Chapter 8: Hinata’s Second Personality
Creak.
The door to the study room was pulled open, and a somewhat petite figure slowly walked into the dim room.
Moonlight shone in from outside, stretching the little guy’s shadow very long.
“What a hassle. I thought you wouldn’t follow.” Menma took the initiative to walk out from the shadows, scratching his head, feeling very bewildered.
Clearly, the ‘Limited Tsukuyomi World’ was fake, but why had the Dark Nine-Tails followed, and his girlfriend had followed too?
In the Hyuga Clan Head’s study room, one big and one small figure faced each other across a distance of less than two meters.
Uzumaki Menma removed the White Three-Eyed Fox Mask, lowering his head to gaze at the tiny figure standing at the door under the bright moonlight.
Hinata Hyuga.
Compared to that gentle and timid Hinata, the Hinata now standing before Menma had her Byakugan activated, veins bulging around her temples, staring deadly at Menma who had removed his mask.
In those pure white eyes surged resentment and indescribably complex emotions.
Hinata raised one hand in a palm strike, gathering Gentle Fist chakra, and charged straight at Menma.
“You!” The leaping Hinata shouted, but tears fell before her fist wind.
“Dead scumbag!” This Gentle Fist strike solidly hit Menma’s chest, and Menma’s Transformation Jutsu dissolved with a sound.
Bang!
With a puff of smoke dispersing, Menma reverted to his child’s true form.
“I’m sorry, Hinata.”
A soft call made Hinata unable to control her emotions any longer.
She pounced onto Menma, sobbing loudly.
“You knew! You clearly knew! No matter what you do, I’ll forgive you!” Hinata’s tearful voice choked as she opened her small mouth and bit hard into Menma’s shoulder, venting these years of grievances.
“Hiss—you really bit!” Menma drew in a cold breath but indulged Hinata’s willfulness.
If it were the gentle Hinata from the Hokage manga and anime, she absolutely wouldn’t do such a thing.
But if it were the willful, hot-tempered ‘Big Sister Hinata’ from the theatrical version ‘Limited Tsukuyomi World’, it all made sense.
Moments later, the cried-out Hinata sat on Hiashi’s desk, her eyes still tear-streaked, hands propping up her round little face, watching Menma use Transformation Jutsu again to become an adult form, rummaging through her father’s collection of classics.
From the moment she woke up, Hinata had been escorted back to the main residence, but she had also learned from the guards about the evening’s attack, knowing that a mysterious person wearing a White Three-Eyed Fox Mask had attacked the Hyuga family.
So after returning, Hinata had kept her Byakugan active. She vaguely remembered Menma’s interest in the Hyuga family’s history, so she knew he would definitely come back tonight.
That’s how she caught Menma red-handed in the study room.
“If our world was fake, then why do I exist?” Hinata raised the question.
“I find it strange too. Not just you—the Dark Nine-Tails has revived inside me as well.” Menma flipped through these classics, sending the useful ones with historical value directly into the Storage Scroll.
After all, there were so many classics—not something that could be finished in a short time.
“But I can clearly feel that world’s rejection, and all sorts of unreal sensations. There are no legends of the Sage of Six Paths either, but the emotions you gave me were so real, so sometimes I really can’t tell them apart.” After deep thought, Menma felt another headache, his temples twitching involuntarily twice.
“Um… how should I put it…” Little Hinata wore a white kimono, her two bare little feet dangling in the air.
“Actually, there’s another personality in this body of mine, or rather, a soul, with a personality completely opposite to mine.” Little Hinata pointed to her chest.
“Hm?” Hearing this, Menma turned his head to look at Hinata.
He had thought that when ‘Big Sister Hinata’ appeared, the other Hinata would dissipate, but it turned out to be one body with two souls?
“Little Hinata, let me introduce—this is that scumbag boyfriend I often mentioned to you, Menma.” Hinata raised her head and spoke to herself, then her head drooped down again.
The next moment, Hinata’s head snapped up, her face full of panicked, shy embarrassment: “Sis… Sister… don’t like this…”
The Little Hinata before him, face flushed red and nearly steaming, was clearly the canonical Hinata from the manga and anime.
Uzumaki Menma watched Little Hinata with great interest, reaching out his palm to cover her head, ruffling her short hair: “Nice to meet you. I’m Menma.”
“You… hello… I’m Hinata too…” Little Hinata’s voice was as fine as a mosquito’s hum.
Feeling the gentle hand on her head, Little Hinata’s face reddened further. She lowered her head, her two small hands twisting together in front of her chest, her pair of jade feet shyly curling together.
“So how should I address you both?” Menma leaned in close to Hinata.
“Um… normally… it’s me on the outside… Sister sleeps most of the time…” Little Hinata looked at the face right before her eyes, saying softly with some shyness.
It seemed Big Sister Hinata’s soul also required chakra to sustain itself.
Menma pondered deeply.
He remembered that in the Ninja World’s setting, the relationship between chakra and souls was extremely subtle.
“Mm-hm, then I’ll call you Little Hinata.” Menma quite liked this Little Hinata.
“You can call me Menma, or just Brother-in-Law.” Menma raised a thumb, pointing to himself.
Shyness filled Little Hinata’s round face, her white eyes looking at Menma seeming to sparkle.
From as far back as she could remember, she knew there was a hot-tempered sister inside her body.
And as the Main Family heir of the Hyuga ninja clan, Hinata had undergone strict training from childhood, but her gentle and somewhat timid personality disappointed her father and the Main Family elders greatly.
In key moments, it was always Big Sister Hinata who emerged, not only displaying super learning ability but also verbally dismantling her father and the Main Family elders.
Calling Hiashi and the Main Family elders ‘old fart’, ‘old geezer’, ‘old man’, and such.
It could be said that no ninja in the Hyuga family, whether Main Family elder or Branch Family guard, had escaped Big Sister Hinata’s sharp tongue.
Hiashi Hyuga felt both fondness and helplessness toward this second personality Hinata. He liked her learning ability and decisive style, thinking it very suitable for a Main Family heir.
But he was helpless at her constant ‘old fart’ remarks, showing none of a great clan’s upbringing.
And Little Hinata often heard her sister mention her scumbag boyfriend, and was very curious about this man her sister couldn’t forget.
Smack—
Hinata suddenly raised her small hand and slapped away Menma’s arm.
“You scumbag! Don’t you dare get ideas about my little sister!” Big Sister Hinata seized control again, accusing Menma of how much of a scumbag he was.
“You were so lovey-dovey back then! Saying all sorts of cheesy sweet talk! Even saying you’d have a son and a daughter with me!” Big Sister Hinata recalled how this man had tricked her body in that world, gritting her teeth, her small fists clenched.
‘Th… this is something I can hear?’ In Hinata’s mental space, Little Hinata was already blushing like a steam engine, covering her face.
“Ah, you know that was back then.” Menma withdrew his hand, chuckling awkwardly.
“Go die! Stinky scumbag!” Coming at him was Hinata’s Gentle Fist!
