Hinata Hyūga of the Limited Tsukuyomi world—
the Hyūga clan's eldest daughter, arrogant from childhood, undefeated among her peers.
As Uzumaki Kyūko watched the girl immediately go on the offensive against Hyūga Shiori, that information surfaced in his mind.
In that world, this Hinata had once grabbed the collar of Haruno Sakura—who was nominally the Fourth Hokage's daughter—and openly warned her to stay away from Namikaze Menma.
That alone was enough to show how fearless she was.
And judging from her clash with Nao last time, her strength was no joke either.
She was nothing like the canon Hinata—the shy, love-brained, caged canary.
This Hinata was something else entirely.
A hawk that soared freely through the sky.
—
"My dear mother~"
Hinata grinned as she spoke, voice dripping with provocation.
"Why didn't you come visit your poor daughter even once?"
Facing her so-called daughter from another world, Hyūga Shiori showed no anger at all.
She already knew that, in the other timeline, she herself had died early—right after giving birth to her second daughter, Hyūga Hanabi, when Hinata was only three.
Which meant this troublesome girl she disliked so much…
was, in fact, a child who'd grown up without a mother.
"I had missions," Nao replied calmly.
"I didn't have time to visit you."
"Missions? Just because of this Nine—"
"Quiet."
Nao frowned sharply.
"If you don't want to move back into a prison cell, you'd better shut your mouth."
"Tch."
Hinata clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction, then turned her gaze to Kyūko, who looked vaguely familiar to her.
"Hey, brat. You're Uzumaki Kyūko, right?"
"Want to know about the future?"
"I can tell you everything."
Kyūko stared at her.
To be honest, he did have some fondness for the original characters.
Even people like Sarutobi Hiruzen or Haruno Sakura.
And back when he first followed the story, this wildly different version of Hinata had left a strong impression on him.
After all—how could the heir of a great clan possibly be weak and timid?
Which was why her eventual fate in Boruto—becoming a full-time housewife—had been such a disappointment.
Hyūga Hanabi possessed eyes with the potential for the Tenseigan.
As her elder sister, how could Hinata possibly be inferior?
Ōtsutsuki Toneri had even called her the Princess of the Byakugan.
And that person ended up as a housewife?
So yes—Kyūko admired this version of Hinata.
But admiration was one thing.
Having an arrogant, smug, paper-character incarnation stand in front of him and talk down to him like she was doing him a favor?
That was a completely different story.
"Nao-nee," Kyūko said casually, reaching out and grabbing Hyūga Shiori's hand.
"Who's this person?"
He looked openly displeased as he stared at Hinata.
"…Huh?"
Hinata's eyebrow twitched.
"You little—"
She was just about to teach Kyūko a lesson when she met Nao's calm, warning gaze.
"Enough."
Nao sighed, clearly trying—very hard—to get along with this rebellious girl.
"Come back with me. I'll take you to see Father later."
Nao's father.
Which, of course, meant Hinata's grandfather.
"Why would I go see that old fossil?"
Hinata shot back without thinking.
Nao's brow furrowed deeply.
Disrespectful.
Foul-mouthed.
What in the world had Hyūga Hiashi taught her?!
Hinata, for her part, couldn't care less.
She'd mouthed off to her own father countless times—what difference did an alternate-world mother make?
Then she suddenly turned back to Kyūko.
"Hey, brat. Remember this—make sure you get along well with a girl named Namikaze in the future."
"She'll be your wife."
"Have a kid later. As for the name…"
"Hm. How about… Nami—Uzumaki Menma?"
Hinata said it with absolute seriousness.
She had no idea that Namikaze Minato was male in this world—but hey, if Uzumaki Kushina was a man here, why couldn't Minato be a woman?
—
At the side, Kaoru—who'd been quietly eating taiyaki—froze.
"…W-wife?"
Her face turned bright red in an instant.
I… I'll be Kyūko's wife in the future?!
That thought alone was too much for her.
She promptly fainted.
—
Kyūko stared blankly at the collapsed Kaoru.
He felt… tired.
So very tired.
He'd planned to just be normal friends with her.
Now this?
Between Sarutobi Hiruzen's not-so-subtle "support" and this Hinata's accidental nuclear strike—
How was he supposed to interact with Kaoru normally after this?!
"Eh?"
"What's wrong with her?"
Hinata looked genuinely confused, completely unaware of the emotional nuke she'd just dropped.
Nao sighed and carefully lifted Kaoru onto her back.
"This," she said flatly,
"is the Namikaze girl you were talking about."
Hinata blinked.
"Oh? Not bad, kid."
She leaned in close to Kyūko with a mischievous grin, draping an arm around his shoulder.
"Already got your future wife at such a young age~"
Kyūko stared at her, utterly speechless.
Alright.
This woman didn't just flip the chessboard—she smashed it.
So much for careful course correction.
The world's self-correction force was downright terrifying.
"Huh?"
"Why that look?"
Hinata laughed.
"With a wife that pretty, you've hit the jackpot."
She eyed the unconscious Kaoru with interest.
Not fully grown yet—but her future beauty was obvious.
Then Hinata gave Kyūko a knowing grin, the kind only "men who understand" would share.
"And hey—"
"Isn't a wife-raising plan perfect here?"
"Hehehe~"
Where did this female hooligan come from?!
Nao—do your job and take your delinquent daughter away already!
As if on cue, Kaoru—who'd just begun to regain consciousness—heard the words wife-raising plan…
…and fainted all over again.
Her small fists clenched tightly in her sleep.
It's…
It's wonderful…
I'll be Kyūko-kun's wife in the future…
That's the most perfect future imaginable…
Nao watched the scene unfold and could only sigh deeply.
Maybe the future Hinata spoke of truly existed.
But that was a future without interference.
Now that she, Hyūga Shiori, had flapped her wings—
Who could say what the future would look like anymore?
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