Hanabi took her physical development very seriously.
Especially with her Big Sister's rather... generous example always walking around the compound before her, she absolutely could not tarnish the Hyuga Clan's genetic honor by staying flat!
Many casual observers' perception of Hinata's impressive physique comes from the later Shippuden era.
In reality, Hinata had already far surpassed her female peers in this specific aspect way before the Chūnin Exams even started.
Ino would later develop a considerable figure as well, but at this Genin stage, she was still on par with Sakura—meaning they were both secretly hoping Tsunade would eventually teach them a medical jutsu to enhance their breast.
This early development demonstrates Hinata's absurd innate biological talent.
Otherwise, she and her sister wouldn't have eventually become the prime targets for the moon-dwelling Ōtsutsuki Toneri's creepy bridal obsession.
By the future Boruto era, Hanabi had completely lost track of how to cultivate this specific physical talent, having grown far too accustomed to relying on Naruto and the adults to handle crises while she slacked off.
Hinata, on the other hand, had completely squandered her combat potential to become a housewife.
In truth, it wasn't just Hinata; almost everyone in the Shinobi World was wasting their natural, biological gifts.
In the Shinobi World, a person's Chakra reserves exert a profound, physical influence on their body.
A severe, chronic deficiency in Chakra could literally leave one emaciated and crippled, exactly like the skeletal Nagato.
In the original timeline, after the devastating battle against Pain, Tsunade frantically consumed massive, inhuman amounts of food to rapidly replenish her depleted Chakra reserves—a biological method strikingly similar to the Akimichi Clan's calorie-burning Secret Techniques.
From this scientific perspective, the legendary Yang Release secret techniques that artificially enhance the physical body are essentially all variations of the exact same biological principle.
Indeed, though Tsunade's forehead mark is called the Yin Seal, the actual cellular regeneration it provides is entirely powered by Yang Release.
Therefore, a person's natural, massive Chakra capacity—barring external genetic interference—will inevitably manifest as a robust, physically impressive attribute.
This makes perfect biological sense.
Hanabi, being highly observant, had also noticed this unwritten rule of the shinobi world: Powerful female ninja with massive chakra reserves tend to be extremely well-endowed.
She absolutely could not become a flat exception to this rule!
"Hmm... right now..."
Hanabi pushed those inappropriate thoughts aside and attempted to consciously control her newly awakened power.
Instead of a catastrophic, explosive surge of energy destroying the lab, she found her small body effortlessly floating a few inches into the air, glowing with green light.
This, too, made perfect sense.
In the Shinobi World, instances of a massive power surge directly leading to a total, mindless loss of control were exceedingly rare for skilled ninja.
In the original timeline, Ōtsutsuki Toneri's sudden transformation from being completely eyeless to wielding the god-tier Tenseigan mode was a massive, unprecedented power surge.
Naruto and Sasuke's sudden acquisition of the Sage of the Six Paths' legendary gifts also represented tremendous, reality-breaking power boosts.
Yet even when those two teenagers immediately engaged in a life-or-death battle against Madara without a single second of adjustment time, they showed absolutely no signs of being overwhelmed or crushed by their newfound strength.
This was because the Shinobi World possessed a fundamental attribute called "Chakra Control," or, as Makoto would put it, "Precision."
If a ninja's mental precision naturally increased proportionally with the raw surge in power, there would be zero loss of control.
"Try actively attacking," Orochimaru instructed, taking a safe step back.
He pressed a button on a remote, and the heavy, reinforced laboratory ceiling slowly retracted with a mechanical grind, revealing the clear starry night sky above the Hidden Rain.
"Huh?" Hanabi blinked in surprise, hovering in the air.
'Why didn't this creepy snake dude open the blast doors earlier?!'
'What if I had accidentally blasted the concrete ceiling off with a burst of chakra and crushed us all?!'
"Attack... huh?"
Hanabi pointed her finger and attempted a basic physical attack, but instead, the chakra condensed and conjured a small, perfectly spherical green orb that floated near her shoulder.
Pew.
She casually set the glowing orb aside and tried using her previously developed, modified Eight Trigrams Air Palm technique.
Instead of a blast of wind, a highly concentrated golden beam with a trailing green tail shot from her fingertip, instantly vanishing into the night sky like a hyper comet.
"The Tenseigan proves once again that the ultimate evolution of the Byakugan is strictly meant for devastating, long-range artillery combat, Now do you understand why i've been relentlessly making you practice ranged attacks instead of hand-to-hand combat?"
'Hmm, I guess Toneri's 'Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion', with its literal forty-meter-long glowing chakra blade, technically counts as a 'ranged attack' too, right?'
Makoto stepped forward and curiously reached out to touch Hanabi's floating green orb.
This was the infamous Truth-Seeking Ball in its Tenseigan form, also locally known as a Chakra Rosary.
"That raw power hasn't dissipated in the atmosphere," Tobirama suddenly spoke up, his pale brow furrowed in deep concentration.
"The beam remained perfectly intact until it moved entirely beyond my maximum sensory range."
"What power was that? Ouch~"
Hanabi froze mid-sentence. Her one-minute timer ran out, the glowing green light around her suddenly vanished, and she plummeted from the air, falling neatly into Makoto's waiting arms below.
"The destructive power you just casually released into the sky," Tobirama said, his red eyes looking up at the stars.
"Its immediate physical impact on the surrounding air pressure was incredibly minimal, but its internal, lethal intensity hasn't diminished at all as it travels."
As the premier sensory ninja of his era, Tobirama's perception range was exceptionally, terrifyingly vast.
Precise, continent-spanning long-range sensing was a fundamental requirement for mastering the Flying Thunder God Technique.
During the future Fourth Great Ninja War, a reincarnated Tobirama could directly sense Madara's chakra on the battlefield all the way from Konoha, while Minato could pinpoint Naruto and the Nine-Tails from a similar distance.
Yet despite his immense, god-like sensory range, Tobirama detected absolutely zero weakening in the structural integrity of Hanabi's casual strike.
It was unlike a standard Great Fireball Technique, which would naturally bleed heat, gradually shrink, and extinguish as it frictionally traveled through the air.
But this golden power... he couldn't sense any natural decay whatsoever.
Could it be due to his own insufficient sensory ability against Otsutsuku chakra? Or was it truly, physically undiminished?
No.
Tobirama realized Makoto had specifically muttered the phrase "Truth-Seeking Ball" when touching Hanabi's green orb earlier.
Makoto had mentioned this exact concept in his stories before.
A symbol of the Six Paths level, representing absolute unblockable attack and absolute impenetrable defense.
Could it be due to the unique, physics-breaking properties of this Otsutsuki energy?
"Do you happen to remember exactly which direction you randomly fired that beam?" Makoto asked Hanabi with a deadpan expression after setting the exhausted girl down on a chair.
"..."
Hanabi gulped and pointed innocently straight up at the massive, glowing moon.
"It wasn't my fault! The moon was just so big, bright, and clear in the sky... like a perfect giant target! I just instinctively aimed my Air Palm at it!"
"?"
Black Zetsu, who had been quietly reading smut in the corner, suddenly snapped its head up in sheer horror.
'WHAT did this little brat just blindly attack?!'
"Don't panic," Orochimaru said smoothly, reassuring everyone in the room. "That specific power should have an extremely high, localized penetration value. If its truly that piercing, it will cleanly punch through and won't severely damage the moon's overall structural integrity. Even if it detonates on impact, the raw force of a single Genin's strike wouldn't be enough to shatter the moon."
His calm words implied a deeply crucial assumption: Hanabi's casual attack had definitely reached the surface of the moon.
"But... isn't Kaguya mama currently sealed inside the core of the moon?" Hanabi asked softly, looking guilty.
"?!"
Black Zetsu stared at the ten-year-old girl in absolute shock.
'What did this brat just call me?'
'And someone actually cares about my safety?'
'Black Zetsu' began to severely doubt its entire worldview.
It had always cynically believed that true familial bonds were entirely nonexistent.
Hagoromo and Hamura, had betrayed it , all for a human woman and a talking toad—disregarding It's feelings entirely.
'I really didn't mean to hit her...' Hanabi thought, pouting.
"Its completely fine," Orochimaru hissed dismissively. "As Makoto explained, it has high penetration and won't cause a massive, core-shattering explosion. That logically means it will only inflict localized damage equivalent to being pierced by a sewing needle—the exact same kind of minor injury Kaguya likely sustained daily when she was sealed."
"Such a minor flesh wound won't even scratch the legendary Chakra Progenitor, even when she's sealed and powerless in a rock," Makoto reassured Hanabi with a straight face, casually patting her head.
This comforting gesture wasn't just for show.
When Makoto had curiously touched the Truth-Seeking Ball in Hanabi's Tenseigan mode earlier, he had quietly gained a new ability.
By secretly channeling his own reality-warping power through Hanabi's lingering chakra signature, he very subtly altered the invisible threads of Fate surrounding the beam's trajectory.
...
The Moon.
Within the desolate, ruined castles of the lunar surface, all of Hamura's original descendants had perished in a civil war, leaving only the young Ōtsutsuki Toneri alive.
Toneri, who was currently the exact same age as Naruto, was still just a blind, arrogant, mischievous child living alone in a massive empty palace.
His lack of eyes didn't hinder his daily movements in the slightest.
Toneri calmly walked out to the ancient lunar outhouse and unfastened his pristine white pants to relieve himself.
Whoosh—!
A golden beam of light, completely invisible to his blind senses, suddenly shot straight up through the floorboards from the Earth below!
It flawlessly sliced off the entire front half of his robes, the tip of his nose, and completely vaporized one of his... balls.
Simultaneously, the structural seal holding the ancient outhouse together was violently pierced by the beam, causing a millennium's worth of the Ōtsutsuki Clan's accumulated, pressurized shit to erupt violently from the plumbing below like a foul geyser.
Toneri stood completely bewildered in the middle of a literal shitstorm, clutching his bleeding nose and his severely compromised lower half with both hands, screaming into the void.
'What just happened?!'
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Does anyone count how many balls have been severed in this fic?