Chapter 18: Hell

(I don't know if it's a coincidence or if I deliberately arranged the "eighteenth" chapter of hell.) )

There is nothing superfluous in the dark ancestral hall, only the ancestral shrines that have made "great contributions" to the Hyuga clan are displayed here. and, the dead shadow of a zombie-like walking corpse. But there doesn't seem to be such a thing as a "grave keeper" in the world of ninjas?

"Ahem, ahem, uh~~!!" The withered figure spat on the slippery ground, and then continued to walk against the black wall, the clogs under his feet making a "sticky" sound.

Click, click~~!!

......

The light dimmed the moment it entered the tunnel.

Hinata followed behind the body in front of him, keeping his distance. At this time, he was the first to walk in the team of Hinata's "split" children.

"Click, click!!" Every step he stepped on the swarthy stone face so evenly, but it always made people feel as if they were about to "clatter" and fall to the ground.

In this hollow black rock chamber, there is only the sound of clogs that makes people's hearts beat and follow closely in their minds.

Hinata, who is harmonious and pure, also has this inexplicable "black zone"?

Following the voice, Hizashi always felt as if he had heard this harsh, restless sound somewhere.

Click~~, knock on the heartstrings.

"Whew~huh~~huh~~~!!"

Behind him, children of the same age had begun to hear all kinds of loud gasps, echoing back and forth in the sealed tunnel. After the longer and longer exhalation, the inhalation sound was not heard.

This dark and oppressive atmosphere is especially frightening for children who should be hiding in their parents' arms. Even teenagers of the same age walked together, but they couldn't resist the acceleration of the heartbeat and the obvious expansion of the lungs.

Around the corner?

A door.

All the "clicks" stopped before the door opened, and so did all the breathing and noise. However, the beating sound of the heart was exceptionally clear at this moment, and even the many rapid frequencies made the tunnel noisy at this time.

Behind him, the little girl who had been following her tightly with her head down just like that with her eyes closed and bumped into her, her body temperature was cold.

The sun difference was knocked fresh, and then I saw the black door along the front open in an instant.

A disgusting smell that I had never smelled before. However, there is no howling of ghosts and gods like in the movie "The Mummy", there is only the smell of dampness and corrosion, and the smell of strong potions!!

For the rest of the journey, she clung to the corner of Hinata's clothes and walked behind her. Sometimes I tremble, sometimes I tug twice.

......

You, come here.

The boy woke up suddenly, as if he had just been dreaming?

This oppressive environment made my brain not very clear, and in that sound, I seemed to be pinched hard, and my heartbeat was also stirred.

Richa came back to his senses and looked at the few family elders in front of him who were already in their last years.

It seems that they have seen their faces a long, long time ago, but they just can't remember them.

There was an indescribable cloudiness in the old and yellowish white eyes that stared at him, just like the air here. In addition, they have a cold face. Just like the wax faces that have been seen a few times, it seems that their faces will crack and fall off if they smile.

Hinata couldn't figure out how the white Hinata white eyes were so muddy and yellow on their faces. Like, like the liquid flowing from a purulent wound, it was as yellow and unpleasant as it looked like.

They get busy, their figures rigidly repeating the movements they have been accustomed to for years. Even turning a corner is so stiff according to the steps - turning your head, turning around, turning your legs, and stepping on it.

Looking at the young man standing in front of him who was looking at him carefully, "Hinata Lu" flipped through the roster in his hand and compared.

"Hinata, Hmm~ It's you."

"Lie down".

"~~~~" Hinata glanced at the board in front of him, which was like an operating table, but it was pitch black.

Is this moment finally here?

"Hmph" Hiza smiled, laughing at the beginning of fate. He smiled helplessly at the indifferent and rigid faces, and lay down with a smile in front of the little Hyuga behind him.

The board is hard, cold, itchy...

This moment finally came, although I had already been mentally prepared, but I didn't expect it to come so early. At this age when you should be ignorant, ignorant, and comfortable, you have to wear the shackles that do not belong to you.

At the age of 6, Hinata began to bring "caged birds", and at this age, they didn't even have a chance to struggle.

Hinata was lying on the board as if he had undergone surgery, laughing, and he didn't even know why he was laughing.

He didn't close his eyes, he wanted to see this person's face clearly, so that he could remember.

It seems to be remembered that the "most uncomfortable and painful" picture I saw in my previous life - "I can't save you without a golden hoop, and I can't love you with a golden hoop"!

It's a pity that you can't get boundless mana with "it", so how can I struggle with "it"? How rebellious? How to be liberated?

A pair of claws that carved imprints kept gesturing in front of him, and the withered hands seemed to be as flexible as a painter, and he wanted to make his last contribution to the family at the last moment of his life - "Caged Bird".

Lying on the stiff "board", the Hyuga boys of the same generation who had followed Hinata before looked at themselves as if they were looking at the experimental "guinea pig". As the second son of the current patriarch, Hinata is fortunate and the only time to have this humble honor to stand in the first place of this collective. You can be the first to "enjoy" the feeling of being imprisoned by the curse mark "caged bird".

The body is like a caged bird, and the thought of life and death is a thought - you can experience it yourself immediately!

"Resist!"

"With what resistance?"

"Run!"

"Can you escape?"

Fate is walking according to the plot, and my life has just passed the "sixth" birthday.

It seems that he vaguely recalls the crying of his mother and the quarrel of his father that night. Then, it wasn't long before the two brothers slept in separate bedrooms.

It seems that I can still recall the noise with Hitozu, and the whimpering and "uh-huh"!

It seems that it is gradually blurring and I can't remember.

As the ritual progressed, Hisashi felt that his spirit was becoming more and more trance-like, and he became wandering and fluttering, and he was like a dream.

The noisy "click, click" sound and the sound of the chanting spell mark gradually disappeared. Like, it's like being deaf.

Am I deaf? It doesn't seem to be yet!

What the eye sees gradually changes from dim to blurry, and from blur to pale.

Suddenly, a gray world unfolded in front of me. The ghost-like dry bones were comparing various Indian patterns in front of his eyes, as if he was knotting a long, long ninjutsu. And there is only one feeling in the mind of the day difference, which makes me want to fall asleep but remains awake:

Hurt?

It hurts!

Hurt.

I don't know if it's painful gnashing of teeth, or ruthless.

Gritting his teeth, Hinata didn't struggle, didn't shout, didn't scream. Yes, only hate.

Hate and want to remember their faces. But I don't know when the black cloth that covered my face blocked my vision!

The black cloth was the one that had wiped his hands just now, it was very dirty and disgusting, and it was filled with the smell of a strong potion.

The black potion was supposed to have been accidentally splashed when the spell mark was carved, and it was full of a dizzying choking smell, and I wanted to cough but couldn't cough it out.

One second, two seconds, three seconds!

His hands clutched the edge of the board, the pain in his fingertips masked by the corrosive sensation on his forehead.

Exhale, exhale, exhale!

Memories, reminisces about that nasty sound, the voice, wants to remember it, remember, remember it forever.

The eyes of the day difference became more and more hideous, the veins of the face were sinking, and all the faces of the people were blurred by the black cloth on their faces. But everything in this house seems to be "pale" to see.

The dry bones like the walking corpse, he raised his hands in front of him and gestured ~~ very annoying. His mouth was chewing on the spell, but he couldn't hear anything!!

If you want to struggle and shake your head but are tied tightly, you can only make your vision shake and become trance.

It's as if the soul is out of the body, but it sees everything.

When the pair of claws in front of me finally burned down, all thoughts and memories were going to disappear.

"Snorting" soldering iron?

"Uhhh

I remember—it was the voice I heard on the first day I came into this world.

"Click!!" "Small day difference, Hyuga day difference~~ You will be called Hyuga day difference in the future~~".

......

When the black cloth was finally removed, everything in front of him became pitch black.

"Carry it out."

The body was shaking, and I didn't faint or sleep. It just hurts, and it hurts him.

I have memorized all the figures that slowly emerged from the darkness, and the words that only occasionally appeared.

Remember all their characteristics and I will...!

"Who am I? Where is this? ”。

"Next, Hinata Kasai".

It seems to be audible already.

......

They were carried out one by one, like terminally ill patients.

However, these old men in gray coats who look like professors are not "doctors".

The mechanical and orderly movements they repeat year after year are not for the purpose of curing diseases and saving lives. It's about sealing a healthy soul!

The teenagers in the rear walked forward in fear, and one by one they finally lay on the "board" - cut and slaughtered souls.

When I came in, I walked in standing up, and when I went out, I was finally carried out like that. At least someone carried it when I went out, and the treatment seemed to be much better!

So, where should I put it? Home? Ground?

Outside, what awaits again is already a different fate.

On this day, for them, the "clan" and the "separate family" were completely different.

On this day, the former boy is no longer there, and it is only at this moment that he really understands this ninja world.

On the twenty-first day of the twenty-fourth year of Konoha, my heart seems to have fallen from childhood to hell, and I will always remember this day, remember you one by one, one by one.

The body is like a caged bird, and life and death are a thought - a caged bird.

、、、、、、 "The Caged Bird of the Hokage" Volume 1: Home, Childhood (End)、、、、、

Volume 1、Begins at the happiest time and ends at the most painful time。

The first seventeen chapters grow up in Hinata and revolve around the relationship between mother and son, brother, and father and son. Until the emotional turn of this chapter, it seems that in childhood, the family fell in an instant, and the whole life has undergone major changes.

I'm sorry, I haven't experienced this experience, and I don't want to, but I'm trying to think about the ease of describing the front and the feeling of this final chapter.

At this point, the warmth from the whole family and home, ends. In the future, it is likely that you will never see the stupidity, the two, and the freewheeling again.

As in reality, "I" would like to live carefree and comfortable. But the reality "forced" the once stupid "we" to be changed little by little, and who else is there in this family "me", and it seems that only the "mother" who loves me the most is left!

I wrote this book very carefully, but because of the writing, there was a big "failure" in front of it, and emotions and theories were too overflowing!!

But without emotional foreshadowing, the Hokage will look unusually pale, just as pale as the "white eyes"!!

This is a slow book, a book that is so slow that it grows with the author. Step by step, as you get older, the community will "ninja" that pain of loss.

Volume 2 "Cage, Growth".

And the "cage", is it the family, Hinata, Konoha, or the ninja world?

Who knows!