Hikari Uchiha in Animeverse

In the Naruto world, Konohagakure. 

Deep within the Uchiha clan's compound, nestled at the foot of a mountain, stood a secluded villa. 

Having just finished a major cleaning spree, Uchiha Hikari stretched lazily, dispelled her Kage Bunshin (Shadow Clones), and spat a Gōkakyū no Jutsu (Great Fireball Technique) to light the fireplace in the living room. 

The flames roared to life. 

After a moment, as the air warmed up, Hikari sent an invite to Eri in the chat group. 

And then… 

Barely ten seconds later. 

[Little Monster requests to enter the Nameless World] 

"…That was quick," Hikari muttered, a bit surprised but assuming Eri was just super prepared. She approved the request with a tap. 

A flash of white light filled the room. 

Like a burst of spring sunshine, a girl appeared before Uchiha Hikari— 

She was young, barely a teenager by the look of her. 

Though tall enough, she gave off a delicate, almost childlike vibe, like she wasn't even sixteen. Her slightly youthful face had refined, delicate features, and her rose-red eyes held a touch of confusion. Silky, dark red hair cascaded over her shoulders, and below that, her slender frame was wrapped in nothing but a large bath towel. Her fair skin gleamed like ivory in the soft morning light. 

Lower still, her bare feet touched the villa's wooden floor, her toes smooth and glossy like pearls. 

Everything about her was like a breathtaking painting—every inch radiating elegance, purity, and a timeless grace that made you hold your breath, afraid to shatter the moment. 

"…" 

A brief silence. 

Hikari opened her mouth, then closed it, at a loss for words. 

Across from her, Eri blinked, her doe-like eyes studying Hikari for a moment. Then she scribbled something on her little notebook and held it up: "Hello, I'm Eri." 

"…I know you're Eri, but…" 

What's with this getup? Couldn't you at least put on some clothes before popping over? 

Aren't you cold? 

Was that lightning-fast response because you just jumped through without a second thought? 

Though she hadn't seen it herself, Hikari could tell from Eri's current state—wet hair still carrying the faint sandalwood scent of shampoo, clad in nothing but a towel—that she'd probably been mid-bath when she crossed over. 

"Hikari… don't you like me?" 

Eri, misreading Hikari's stunned reaction, scribbled again, her eyes tinged with panic, like a kitten who'd messed up. 

"It's not about liking or not liking…" 

"Forget it. Hang on, I'll grab you something to wear." 

Hikari gave up on explaining, first pulling all the living room curtains shut. Then she headed to her bedroom. 

By now, she'd pieced together why Eri showed up like this— 

Raised in isolation, Eri's mental age was younger than her years, and her grasp of gender norms was hazy at best. She probably had no clue how showing up half-naked might come across. 

In the original Dragon Clan story, her first meeting with Lu Mingfei was just as bold—she was bathing and even changed clothes right in front of him. Lucky for her, it was Lu Mingfei, the guy with a lion in his eyes, who saw her. If it'd been someone from the Gattuso family, who knows how that would've played out. 

"Gotta find a moment to talk to Eri about this…" 

Musing to herself, Hikari returned to the living room with an armful of clothes—inner and outer layers—and gestured for Eri to put them on. 

She stepped back, arms crossed, double-checking the curtains to make sure no one could peek in. Using sheer willpower, she avoided glancing at Eri, who was rustling into the clothes. 

Of course… 

The mirror on the wall caught a few stray reflections. 

Hikari let out a soft breath, her cheeks warming as she lowered her eyes. 

A few minutes later, Eri—now in a long-sleeved shirt and jeans—tugged at her bra strap and pointed to her chest, holding up her notebook: "This part feels really tight." 

Then she gestured at the sleeves, which stopped short of her wrists: "And this part's kinda short." 

"…" 

Sorry for being short and flat-chested, okay? 

Sure, Hikari had "lived" for over a century, but her body had been in stasis during her sealing, so physically, she was still a thirteen-year-old girl. Barely five feet tall, not exactly busty—her clothes were bound to be a tight fit on Eri. 

Still… 

Glancing at Eri, who looked like she was struggling to breathe, Hikari coughed awkwardly. "Just make do for now. You can unhook the back if it's too much… I live alone, so I've only got my own clothes. We'll go shopping for you later." 

"Okay." 

Eri nodded obediently. 

Since she hadn't expected their first meeting to kick off in such a bizarre way, Hikari's carefully planned conversation starters went out the window. She was at a loss for how to begin. 

Eri, on the other hand, seemed unfazed. After looking around, she held up her notebook: "Is this Konohagakure?" 

"You know about Konohagakure?" 

"Namikaze Minato-san said you two are from the same world. I found his name in Naruto…" 

Eri paused, hesitating, before writing more: "But I didn't see your name, Hikari. Were you killed by that Uchiha Itachi guy too?" 

"Nah, that's not it…" 

Hikari's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly asked, "When you came over from your world, how far into Naruto was the anime?" 

"Episodes?" 

Eri clearly hadn't memorized episode numbers. After Hikari clarified, she thought hard and wrote: "It was that guy with eyes like yours who killed the snake-looking guy, then went off with a few others…" 

"Sasuke killed Orochimaru?" 

Hikari closed her eyes, sifting through her memories. "That arc… I think it aired in the summer of '09?" 

Hmm… looks like the Dragon Clan world's timeline is roughly where she'd estimated, just slightly off. 

By that math, Eri's about seventeen now—a prime age for, well, filling out. 

No wonder the bra was that tight…