【Naruto】Hyuga Neji’s Beautiful Life

This ninja should be used exclusively against civilians. The murderous aura it emits is weak and widespread, making it perfect for suppressing riots. It should be said that he is worthy of being a ninja under the diplomatic guidance of the envoy.

"This is really troublesome..."

Fujiwara Yusuke had a look on his face as he couldn't wait for Hinata Neji to overturn, and unsurprisingly received a double elbow attack.

The people remained silent. They remained motionless in a battle-ready posture, paying attention to the reactions of Neji and his companions from the corner of their eyes.

Hyuga Neji, on the other hand, just put on his clothes calmly, wiped the blood stains on his face, and even looked down at his sleeves to make sure that Kuro Zetsu had not been thrown out because of the warm-up exercise just now.

It's only been half a minute since the battle began, so why can't it be considered a warm-up?

The ninja was not angry even after being ignored, but leaned against the pillar next to him in a good-tempered manner.

"You're slower than expected, Neji."

"My lord, I've had three cups of tea."

"Even if you don't think about your lord's sleep at night, you still have to think about your bladder!"

He spoke seriously, and hit his arm angrily with his left hand.

"Naosumi-kun..."

A weak voice came from behind the ninja, followed by a group of ninjas wearing Kusakunin Village forehead protectors.

The daimyo knew very well that it would be harmful to them to harm the envoy of the Fire Nation. Since they had no hostages at hand, they could only crawl out of the reception room pretending to be calm.

That weak voice was naturally that of the messenger, the lord.

"Look, my lord wants to go to the toilet so much!"

Naozumi opened his big innocent eyes, as if stating an obvious fact.

"I don't think so... Naosumi-kun..."

The messenger hid silently behind Naocheng, took out a handkerchief embroidered with small flowers and wiped the sweat.

Ah...Naochumi-kun, just shut your mouth...

The grass ninjas had no intention of moving and just turned their bodies sideways, barely revealing the withered old man behind them.

The name of the country of grass.

"Hyuuga Neji!"

At a glance, he saw Neji adjusting his collar, and his entire face turned from sallow to purple in an instant.

"Aren't you not allowed to enter the country? What!"

Looking again at the unruly people in the yard, the smooth transition from purple to red.

He almost rolled his eyes at the messenger.

"You...why!"

"Didn't you agree to the amount we offered?"

The messenger began to sweat again and wiped it nervously with a handkerchief.

"Ah...Daimyo-sama..."

The messenger's little eyes kept glancing in Naocheng's direction.

The ninja also answered, smiling heartlessly.

"I'm sorry, my messenger is in urgent need of urination..."

"But it's time to take a piss and show you what you are..."

"Tell me, how can your poor money allow the Fire Nation, which has been unwilling to establish diplomatic relations for decades..."

"Take the initiative to send an envoy?"

He scratched his buttocks mockingly and gestured to the Daimyo arrogantly.

"Of course money is important..."

"But there is something more important than money!"

Fujiwara Yusuke was explaining to the twins as if he were a teacher: "There is also the dignity of the country, which is very complicated anyway!"

The daimyo was far away and couldn't hear Fujiwara's thoughts, so he continued on.

"Isn't it just for your spine?"

He was also experienced, but he was lucky enough to have a twin brother who lost his spine once for him, but that didn't mean that he knew nothing about Hyuga Neji's behavior.

"Ahahaha...how could it be possible...there are many more important things than money!"

"For example, the dignity of the country and so on..."

Naocheng felt guilty and averted his eyes, not daring to look at the daimyo.

Hyuga Neji was so cautious that even he, the guy who was loaned out, had to have his bones ripped out before he could feel at ease. This task is beyond description.

"Sure enough! A group of desperadoes looking for spines!"

But the spine is really important... Daimyo-sama!

"Coming all the way here, you don't just want to express your position, right?"

Neji's cold voice only made the envoy sweat. What the Fire Country Daimyo was thinking was something that a little envoy like him could know... He just wanted to win over Hyuga Neji to help check Konoha. The power of the Hokage is now a bit big. Too much...

Penetrating emerging organizations is the best way to do it.

"Hahaha, although it's hard to say it, it's true..."

The messenger looked like a good old man and said with a smile.

Of course, there are some trivial reasons... It is said that the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows behind. Even if you are showing your stance as a helper, you must always remain hungry.

These are all trivial matters not worth mentioning.

The listener seems to have been used to seeing their faces for a long time, and his mind is as clear as a mirror. He already knows what these guys who are playing with people's hearts are thinking. But, it’s not something to be afraid of.

Holding onto the thread of fate, he theoretically has nothing to fear.

"Then do you have anything else to say, Daimyo-sama?"

The bone whip flew out of his sleeves without warning, and nimbly shuttled around the daimyo.

The young man gently knocked the Daimyo of the Land of Grass to the ground in front of everyone, and the group of ninjas around him turned into incense in the blink of an eye.

The smell of blood is even worse.

"What a bad-tempered brat..."

"Even if it's just to scare people, there's no need to go to this level!"

Naosumi seemed to be in a good mood, playing with the corpse on Ningji's bone whip.

Each blow was a killing blow, going straight to the heart, but it didn't hurt.

In that moment just now, if the target was him...

It’s hard not to die!

"My envoy will be scared to death."

The messenger took out his handkerchief and wiped his face again, lowered his head tremblingly, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's chirp: "Naochumi-kun..."

The result of the farce was naturally that the daimyo had his spine whipped out. He joined the big family of "The spine is really important" and could only curse and curse. He was not afraid of jokes. He indeed became the only prominent figure who had his spine whipped out. Trash.

Probably the last one too.

"Uncle bastard, is this the extent of your lord's intrigue?"

Nunnally dragged Fujiwara, leaned into the man's ear, and whispered the doubts in her heart.

This is even funnier than a prime-time children's theater, but it has nothing to do with the "complexity of adults" that Fujiwara Yusuke said.

"Compared to this, where are we going now?"

Fujiwara pulled the little girl behind him and turned to ask Neji.

The messenger didn't come, nor did the rioting people. Hyuga Neji even left only a shadow clone there - the daimyo's mansion. It was as if this trip was just to extract the opponent's bones. And now the destination of the road is obvious:

"This route can only go to one place."

"Ghost Lantern City."

"Hyuuga Neji, what are you going to do!"

Rather than what Hyuga Neji wanted to do, Fujiwara Yusuke wanted to know the authenticity of the rumor.

"We are all your sacrifices, that's why you brought this group of people here."

"Even those two brats won't be spared."

"is it?"