Kapitel 3: •Where is my op power?•
"Miko, what are you doing?" Nee-san asked through sleepy yawns.
"Training." I replied, eyes focused on attacking the spot of the tree marked 'x' with precision using the heels of my palms. Truth be told, I just couldn't sleep, but wouldn't that sound cool no? The whole training at night thingy.
As a result of repeating this action, my palms were red and buzzing, but I paid no heed to the feeling of burn on it.
"We're girls from the branch family. We don't train and become shinobi. We serve the main branch. That's been our family tradition since the beginning." sister strictly spoke, slightly raising her voice so it reverberated in the silent night.
She stood up from the futon, eyes showing a scary glare to shoot down any of my unsaid arguements. Her brows furrowed slightly and a disappointed expression adorned her face.
The sound of crickets and cicadas buzzed in the sudden freezing night with only the light of our ancestor illuminating the place.
"What if I don't want to?" I asked nonchalantly, this time focusing on catching the fallen leaves before it landed on the ground. I did not expect her to get so worked up about it, but I admit that I enjoyed seeing her get so riled up.
Her white eyes turned grim as a shadow loomed over her face. This time, her voice was low and a dangerous aura similar to a threat oozed off, "Don't let the elders or Kaa-san hear this."
"Yes." I squeaked out, reigning in the barrage of curses and taunts after seeing her expression; it was scary to the point it send chills down my spine.
The pupil-less white eyes a replica of mine seemed to glow under the help of our mother ancestor, the moon.
"That's good then. Come on, go to sleep." sister said, gesturing to the futon beside her as I obeyed.
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A few days after the sealing ceremony, when the curse seal no longer bothers me(much), my sister started training me to serve the main family.
She shoved up appropriate postures and etiquettes, as well as the appropriate way to serve tea to guests or the main family members and also the correct way to brew it.
In my old world, this would've been an impossible feat. Asking a three year old to do strenuous exercises that required alot of mental discipline to keep a stationary position?
Yea, like I said. Impossible.
But I'm in an anime now, my old logic should be thrown off the window. As previously mentioned: adapt, improvise and overcome. If the logic of my old world prevents me from adapting to this world, then it can burn in hell; where I'm supposed to be.
The only positive thing I see in doing this is that the Hyūga maid uniform looked cute. It was a plain black kimono-like outfit and a frilly white apron, similar to how one would imagine a japanese traditional twist of a lolita maid cosplays.
"Straighten your back." Nee-san spoke, poking my spine area with a wooden rod. Had it not been for the way she looked like she had her byakugan activated, I would have long escape from this gut-wrenching boring lessons.
I can already feel the lost of my motor controls on my legs for I have sat for far too long in the seiza style. Poor legs of mine, you have my respect leggie.
"Keep a 90° angle, always be prepared for guest and don't show your emotions in whatsoever situation. You must never voice out your opinion nor must you show emotion unless told to do so." she continued her lecture.
"What if I have an emergency?" I blurted out. The question was really just out of genuine curiosity, not like I wanted to get a reaction out of her or something. Ok, maybe a little bit of that last part. I'm a shitty person but at least I admit that I am!
"Hold it." she replied as a matter of fact, turning so I would be facing her now instead of her back.
"But if I can't?" Again, I made another mental note not to push the buttons.
"Then you'll have to learn to." she replied monotonously, squinting her eyes as if daring me to argue again.
I could've sworn if it had not been my rational side reigning back the raging emotions, I would've shed some blood in the main compound. Not that I could as the adults would certainly be much more powerful and experienced in combat when compared to me, but there was always the weaker option; one being Hinata.
Now I see why Neji bullies her at every given opportunity. She really is the easier target for the anger and grudges the side branch held for the main.
"Do you understand?" Nee-sama's voice interrupted my treason-filled thoughts.
"Yes." I lied through my teeth, easily dispelling her suspicions that I wasn't paying attention to her last bit of sentences.
"Very well, I have to help around the compound now. So you're free." she said, finally revealing a small smile after seeing me breathe out a sigh of relief.
Now what to do? I was free for the whole afternoon now and until I'm eligible to serve as a maid. Well, that's a long time in the future so I'll just care about it after it happens.
For now, I can try to train on activating my clan's kekkei genkai, but I don't how. Theoretically it was calling upon chakra and letting it flow to the eyes, but applying it in real life?
Heck, I don't even know what chakra feels like. But to further explain it in simpler terms, chakra is supposed to be connected to the nerve and circulatory system correct?
Well, I don't feel any supernatural warm power in the core of my body. Nothing feels out of place, except maybe for the fact that these people and place used to be 2D and only available at my phone. Maybe I can try to meditate? It wouldn't be my first time meditating so there's a higher chance I'll succeed in doing so (calling upon chakra).
Nonono it's too early for self-taught chakra training. Who knows, I might accidentally venture into nature chakra and explode or turn into animals.
Shooting down all the other options with logic and overthinking, I decided to wander off a bit- just a tiny little bit further from the compound.
Maybe then, I'll find some available shinobi to fool into teaching me basic shinobi educations.
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Wöchentlicher Energiestatus
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Rangliste 
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Stein