Naruto: The hardworking model who realizes his dream is actually the white moonlight of the ninja wo

The Chunin Exams have begun again.

Once a year, it is the first step for children to officially become ninjas.

Whether or not one can become a ninja in the true sense depends on this crucial move.

Of course, there are always a few guys who don't follow the beaten path.

Being a Genin for ten thousand years might become a good story in the future.

Anything is possible in this world.

But "ordinary people" like me can only achieve something if we keep our feet on the ground and take one step at a time.

Use absolute strength, absolute fame, and absolute faith to achieve the desired results.

He had to be “number one”.

That way the spotlight can be on him.

Can you become the first as long as you work hard?

Obviously no.

Even if you try hard, you can't be the first.

Even if you try your best, there are things you absolutely cannot do.

What exactly is his nightmare?

Neji repeatedly returned to the day of the Chunin Exams, and Dream seemed to have grown limbs, holding Neji tightly, unwilling to let go.

let it go.

It's all in the past.

Neji always told himself this.

Even if you can't let go, life won't get better.

But what happens after letting go?

Neji didn't dare put it down.

It was as if there were two completely different selves fighting in my body. They argued endlessly and could not come to a final answer.

If you let go.

Is Neji Hyuga still human?

No, definitely not...

He was just a beast destined to be enslaved by the clan and to offer sacrifices to the clan.

Even though we are all human.

They are all humans with snow-white eyes, long black hair, and bright red, hot blood.

This is so strange - they share a common ancestor and are even children of the same person.

But to split up the family means to sacrifice everything for the main family.

From ancient times to the present, it remains the same.

What about the rest of the human beings who call themselves compatriots and share the same blood?

They are like moles that have been in darkness for too long and have lost their sight; they cannot see and have become accustomed to it.

"They'll see it someday."

Little Neji stood outside the training grounds.

There are all kinds of people here, they wear different clothes, speak different languages, but they have the same goal.

The ninja here said that the Chunin Exam is about to begin.

All ninjas in the ninja world who want to become a Chunin must take the Chunin exam - this is the starting point of a ninja, and the number of Chunins determines the quantity and quality of fresh blood in each ninja village.

All the great adults would come here to observe the development status of other ninja villages.

It is the little children who quietly shoulder the heavy responsibility.

If this step was missing, peace in the ninja world might have become a bubble much earlier.

It's not even a secret.

The jonin will say it proudly:

"The Chunin Exams are a time to prove Konoha's strength to the outside villages."

"You not only carry your own future, but also Konoha's."

The jonin standing in the center of the training ground said so.

His face was glowing red, and it was unclear whether it was because he could become the examiner of the Chunin Exam or because the responsibility fell on the next generation.

Maybe it’s because he came here this way too.

You have to become a Chunin to become a Jonin.

He grew up like this.

“Just standing there...”

"As long as we can make it to the end..."

"Even if I can't become a Chunin..."

"Even if I will be punished by Hinata..."

The four-year-old child has not yet completely recovered from the shadow of losing his father, but he has already found his goal.

if...

That day may really come...

There would be no more Hyuga Neji losing his father.

His pain seemed to be relieved at this moment.

At this moment it was suppressed.

But it was just buried and people couldn't remember it for a short time.

Hyuga Neji’s nightmare began from then on.

He could not forget his day and night practice - basic practice, from morning to night.

Children aged four or five are curious about the world and want to explore.

But Hyuga Neji knew that he had to become a genius who shined brightly enough.

Even if it’s man-made.

When I turned six, I went to Ninja School.

The very beginning of the stage is about to begin.

Not only in words, but also in body - he must become a genius that the Hyuga clan only sees once in a hundred years.

The curse seal is something that tames people, not something that makes the Hinata strong.

He wants to prove it to everyone.

It was the curse that caused the genius to fall.

It was the curse that prevented the genius from leading Konoha to a higher stage.

Not only did the main Hyuga family see it, but also those in high positions who stood by and acquiesced to everything.

Fortunately, although he did not reach the level of genius he hoped for, he did have some understanding.

At least, he's talented.

Not as stupid as an ox.

This is enough.

The little boy practiced day after day, perfecting each movement.

Even the persistence of all this would turn into a nightmare.

Physical fatigue and mental exhaustion would come upon him together at night.

The young boy was smart and he quickly found a way to make himself fall asleep.

At an age when his peers still needed their parents to coax them to sleep, he was already able to skillfully send chakra into the acupuncture points, pushing his body's excitement to the limit, and then fainting in the not-so-soft sheets after being exhausted.

While his peers were still arguing with their parents about not wanting to eat carrots, he had already started making nutrition plans for himself by grabbing a book longer than his arm.

The more tense a person is, the more likely he is to go to extremes.

The excitement after completing the task is often like the claws that push people into the abyss.

The pain suppressed by hormones will always come back one day.

Hyuga Neji couldn't sleep again.

The medicine Gang gave was effective at first.

The scent of lavender is soothing and relaxing; they burn silently in the corner.

The pure white eyes remained in the same position as at the beginning, watching the yellow flames gradually descend.

Neji didn't tell anyone.

He always closed his eyes obediently - but only just closed them.

Sleep will not come.

Even if I am lucky enough to get a good night's sleep, it is just a cycle of nightmares.

After waking up, I felt only fear and coldness.

That's it.

It won't cause any trouble to anyone.

That's it.

Let him rot here forever.

Until the day of true death.

He is no longer the genius of Hyuga.

No longer need to suffer from the death of my father.

No longer need to be branded as a beast.

His mind was always free, at least it had been before.

Sometimes they float, sometimes they sink, sometimes they sway, and even if there is no place for them in the world, they remain calm.

But now, Hyuga Neji has lost his last bit of freedom.

"It doesn't matter anymore."

If only the incense could pass through his throat and burn the fragile blood vessels, stopping the continuous upward flow of blood...

Can this rusted body and mind that have been injected with sea water be freed from this?

Can his few treasures be returned to him?

The little boy crawled out of the incense, screaming shrilly, begging Neji for help:

"please!"

"help me!"

"Don't take everything from me."

The little boy had pure white eyes and hanging black hair, like a porcelain doll on the altar.

His soul suddenly pulled away, and Neji saw himself.

The thin and fragile frame was buried in the overly fluffy quilt, and its head was looking awkwardly to the side.

Staring at the burning incense, but unable to see the focus in these pure white eyes.

There was nothing near the incense, let alone the little boy, even the ashes from the incense were pitifully small.

Neji watched as the skeleton staggered out of the bed and stretched out his shaking hands, but he couldn't reach the burning object.

So cold.

The skeleton trembled.

But this coldness could not reach Neji.

He seemed to be just a bystander.

The skeleton lying there was not Hyuga Neji himself.

Just as Itachi and Hizashi thought before.

But Neji had read the books--he was just sick.

Even if he couldn't feel it, he was still there.

It wouldn't be anyone except Hyuga Neji.

“It’s a nightmare.”

Neji watched the skeleton crawling and listened to the hesitant footsteps outside the door.

He muttered, "This must be another nightmare."

That's why the door was opened.

Revealing the frightened and panicked father and Uchiha Itachi outside.