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This is Hinata's "Fantasy" diary—
[When I woke up this morning, my pants and bedsheets were wet again. There's no doubt about it—this is ying's fault from last night...]
[No... that's not right. It was me... I was the one who shamelessly imagined in my dreams that ying-kun stripped off my clothes, touched me everywhere, and then…]
I'm truly a wicked, shameless woman.
[He even lifted my leg onto a wooden stake, held my foot gently, and used his tongue…]
[Compared to being kissed on the lips, this made my entire body tremble ten times more in the dream.]
And yet… the dream was so vivid. I could even hear him talking—clearly.
Calling me "Little Hinata-chan," whispering that he would one day "open" both me and "Kankō"...
[Kankō's Hand? Isn't that one of the legendary Sannin techniques? But why would I dream about that name? And what does "open" mean in this case...?]
It's so strange. I'm so strange.
When I woke up and looked at myself in the mirror, I started rubbing it again... and got caught by Hanabi.
I really don't have a shred of dignity left in front of my sister.
Luckily, besides Hanabi, no one else will ever know I'm this kind of girl.
Also… the strength I gained from sparring with ying in my dreams seems to have carried over.
When I trained with Father yesterday after school… I actually landed a punch!
Father even complimented me, and Hanabi was stunned.
It's all thanks to ying-kun. Even though he's only my Dream ying… he's so powerful he could even break through Father's defenses.
If only the real ying-kun was just as strong… and if the real ying-kun felt the same way about me...
Writing this, Hinata blushed uncontrollably and put her pen down.
Then she carefully tucked the diary into the inner lining of her uniform and folded it close to her chest.
ying-kun in real life would never like someone like her. He probably wouldn't even look at her that way.
He would only glare with that cold, disgusted stare he always wore now.
Well then... if ying-kun truly hates me, he should just punish me.
I'm going to be reassigned to a new team soon… I wonder if I'll get to see him more often...
"Yes, I'm sorry, ying-kun... I..."
"Why are you apologizing out of nowhere?"
Yu Uchiha Ying blinked at the strange girl in front of him.
Considering how often he had "seen" her in his future visions, maybe he should be the one apologizing.
"In the last sparring exercise... I hurt you…"
"It was just a drill. You think I'm so petty I'd get mad over that?"
"So… please punish me to make up for it! I'll be waiting behind the hallway corner!"
Because of her 'dream,' Hinata's body would heat up every time she looked at ying's physique, and her brain was a complete mess.
It had taken every ounce of courage to say that out loud, and now she couldn't even hear his response.
"Hey..."
This girl really wasn't listening at all.
He'd just said he wasn't mad, and she was already running out of the room like she was excited to get beaten.
Could it be that Hinata is... actually an M?
"Sit down and hear me out first!"
Yu grabbed her wrist to stop her from running.
But for some reason, it felt like he had just touched *skin*.
The fair-skinned Hinata trembled slightly under his grip.
"Y-Yes…"
And just like that, she returned to her seat—quiet, obedient, head bowed and blushing.
So... she *is* an M?
Yu gave her a couple extra glances.
Hinata, on the other hand, was silently panicking again.
The pants she'd just changed into this morning… felt a little cool again.
She touched them.
Still warm. Just like the dream...
Ahhh, why do I have to remember that dream *now*?
The moment ying touched her, her mind instantly spiraled into a swirl of erotic poses and trembling sensations she'd only ever felt in her sleep.
Ahh...
Fortunately, ying only grabbed her wrist for a moment before letting go.
If he had held it longer, she might have lost control right then and there.
——
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"What did you get from the teacher at the gate, Hiruzen?!"
Early that morning, Danzo stormed into the Hokage's office with barely concealed urgency.
Last night, he'd dreamt of their late teacher—Tobirama Senju—who had handed him a "gift."
The words Tobirama spoke in the dream had reignited Danzo's long-dormant ambition.
**Unify the Shinobi World!**
Yes, only the teacher and I share this vision.
But Hiruzen… that coward...
You didn't even tell me about such a major development!
That dream-gift must be a key to unifying the entire ninja world.
Since the teacher gave it to you, he must want us to complete this grand mission together—to rebuild Konoha's greatness and unify all the nations!
Now that I think about it, it explains all your strange behavior lately:
Going to the Senju compound...
Locking yourself in your office for days...
Summoning all those ANBU but not making a move...
That's just like you, Hiruzen.
Hesitant, soft, and spineless.
Looks like the job of actually unifying the world will fall on *me*.
Danzo glared fiercely at Hiruzen, still thinking about that powerful "dream."
"What exactly did Tobirama give you?! Tell me!"
"You don't need to know yet…"
Hiruzen puffed on his pipe, narrowing his eyes at his old friend.
If Danzo wasn't technically his subordinate, he'd have long sent him away—or worse.
Especially after the assassination attempt on Yu Uchiha Ying yesterday.
Danzo had clearly gone too far.
Has giving him so much power over the years been a mistake?
"You're hoarding the teacher's gift all for yourself!"
Danzo slammed the desk.
"The teacher said we must work together!"
"And what if the dream was just an illusion?"
Hiruzen raised a brow, skeptical.
Wasn't Danzo usually the most suspicious person alive? Why did he believe this dream so easily?
"I would normally doubt it..."
Danzo hesitated.
But I'm immune to illusions. My right eye holds the *strongest Genjutsu*—Kotoamatsukami. There's no way anyone could fool me with a dream.
But he couldn't reveal that to Hiruzen.
"I do suspect someone is manipulating us... but that doesn't mean I don't want to know what the 'treasure' is first!"
Danzo made his position clear.
But Hiruzen shook his head.
"That wasn't a treasure. It was… something else."
For a moment, he considered telling Danzo about the **Future Diary**.
But the diary contained details of his own death—*how*, *when*, *where*.
He couldn't risk it.
Even if Danzo claimed to be loyal, the man wouldn't hesitate to kill Hiruzen the moment it became convenient.
"So you really won't tell me? Even though it could help us unify the world?"
"You can go now, Danzo."
"Mark my words—you'll regret this!"
Fuming, Danzo turned and slammed the door behind him.
Left alone in the office, Hiruzen stared out the window.
"Danzo... I am the Hokage."
No matter whether that dream was real or not...
That **Future Diary** must *never* fall into anyone else's hands.
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