Hyuga Neji had a dream, a very strange dream.

In that dream, he seemed to see a person, a person who walked alone in all parts of the world, constantly fighting against many powerful enemies, and constantly saving others.

(Red A: You, yes, I'm talking to you! Settle your appearance fee and copyright fee.)

(System: Emiya, don't be so serious. Countless people already know about your exploits, and you're undeniably handsome. Um, how about we make a deal? How about 1000 points from our system shop?)

(Red A: No, the last person who paid me an appearance fee was 1,300! And judging from your editing skills and experience, 1,500 is the minimum.)

(System: Um, how about this video for 1100?)

(As the system presented him with a small image collection that edited together various adorable moments of Rin Tohsaka, Artoria, and Sakura Matou. The Civil Engineering student, who looked utterly miserable and blushed, accepted the deal with a beaming, maternal smile. After all, although he knew almost everything that had happened within the collective memory of his character, Shirou Emiya, couldn't he, as a part-time worker, reminisce about the past during his limited free time?)

(Alaya: Shiro, as the benefactor of the 724 blessings, do you still want time to rest?)

——————The dividing line for bringing the topic back.

Although Neji Hyuga could never clearly see the figure of that person, his skills in using bows and arrows and dual swords were deeply etched into Neji's heart. So deeply that he even looked down on the Gentle Fist technique that Neji had been diligently practicing day and night.

Even the daily training sessions that he would have every few days, ostensibly to accompany his cousin Hinata Hyuga in training but actually a roundabout way of giving him extra lessons from his uncle Hiashi Hyuga, while he was completely absorbed in his hatred, no longer felt appealing.

Inside the training grounds of the Ninja Academy.

After sending a senbon needle through the air with a palm strike imbued with chakra, piercing the target and embedding it deep into the tree behind him, Neji Hyuga grew even more disgusted with the Hyuga clan's Gentle Fist.

Although a regular Gentle Fist user would be paralyzed and waiting to die after taking a single hit, how could he possibly still look at Gentle Fist, which he could see to the end at a glance, after seeing a higher view?

After all, although he couldn't see the enemy of the man in his dream clearly, he was sure that his uncle, the head of the Zong family who was incredibly powerful in his eyes, would die after only a few rounds if he really went up against him.

As for just how strong the man in her dream was?

Although he was only eight or nine years old and didn't know how many powerful enemies the ninja world had, a sense of urgency that came from nowhere kept reminding him that even if he had the power to defeat the man in his dreams, he was still not safe in the ninja world.

Since that night, he has gained more complete control over his body and chakra. From a set of basic Gentle Fist 32 palms, he combined some of his uncle Hyuga Hiashi's moves and habits, and slowly unleashed the 64 palms he had comprehended.

Feeling the chakra extracted from the cells of his own body, becoming more solid and refined after circulating through his meridians, feeling the power of chakra stronger than before, and the five attributes of lightning, earth, wind, fire, and water that he could now activate on his own.

The memory of various enemies exploding under that man's arrows resurfaced in my mind.

"Perhaps I really need a bow, a bow... that can accompany me on my journey!"

Thinking about all this and calculating the date, Hyuga Neji realized that tomorrow was the weekend and he would be off work. He then checked the time and realized that it was not far from the end of school, so he walked back to the classroom alone.

Along the way, he also greeted Tian Tian, ​​who was his deskmate and the only one he could talk to.

In the afternoon, on his way home, Hyuga Neji silently took out some scrap paper and began designing his future weapons.

"Ordinary bows and arrows will be useless to me in the future, so in order to increase their power, I will need ninja tools made of chakra metal."

"Although I've realized I have a talent for using dual swords during this time, I'm not that person. I can't summon dual swords at will like that person. So I need to carry swords with me, but..."

Thinking about these things, Hyuga Neji, whose ideas suddenly flowed like a spring, also began to scribble and revise his designs on scrap paper.

It wasn't until late at night that Hyuga Neji, who hadn't eaten anything all afternoon, finally got up from the table, looking at his design drawings with determination and longing in his eyes.

In the design drawings, the entire bow is black, except that the bow handle, which serves as a support, is fitted in an interlocking manner, and there is no actual place to fix the bowstring at the tip of the bow.

Those who are interested can separate the bow handle to obtain two special ninja tools that look very much like ninja swords.

But can a bow without a bowstring still be called a bow?

However, despite the doubts that everyone had, there was not the slightest hesitation in Hyuga Neji's determined eyes.

Silently, she entered the room and took out all the savings her father had left behind and all the living expenses she had accumulated over the years. Looking at the 800,000 taels of silver notes in her hand, her clear eyes inexplicably held a hint of longing.

The next day, taking advantage of the weekend, Hyuga Neji got up early and, with all his savings, went directly to the most famous and only ninja tool shop on Konoha Street.

Tenten Ninja Tools Shop.

Looking at the shop's signboard, I don't know why, but from the moment I saw the name, I felt a special sense of familiarity. It even reminded me of a girl with the same name, Tiantian, whose looks and personality seemed to fit my aesthetic preferences...

"For a caged bird, I alone am enough..."

He let out a silent, self-deprecating sigh. After that night, he understood the suffering of many branch family members. He learned that despite the consistently high casualty rate among branch family ninjas, the majority of branch family members who were willing to marry and have children only had one member in their entire lives, and the underlying mentality behind it all...

Gently shaking his head to clear his mind of all sorts of random thoughts, Hyuga Neji, realizing he was just daydreaming, took a couple of deep breaths and stepped into the store.

"Welcome! What kind of ninja tools would you like? Oh, by the way, we accept custom orders. Huh? Neji!"

"day by day?!"

After a long silence between the boy and girl, the girl, the girl was more considerate and, putting aside her frustration at being forced to fill in for someone else today, quietly brought a chair for Hyuga Neji as he walked in.

Neji Hyuga looked at the girl he had always felt a certain fondness for, unsure of what to say...