Naruto: The Beautiful Uchiha is Actually Me?

Chapter 206 Do you have time to go out for dinner with me tonight?

“That’s the situation. I think we should find him!” Takita said anxiously, his eyes full of hope.

After listening to Takita's words, Hashirama's face showed a troubled expression. It wasn't that he didn't want to help Takita find that kid, it's just that... the village had just gone through a battle, and there was a complete lack of manpower in all aspects.

More importantly... the existence of Naoki Shimura is not widely known. But the fact that the Shimura clan turned out to be traitors is common knowledge.

Organizing a team to find a member of the Shimura clan, especially at this critical juncture, is frankly very difficult.

And why did they leave without saying a word? Most likely, it's because they realized their predicament...

Seeing the troubled look on Hashirama's face, and Madara silently pinching his chin, Takita immediately understood their predicament.

Indeed... I was too emotional. Even though I promised to take care of him, now that he's gone, did I keep my promise?

“I understand… The village really lacks resources and manpower right now. All the major families are busy with reconstruction, and the village is no exception. I can understand that…”

Takita left the office looking dejected and somewhat disappointed.

As one of the three leaders of Konoha Village, he was not actually very competent. Perhaps it was because of his young age. Big decisions were usually made by Hashirama and Madara, and the things that were actually his responsibility were not that complicated.

But now, even setting aside other factors, his duty and responsibility should be to prioritize the construction of the village and the clan's territory.

what to do...

Takita is now feeling extremely sad, partly because of the shock of Genichi losing his memory, and partly because of Naoki leaving. In the end, he is completely powerless to do anything about it.

It was truly disheartening. Even though the Hagoromo clan remained the third largest clan in Konoha and their overall strength was still formidable, Hagoromo Takita himself appeared incredibly weak.

On the way back, he kept his head down the whole time, absent-minded, and his expression was unreadable.

During wartime, he needs to lead his tribe to gain a fighting advantage for the village. After the war, he needs to lead his tribe to rebuild the village.

His own world was too small. Those who could understand him... slowly disappeared from his life.

Looking back now, it seems that from childhood to adulthood, I have always been hovering between happiness and unhappiness. Yan Yi did not choose me, but chose Senju Itama... I met Naoki as a friend, but he approached me with an ulterior motive, even if it was not Naoki's own choice.

Now, Yan Yi has lost his memory. He doesn't remember playing with him when he was little, wandering around the tribe's territory together, or sleeping with him to ease his fear of the dark. He remembers none of it...

He's gone, he's gone far away from me.

Naoki... At first, I was quite surprised to have such a friend, even though he wasn't very outgoing, and later I even learned about his true situation.

But fate seemed determined to make things difficult for Takita. The Shimura clan betrayed the forests of the Land of Fire, bringing war. The immense psychological pressure overwhelmed Naoki.

He left too, drifting far away from me.

Takita passed by a dango shop and smelled the familiar aroma of dango. Inside the shop, there was the same familiar older sister, but Takita had no desire to eat any.

His mouth was full of bitterness, the kind of bitterness that no amount of sweets could mask.

"This can't go on... I have to change all of this..."

Takita gazed at the village gate that led to the end of the road, and made a plan in his mind that no one could have imagined.

He returned to his clan's territory with unsteady steps, his eyes lifeless.

Seeing the young master's appearance, A-Kuan probably guessed what had happened. To be honest, it wasn't that he wanted to discourage the young master, but from the perspective of a normal villager, he wouldn't think that going to find Shimura Naoki was a good decision.

"Young Master...why don't you rest for a bit...you're tired."

Upon hearing A-Kuan's words, Takita merely looked up and exchanged a glance with him before shaking his head and walking into the shrine deep within the clan grounds...

"Dad... what should I do... am I so useless? I can't protect my friends, I can't protect my loved ones, I can't protect my people, and... I even need everyone to protect me."

Takita knelt alone before the memorial tablet of the former clan head in the shrine, unable to contain his emotions any longer, and began to cry in front of the tablet.

I'm such a weak and useless person... All I do is cry, what can I possibly gain? Was I really this prone to crying before?

A-Kuan stood guard at the shrine entrance. He heard the young master crying, but he didn't dare to go forward. He knew that the young master needed time alone with his father.

"Young Master...you've actually done very well..."

Ah Kuan quietly wiped his eyes with his sleeve, feeling a pang of sorrow and heartache.

From being willful and ignorant in the past, to now thinking of everything for the clan and the village. Even when it comes to giving up the people he cares about, he no longer continues to be willful, but has already put himself in the shoes of the entire clan.

“Elder Chief…Young Master really did his best…At least, our Feather Robe Clan is still prosperous and peaceful…” A-Kuan gazed at the dim sunset on the horizon and at the completely dark night sky in the east, then silently left the shrine.

The rain started again. Within the Feathered Robe Clan's territory, the streets were deserted, the quiet atmosphere sending a chill down one's spine...

There was no light in the shrine, and accompanied by the sound of light rain, Takita sat in the shrine for a very long time that night, until the next morning when the sky was just beginning to lighten before he left.

The Hagoromo clan has been passed down from the time after the split of the ancient Ninja Clan to the present day. Much of its history is no longer verifiable, but the Hagoromo clan still preserves a legend.

Legend has it that the Sage of Six Paths in ancient times, along with his younger brother, followed a sage who possessed intelligence and even incredible power, and together they practiced a kind of cultivation called "Sage Arts".

The Sage of Six Paths later cultivated this power to its peak, even using it in an unprecedented battle where it played an unparalleled role.

What exactly happened is now unknown to anyone, but the legendary holy site has been passed down in the form of myths and legends.

The Hagoromo clan inherited the Sage of Six Paths' special chakra. Perhaps their bloodline has diluted to the point of being ineffective, but their innate ability to utilize natural energy remains...

It was already the afternoon of the second day, and Takita was searching through the family's ancient books, trying to find some clues. However, the only relevant record was a sacred place called "Ryuchi Cave".

It wasn't that no one in the Feathered Clan had ever searched for that sacred land; there were even records of its exact location. However, according to the records, none of those who went to search for that sacred land survived.

"This is really... really a risky move."

Takita closed the book in his hand, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly broken by the determination in his mind.

"Ryuchi Cave... If there's anything else that can help our clan become stronger, and that can help me become stronger, then this is probably the only place..."

However, he did not intend to shirk all responsibility and simply wash his hands of the matter, so he had to consider many things before setting off.

What will happen to the family after I leave?

Takita stared at the door at the end of the corridor, his heart filled with complicated emotions, but thankfully... he still had family.

dong dong...

"Brother, are you there? Do you have time to have dinner with me tonight?" Takita asked tentatively.