Before Naruto could finish his awkward explanation, a cheerful voice called out from inside the house.
"Who's at the door, Naruto?"
It was Kushina.
She had already set down her bowl and chopsticks. Upon hearing that soone had co to visit, she quickly wiped her hands and walked toward the entrance.
When she caught sight of the guest, she paused for a second in surprise. "Aren't you… the head of the Hyuga clan?"
"Hello, Mr. Hiashi." Kushina stepped forward quickly with a warm smile, greeting him with the friendliness she was known for. "What an unexpected guest! Minato went to the Hokage Building early this morning. If you're here to see him, you'll probably find him at his office…"
She assud that soone as important as the Hyuga clan head wouldn't show up personally without a serious reason. Kushina straightened her posture slightly and remained polite and courteous, doing her best to represent her family properly.
But Hiashi simply offered a faint smile and replied gently, "You've misunderstood. I didn't co to see the Hokage."
He turned to look at Naruto standing beside them, his gaze calm and unexpectedly warm. "Actually, I ca here specifically to see Naruto."
"Eh?" Naruto blinked, completely stunned. "You… ca to see ?"
Even Kushina was caught off guard. "Huh?"
…
In the dream theater.
Sakura stared at the scene on the screen, equally surprised.
"W-Wait a second… Hinata, that girl on the screen isn't that you?!"
Sakura leaned forward, eyes wide in disbelief.
On the massive screen, the girl standing beside Hiashi at Naruto's doorstep was unmistakably Hinata.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuation detected from Haruno Sakura! Emotional Value 200!]
Hinata froze in place, stunned. She hadn't expected herself to show up in Naruto's dream.
Even though the girl on screen mirrored her gestures and expressions perfectly, watching it as a third-party viewer made her feel strange and overwheld, as if she were witnessing sothing deeply personal from the outside.
Why… why would Father bring to Naruto-kun's house in his dream?
And did we bring a gift too?
Hinata's head was spinning with confusion, her thoughts tangling up faster than she could process them. But despite the shock and bewildernt… joy quietly blood in her heart.
Could it be… Naruto-kun dreams about too?
If that's true…
[Ding! Emotional fluctuation detected from Hyuga Hinata! Emotional Value 300!]
Just then, Kakashi's expression turned serious.
Kakashi narrowed his eyes, staring at the father and daughter duo on the screen. His frown deepened.
"Hinata just happened to enter the dream space tonight… and now she's appeared in Naruto's dream right after?" he muttered to himself. "That's far too much of a coincidence."
His instincts were sharp this wasn't just random chance. Sothing deeper was going on. So kind of hidden chanism, a pattern he hadn't fully grasped yet.
Could it be… Naruto's dream changes depending on who's watching it?
If that theory was correct, then the person or power responsible for all of this… was beyond anything Kakashi had imagined.
His thoughts raced behind calm eyes, but on the surface, he remained composed. He leaned toward Hinata and spoke gently, "Try not to take this dream too seriously, alright?"
Hinata nodded slowly, still overwheld. She tried to calm her pounding heart and turned her eyes back to the glowing screen.
…
In the dream.
Naruto and Kushina both looked puzzled as they stood in the doorway.
Why would the head of the Hyuga clan co here to see ?
Naruto's mind was spinning. He had no idea what was going on.
"Are you not going to invite us in?" Hiashi said with a faint chuckle, smiling at the stunned mother and son standing in the doorway.
Kushina blinked, then laughed at herself. "Oh how rude of . Please, Mr. Hiashi, co inside!"
She stepped aside to welco them in.
The two Hyugas entered the house.
Hinata quietly changed into a pair of indoor slippers, then followed behind her father with careful steps. She held the silk-wrapped gift box in both hands, gripping it as if it might float away if she loosened up even a little.
Her head remained slightly lowered, and she was so nervous that even her breathing had beco soft and shallow.
So this is… Naruto-kun's ho?
It feels so warm...
Unlike the cold, strict elegance of the Hyuga compound, every corner of this house radiated a cozy, welcoming atmosphere. It didn't feel rigid or distant it felt alive.
Hinata stole glances around the room, her pale eyes flickering with curiosity.
The living room was simple, but clean and orderly. A few frad photographs hung on the wall.
There was a baby photo of Naruto, nestled in a cradle.
And just next to it family portraits.
In the photo on the wall, Minato held Kushina and a young Naruto in his arms, all three smiling warmly. The scene radiated joy, a snapshot of a truly happy family.
"Please, have a seat," Kushina said as she gestured toward the couch.
Hiashi and Hinata sat down side by side, while Kushina took a seat across from them. Naruto, still confused about the whole situation, obediently followed his mother and sat down as well. He stared wide-eyed at the Hyuga clan leader and Hinata, his brain still trying to catch up.
Kushina glanced at Hiashi and asked politely, "So… may I ask what brings you here today, Mr. Hiashi?"
Hiashi set the teacup he'd just taken a sip from back on the table and smiled. "It's nothing too serious. I simply heard that Naruto graduated from the Ninja Academy at the top of his class. As an elder of the village, I thought it only proper to co and congratulate him."
As he spoke, he gently patted Hinata's shoulder.
"Hinata," he said calmly, "do you rember what I told you before?"
Hinata's whole body tensed at once. Her hands nearly slipped from the gift box she was holding.
Startled, she tightened her grip on it quickly. Her face turned bright red, and she stamred nervously, "I-I… I…"
Naruto, who had been silently observing from the side, grew more confused when he saw Hinata's face suddenly turn crimson and her body freeze up.
He scratched his cheek awkwardly and tried to sound mature and polite. "Uh… Hinata, did you want to tell sothing?"
The mont Naruto spoke to her directly, Hinata's blush deepened. Her brain went completely blank.
Without a word, she timidly extended the beautifully wrapped gift box with both hands.
"N-Naruto-kun… this… this is for you…"
She managed to say the words, but it took everything she had. Her voice was barely audible, and as soon as the words left her lips, she felt like hiding under the table or digging a hole and disappearing entirely.
…
In the viewing theater
[Ding! Emotional fluctuation detected from Hyuga Hinata! Emotional Value 800!][Ding! Emotional fluctuation detected from Hyuga Hinata! Emotional Value 800!][Ding! Emotional fluctuation detected from Hyuga Hinata! Emotional Value 800!]
"Hinata?! Hey, Hinata are you okay?"
Sakura turned in alarm. Hinata, seated next to her, had both hands pressed to her chest, cheeks burning red, and was breathing quickly.
Clearly, the real Hinata was just as overwheld as the dream version.
Sakura watched the scene on the screen with a mix of worry and frustration.
"Seriously, Naruto is such an idiot!" she huffed, helpless. "He just dread of confessing to him a few days ago, and now he's imagining Hinata doing it too…"
She stamped her foot, both embarrassed and annoyed. "Why does every girl in his dream act like this? This is way too much!"
Beside her, Hinata looked like she wanted to disappear.
Her hands clutched the corners of her sleeves tightly, her head lowered until her forehead was practically buried in her chest. Her voice trembled as she mumbled softly:
"How could Naruto-kun… have this kind of dream…? H-How could he…?"
Her entire body was steaming like a kettle on full boil. She was so flustered, she looked ready to lt into her seat.
Sakura stared at her, dumbfounded. "???"
She had fully expected to vent together, but instead of embarrassnt or outrage, Hinata looked completely overwheld with… happiness?
Sakura's brows furrowed as a realization hit her.
Wait a minute… Hinata, are you actually… happy right now?
This can't be right.
Kakashi's pupils narrowed slightly as he stared at the screen, shaken by the turn of events.
He had never imagined today would unfold like this and for a brief mont, he was completely stunned.
While the two girls in the audience wrestled with emotional chaos, Aren, hidden in the darkness of the dream theater, was quietly overjoyed.
On the glowing system panel in front of him, emotional values were rising rapidly, updating line after line in a flood of notifications.
He stared at it in awe for a second, then let out a soft chuckle, clicking his tongue in amazent.
As expected of Hinata the Steam Princess lives up to her na!
If I had known she was this effective, I would've brought her in much sooner.
Right now, no one could match Hinata's output. Blushing, stamring, steaming with embarrassnt… she was a walking, emotional value generator.
Still hidden in the shadows, Aren wore a deeply satisfied smile.
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