Hinata walked through the wooden corridors of the Hyuga residence holding a plate of tea snacks, popping them into her mouth one by one.
She didn’t care about being a Nine-Tails Jinchuriki or not; as long as that bastard Naruto stayed far away from her in the future, she would be immensely grateful.
Let Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura play their love triangle.
Even if she ended up alone, Hinata would rather chase girls than look for a man.
Even though she might be seen as a pervert for it.
But it didn’t matter; she was already Hinata now, how much worse could things get?
In this traditional family that seemed to exist only in black and white, Hinata had no interest in the Hyuga Clan’s rules.
Hinata had been in this world for six years, facing no crises and having nothing she absolutely had to do.
After all, if the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up.
As for the future…
Eh?
Hinata’s body suddenly stiffened as she walked.
Wasn’t my dear son Boruto the tallest one in the future?
Now that she didn’t want any intersection with Naruto, who would hold up the sky when it fell?
Calculating carefully, she would only be in her early thirties then—not even halfway through her life!
Masaka!
At this moment, Hinata realized the severity of the problem!
In the future, Naruto and Uchiha Sasuke would be nerfed to an epic degree, and it would almost entirely depend on her dear son alone to save the world.
Now that her dear son was gone, what was she supposed to do?
Could it be that she really had to get ‘plowed’?
Hinata shook her head frantically, almost instinctively shaking those damn images out of her mind.
No!
How could that be allowed!
Those damn Ōtsutsuki Divine Tree People—if my dear son can fight them, why can’t I?
Hinata had no ambition to dominate the world, nor did she have the grand aspiration to swallow the sun and moon.
However, the current Ninja World on the surface was just as it had been for a thousand years: Five Nations coexisting, small countries scattered everywhere, constant disputes, and endless warfare.
Behind this seemingly chaotic and cruel facade lay an even more brutal reality.
To the point that the so-called Five Kage, currently sitting high above, would be nothing more than a joke twenty years later.
Facing the Divine Tree People, facing the Ōtsutsuki—facing such enemies, the strength of the Five Kage was as feeble as an ordinary person facing a Ninja.
These were enemies that could not be avoided no matter what.
All these enemies were supposed to be faced by Hinata’s son, Uzumaki Boruto.
But…
Her delicate palms clenched into fists.
Hinata didn’t want to marry Naruto, but she didn’t want to wait for death either.
So now she had only one choice.
The future had already proven that Naruto and Uchiha Sasuke were both losers, so she would have to face all of this herself.
After all, regardless of everything else, the awakening of Boruto’s Jougan was due to Hinata’s bloodline.
Since my dear son could become the tallest one, why can’t I?
Hinata felt as if she were carrying the weight of all the nations in the Ninja World on her shoulders.
Become stronger.
Strong enough that everyone is left in the dust, strong enough that no one dares to look her in the eye.
Strong enough to crush the Ōtsutsuki Clan.
In the Hyuga corridor, Hinata swallowed the last piece of snack from the plate, chewing it fiercely as if through gritted teeth.
Farewell, my easy life.
“Hinata!”
Having learned that his daughter had given the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki a beating, Hyuga Hiashi walked over quickly, fuming with rage.
“Look at what you’ve done!”
“The identity of that boy you beat up is not simple. Come with me immediately to apologize at his door!”
Hiashi felt almost helpless regarding his daughter’s lawlessness.
If she’s like this now, what will happen in the future?
“Okay.”
Hinata turned around to look at her father, extending a finger to lick off the snack crumbs.
In those pure white eyes, a look flickered that Hyuga Hiashi had almost never seen before.
“Hinata, you…”
Looking at Hinata, Hiashi’s voice faltered.
He suddenly felt that something was wrong with his daughter.
If this were the past, she would definitely have brushed him off with total indifference.
Hinata’s reaction was naturally because she had quickly assessed her current situation.
Since she had hit the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, she might as well go apologize to the Hokage.
Strength is sometimes not acquired solely through one’s own cultivation.
If there was a shortcut to easily obtain power, Hinata wouldn’t mind taking it.
And meeting Hiruzen Sarutobi right now was one of the ways to step onto that shortcut.
Hinata didn’t expect that as soon as she appeared, her ‘kingly aura’ would manifest, causing Hiruzen Sarutobi to bow his head and gift her numerous forbidden techniques like the Flying Thunder God.
But she at least had to become a familiar face to Hiruzen Sarutobi.
Let him know: ‘Oh, this child is from the Hyuga, her talent is good, she’s worth cultivating.’
Although the Ōtsutsuki and Divine Tree People would take the stage one after another in the future, there were still over twenty years left.
Time was still relatively ample for now.
Moreover, if Hinata could obtain the Flying Thunder God Technique…
The Flying Thunder God Technique and the unparalleled sensory ability of the Byakugan would be a perfect match.
For example, how about taking a hit from my ‘Beyond Visual Range Space-Time Infinite Flying Thunder God Spiraling Rotation · Tiger Style’?
The Rotation, which was originally only used for defense, would instantly become an absolute offensive technique.
The moment the Flying Thunder God teleported her, the Rotation would already be smashing into the enemy’s face.
Therefore, contacting this Third Hokage was imperative.
“Let’s go, Dad. What are you standing there for?”
While Hyuga Hiashi was dazed, Hinata had already walked past him toward the direction they came from, leaving Hiashi even more confused.
Since when did Hinata become so understanding?
In Hiashi’s memory, the word ‘apology’ didn’t exist in Hinata’s dictionary.
But since that was the case, Hiashi naturally wouldn’t dwell on it too much.
“Hinata, what are you thinking?”
On the way to the Hokage Building, Hiashi walked alongside Hinata.
Although he was certain Hinata intended to apologize, knowing her character, he still felt uneasy.
“Does it matter what I’m thinking?”
“I’m just following your wishes, Dad.”
Hinata rolled her eyes, somewhat speechless.
When I don’t listen, you old geezer look miserable all day long.
Now that I’m being obedient and going to apologize, why do you look so worried instead?
“You’ve grown up…”
Looking at his daughter, Hiashi couldn’t help but feel relieved in his heart.
“If I beat that guy up a few more times later, can I come back to apologize more often?”
???
Three question marks popped up over Hiashi’s head, who had just been lamenting how sensible his daughter had become.
Do you think that kid is someone to be trifled with?
If the Nine-Tails goes berserk, the first one it’ll go after is you!
“That child is the incarnation of misfortune; do not go near him unless necessary.”
Hiashi felt it was necessary for Hinata to understand Naruto’s situation, so he simply used the Konoha villagers’ perception of Naruto to warn Hinata to stay away from him in the future.
“Then why are we going to apologize to Hokage-sama?”
“If he really were some incarnation of misfortune, the Village would never tolerate him.”
“Rather than being an incarnation of misfortune, it’s more like a problem with you adults.”
“He’s clearly just a kid like me.”