Chapter 60: The Polite, Gentle, and Kind Hinata - The White Eyed Princess of Konoha

**Chapter Sixty: The Polite, Gentle, and Kind Hinata** Though Temari still dared not completely drop her guard, Hinata's words brought a slight ease to her expression. Kankuro shouldn't be dead, right? Temari spoke seriously, "Since it was a misunderstanding, I apologize on behalf of my companion." Despite the prevalence of persuasive speeches in the world of ninja, with Naruto using them to defeat opponent after opponent, it's worth noting that before the eloquent rhetoric, Naruto first had them beaten into submission. Zabuza, Gaara, Nagato, Obito Uchiha—none of these individuals listened to Naruto's reasoning until after they had been defeated. If you can't beat them, who will pay attention to your chatter? Forget reasoning, just fight! See, I've defeated them, and they're still the ones who have to apologize to me obediently. Therefore, using force to assert reason is the true essence of persuasion. "No problem!" Hinata, the distinguished young lady from the Hyuga clan, was naturally unimpeachable in matters of etiquette. She cheerfully and kindly said, "Actually, we were partly to blame too. Is your companion okay? Do you need to send him to the hospital?" "Speaking of which, it's my fault too. I initially just intended to stop him and didn't even use half my strength, but I never expected your companion would be so weak. I'm truly sorry." "It's all my fault for misjudging your abilities. Please do forgive me!" Temari: "..." The person who beat up my companion is apologizing obediently, so why don't I feel any better? Hinata, with an appearance of a well-behaved girl, continued, "If you need to take your companion to the hospital, I can cover the medical expenses. Our Hyuga clan has some money. I've heard that medical costs at our Konoha Hospital are quite high, and seeing as the Sand Village is in the desert, prices must differ." "If you end up arguing with hospital staff over high medical fees, it would be quite disgraceful for us in Konoha." Our Hyuga clan isn't short on money! Hinata thought to herself, "Go ahead and agree! Maybe I can even embezzle a little from this." Thanks anyway, but we can cover the treatment costs. Temari walked over to help Kankuro up. He was already unconscious, seemingly unharmed externally, but blood was streaming from his mouth and nose. Temari glanced at Hinata, analyzing internally, "I've long heard that the Hyuga's Gentle Fist can attack one's meridians and internal organs. Seeing it today, it's indeed formidable—so this is the strength of a Konoha genin?" Luckily, Hinata wasn't aware of Temari's thoughts; otherwise, she'd tell her: You're wrong, my two teammates have been genin their entire lives—they're the true benchmarks of Konoha genin strength. "Huh?" Hinata raised an eyebrow slightly, her gaze shifting to a tree outside the wooden fence. Someone was there. 'Ssshhhh...' A light sand gusted along the tidy streets as Gaara suddenly appeared, casting a cold glance at Hinata before turning to Temari and saying, "Embarrassing yourself in someone else's village... Be careful, or I might kill you." Hinata: Noted that look. Temari shuddered, trembling all over, "I'm sorry, really sorry." After saying this, Gaara turned to Hinata and said softly, "Truly sorry..." Hinata nodded slightly, maintaining her politeness, "It's fine, I forgive you." Rest assured, I'm not the vengeful type. Gaara: "..." Gaara turned away, saying blandly, "Let's go." Watching the retreating figures of the Sand siblings, Hinata couldn't help but reflect on the passage of time. In the blink of an eye, twelve years had gone by. Once, I could still be a carefree child, relishing the joys of childhood, but now I must consider some things. The time for diligence has come! Somewhat melancholic, Hinata waved listlessly as she parted from Naruto, saying, "I'm heading back. You guys continue with your ninja games!" Returning home, Hinata took a bath, changed into black pajamas, and collapsed into bed. Too lazy to move. On the way home, she had clearly resolved to start training upon arriving, so why was she like this? It must be that my blanket and bed missed me too much. Moreover, I had clearly planned this; it wasn't just my wishful thinking. After a bit of self-consolation, Hinata soon drifted into sleep. If not for dinner, she wouldn't have gotten up at all. Each night after dinner marked the beginning of Hinata's arduous days. Upon returning from the Land of Waves, Hiashi Hyuga promptly reported Hinata's performance to Hiashi Hyuga. He said Hinata had effortlessly defeated the rogue ninja, Zabuza, and during regular training, not even the combined efforts of the four could defeat her—Hinata even put Konoha's Anbu Squad in their place. In a wave of praise that reached the heavens and produced lotus, Hiashi Hyuga lavishly extolled Hinata before Hiashi Hyuga. The direct consequence of this was that the reward for delivering the executioner's blade was commandeered by Hiashi Hyuga. Moreover, the indirect consequence was that every night, Hiashi Hyuga personally trained Hinata. And Hinata's nighttime training increased from two to four hours. Seven to eleven o'clock... Hinata not only had her earnings seized but had to endure arduous training every night, with no free time at all during the evenings. No nightlife left. I'm telling you, this enmity has grown. And Hiashi Hyuga smugly appeared before Hinata daily, saying, I've said lots of good things about you to Hiashi-sama, haven't I? Am I not good to you? ... On the afternoon of July 1st, at three o'clock, Hinata, Naruto, and Sasuke arrived together at Ninja Academy. Looking over the familiar school grounds, Hinata felt a pang of nostalgia, "Though it's not been long since graduation, it feels as if I've been away for years. I beat quite a few people on this field!" For some reason, upon hearing this, both Sasuke and Naruto felt a peculiar pain in their stomachs. Thankfully, there's no longer a need to spar with Hinata. Hinata used to be fine, preferring to hit the stomach, but now she likes to aim for the kidneys. Those are two entirely different kinds of pain. Entering the academy building, the three made their way up to the second floor. Everywhere they looked were all sorts of people, dressed in non-mainstream fashions yet convinced of their own coolness. And there were individuals well into their twenties, even thirties. Upon seeing these people, Hinata grasped the true meaning of life's hardships. 'Bang!' A young man with bushy eyebrows, dark, lustrous hair like a watermelon rind covering his head, clad in a green bodysuit, was knocked to the ground. At the door of 'Classroom 301,' two genin wearing Konoha headbands blocked the entrance, barring anyone from entering. These two... weren't they minor characters turned chunin in the original, with some scenes fighting Hidan? Hinata's fingers itched—should I give them a little poke? After a moment's thought, Hinata decided to let it go. They were the examiners for the first test—better not provoke them. Hinata didn't go over to greet Neji either. She simply tapped Naruto and Sasuke on the shoulders, dispelling the genjutsu for them, and took the lead heading upstairs to the third floor.