, and there was no sadness on his calm countenance, as if it was just a routine...... Calm and clear, but it seems to be extremely cruel and ruthless.

Only Hinata, the daughter Hinata who had been holding his hand timidly beside Hinata Hinata knew how much her father's thick palm hidden in the wide sleeved robe was shaking and trembling at this time.

"Day difference...... How could this happen......"

"His child was only four years old and had no father...... Ning Ci is so pitiful......"

"But isn't it, who would have thought that there was a day difference in talking and laughing two days ago, and he died like this when he was young......"

“…… Now, Dad...... They all said that Uncle Hizashi died...... He's dead...... What is the meaning? ”

His eyes looked around at the sad look on the faces of the clansmen, and finally froze on his cousin Hinata Ninji, who was crying bitterly with two lines of tears from excitement to pursed his lips, Hinata Hinata felt depressed and uncomfortable for no reason, and after a pause, he stretched out his other hand and quietly tugged at the corner of his father's clothes, and asked in a low voice like a mosquito.

"Why did Uncle Hisashi ...... Going to die...... Brother Ning Ci cried so sadly...... If Uncle Richa hadn't died, Brother Ningci and everyone wouldn't have cried......"

As the heir of the future clan of the Hyuga clan, Hinata has not had much contact with the outside world since he was a child under his father's instruction in jutsu boxing, and the three-year-old and shy greenhouse flower naturally cannot understand the heavy sadness contained in the word death.

“…… Death is leaving us forever, Hinata. ”

Hearing his daughter's words, Hirizu, who was already trying to suppress the grief in his heart, suddenly recalled the bits and pieces of his brother's life, and while his hands trembled more and more, he tried his best to keep his tone as smooth as possible and explained word by word.

"Never coming back......"

“…… Never coming back? However, didn't Uncle Richa still have to guide Brother Ningci's cultivation? ”

Hearing his father's explanation, the strange pain in Hinata's heart deepened and spread, and the blood on her ruddy little face gradually faded, and while she was whispering to herself, she couldn't raise the courage to look at Ning Ci for some reason.

"It's already agreed, why...... Uncle Hinata is still going to die? ”

“…… If only I could stay alive that night......"

Looking at his daughter, whose voice was getting lower and lower, Rizu shook his head helplessly, and the expression on his face trembled slightly because of his daughter's innocent words, almost twisting and wrinkling to reveal the sadness and regret in his heart.

"Sunset, my brother...... How can you be willing to leave your family and children before me...... The person who was lying in the coffin tonight should be me......"

After taking a deep breath to re-suppress and stabilize his emotions, Rizu slowly raised his head a little, glanced at the search room, and gradually fixed his gaze on the back of Ning Ci, who was crying on his father's coffin, and his eyes were full of guilt and pity for this young child.

But Rizu didn't find out that because of his father's death, the young Ning Ci, who had already had a little hatred for the Zong family because he was forced to brand the caged bird curse mark, was facing this sudden blow, and the rift between him and the Zong family was constantly spreading and growing.

"It was because of the restrictions of the bird curse mark in the cage that my father died as a stand-in for the patriarch...... It's all because the Zong family, my father, was forced to death by the Zong family......"

While the fists were constantly tightened and clenched, because Tuan Zang secretly sent someone to pretend to be a "good Samaritan" to inform Hinata of the truth about Hinata's death, a seed of hatred and hatred for the sect was quietly planted in the heart of this genius of the Hyuga clan's cultivation talent far beyond that of the sect family.

"Wait, father, one day I will kill all the people of the clan and avenge you...... Definitely. ”

"Ning Ci...... Brother ......"

At the same time, looking at the back of his cousin who was in deep grief, Hinata quietly let go of his father's palm, and slowly turned around silently and left the ancestral temple step by step.

……

“…… Yes...... It hurts. ”

The biting cold, the howling cold wind, and the bad weather after walking out of the temple gate caused Hinata, who was slightly thinly dressed, to lose her balance and fall to the ground when she walked down the stairs. Under the pain, the eldest lady, who has been pampered since childhood, couldn't help but reddened the tip of her nose and twitched slightly, but she only wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve robe, and then slowly got up strongly, and swayed left and right in the deep snow that had already overflowed Hinata's ankles and continued to move forward.

"Just get the dead Uncle Hinata back...... Brother Ningci, everyone...... I won't cry. ”

Although the meaning of the word death was derived from Hizoku, Hinazu's ambiguous and vague explanation made the young and naïve Hinata mistakenly believe that Uncle Hinashi had just left and gone to a place far, far away and difficult to return......

As long as you go and get Uncle Hiza back, Uncle Hinata won't die! People won't cry anymore!

Hinata, who is gentle and considerate by nature, was influenced by this decision caused by a misunderstanding, and she almost never left her father's side when she went out on weekdays, and began to go out without informing her father or bringing a guard for the first time in her life.

"Wait for me, Uncle Hinata ......"

While whispering softly, Hinata wrapped some thin fabrics around her body, exhaled white heat slightly with her small mouth, and shivered in the face of the white flying snow falling from the sky, and finally her petite and weak figure gradually disappeared into the deep and quiet night......

"Hinata is here to pick you up......"