Hikari Uchiha in Animeverse

Next up, Hikari Uchiha slid a thick stack of manuals across the table toward Fugaku. 

"These booklets detail a secret technique called 'Breathing Styles.' There are eleven types—Water, Fire, Wind, Thunder, and so on. They're super helpful for training in the corresponding elemental ninjutsu, and the sword forms that go with them have some solid techniques too. 

Fugaku, you can take Shisui and a few others to start practicing these. Once you've got the hang of it, pass them down to the rest of the clan. Oh, and the 'Beast Breathing' style? Make a copy for the Inuzuka clan. It should mesh really well with their beast-mimicking ninjutsu." 

She pulled out a few more manuals. "And here are some taijutsu training plans…" 

As Hikari laid out the booklets, Fugaku, Shisui, and the others stared wide-eyed, their faces practically glowing with gratitude. 

"So, Great-Grandma was going out of the village so often to collect these secret techniques for the clan?" Shisui asked, clearly moved. 

"And those days she was holed up at home, she must've been putting together these training plans, right?" Fugaku added. 

Well… they weren't entirely wrong. 

The Breathing Styles were indeed something Hikari had gathered over time, just not from the ninja world. As for the training plans, those were tweaks she'd made to the regimen Minato Namikaze had designed for her back in the day. 

Sure, it was mostly a side project, but being a middleman for this kind of knowledge transfer was no easy feat, okay? 

Hikari tilted her chin up slightly, basking in their appreciation without a shred of guilt. Then, in a quieter tone, she added, "Shisui told me about the recent attacks on Uchiha clan members outside the village. The forces they're up against aren't something the average clansman can handle. 

Here's the plan: Fugaku, go talk to the Third Hokage and ask him to keep Uchiha missions within the Land of Fire, close to the village. I'll head out myself in a few days to have a little chat with those attackers." 

"Got it, Great-Grandma. Please be careful," Fugaku replied, his voice tinged with concern. 

That evening, Hikari sent a quick message to Miko in their group chat and popped over to her world. Since modern Japan's school hours end early, Miko was already home, holed up in her bedroom, practicing talisman-drawing with a brush and special paper. 

"Hey, Miss Hikari! You're here!" Miko said brightly. 

"Yup." Hikari's eyes drifted curiously to the neatly organized stacks of talismans on the desk. "What's all this?" 

"These are from Miss Kikyo," Miko explained, blowing on a freshly drawn talisman to dry the ink before setting her brush down. She pointed to each stack like a proud collector. "This one's a Calming Talisman—carry it with you, and it keeps your mind clear, no fear or panic. This is a Protection Talisman; it gives off a scent humans can't smell but spirits hate, so it's great for warding off evil. And this one's an Exorcism Talisman—super powerful against ghosts and demons. Miss Kikyo taught me how to draw it last time, but I'm still getting the hang of it. I'll probably try again in a few days." 

Well, damn. Miko's gone from high school girl to full-on shrine maiden. 

Hikari glanced at the talismans' intricate designs and realized she couldn't make heads or tails of them. "By the way, Miko, you haven't been to the shrine lately, have you?" 

"Nope! With Miss Kikyo around, there's no need. She's, like, the ultimate shrine maiden." 

So, in other words… 

That ferocious fox spirit from the original story is still sitting alone in the mountains? Hikari had half a mind to go eat it for a snack. 

Then again, that fox spirit might not be something you can just gobble up. Her Yasaka Magatama could probably absorb it, but digesting it? That's another story. Plus, there's supposedly something terrifying sealed under that shrine. If she was gonna mess with it, she'd need a pro like Kikyo to scope things out first. 

For now, Hikari got the locations of a few tunnels on the outskirts of the city from Miko. Then, with a wave goodbye, she slipped into the night, heading to the suburbs for another "meal." 

She only stopped when faint, eerie whispers from devoured spirits started creeping into her mind. Time to switch worlds. She applied to enter the Inuyasha world. 

Compared to her last visit, things had changed a bit with Kikyo and Bulma's crew. 

There was a new addition: a kid, maybe ten years old, named Kohaku. 

"This is Kohaku," Bulma explained. "Kikyo and I ran into him while searching for the Shikon Jewel shards. He's relying on a shard to stay alive right now—taking it out could kill him instantly, so we had to bring him along." 

"Got it," Hikari said with a nod, taking it in stride. 

Kohaku's story was a tragic one. The youngest son of a demon-slaying family, his first mission ended in disaster when Naraku manipulated him into killing his own father and clan. Then, he was shot dead with arrows, only to be revived by Naraku using a Shikon Jewel shard as a tool for slaughter. For a long time, he was a husk of himself, lost in a haze—until Kikyo helped him regain his sense of self. 

With Naraku sealed early and the timeline completely derailed, it was surprising to see Kohaku still cross paths with Kikyo. Then again, maybe Kikyo sought him out on purpose—she had read Inuyasha, after all. 

"Hi, Big Sis Hikari," Kohaku said shyly, bowing with a touch of nervousness. 

"No need to be so formal," Hikari replied with a wave, eyeing his demon-slayer outfit with a playful smirk. "Hey, kid, ever thought about becoming a ninja?" 

Kohaku blinked, confused. "Huh?" 

Just a little teasing, of course. Hikari's real reason for coming was to get Kikyo's help purging some bad vibes. The shrine maiden could tell something was off with Hikari's state and gave her a gentle, slightly exasperated look before motioning her to sit on a cleared patch of ground. Kikyo started setting up an exorcism array. 

As intricate, ancient runes took shape, a holy glow of "Purifying Light" shimmered at Kikyo's fingertips. 

"Miss Hikari, I'm starting now," Kikyo said. 

"I'm ready. Thanks for the help, Miss Kikyo," Hikari replied. 

It was like déjà vu from a few weeks ago. 

Bulma and Kohaku sat quietly nearby, prepping food while occasionally glancing over, keeping an eye out for any trouble. 

Hours later, Kikyo collapsed, utterly exhausted. Hikari, expecting this, flashed behind her to catch her, helping the shrine maiden onto a soft mat nearby. She gently wiped the sweat from Kikyo's forehead with her sleeve. 

Bulma, watching from the side, raised an eyebrow, her expression turning weird. 

"What's up, Bulma?" Hikari asked. 

"Nothing, just… you two seem awfully practiced at this," Bulma said with a teasing grin. "This isn't your first time doing this kind of thing, is it?"