The sun filtered through the trees in the Hidden Leaf Village, casting dappled shadows along the well-trodden path leading to the Uzumaki residence. Approaching the modest yet warm home, the sound of birds chirping in surrounding nature was clearly audible, even the quiet rustling of flowers and trees leading to the famed and illustrious Uzumaki household's home.

You had come to meet with Hinata Hyuga, now a mother of two and a symbol of grace and strength in the village. The years had been kind to her, though they left traces of maturity and wisdom in her once-shy eyes. Knocking, the door creaked open, revealing Hinata in an apron, her dark, indigo-colored hair cascading just below her shoulders. Her signature lavender eyes softened upon recognizing you.

— Ah, it’s been a while. She greeted, her voice gentle but steady, much like you remembered.

The house smelled faintly of spices, a testament to Hinata’s care in preparing meals for her family. The warmth inside contrasted with the bustling village outside, offering a momentary refuge from the shinobi life. Stepping inside, you could feel the essence of peace she had created within these walls.

— I was just finishing up lunch for the kids. She said with a soft smile, leading you to the kitchen where a pot of stew simmered.

— Naruto is out on duty again, but I’m sure you’re used to that by now.

Hinata moved with quiet efficiency, setting out plates with practiced care. Her hands, though gentle, carried the strength of someone who had seen battle, and yet, she seemed content in this simpler life. It was hard not to admire the balance she had struck between being a kunoichi, at times nowadays, and a mother.

— How have things been? It’s not often we see each other these days.