A woman, possibly in her mid-twenties, was walking down the busy road of Konoha, amazed by everything she saw. Two men, one with face well hidden, accompanied the woman.
"Lady Nyoko, are you sure we are at the right place? It's not even seemed the same as depicted in The Vault," said the man whose face was uncovered.
"Hundreds of years had passed after we've gone into hiding. Of course it's not the same. But, I'm very sure that I'm not mistaken. That," while pointing at The First Hokage large face stone, "is Hashirama Senju. And I think the one beside him was his brother, Tobirama Senju. Well, I don't know whose faces that come after them, but maybe they were the leaders of this country. And thus, I assume that he," by pointing at Naruto face stone, "is the current leader, or Hokage. The Vault depicted that during the last moments of our clan with Shinobi, Hashirama Senju and Uchiha Madara built this country and carved the face of Hashirama on top of the mountain. And as you well know, I learnt about Hashirama's face while studying physiognomy. That's why I recognized him, Yoson," Nyoko explained.
"So we're really in Konoha? Wah~ after all these years, it's still unbelievable that we're the first ones who got out from the hiding. Thanks to you, we have a solid reason to get out from that cramped village, although it seems that we're escaping," Yoson joked and pat the guy who covered his face.
Nyoko stared at Naruto face stone. His face… I think I have learnt that face structure somehow. Just who is it similar with?
"I think we have to keep going. People are staring at us weirdly," said Yoson.
While it's true that people were staring, but not at all of them, only at Nyoko. Her beauty, it's not exaggerated to say that it's very breath taking. No such beauty had been seen by the people of Konoha. The men can't help but stared at her in awe while there were among the women who seemed to be jealous of her beauty. Such beauty was the only thing they sew. They didn't realize the secret lurked behind her face. The secret of the darkest of secrets that even history didn't dare to write it down
Nyoko wore back her hat. It's impossible. After all these years, are there still people who recognize us? They began to walk faster than before and tried to ignore the people's stare.
They walked all day long in the streets of Konoha. It's when they somehow arrived at the Ninja Academy that they stopped and watched the children practicing their jutsu.
"Shadow Bind Technique," shouted one of the young Nara clan members. The shadow is casted on his opponent. His opponent, a girl, could not even move an inch.
Shadow? Nara clan? But that shadow is awfully short though… And the girl… The red fangs on her cheeks!
"Arghhh. How unfair! Shiro! Help me!" and then suddenly a small dog appeared out of nowhere and attacked the young Nara. But, before the dog could do anything, it's also trapped inside the shadow.
"You lost again to me, Akira. Let's go home. The school's already over. I have to go back home and help my family preparing for the Three Memorial Days," said the child from the Nara clan to Akira. Or precisely, Inuzuka Akira.
"I'm not even going to fight you, actually. I just want to know how long the shadows that you're able to cast. It's not that long. I think I can beat you someday, Yurui. Let's go, Shiro. We also have to prepare for the ceremony as well. See you later," Akira and her dog left the scene and walked past Nyoko and her men. Yurui and his few friends headed home in a different direction.
How interesting. To actually meet the children of the two clans that are written in The Vault. But, how awfully different. Those extremely short shadows and just one very small dog. A dog! They're not seemed to be as great as depicted in The Vault. Have time passed so much that their chakras grow weaker? Hmph. As I thought, these clans would eventually become useless without us, the Pure Blood Clan.
While Nyoko kept thinking to herself, a man in the green vest came and greeted them.
"Erm, hello there. Is there anything that I can help you with? You seemed to be very surprised looking at those children earlier," said Konohamaru to Nyoko and her men.
Nyoko glanced at Yoson. I told you never show any obvious face expressions! She was right. Yoson was completely amazed by the fact of actually seeing the ability of those two clans earlier in front of his eyes. All the jutsus and techniques he saw earlier, he only read them from The Vault and could only imagine how it look like. No wonder that surprised expression was glued onto his face, making him looked more like a weirdo. Logically enough, they needed to avoid suspicion from people around them to protect their identities even though there was high probability that even the name of the Pure Blood Clan was not even existed in the history. Moreover, what kind of people who have never seen a mere Shinobi casting his jutsu? That fact alone would raise any kind of suspicion.
Nyoko kept her posture and faced Konohamaru.
"Oh, hi. It was nothing. We came from a different country and it was interesting to see those children's duel earlier. It seemed like the Shinobi here are also trained as perfectly as other countries as well," said Nyoko, as calm as possible.
Oh my… She's so beautiful. Like, freaking pretty. How can this kind of beauty even exist? Who is she? Konohamaru was mesmerized by Nyoko looks. His face became red.
"Oh. Erm. Err… Well… From another country, huh? So, did you come to Konoha for the Memorial Days as well?" Konohamaru stuttered.
"Yes, we came to honour our distant relatives who had been killed during the Great War. And, by the way…,"
"Konohamaru-Sensei! Shikamaru-Sensei called you to come to his office, now," said a young girl from a distance. The girl and her friends walked towards Konohamaru.
"Ah, really?! Not again. I have submitted the reports properly though. Damn that guy. Everyone should go back home by now," Konohamaru complained.
"You seemed to be a busy person, Master Shinobi. Well then, we also should get going. Would you please…,"
"Who is this lady, Konohamaru-Sensei? She's so pretty. Oh, sorry for my manners. Hello, my name is Uzumaki Boruto and these are my teammates, Uchiha Sarada and Mitsuki. And you're?" Boruto introduced himself and his friends to Nyoko.
Shit, we really have to leave. Why do I suddenly get stuck in this kind of situation? Wait a minute, did I just hear Uzumaki? Uchiha too? Uchiha?!
"Ah. Sorry for not introducing myself as well. The name's Nyoko and this is my assistant, Yoson. And this is, well…," while gesturing at face-covered guy, "my nephew. I'm sorry but we really have to get going. Would you please excuse us?" Nyoko ended the conversation and walked away. Yoson and her nephew followed along.
"But, wait! Arghh, why do you guys interrupt us? I even barely talked with that lady," said Konohamaru to his students.
"Hahaha. Sorry for that, Sensei. Well, we're going first. See you at the ceremony tomorrow. I hope you will not stay up late for some lame work Shikamaru-Sensei would order you to do," Boruto laughed and leaved Konohamaru. Sarada and Mitsuki also said goodbye to their Sensei.
Just from behind a building near the Academy, Nyoko watched closely of those three young ninjas. Uzumaki? But, his hair is not red though. And that symbol, the fan… Yes, that girl is surely a young Uchiha. Yoson and Nyoko's nephew also realized the same thing.
"Yoson, Toichi, let's follow that girl," said Nyoko in a very serious manner.
The day was getting dark. Sarada nearly arrived at her home when she noticed something suspicious. She's been followed. She turned around and saw the beautiful lady she met earlier.
"Uchiha Sarada, am I right? Sorry about following you all the way to this place, but could you tell me if Uchiha Sasuke is at home right now?" Nyoko asked with a friendly smile. Am I even right? Is Sasuke really the name of the person we're looking for? I shouldn't be this careless. But… If what that person told me is true, it has to be him. It can only be him.
"My father? No, I don't think he's at home right now. Let me check for a sec. Please wait here," Sarada entered her home while wondering what business that lady had with her father.
"Mum, I'm home. Is father here?" Sarada asked Sakura casually.
"Oh, Sarada. You're already back. Unfortunately, not. But he will join us tomorrow at the ceremony," Sakura answered while preparing for dinner.
"Oh, is that so? Ok, then," Sarada went back outside to relay the information to that lady, but Nyoko already left upon hearing Sakura's answer.
Where is that lady? And who is she by the way? She's pretty though. I better not tell Mum about this. She would be very angry if there is any beautiful woman tries to approach Father. But… Should I tell Father? Sarada thought to herself while going back inside.
"We're right. That girl is Uchiha Sasuke's daughter. He will be at the ceremony tomorrow. Take a good look at everyone tomorrow and find a man who bears the Uchiha symbol and look like him. We also have to prepare for the ceremony. Yoson, buy us the memorial wear at the market. Toichi and I will look for more information about the Three Memorial Days or whatever they call it. We'll meet back at the inn," said Nyoko.
Fortunately enough, they met a farmer who explained vaguely what this ceremony is all about before entering Konoha. They want to know more about the ceremony because none of this was ever told in The Vault. They would learn something new out of The Vault, which was impossible for the Pure Blood Clan. Throughout their entire lives, they only read and learnt what was written in The Vault. Since they had been out of the hiding, there was a lot of occurrences where the things they saw or experienced were quite different as depicted in The Vault. Things had changed. The ones that was written in The Vault were only the past. And they had to catch up the present. Fast.
"Toichi, we're nearly there," said Nyoko.
"I feel it too, Aunt," replied Toichi, still not revealing his face.
"Since it's Memorial Day tomorrow, let's do it for your parents as well," said Nyoko gently. It had not been that long since her sister, Eiko, passed away. Even though she couldn't see it, she knew that Toichi was so grieved at the thought of his mother.
"Alright, Aunt," Toichi replied in a sad voice.