Year 52 of Konoha, winter gave way to spring.
On the sun-drenched commercial street of Konoha, Hinata walked at a leisurely pace on her short little legs, wearing an exquisite pink-and-white kimono under her signature pure-white fox fur cloak, holding a skewer of sanshoku dango in her hand.
Naruto acted like a dutiful little follower, dressed in his orange padded jacket, carrying two big bags of snacks Hinata had just bought, trailing right behind her step for step.
“Hinata, are sanshoku dango really that delicious?”
Naruto swallowed his saliva.
“Here, take a bite.”
Hinata handed the dango over.
Naruto’s face turned red.
He took a bite right from Hinata’s hand, chuckling foolishly:
“So sweet!
Anything Hinata eats is the best!”
Hinata rolled her eyes frantically in her head:
Sweet my ass!
Can you cut out that creepy look in your eyes, brat?
Ever since she was hit out of nowhere by Naruto’s line “I’m going to marry you” at the park last time, Hinata had been sitting on pins and needles these past couple of days.
Looking at Naruto now, no matter how she sliced it, he looked like a perverted yellow-haired kid trying to force his way onto a guy.
Seeing this scene unfold, the surrounding Hyūga Branch House ninjas on patrol whispered back and forth in the shadows.
“Look, the Young Mistress is feeding that demon fox kid again.”
“The Young Mistress is far too kind and cute!
That soft, adorable look—she’s truly an angel sent from the heavens!”
“Yeah, every time the Young Mistress smiles at me and calls me ‘Ojisan’, I feel like I could solo three Jōnin!”
Indeed, Hinata’s current status in the Hyūga clan was at an absolutely unshakable peak.
Not only because her father Hiashi regarded her as a once-in-a-millennium genius, but also because this girl had mastered the art of the “burikko sanning-loli act” to perfection.
In the entire Hyūga estate—from the rigid elders down to the Branch House guards at the gate—nobody could say no to a cute, carved-from-porcelain little girl with innocent eyes who soft-spokenly called them “Onii-san”, “Onee-san”, or “Ojisan”.
The moment she pouted, Hiashi could flip a table; the moment she shed a tear, Hizashi would bring Neji over to let her ride him like a horse.
Just as Hinata was enjoying the awe-struck yet doting gazes of the villagers and hidden guards on the street, while pondering how to straighten out the crooked little sapling that was Naruto…
“Ouch!”
Naruto was so busy staring at Hinata that he wasn’t looking where he was going, crashing headfirst straight into the back of someone ahead of them.
“Who’s that?!
Watch where you’re walking!”
An extremely obnoxious, childish voice filled with heavy arrogance and displeasure sounded above their heads.
Hinata stopped in her tracks and looked up.
Standing there was a little boy around their age with spiky hair, wearing a dark blue high-collared short-sleeved shirt, dusting off his clothes.
His fair, handsome little face was covered with the high-and-mighty demeanor typical of a prestigious clan.
And beside him stood a youth wearing a black high-collared shirt with long hair, whose eyes were gentle yet deep.
On the youth’s back was printed a red-and-white clan crest shaped like a ping-pong paddle.
Holy crap!
The Uchiha clan?
Hinata’s pale-blue Eyes narrowed instantly.
This spiky hair, this cocky expression, plus that handsome brother-con with tear troughs beside him…
Uchiha Sasuke!
And Uchiha Itachi!
“S-Sorry!
I didn’t mean to!”
Though Naruto was usually loud and boisterous, he still felt a bit intimidated meeting a young master from a big clan he couldn’t afford to mess with in public, bowing hastily to apologize.
Sasuke stuck his hands into his pockets, glancing down at Naruto from above, the look in his eyes unreservedly showing thick disdain and disgust.
“Hmph, so it’s that demon fox kid who’s always causing trouble everywhere.”
Sasuke let out a cold snort, raising his chin slightly.
“Filthy.
Get away from me.
The clothes of the Uchiha clan aren’t something people like you can touch whenever you want.”
Naruto froze, his apologetic little face instantly turning bright red.
He gripped the snack bags tightly, grievances and rage welling up in his azure eyes.
Yet he bit his lip, ultimately not daring to talk back.
Seeing this, Sasuke’s eyes grew even more contemptuous.
Then, his gaze carelessly swept over Hinata standing next to Naruto.
“Tch, someone from the Hyūga clan?
Hanging out with a kid like this—birds of a feather really flock together.” Finishing his sentence, Sasuke pulled back his gaze with supreme arrogance, giving Hinata a side profile that looked at her like garbage.
Dead silence.
The air on the street seemed to freeze in that single instant.
The soft, sweet smile on Hinata’s face faded away…
bit by bit.
Did he…
just look down on me?
Hinata’s inner tough-guy soul exploded completely at this moment!
Ever since I transmigrated over these past few years, even Hiashi, that old geezer, has had to serve me hand and foot!
Even the Kyūbi Jinchūriki has been trained into total obedience by me!
You unweaned little brat Sasuke—a cocky kid who hasn’t even awakened his Sharingan—actually dares to look at me with those eyes?!
And you even insulted my little follower along with it?!
“Sasuke, was it?”
Hinata kept her head lowered, her bangs shadowing her pale-blue eyes so no one could see her expression.
However, inside her small body, a surge of rage rose wildly like a volcano about to erupt.
Good!
Very good!
You just wait, brat!
Once I get to the Ninja Academy, I’m going to block all your proud Katon jutsu with Mukagen, and then punch your arrogant face into a pulp!
I’m gonna beat you until you drop to your knees and call me daddy!!
Extreme displeasure and rage caused a fleeting lapse in Hinata’s emotional control.
In that split second, an impossibly terrifying chakra belonging to the Gojō Satoru template—as vast and deep as the boundless universe—leaked out from Hinata’s small body without warning, accompanied by the ultimate pressure of the Six Eyes!
Just a tiny sliver of it!
It didn’t even stir a gentle breeze, nor was it noticed by the Hyūga hidden guards patrolling nearby.
However!
Standing beside Sasuke, Uchiha Itachi’s originally gentle eyes snapped tight in an instant!
BZZZT—
Itachi’s body went rigid.
His right hand instinctively reached toward his ninja tool pouch.
His gaze locked onto the head-lowered Hinata like physical blades.
What was that just now?!
Stormy waves crashed inside Itachi’s mind.
Though that chakra fluctuation was extremely faint and vanished in the blink of an eye, the shivering feeling of facing an endless abyss gave this once-in-a-century Uchiha prodigy an unprecedented sense of dread!
That quality…
that pressure that feels like it could swallow everything…
is definitely not something a normal person could possess!
Itachi took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the shock in his heart, refocusing his gaze on this porcelain-like Hyūga Young Mistress.
Seemingly fragile, yet unfathomably deep in reality.
The Young Mistress of the Hyūga Main House…
is truly far from simple.
In his mind, Itachi secretly slapped an extremely dangerous label onto Hinata.
“Sasuke, do not be impolite.”
Itachi stepped forward, quietly blocking Sasuke behind him to sever the line of sight toward Hinata.
He bowed slightly, his face recovering that seamless, gentle smile.
“Young Mistress of the Hyūga, my younger brother is young and ignorant, and his words were rude.
Please forgive him.”
Hinata raised her head, her pale-blue eyes having returned to their usual clear, innocent state.
Looking at the most famous “brother-con and cold-blooded killer” in the entire ninja world, she was secretly on guard as well.
As expected of Uchiha Itachi.
I only leaked a tiny bit of my aura, yet he actually picked up on it.
Now isn’t the time to clash with the Uchiha clan head-on—stay low for now!
“It’s alright, Itachi-oniisan.”
Hinata immediately put on an innocent, sweet smile, her voice as soft and sweet as cotton candy.
“Hinata isn’t angry at all.
But Sasuke-sama should watch where he walks next time too; it wouldn’t be good if he bumps into someone else.”
The words were flawless—showing the dignity of a Main House Young Mistress while slyly throwing a jab back at Sasuke.
Behind Itachi, Sasuke wanted to retort, but Itachi held him back by the shoulder. This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
“Thank you for your generosity, Young Mistress.
We have business to attend to, so we will take our leave.”
Itachi gave Hinata a deep look, then led the reluctant Sasuke away by the hand, turning to leave.
Watching the Uchiha brothers’ backs disappear around the street corner, the smile on Hinata’s face collapsed instantly.
“Tch!
What a pain!”
Hinata muttered under her breath.
Turning around to see Naruto still feeling down from being insulted, her irritation flared up even more.
This silly kid…
letting people walk all over him without talking back.
How is he ever going to be the seme in the NaruSasu ship…
wait!
What the hell am I thinking!
However, thanks to Sasuke’s interruption, a stroke of inspiration suddenly flashed through Hinata’s mind.
Right!
In the original story, this kid Naruto was an irredeemable “Sakura-con” at first!
As long as she brought out Haruno Sakura early on and got Naruto to fall in love with Sakura at first sight, wouldn’t her crisis be solved effortlessly?!
“Natsu-nee!”
Hinata suddenly turned around, shouting toward the empty air behind her.
Whoosh!
Hyūga Natsu’s figure appeared beside Hinata like a phantom, kneeling respectfully on one knee:
“Young Mistress, I am here.
What are your orders?”
Hinata gestured with her finger, beckoning Natsu to lean closer.
“Go investigate two people for me.”
Hinata lowered her voice, her pale-blue eyes sparkling with the fanatical light of a matchmaker.
“One named Haruno Sakura—pink hair, a bit of a wide forehead.
The other named Yamanaka Ino—light yellow hair.
They should be the same age as me.”
“Find out where their houses are, where they usually play, what they like to eat, and what they like to buy!”
Natsu froze, her face filled with confusion:
“Young Mistress…
why investigate a civilian and a girl from the Yamanaka clan?
Did they offend you?”
“Offend me?
No!
I’m doing a great deed!”
Hinata patted Natsu’s shoulder, speaking with deep earnestness:
“I plan to take Naruto to have a ‘romantic encounter’ with them.
This is a strategic plan concerning my lifelong happiness—it must be flawless!
Do you understand?”
Though Natsu felt completely out of the loop, seeing the Young Mistress’s extremely serious expression, she nodded without hesitation:
“Understood!
I will handle it tonight!”
Having handed out the mission, Hinata turned around, grabbing the wrist of Naruto, who was still dazed.
“Let’s go!
We’re done browsing!”
“Hinata, where are we going?” Naruto asked in confusion.
“To eat yakiniku!
Today, I’m going to turn my rage into appetite!”
Hinata walked ahead with high morale, her mind already frantically drawing up a wonderful blueprint of Naruto drooling over Sakura.
Little yellow-hair, I’m taking care of your first love for you today!
As for that Uchiha Sasuke brat…
Hinata snorted coldly, clenching her small fist.
Just wait till we get to the Ninja Academy—I’ll settle the old and new debts with you all at once!