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With a soft *creak*, the study door was pushed open, and a small figure slowly walked into the dim room.
Moonlight streamed in from outside, casting a long shadow of the little one across the floor.
"How troublesome. I really thought you wouldn't follow me here." Menma stepped out from the shadows of his own accord, scratching his head with a look of genuine perplexity.
The "Limited Tsukuyomi world" was clearly fake, yet why had the Black Nine-Tails followed him? And why had his girlfriend followed him as well?
Inside the Hyūga Clan Head's study, two figures—one tall, one small—faced each other less than two meters apart.
Menma Uzumaki removed his white three-eyed fox mask and looked down at the tiny figure standing by the door in the pristine moonlight.
Hinata Hyūga.
In contrast to the gentle and timid Hinata, the one standing before Menma now had her Byakugan active, veins bulging around her temples as she stared fixedly at the unmasked Menma.
Within those pure white eyes swirled resentment and an indescribably complex cocktail of emotions.
Hinata raised a palm, condensing Gentle Fist chakra, and lunged straight at Menma.
"You...!" Hinata cried out as she leaped, but her tears fell faster than the wind from her fist.
"You damn scumbag!" This Gentle Fist strike hit Menma squarely in the chest, causing his Transformation Jutsu to collapse instantly.
Following a puff of smoke, Menma reverted to his original child form.
"I'm sorry, Hinata."
That soft whisper caused Hinata's emotions to spiral completely out of control.
She lunged at Menma, wailing at the top of her lungs.
"You knew! You clearly knew! No matter what you do, I'll always forgive you!" With tears streaming down her face, Hinata opened her small mouth and bit down hard on Menma's shoulder, venting all the grievances she had harbored over the years.
"Hiss—you're actually biting me!" Menma hissed through his teeth, yet he allowed her to indulge in her wilfulness.
If this were the gentle Hinata from the *Naruto* manga or anime, she would never have done such a thing.
But if it was the uninhibited, hot-tempered "Big Sister Hinata" from the *Road to Ninja* movie's Limited Tsukuyomi world, everything made perfect sense.
A while later, having cried herself out, Hinata sat on Hiashi's desk. Her eyes were still red with tear tracks, and she rested her round face in her hands, watching Menma use his Transformation Jutsu to turn back into an adult to scavenge through her father's collection of ancient texts.
After waking up earlier, Hinata had been escorted back to the main house. However, she had learned about the night's attack from the guards, knowing that a mysterious person in a white three-eyed fox mask had assaulted the Hyūga family.
Since returning, Hinata had kept her Byakugan active. she vaguely remembered that Menma was very interested in the history of the Hyūga Clan, so she was certain he would return tonight.
That was how she had caught him red-handed in the study.
"If our world was fake, then why do I exist?" Hinata asked.
"I find it strange too. Not just you, but the Black Nine-Tails was also revived inside me." Menma flipped through the scrolls. Whenever he found something useful or of historical value, he tucked it directly into a storage scroll.
After all, there were so many texts that he couldn't finish reading them in a short time.
"But I truly felt the rejection of that world, along with all the sensations of unreality. There were no legends of the Sage of Six Paths, yet the feelings you all gave me were so real... so sometimes, I really can't tell the difference." As Menma thought deeper, he felt a throbbing in his head, and the veins at his temples twitched.
"Well... how should I put this..." Little Hinata, dressed in a white kimono, swung her bare feet back and forth in the air.
"Actually, there's another personality, or rather a soul, inside this body whose personality is the exact opposite of mine." Little Hinata pointed to her own heart.
"Hmm?" Hearing this, Menma turned his head to look at her.
He had thought that once "Big Sister Hinata" appeared, the other Hinata had dissipated. Was it a case of one body, two souls?
"Little Hinata, let me introduce you. This is the scumbag boyfriend I often tell you about, Menma." Hinata spoke to herself with her head held high, then her head slumped down.
The next moment, Hinata's head snapped up, but her face was now filled with panicked, bashful shyness. "Big... Big Sister... please don't be like that..."
This blushing little Hinata, looking like she was about to emit steam, was clearly the "original" Hinata from the manga and anime.
Menma Uzumaki watched her with interest. He reached out and placed his palm on her head, ruffling her short hair. "Nice to meet you. My name is Menma."
"H-hello... I'm also named Hinata..." Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
Feeling the gentle hand on her head, Little Hinata's face turned even redder. She lowered her head, her small hands twisting together in front of her chest, her pale feet curling up shyly.
"So, how should I address you two?" Menma leaned down close to Hinata.
"Um... usually... I'm the one outside... Big Sister spends most of her time sleeping..." Little Hinata whispered shyly, looking at the face right in front of her.
It seemed that the soul of "Big Sister Hinata" also required chakra to remain manifest.
Menma fell into deep thought.
He remembered that in the lore of the shinobi world, the relationship between chakra and the soul was extremely subtle.
"I see. Then I'll call you Little Hinata." Menma quite liked this version of her.
"You can call me Menma, or you can just call me Brother-in-law." Menma gave a thumbs-up, pointing to himself.
Little Hinata's round face was full of bashfulness, and there seemed to be a light in her white eyes as she looked at Menma.
Since her earliest memories, she knew there was a fiery-tempered "Sister" inside her body.
As the heir to the Hyūga Main House, Hinata had undergone rigorous training from a young age. However, her gentle and somewhat cowardly personality had greatly disappointed her father and the clan elders.
At critical moments, Big Sister Hinata would always emerge. Not only did she show extraordinary learning ability, but she also tore into her father and the elders without mercy.
She would call Hiashi and the elders things like "Old Geezer," "Old Fossil," or "Old Man."
One could say that among the Hyūga ninja—whether the Main House elders or the Branch House guards—there wasn't a single person who hadn't been cursed out by Big Sister Hinata.
Hiashi Hyūga felt a mix of admiration and helplessness toward Hinata's second personality. He admired her learning capacity and decisive nature, believing it perfect for an heir.
The helplessness came from her constant "Old Geezer" remarks, which showed absolutely none of a noble family's upbringing.
Little Hinata had often heard her Sister mention her "scumbag boyfriend," and she was very curious about this man her Sister couldn't forget.
*Slap—*
Hinata suddenly raised her small hand and slapped Menma's arm away.
"You scumbag! Don't you dare go after my little sister!" Big Sister Hinata had reclaimed control, accusing Menma of being a total cad.
"Back then we were so close! You said all those sappy things! You even said you wanted a son and a daughter with me!" Big Sister Hinata remembered how she had been swindled out of her virtue by this man in that world. She gnashed her teeth, her little fists clenched.
*Is... is this something I should be hearing?* Inside Hinata's mental space, Little Hinata's face was already as red as a steam engine, and she covered her face in shame.
"Ah, well, you know that was *then*," Menma retracted his hand, chuckling awkwardly.
"Go to hell! You stinking scumbag!" What came flying at him was Hinata's Gentle Fist!
(End of Chapter)