The seal door opened midmorning.
Naruto was in the middle of rubbing lotion into Sakura's swelling belly when he heard the quiet click of sandals on the marble floor.
The chakra felt… foreign.But not threatening.
Still, by the time he turned his head, four of his women were already rising — protective, alert, glowing faintly with chakra.
And then she entered.
She was tall.
Cloaked in dark lavender, her skin pale and smooth, hair long and sea-green, eyes like mist over moonlight.
Kiri accent.Flawless poise.A mouth like sin.
She bowed low, deliberately slow, her eyes flicking between the mothers — then landing on Naruto.
"I apologize for the intrusion."
Her voice was low. Sultry.
"I was sent as a diplomatic extension of the Mist's chakra-alliance proposal…"
She stood tall again.
"And I would like to bear the next Uzumaki."
The room fell silent.
Hinata's eyes narrowed.Sakura clenched her fists.Tsunade exhaled slowly.Aya turned crimson.
Naruto blinked.
"…You what?"
The woman stepped closer.
"I don't want war. Or bloodlines. Or conquest."
She slid one gloved finger along her throat.
"I want to feel what they've felt."
Her eyes dropped to the pregnant bellies around her.
"To be filled like them. To carry him."
Ino scoffed. "You think it's just about letting him fuck you?"
Karin grinned. "She doesn't know what it costs."
Sasuko stepped forward. "Then let her prove she can take what we've taken."
The Kiri kunoichi smiled.
Soft.
Hungry.
"Then give me a trial."
She dropped the cloak.
Beneath it: bare skin.
Glowing.
Slick.
Ready.
Naruto swallowed hard.
The others circled.
Sakura smirked. "You sure you want to compete with six full-bellied kunoichi?"
The woman nodded. "I want to see if your flame can light even my womb."