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He lingered at the torn garment.
It carried a chilling sense of evaluation.
Hinata trembled violently.
Immense fear almost swallowed her whole.
She subconsciously hugged herself, wanting to shrink even smaller.
But seeing Teacher Kurenai's agonizing state,
a strong sense of guilt and responsibility forced her to muster courage.
She remembered Naruto's never-give-up smile, and how he would throw himself into danger to protect his comrades... If Naruto were here,
he would surely step forward without hesitation, wouldn't he?
"I... I..."
Hinata's voice was barely a whisper, yet it held a resolute quality, "I'll take Teacher Kurenai's place... please..."
These words were like a thunderbolt,
jolting Teacher Kurenai awake from her daze.
She struggled to lift her head, her eyes filled with disbelief and terror!
"No... Hinata... you can't..."
Teacher Kurenai's voice was hoarse and broken, filled with extreme resistance and pleading.
She wanted to reach out and stop Hinata.
But the continuous mechanical hum and the churning blood and Chakra within her left her without the strength to even lift her arm.
She could only twist her body in vain,
emitting muffled whimpers.
Di Yan's gaze roamed over Hinata.
It held the interest of someone discovering new prey.
It had to be said,
although younger than Teacher Kurenai, Hinata's figure was unexpectedly full and well-proportioned.
Her loose clothing could not conceal the ample curves beneath her slender waist.
The hint of pale skin visible at her torn collar,
in the dim light, emitted a youthful yet alluring glow.
Compared to the mature and charming Teacher Kurenai,
Hinata's intertwined aura of purity and shyness instead stirred a desire to both ravage and protect.
"Alright."
Di Yan readily agreed, his voice tinged with pleasure, "Since little Hinata is so filial, I shall grant your wish."
He reached out and turned off the device tormenting Teacher Kurenai.
The humming abruptly ceased.
Teacher Kurenai collapsed as if granted a great pardon, gasping for breath.
But the fear in her eyes did not diminish; it only increased.
She struggled to get up, wanting to shield Hinata behind her,
but her exhausted body refused to obey.
She could only watch helplessly as Di Yan approached Hinata.
"If you want your Teacher Kurenai to be fine,"
Di Yan's voice was like a devil's whisper, each word striking Hinata's fragile defenses, "then you must... do it yourself."
Hinata's body trembled like a leaf in the wind.
Tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably.
She thought of Naruto, the blond-haired boy she had secretly loved for so many years.
Her heart was filled with endless guilt and pain.
Naruto-kun... I'm sorry... she apologized silently in her heart.
As if that could alleviate a sliver of the guilt of betrayal.
Her trembling fingers slowly rose,
unbuttoning the first button of her clothes.
"No... Hinata... don't..."
Teacher Kurenai's voice was tearful, yet as weak as a mosquito's buzz.
She watched helplessly as Hinata unbuttoned her clothes one by one, revealing more pale skin, but she was powerless.
Immense self-reproach and guilt almost tore her apart.
As a teacher, she should have protected Hinata.
But now Hinata had to sacrifice herself to save her!
Although Hinata had steeled herself, she was still afraid.
She squeezed her eyes shut, tears rolling down her cheeks.
Di Yan watched the scene with satisfaction.
"Very good, Hinata." His voice carried a cruel pleasure, "You are much more... sensible than your teacher."
Teacher Kurenai closed her eyes in despair, unable to watch anymore.
Only Hinata's rustling movements remained in the room... But... Di Yan waited for a while.
He only found Hinata with her eyes closed, like a crab flailing its claws... "Uh..."
He was a little helpless and couldn't help but urge, "Are you going to do it or not!"
Hinata's heart trembled at his words.
Terrified, she pouted her lips sadly.
Seeing Hinata's pitiful appearance,
Di Yan looked speechless.
Yes, she's just a little girl, what does she understand... Di Yan found it amusing.
Hinata needed someone to guide her on this path of enlightenment... And he, undoubtedly, was the guide.
"Hinata..."
Teacher Kurenai let out a mournful cry from beside her, her heart aching terribly... 25 Copying Byakugan; The Importance of Hinata and Hanabi's Escape
Who knows how much time had passed.
It was evening in a flash.
In the deep night of the sleeping chambers, moonlight flowed like water.
Di Yan lay by the bed, looking down at Teacher Kurenai and Hinata, who had fallen into a deep sleep.
Teacher Kurenai's long hair was scattered messily on the pillow.
Her face still bore traces of unshed tears and a flush from extreme exhaustion.
Hinata was curled up beside her, like a frightened little animal.
Even in her sleep, she tightly clutched her torn collar.
Occasionally, she let out a few uneasy mumbles.
Di Yan's gaze moved away from them, and a cold smile played on his lips.
He closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the depths of his mind, to the mysterious system interface glowing with a faint blue light that only he could perceive.
"Ding! Host has successfully copied Hyuga Hinata's Bloodline Limit... Byakugan (Elementary)!"
"Special note: Host can simultaneously be compatible with multiple eye technique Bloodline Limits, with no rejection reactions."
Looking at the flashing text on the system interface,
a surge of wild joy welled up in Di Yan's heart.
This system was more "generous" than any previous one.
It actually allowed him to successfully copy the Byakugan directly.
As expected, the older Hinata was more affluent.
"Activate Byakugan."
Di Yan murmured in his mind.
Instantly, a cool energy spread from his glabella,
flowing along specific meridians to his eyes.
Di Yan felt his eyeballs warm slightly.
The world in his vision, as if washed clean, suddenly became countless times clearer.
He opened his eyes, and the sight before him made him let out a low chuckle.
The previously dim sleeping chambers were now perfectly clear in his eyes.
Walls, furniture, even dust particles floating in the air, were all clearly discernible!
Even more astonishingly,
his sight actually penetrated the walls,
seeing the maid on duty in the next room.
Further afield,
the layers of palace walls were like transparent crystal.
The patrol routes of the guards, the distribution of sentries in the shadows, everything was visible at a glance.
He could even see the traps and secret passages buried beneath the courtyard!
"Is this the Byakugan...?"
Di Yan murmured in a low voice, with barely suppressed excitement, "It truly is the top-tier reconnaissance eye technique!"
Unlike the Sharingan's consumption of Chakra and mental energy,
activating the Byakugan consumed almost no energy.