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Reborn into Hyuga

Franz was one of the leading geneticists of his country. During his long work with the government, he has done many unforgivable things. Unfortunately, when the work and dream of his whole life were nearing completion, news of his atrocities leaked to the masses. The government, fearing an angry crowd, turned all the arrows on Franz, and the almost killed him altogether. Being in a desperate situation, he applies the decision to inject himself with an unfinished mutagen, after which he loses consciousness. Author. Just one of the ideas in my head. I can't say anything about the new chapters, if there is time and activity, I will definitely write more. I've only watched anime and if I make a mistake somewhere, please point out the mistake. This is a translator, so there are errors. You can also read my original work "The Path of Omniscience"

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Chapter 68. The beginning of the plan

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Stopping, Oroto turned to look at Samato with interest. – And you're big-eyed. Yes, it is, although there are more capable ones. – The man uttered the last words with visible contempt and barely noticeable hatred.

This did not escape Samato and squinting, he said. – Although this is inaccurate, but after examining the condition of your body, I noticed that it is not in order.

As soon as these words left Samato's mouth, the interest in Oroto's eyes turned cold. – Too big-eyed… You do realize that you're alive right now, just because your uncle is standing here?

Ignoring the bloodlust directed at him, Samato continued. - You said that there is someone in your clan whose bone management abilities are superior to yours? Can you tell me who?

The answer was a cold silence, which was interrupted by Ame, who was carefully watching what was happening. – This is his own brother Makotoro.

- Tc, don't you dare say his name in front of me. - The cold look in Oroto's eyes turned to anger and hatred at the mention of his brother's name. - That thing isn't my brother.

Watching the change in the man's mood, thoughts began to slip through Samato's head.

"Hmm, he has a pretty 'good' opinion of his brother. Maybe something will come out of this? If there is a Kaguya who has more pronounced genes inherited from an ancestor, it would be nice to get him for study. As far as I can tell from Oroto's demonstration, his shikotsumyaku is quite pronounced, since he can use bone techniques on such a large scale."

Concentrating on the site of the collision between Ame and Oroto, the scientist saw an abundance of bone spears and structures that flooded the area where part of the castle had previously stood.

"Although I can't say, but from what I see, the costs of manipulating osteoblasts and osteoclasts are too great for the body. Perhaps the regenerative ability of cells does not cope with the production of vital energy to supply the body… Well, let's omit these baseless assumptions until the sample is received."

Temporarily putting aside thoughts about the possible occurrence of Oroto's deteriorating condition, Samato looked at him seriously.

-I'm sorry, but I was just curious. Most likely, your "relative" has a similar problem to you or even worse.

Forcefully suppressing his anger, Oroto carefully looked at the boy. -... How did you figure that out?"

- Just my internal assumptions… Nothing like that… If I could study this question in more detail, I would have an answer... perhaps even a way to avoid worsening your condition.

Samato spoke as if stealthily, ignoring Ame's narrowed gaze. Kaguya on the other hand frowned, looking at the boy suspiciously. - Since these are just your thoughts, then keep them to yourself and do not dare to talk about them. – Throwing this phrase in a threatening tone, Oroto turned around, preparing to leave.

- I'll take note… But still, I advise you to reduce the use of shikotsumyaku to a minimum, or you will face a tragic death.

Squinting a contradictory look, Oroto asked. – Did you say that if you could do research, you would probably be able to find a way to help? What hypothetically is needed for this?

Smiling inwardly, Samato feigned thoughtfulness and answered with ease in his voice. – Well, probably ... a live user of shikotsumyaku and the more advanced his improved genome is, the more opportunity it is to get the necessary data.

Without saying anything, Oroto turned away, disappearing into the shushun. Looking at the disappeared silhouette, Samato thought.

- Not bad, but are you sure it's worth it? Hanshi said that what you want to do is extremely risky.

Looking at the thoughtful Ame, Samato shrugged his shoulders. – Life is a process of learning new things and the main thing is not to limit yourself. Isn't that what you told me, Uncle? - Hearing this, Ame's smile twitched a little. – As I already told father, it's unnecessary to worry, I have one life, and I know what I'm doing.

- *sigh * Good, you caught me. I'll see what I can do to "help" Orato. But now our main goal is the two Uchih, so be ready. Although it sounds arrogant, but few people in the clan surpass me in strength and the fact that I feel threatened by them is not good.

- I understand Uncle, as soon as I restore the previously almost completed barrier, I will start creating poison.

- Hmm... yes, well, good luck with the barrier.

Having finished, Ame put his hands behind his back, turned around, starting to leave, not paying attention to the condemning look in the back.

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Sitting on one of the many battlements of the high wall, the teenager stared coldly into the darkness in front of him. The only thing that stood out most in the darkness outside the busy city walls were a few lights coming from the torches of patrolling guards, or from the few windows of ordinary people of low status.

Suddenly, another silhouette appeared behind the young man. After taking a couple of steps and crouching down next to the teenager, the silhouette revealed itself as a young girl with blue hair.

- It's starting to get on my nerves… The losses are too great.

The girl spoke with sadness in her voice, lowering her head. The young man only squinted at her with a complicated look. – Naori, you must understand that this is necessary for the the future of our clan… It is necessary to remove weeds... – Putting his hand to the lost eye, the young man looked at the girl with regret and continued. - If it had been earlier, before the case when you pulled me out of the abyss of imaginary power, I would also be like them, thinking only about myself.

Smiling, Naori sighed. - But they're still members of our clan…

When Naka wanted to comfort his friend, he suddenly frowned and felt something. Jumping up, pulling out his sword, he whizzed across the empty space, sending a wave of air, which demolished part of the wall, cut the silhouette trying to sneak up on them. But to the frown of the guy, the silhouette froze for a moment, suddenly crumbled into drops of water.

Activating the mangekye, Naka quickly scanned everything around, trying to detect the attacker. To his displeasure, he did not find anyone. "Hn, something is definitely wrong"

- What is it?

Suddenly, he heard the surprised voice of Naori standing next to him, firmly grasping a sword in her hands and also looking around. Following the direction of her gaze, Naka, to his rising foreboding, saw that a text began to form in the place where he destroyed the water clone.

- Damn it, he didn't even let us prepare! – Dissatisfied, with a little anger, Naka exclaimed, reading the forming lines.

- What are we going to do? Naori asked uncertainly, biting her lip, to which she was followed by silence.

"... Since most of the actions required of you are simple and do not require additional explanations, I wish you good luck. And yes, this seal is also involved in the plan as a distraction… I advise you to start moving towards the castle right now."

Just at this moment, the last line of the text appeared, forcing the two young people to jerk sharply to the side. In the next moment, the sounds of dozens of explosions swept through the rather quiet capital, most of which occurred on the outer wall.

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