Question:
When a beautiful girl kneels before you in a short skirt on a snowy night and begs for punishment—saying she's sorry for gifting you another woman without your consent—what would you do?
At that moment, the system, which had been dormant for a long while, suddenly activated.
[Passive Selection Triggered!]
[Bai is requesting punishment. What will you choose?]
[Option 1 – Be Gentle: Tell her she did well. Reward: Ice Chakra]
[Option 2 – Be Rational: Rescue Kazehana Koyuki and ignore Bai. Reward: Snow Release Chakra]
[Option 3 – Be Indulgent: Give in to temptation. Reward: +10% Nine-Tails Control]
[Option 4 – Be Ruthless: Please her… then end her. Reward: Devil's Contract ×1]
…Great. Another twisted multiple-choice question.
And, of course, there was no option to select more than one.
Naruto Uzumaki looked down at Bai, kneeling before him. In the soft glow of the room, he finally noticed: her long black hair flowed loosely, and her short skirt was nearly translucent under the light.
Her fair, delicate skin brushed softly against Naruto's knees through the thin fabric of both their clothing. A subtle warmth radiated from her body, and Naruto could feel the softness pressing into him.
Truthfully, Naruto was lustful—perhaps even excessively so.
But he was always kind to those who were loyal to him.
"Sir…" Bai's eyes shimmered with tears as she looked up at him. "I'm sorry… I betrayed your trust. It was all my fault."
Seeing his subordinate so distraught, Naruto couldn't keep up his cold act any longer.
He let out a long sigh and gently ran his hand through her hair, tucking a few strands behind her ear with surprising tenderness.
"There's nothing in life that can't be overcome," he said. "It was just a small mistake. No need to make a big deal out of it."
Bai's eyes dimmed for a brief second. That… wasn't what she wanted to hear.
What she wanted was the domineering Naruto—the one who'd overwhelmed her in the past, body and mind.
Just as disappointment settled into her expression—smack!
A slap came down with blinding speed, leaving a bright red print on her pale cheek.
[Ding!]
[Servant "Bai" Corruption Value +10%. Current Value: 50%]
She'd been hoping for this.
It was absurd.
The world was vast and full of oddities… and apparently, some people liked being abused. Naruto still didn't fully understand it.
But… if that was what his subordinate wanted, then as her leader, how could he refuse?
Bai, crumpled on the ground, began to tremble—not from fear, but from excitement. Her body curled slightly, and her breath grew uneven.
"I'm sorry, Lord Naruto. I wasn't clever enough, or diligent enough."
"I did something that displeased you…"
"Please… punish me more."
Her voice trembled with a mix of self-pity and thrilled anticipation. She looked like she was about to cheer out loud.
Naruto didn't fully grasp what she was feeling—but he respected it nonetheless.
He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up off the floor.
[Servant "Bai" Corruption Value +10%. Current Value: 60%]
Bai's heart swelled with a strange mixture of shame and euphoria. Her eyes were locked onto Naruto, filled with adoration so intense it was nearly maddening. She wrapped her arms around his waist tightly, almost as if she wanted to melt into him.
Seeing her red, tear-streaked face, Naruto hesitated to strike her again.
There were other ways to humiliate someone. Violence wasn't always required.
He gently patted her cheek and said in a low voice, "Kneel."
She obeyed without hesitation.
In the Dungeon
Far below the mansion, in a silent dungeon, only the faint whisper of wind from the vents broke the stillness.
"How long are we supposed to rot in this place?" a frustrated voice muttered in the dark.
Three figures sat in the same cell.
By the dim torchlight, one could make out their faces—Inuzuka Kiba, Aburame Shino, and Sarutobi Asuma. All three were familiar faces to anyone from Konoha.
"At least we're alive," Shino replied. An ant crawled along his hand—he seemed the calmest of the three, probably because he was used to isolation.
"Alive? Hah." Asuma's pale voice carried no strength. "What's the point of surviving like this? I'd rather be dead."
His beard had long since fallen out, and his clean-shaven face looked nothing like the man he once was.
"I want to go home…" Kiba sobbed. "I miss my sister. I miss Mom. I don't want to be a ninja anymore…"
Kiba had been locked up ever since he was captured. He hadn't been tortured like Asuma, but for someone as talkative and energetic as him, even isolation was punishment enough.
"Don't cry. At least we still get food and water every day," Shino said, kneeling to gather bugs on the floor.
His voice was calm, almost distant. "Compared to us… I can't imagine what's happened to Kurenai-sensei or Hinata."
At the mention of Kurenai, Asuma's eyes twitched.
He would never get another chance with her again.
If only he hadn't chased after her to the Land of Snow. If only he hadn't been so in love with her… None of this would have happened.
"But where would she be now?" Kiba asked, voice weak.
None of them had seen Kurenai or Hinata since being imprisoned. They could only guess where Orochimaru had taken them.
Shino sighed again. It was clear—if anyone was going to make it out, they'd have to find their own way.
He released a swarm of insects through the cracks in the stone. First, find Kurenai and Hinata. Then—maybe—they could escape.
In the Mansion
"Hinata, eat something."
In the lavish guestroom, Kurenai Yuhi approached one of the beds carrying a tray of sweets. She gently lifted the curtain.
Lying curled beneath thick bedding was a girl with long dark hair and snowy skin. Her face was beautiful but filled with sorrow.
"I'm not hungry," she whispered. "Thank you… Sensei."
This was Hyuga Hinata. Her hair now reached her shoulders. With no one to trim her bangs, she'd started parting them to both sides like Kurenai did.
Other than her milk-white skin, she now looked almost identical to her sister Hanabi—except Hanabi was a bit more tanned.
Kurenai sat beside her and wrapped her arms around her shoulders.
"You still need to eat and drink, Hinata. We'll get out of here one day. There's always a way."
Hinata's lips trembled as tears filled her eyes. "Sensei… I keep having nightmares. I'm so scared. I just want to go back to the village."
"I want to see if Naruto-kun is still alive…"
She had dreamed of Naruto so many times—dreams of him dying, of her family falling, of her friends vanishing. Months had passed like this.
The trauma had nearly broken her.
Kurenai held her tighter. She didn't cry, but her own eyes welled up.
"We will go back, Hinata. I promise. Believe in your teacher."
"You're lying, aren't you?"
"I'm not."
Kurenai smiled, though it barely held.
She didn't tell Hinata that she too had been haunted by dreams—visions where everything ended in tragedy.
And in every one of those dreams, Naruto had appeared.
Every single time… Naruto influenced them in some way.
The room hung heavy with sorrow. Hinata wept in Kurenai's arms until, finally, sleep took her.
Knock knock knock!
Suddenly, a knock startled them both. Hinata sat bolt upright. Kurenai stood alert.
"Is it Orochimaru again?" Kurenai whispered angrily.
They still believed Orochimaru was behind everything.
"Wait, Sensei," Hinata said. She activated her Byakugan.
She had died so many times in her dreams by simply opening a door…
But this time, her vision showed a familiar figure outside.
"Teacher Kurenai… Hinata… are you inside?" a voice called.
"I've come to save you."
That voice…
Kurenai's eyes widened. "Naruto…?"
Elsewhere in the Mansion
Naruto, shivering from the cold, exhaled deeply.
He ran his hand over Fenghua Xiaoxue's white wedding gown, then slid it along her white silk-covered thighs.
He climbed into the bed and knelt before her.
"Haku," he called. "Push on my lower back."
"Yes, my lord."
Bai rose from the ground and placed her hands on Naruto's waist. Her heart pounded.
[Servant "Bai" Corruption Value +10%. Now 90%!]
She was beyond saving now. She wanted to be humiliated. Needed it.
Naruto cupped her chin and lifted her face. "Why are you so twisted?"
"You beg me to abuse you. It's rare to meet a slut like you."
[Servant "Bai" Corruption Value +10%. Now 100%!]
Bai's eyes were dazed, yet glowing. The more Naruto insulted her, the more she melted.
"I'm sorry, my lord… I know I'm a bitch… Did I displease you again?"
"Don't be mad. I'll slap myself until you forgive me."
She raised her hand, but Naruto grabbed both wrists mid-motion.
"Idiot," he said coldly. "You belong to me. No one lays a hand on you—not even you."
Then he slapped her butt, hard.
Smack! The sharp sound rang through the room.
Bai moaned with joy. "Yes… my lord. I understand."
"My life is yours. I won't move unless you command it."
"Good," Naruto said. "Now get on the bed. Kneel."
He had no choice but to act harshly—to stop her from hurting herself.
Her soft hands touched his waist again. Naruto's hands slid to Fenghua Xiaoxue's slim, trembling waist.
She panicked. Though blindfolded and gagged, she could hear every word.
Feeling the warmth of Naruto's palm, her body flushed hot.
Earlier that day, she thought she was the center of attention. Now she realized she'd been offered as a gift.
She wanted to resist—but she couldn't. All she could do was feel as the hands traveled up her legs, caressing her silk-covered skin.
Until finally, Naruto fell on top of her.
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The autumn rain poured endlessly, turning the forest into a mire of red water.
Time had slipped by unnoticed, and now the sky was dark, with only a faint, hazy moon overhead.
As the breeze moved through the trees, it carried a mist tinged with blood across the border forest between the Land of Fire and the Land of Wind. Severed arms hung from tree branches; heads lay buried beneath the soil.
One life after another had been taken, each soul returning to the arms of the god of death.
"One hundred and eighty-two."
"..."
"One hundred and eighty-eight."
"..."
"One hundred and ninety-six."
In the dark forest, a blond-haired boy murmured these numbers quietly as he walked.
Naruto Uzumaki moved slowly toward the next target area, silently tallying the number of Cloud Ninja he'd personally killed. Of the 300 troops the Hidden Cloud Village had sent to ambush the Konoha escort unit, nearly 200 had fallen by Naruto's hand alone. Factoring in casualties inflicted by others, the number likely exceeded 250, possibly 260.
That meant only about forty or fifty remained.
At this stage, Naruto knew the survivors would be on high alert, likely scattered and trying to flee. It made hunting them down more difficult, but it was something he had to do.
What a pain.
"Two hundred and three."
After taking out a few more, Naruto let out a soft breath of satisfaction. He then created more shadow clones to replace those he had lost while relaying information.
The Shadow Clone Jutsu was absolutely essential to Naruto's plan. Without it, wiping out the entire force would've been impossible.
A light breeze stirred again, this time carrying a stronger scent of blood. The metallic tang was nauseating, but to Naruto, it was a sign.
He smiled.
That smell meant his next prey was headed straight toward him—right on schedule.
Thump, thump, thump.
Footsteps crunched through the brush, accompanied by the sound of branches snapping under movement. Voices followed soon after.
"Lord Gaidei, we should fall back. Atsei is missing, and we can't reach Lord Xi or Lord Malis. I'm scared."
"Lord?" Naruto noted.
That meant this group was being led by a Jonin—likely one of the three main commanders from Kumogakure.
Xi was currently engaged in battle with Sarutobi Hazuki, and Malis was already dead—killed by Naruto. This left only Gaidei to possibly support the remaining Cloud troops.
"What are you afraid of?" Gaidei barked in a gravelly voice. "Do you even know who I am? Keep pursuing the One-Tail!"
Ah. Brave and stubborn.
Naruto's eyes glinted with satisfaction. A high-ranking ninja willing to fight rather than flee was easier to track—and kill.
With practiced ease, Naruto drew a kunai from his pouch and moved forward through the underbrush.
In the clearing, several Cloud Ninja stood scattered. All bore signs of injury—likely from fighting Shukaku, the One-Tail. Only one among them looked completely unharmed: a towering man nearly two meters tall, muscle-bound, with the exaggerated physique of a JoJo-style character.
"One, two, three, four..." Naruto counted. Seven in total.
Not bad—they had stumbled into a sizeable cluster of survivors.
As Naruto observed them, the Cloud Ninjas also took notice of him. Since he wore no forehead protector and didn't appear affiliated with any known village, they didn't attack immediately.
His confident stride suggested he might be an ally—or maybe just a deserter.
"Hey, kid! What unit are you with? I don't recognize you."
Gaidei eyed Naruto suspiciously. He clearly hated deserters, but needed answers.
When Naruto didn't respond, Gaidei frowned. "Have you seen Xi or Malis? No? Figures. Fine. Take a breather and then come with us to hunt down the One-Tail."
He didn't ask whether Naruto wanted to join. He simply issued the order.
Naruto nodded. "Alright."
This might even be fun—and it'd save him the trouble of tracking scattered enemies alone.
Sure enough, as they ran, more stragglers joined the team. In under ten minutes, their number swelled to fourteen. This was much more efficient than searching solo.
Ahead, Shukaku had slowed down, scanning his surroundings.
Naruto noticed that the massive beast had stopped in the exact spot where he'd used a Tailed Beast Bomb earlier to wipe out a Cloud unit. Likely, Shukaku was searching for the Nine-Tails—Naruto—who had disappeared after the blast.
"Hey, what's your name?" asked one of the Cloud Ninja. "Pretty sure I haven't seen you around."
The man approached with a friendly tone. Naruto, improvising, gave him a name that would sound natural in the Land of Lightning.
"Ai Chaobi," he replied.
"Ai Chaobi?" The man scratched his head. "That name sounds kinda weird."
Naruto chuckled. "I think it's fine."
"Well, alright then. I'm Drake."
Drake glanced around and then leaned in closer, his hand resting lightly on Naruto's shoulder.
"Hey, buddy... when you were running earlier, did you see a good path to escape?"
"Huh?"
Meeting Naruto's eyes, Drake lowered his voice even more.
"I don't wanna fight anymore. Let's ditch these guys and make a break for it."
Drake assumed Naruto was a deserter, like himself. But upon hearing this, a cold light flickered in Naruto's eyes.
You're first.
"Let's talk in a bit," Naruto said calmly. "We'll fall back to the rear and then slip away."
"Sweet! I knew you'd be smart. When we get back, dinner's on me."
Drake's face lit up with hope. He wasn't the only one—most of the Cloud Ninja Naruto had killed shared that same mindset.
They thought they were coming for an easy victory—glory, loot, maybe even a captive or two. Some had even fantasized about abducting Konoha kunoichi.
None expected to become the hunted.
"Ai Chaobi," Drake said again, beaming as the two of them slowed down, drifting to the back of the squad.
He didn't get another word out.
Naruto's kunai slashed cleanly across his neck, leaving a deep red mark. As Drake collapsed, Naruto used the Transformation Jutsu to take his appearance and rejoined the group unnoticed.
No one up front realized they'd lost a man. Their focus had already shifted to the battle ahead.
Konoha's green vests clashed with Iwagakure's red armor. Two figures darted through the forest—one of them, Sarutobi Hazuki, leapt into the moonlight, striking a blow that left several bloody wounds across Xi's body.
Hazuki looked slightly better off. She had no visible injuries, but her sword was broken into pieces.
Xi stepped back, breathing hard, then dropped his ruined weapon and began forming hand seals.
"Water Style: Water Fang Blade!"
Chakra condensed into a sharp blade of water—deadlier than his iron sword had ever been.
Xi's face twisted. He hadn't expected this. His previous attack now seemed laughable by comparison.
Time to retreat.
Just as the thought crossed his mind, a voice rang out:
"Xi, you're looking pathetic."
Relief surged through Xi's chest as he spotted the Cloud team arriving. Reinforcements, finally.
"Sarutobi Hazuki, you're finished!" he shouted, activating Palm Healing to tend to his wounds. "Surround her!"
The Cloud Ninjas rushed forward, encircling Hazuki from all sides.
Ye Yue (Hazuki) frowned, despair flashing in her eyes. After fighting so long and gaining the upper hand, the enemy's reinforcements had arrived at the worst possible time.
"You're the one who killed so many of our brothers, Sarutobi Hazuki. You're not getting away today!" Gaidei bellowed as he approached. "Listen up, men! Whoever helps capture her gets a reward!"
"Thanks, sir!"
"Hah, I don't have a wife yet—give her to me and I'll treat everyone when we get back!"
"Why be selfish? A beauty like her's better enjoyed by everyone!"
The Cloud Ninja began debating who would get to 'own' Hazuki, their eyes full of greed and malice. The ugliness of human nature was laid bare in that moment.
For female ninjas captured on the battlefield, this was often their fate. Death was mercy. If they survived capture, what awaited them was far worse.
Hazuki ignored their filthy talk, raising her water blade and preparing for one final stand.
She'd already accepted her likely end. If she couldn't escape, she would take her own life before letting herself fall into their hands.
"Hahhh~"
With a steady exhale, she prepared to charge Xi, determined to land at least one fatal blow.
Xi read her expression, understanding her resolve. He took a half step back, raising his kunai defensively.
"You think you can kill me now? Keep dreaming," he sneered, stepping behind two of his allies to use them as shields.
Then he paused. Something felt… off.
The chakra of the Cloud Ninja beside him—it wasn't right.
Just three steps away, that ninja suddenly launched an attack—targeting Xi, not Hazuki.
The speed surpassed even Jonin level.
"Two hundred and eight," came a whisper.
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As Uzumaki Chiana lifted the blanket and sat up completely naked from the bed, the entire tent fell into a moment of stunned silence.
Not just Bai—even Naruto couldn't make sense of her behavior.
She was the one who wanted to hide, yet now she was the first to jump out?
"Listen to me," Chiana said seriously, raising a slender finger to lecture Bai. "If you prank your friend this time, she'll want to get even. What if she tortures you next time?"
"When will the cycle of revenge end?"
She spoke as though giving heartfelt advice, but to everyone else, her behavior was downright erratic.
Naruto couldn't tell what was more chaotic: the current situation, or her sense of logic.
"Who are you? Why are you meddling in my business?" Bai replied with a bitter smile.
The maternal warmth radiating from this woman was overwhelming. Her presence alone was... a lot to take in.
Bai had a feeling—no, a warning—that this woman might be her greatest rival when it came to competing for Naruto's affection.
After all, who wouldn't be drawn to someone so unashamedly bold? Especially a man like Naruto.
"I'm not trying to control you."
Sensing the hostility in Bai's tone, Uzumaki Chiana frowned slightly. "I'm just advising you to get along with your companions. You two are..."
As she spoke, her eyes drifted to Naruto, and she continued,
"You two are like family now, aren't you? And how can a family scheme and plot against each other?"
Only then did Chiana realize her attire was still highly revealing. Her face flushed slightly, and she modestly adjusted her clothes and fastened a few buttons.
The way her cheongsam clung to her body didn't hide anything—it only made her more alluring.
"I don't take advice from anyone except Lord Naruto."
Bai's tone had turned from indifferent to ice-cold.
Perhaps realizing her words had backfired, Uzumaki Chiana was stunned. She slowly knelt beside Naruto, her body slick with sweat as it trickled between her thighs and dripped onto the bed.
"Huh?" Bai's expression went from cold to livid.
Okay, seriously—she leaves for just a little while and someone steals everything?
"Lord Naruto," Bai snapped, "is something wrong with her brain?"
Sensing Bai's rising anger, Uzumaki Chiana grabbed Naruto's shoulders, crawled onto his back like a spoiled cat, then gently covered his ears and whispered in front of Bai and her three pet companions.
Of course, Bai wasn't just any shinobi. Even if they whispered, she could hear every word as if it were spoken aloud.
"Who are you calling brain-damaged?!"
Bai stood abruptly, her voice ringing with fury as she glared daggers at Chiana.
She didn't mind being scolded by Naruto. She didn't even mind being hit by him.
But if anyone else dared to talk down to her, it wasn't just annoying—it was unbearable.
"You're being too loud," Naruto said with a frown. "Kneel."
Silence fell over the tent like a stone.
Outside, only the crackle of firewood could be heard.
Bai's three pet subordinates from the Snow Country immediately dropped to their knees, terrified they'd be dragged into Naruto's wrath.
Naruto clearly favored Chiana, and Bai knew it. Her eyes instantly welled up with tears.
"Oh…"
Under Naruto's gaze, she slowly knelt, clinging tightly to his legs. Her shoulders trembled as she buried her face, softly sobbing.
Chiana, who had just scolded her, now looked guilty seeing her curled up like a pitiful child.
She nudged Naruto's shoulder with her finger and whispered, "Why were you so harsh? I didn't even provoke you."
Naruto raised a brow. "Are you serious?"
Chiana mumbled, "You should apologize to her and help her up."
Naruto rolled his eyes and muttered a curse under his breath. What boss apologizes to their employee?
He sighed. "You've been spying on me for days now. Don't you know what kind of person Bai is?"
With that, Naruto reached out and grabbed Bai by the hair.
"What are you doing?!" Chiana cried out.
But in the next second, Bai's face was pulled upward—and Chiana was stunned.
Her cheeks were crimson like autumn apples, and the stars in her eyes shimmered brightly.
There was no sign of grievance at all.
She hadn't been crying out of sorrow—she'd been stifling her laughter, afraid her giggling would ruin Naruto's mood.
"As long as it's Lord Naruto," Bai said dreamily, "I can accept anything... even being bullied."
She gently held Naruto's hand that was gripping her hair, kissed his palm, and smiled with utter bliss.
Chiana felt a shiver down her spine.
This world was seriously messed up.
First it was Mikoto, now this weirdo named Bai. Why were they all so... strange?
"Alright, shut it for now. Let me try out my new toy."
Naruto shoved Bai aside and turned toward the two Snow Country queens.
Then he looked back at Bai. "Go keep watch outside. Stop anyone who tries to come in."
"Yes!" Bai responded instantly. She didn't seem bothered at all by being kicked out.
In fact, just knowing that Lord Naruto was about to be with another woman was a joy for her.
That said, she didn't like the idea of the other woman getting too smug about it.
Fenghua Xiaoxue had been bad enough.
But this red-haired woman—Uzumaki Chiana—was even worse.
Before leaving the tent, Bai gave Chiana a deadly glare.
She wasn't just competition for Naruto's attention—she actually had the nerve to stop Naruto from bullying her.
Unforgivable.
"Just wait," Bai muttered under her breath. "Sooner or later, you'll know how real I am."
Once Bai had gone, Naruto ignored Chiana still sitting on the bed and walked toward Koyuki's mother.
She wasn't as beautiful as the younger queen, nor did she have a figure like Chiana or Fubuki.
But right now, Naruto found her more attractive than anyone else—for one simple reason.
She was Koyuki's mother.
Just like how Nara Yoshino and Uchiha Mikoto had once drawn him in—simply because they were the mothers of Shikamaru and Sasuke.
There was something uniquely thrilling about that seniority.
"What's your name?" Naruto asked, grabbing the woman's chin and tilting her face up.
She hesitated. "I'm... Uzumaki Nobuko."
"…?"
Naruto and Chiana exchanged puzzled looks.
Chiana was the first to speak: "There's never been a black-haired member of the Uzumaki clan. I've never seen one."
Realizing she had spoken carelessly, she quickly added, "I've seen two Jinchūriki from the Uzumaki clan before. None of them had black hair."
Naruto smiled faintly and turned back to the woman.
"My name's not really Uzumaki Nobuko," she confessed, clearly intimidated. "That name was given to me by the woman who just left…"
"My real name is Fenghua Nobuko."
Of course it was.
Totally something Bai would do.
She even gave herself the name Uzumaki Shiro. Poor Zabuza—he never got to give Haku his name.
"The name doesn't matter," Naruto said, squatting down to look into Nobuko's eyes. "What matters… is what you call me from now on."
Meanwhile, in the Snow Country's royal palace—
Fuuka Koyuki sat atop the throne, having taken control of the country with almost no resistance. It had taken less than an hour thanks to the help of the rebel army and Uchiha Sasuke's Konoha ninja team.
For some, it was a time of celebration. For others, fear.
All the ministers who had once sworn loyalty to Fenghua Nutao trembled, afraid of retaliation.
Neji Hyuga and Shikamaru Nara had finally cleared up their misunderstandings. They'd learned that Naruto had rescued their fellow Konoha ninja with the help of the rebels.
Everyone was alive and well.
Only Akamaru had gone missing, reportedly taken by Orochimaru. No one knew where the dog was now.
"Thank you, Your Highness," Shikamaru said respectfully, "for helping Konoha. We'll report your assistance to the Hokage."
Fuuka Koyuki, seated on the throne, smiled modestly. "No need to thank me. They were captured protecting me. Helping them is the least I can do."
She felt awkward saying it.
After all, she hadn't done anything—Naruto had handled everything. Even these diplomatic lines were ones Naruto had rehearsed with her.
Still, the alliance was formally established.
Shikamaru noticed a faint sadness in Koyuki's eyes and asked, "Your Highness, is something troubling you? Can we help?"
Koyuki tapped her fingers on the armrest, then lowered her eyes.
"Three of you entered the palace before I did," she said quietly. "You should know the layout better than I do."
"I want to ask... did you see a woman who resembles me? A little shorter, more mature?"
They shook their heads. Neji responded gently, "We searched thoroughly, but no one fitting that description was found."
Koyuki's heart sank.
She had feared as much, but hearing it aloud still crushed her.
If her mother—the former queen—wasn't here… then she had likely been killed by Fenghua Nutao long ago.
The throne room fell quiet.
"Monster…" Koyuki finally muttered through gritted teeth.
The Konoha ninja silently bowed and left the hall. Watching someone suffer like that... it wasn't right to linger.
Outside, snow continued falling endlessly, blanketing everything in white.
Three figures—Sasuke, Neji, and Shikamaru—walked side by side through the snow.
Neji suddenly stopped. "Seeing her so heartbroken… makes me miss my mother, too. I wonder how she's doing alone."
"You're a good son," Sasuke said. "When we get back, spend time with your family. Don't be like me. I never really knew mine… and now I can't."
The rare admission from Sasuke surprised both of them.
"Hey now, let's not get too gloomy," Shikamaru cut in with a smile. "Let's talk about something cheerful."
Sasuke teased, "Easy for you to say. You had your parents and two childhood friends. You're probably the happiest of us all."
Neji nodded in agreement.
Compared to Sasuke's tragedy and Neji's loss, Shikamaru had everything.
Unexpectedly, Shikamaru smiled bitterly. "You'd think so, wouldn't you?"
Sasuke and Neji looked at him, confused.
"I had it rough too. In some ways… maybe even rougher."
He pulled out a cigarette and offered it.
Sasuke shook his head. "I don't smoke."
Neji waved it off too.
Shrugging, Shikamaru lit one up for himself.
"My family didn't like me."
"My grandfather and father were cold and harsh. They'd glare at me with killing intent like I was their enemy. No matter how hard I tried… I was never good enough for them."
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The royal capital was engulfed in smoke.
In this snow-covered country, where no one possessed the power of shadow, Uchiha Sasuke had become nearly invincible after activating his Susanoo.
Wherever he went, he left death in his wake. No one could match his strength, allowing him to satisfy his violent desires without resistance.
He tore through the palace like a blade through paper—cutting down guards from the outer halls to the inner sanctum.
"Ha! This is too much fun!"
"Kneel, pathetic weaklings! You have only two choices: Submit or Die!"
Sasuke had lost control. His arrogance dripped from every word, and even his tone had become theatrical—unnaturally dramatic and absurd.
Neji and Shikamaru, who had been fighting alongside him, finally had enough and slipped away.
"Has Sasuke always been like this?" Neji asked, frowning.
Shikamaru scratched his head. "Kinda… but not really."
He nodded at first, then quickly shook his head and added, "Nah, something's definitely off."
"He used to be arrogant, yeah—but always calm and cold. Now he's acting like an idiot. Honestly, it's more like Naruto's style."
The two exchanged a glance.
Sasuke was starting to act like Naruto.
Could it be true that people start imitating each other when they spend too much time together?
Neither Neji nor Shikamaru wanted to think too hard about it. But one thing was clear: they both silently agreed to stay away from Naruto for a while.
They didn't want to end up like this version of Sasuke.
"Anyway, let's leave Sasuke to do his thing. With that Susanoo, he can probably take down the entire palace by himself," said Shikamaru, taking the lead.
Neji nodded and followed him.
Their target was Fenghua Nutao, the daimyo of the Snow Country. According to the soldiers they interrogated, Nutao was the one who captured their missing companions from Konoha. But the soldiers didn't know anything beyond that.
If they wanted to rescue their friends, they had to find Nutao.
Unfortunately, this day would only end in disappointment.
They searched every inch of the palace at full speed, but their efforts were in vain.
They found attendants, maids, children, and concubines of the daimyo—but not Fenghua Nutao, nor the Queen.
"Where the hell did he go?!" Neji growled, clenching his fists.
Of the trio, Neji was the most anxious. Though he rarely showed affection toward Hinata and Hanabi, the truth was, he longed deeply for family.
Still, after the death of his uncle from the main family, his father had remained emotionally distant, which made Neji wary of expressing his own attachments.
"Don't worry. We'll find them," Shikamaru said, gently placing a reassuring hand on Neji's shoulder.
"…Yeah," Neji nodded, managing a faint smile.
He no longer resisted the bonds he shared with Shikamaru and Sasuke. After surviving life-or-death situations together, their friendship had deepened. In Neji's heart, their presence had started to surpass even that of Rock Lee and Tenten.
At that moment, the three of them exchanged a look.
They weren't just comrades—they were like brothers.
Suddenly, a massive explosion rocked the city.
It echoed through the skies.
All eyes turned toward the noise. Shouts of war, cries of rebellion, and chants for the new ruler filled the air.
"Lady Koyuki!"
"Long live the new ruler! Down with the tyrant!"
"Capture Fenghua Nutao alive!"
"Charge!"
As the excitement surged, Koyuki gazed at the palace bathed in purple light from Sasuke's Susanoo.
Tears welled in her eyes.
The homeland she once feared to return to—now stood under her control once more.
Fate had finally come full circle.
"…Thank you, Lord Naruto. And thank you, Lady Shiro," she whispered. Even if she knew they supported her for their own reasons, her gratitude was sincere.
Her father had finally been avenged.
"Now then," she said to herself, "I should go catch my aunt."
It seemed that spending time around Naruto had even influenced the way she thought. Knowing Naruto's weakness for women, Koyuki decided she would capture the current queen—Nutao's wife—and offer her to him as a gift.
What she didn't realize was that Shiro had already beaten her to it. The queen—and even Koyuki's own mother—had already been taken by Shiro.
Amidst the chaos, one place remained calm and eerily peaceful.
Crackling firewood was the only sound that broke the silence.
In a large, isolated tent on the edge of the military camp, Naruto was hard at work… being a dedicated teacher.
His mission: educate and enlighten.
Or more accurately: discipline and dominate.
Despite his enthusiasm, his "student" wasn't exactly thrilled with the curriculum.
Uzumaki Chiana, furious and embarrassed, swatted Naruto away.
"Stop it already!"
"Why are you always so handsy?!"
"Touch me again and I swear I'll hit back!"
Even when furious, Chiana's voice—normally sweet and delicate—carried surprising intensity. She grabbed whatever she could and hurled it at Naruto.
"If you think I'm scared of you, try me!"
Naruto stared at her, amused.
She was flushed from their earlier study session. A light sheen of sweat glistened along her neck. Her anger only made her more appealing.
Chiana noticed his gaze and quickly pulled the quilt over herself, cocooning her body.
"What are you looking at?! Turn around!"
You little scoundrel, she thought.
She wanted to slap him but held back, knowing that would just lead to another lecture.
But…
it really was kind of nice.
"Are you mad or happy? You're hard to read," Naruto teased.
Chiana glared. "I'll be happy when you disappear!"
"Oh, the classic contradiction," he chuckled, walking toward her with a grin.
As he sat beside the bed, she recoiled in fear, like he was some kind of demon.
"If you keep running from me like that, I'm going to get really mad," he warned.
"Go ahead," she replied coldly.
Naruto didn't give her the chance. He lunged onto the bed, dragged her out from under the covers, and wrapped her in his arms.
There was no escape—her chakra had been sealed.
Feeling his hand on her waist again, she kicked in frustration. "Enough already!"
"I'm never done," Naruto grinned. "Besides, aren't you enjoying this?"
As he leaned in, he whispered against her ear, "Who was it that called me 'good brother' earlier?"
Chiana's face flushed crimson.
She had said that—but it wasn't on purpose! She didn't mean it that way! She was… forced!
Sort of.
Flustered and furious, she twisted and pinched Naruto's side. "You arrogant jerk!"
"You called me a brute… but weren't you born from a fox?" he joked.
"So what does that make you? A giant beast?"
Naruto laughed and pulled her closer. "If I'm the beast, then you're my pet. No use trying to escape fate."
His hand slid down to her thigh—it was soft, smooth, and warm.
"Ah—!" Chiana gasped and squirmed.
Embarrassment flooded her as she felt the strength of his arms and the warmth of his body against her back.
"What are you trying to do this time?!"
Naruto didn't answer directly. He leaned closer and whispered:
"…Think."
Chiana: "…"
Oh no.
She was losing her mind.
Only a madwoman like Mikoto could tolerate Naruto's torment.
Crunch – Crunch –
Suddenly, footsteps approached the tent from outside.
Multiple people. At least three or four.
Chiana panicked. "Naruto, stop messing around! Send me back to my space—now!"
There was no way she would let anyone see her like this.
"Damn it," Naruto muttered, annoyed.
He sat up reluctantly and pulled the covers over Chiana to hide her, then got dressed quickly.
If this was some idiot here to kill the mood, Naruto was going to be pissed.
"Lord Naruto, are you awake?"
It was Shiro's voice.
Naruto immediately relaxed.
If it was Shiro, then it likely meant gifts—and usually the fun kind.
"…Come in," he called.
Shiro entered, followed by—
Huh?!
Three others?
"Lord Naruto," Shiro said sweetly.
She noticed the gleam of surprise in his eyes and felt proud. She stepped forward and knelt before him with the three women behind her.
She pressed her cheek against his leg and whispered:
"My Lord… I found two new toys for you today. Do you like them?"
Naruto blinked, stunned.
Shiro, as usual, had exceeded expectations.
He stroked her hair, impressed. "You've outdone yourself. What reward do you want?"
"Just say the word."
Of course, if she asked for something extreme—like leaving him—that was off the table.
But anything else, he'd grant.
He looked over the three women kneeling behind Shiro. One of them was Tsurugi Fubuki, someone he'd already been with. But the other two were strangers—clearly noble, judging by their bearing.
One of them looked… oddly familiar.
She reminded him of Koyuki.
"Who's that one?" he asked, pointing.
Shiro smiled triumphantly. "That's Koyuki's mother."
Naruto raised his brows. "Wow. How'd you pull that off?"
"To make you happy, of course," Shiro said with a seductive smile.
"Then… can I ask for my reward now?" she added softly.
Naruto nodded.
"Let me punish Koyuki for one day," Shiro whispered. "Just one. I promise I won't go too far."
Naruto hesitated. "You only get one reward, and you'll be the Kage someday. Koyuki is a daimyo. Are you sure you want to antagonize her?"
Shiro didn't flinch. "I'm sure. Trust me, I'll patch things up after."
Naruto sighed. He couldn't say no.
Just as he was about to ask Shiro to keep watch outside, a voice from behind interrupted:
"You must be sincere to your friends. A shattered mirror cannot be mended."
"I suggest you choose a different reward."
Shiro turned in surprise.
The red-haired woman in the bed—Chiana—was now sitting upright.
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The cold wind blew into the tent through the flapping rain curtain, dropping the temperature to a chilling low.
But Uzumaki Chiname felt like she was being baked inside a furnace in the height of summer. Her earlobes and her cute round toes were flushed pink.
"It's all your fault. You misled me. If you hadn't said those things, I never would've had these thoughts."
"Well, go ahead and blame it all on me then. Accuse me of misleading you. All I said was that we share the same red hair—how was I supposed to know you'd react so strongly?"
Uzumaki Naruto spread his hands in mock innocence, clearly refusing to take the blame.
Uzumaki Chiname was still playing dumb, acting as if nothing was wrong. He wanted to see how long she could keep up the act.
She thought she'd hidden her secret from everyone. But in truth, anyone who had ever met her could tell what she was hiding.
Feeling satisfied that she'd concealed the truth yet again, Chiname clasped her hands behind her back and took a few steps forward.
Her light steps caused her tight red cheongsam to trace the alluring shape of her long, full legs.
She paused. Her legs straightened naturally, and her snow-white skin gleamed flawlessly—enticing and impossible to ignore.
Naruto figured he could probably admire those legs for ten years and never get tired of them.
"By the way, Naruto. I wanted to ask you something—"
Uzumaki Chiname tried to steer the conversation back to her original intention, but before she could finish her sentence, Naruto reached out and pinched her thigh.
"Ah!"
A sharp, electrifying jolt shot through Chiname's body. She instantly waved her hand to swat his away and stepped back quickly.
She snapped, "What are you doing?!"
"Touching you," Naruto answered plainly. Then he stood up and reached for her again. "Don't move. Let me touch you."
"Touch what?! What are you even saying? I'm trying to talk to you about something serious!" Uzumaki Chiname backed away, panic flickering in her eyes as she saw the heat in Naruto's gaze.
At that moment, she suddenly missed Uchiha Izumi terribly.
Whenever Naruto tried something like this before, Izumi would always step in and stop him.
But now Izumi was gone, and no one was left to protect her.
That was exactly why she hadn't dared to leave her sealed space for days. Today she'd come out only because she was so desperate to figure out the truth behind Naruto's growing power.
Now, she regretted everything.
Curiosity really does kill the cat.
If she'd known this would happen, she would've just stayed put.
And now that Naruto had sealed the space behind her, she couldn't even go back.
"Touching you is the most important thing right now."
Naruto purposely used her childish nickname to tease her.
She couldn't escape. She had no wings to fly.
In the small tent, the two began a game of cat and mouse—like a reenactment of the Emperor of Qin chasing his concubine around a pillar.
One ran in panic, the other chased at a leisurely pace.
"Naruto, calm down! Stop chasing me!"
Her fiery red hair flew behind her as she darted away, a delicate blush rising on her face. The red cheongsam clung tightly to her curves and swayed dramatically as she moved.
It bounced with every step.
Like a budding lotus flower unfurling its first leaves—Naruto was entranced.
He was certain she wasn't wearing anything underneath.
Naruto blushed and his heart pounded.
"If you stop running and come to me on your own, I won't chase you anymore."
He hadn't planned to look for Uzumaki Chiname today. But since she jumped out on her own, he might as well have some fun.
Otherwise, life was just too dull.
The cold wind blew in again, carrying a few snowflakes into the tent. They landed on Uzumaki Chiname's feet, and the red nail polish on her small, round toes was dusted with snow.
The flakes melted instantly, leaving behind glistening droplets.
"What are you saying?! I meant you can't touch me!"
Uzumaki Chiname furrowed her brows and scolded, trying to sound serious: "Do you realize how disgusting you look right now, like some perverted, sex-starved creep?"
"Disgusting?" Naruto froze. His expression shifted rapidly.
Seeing his reaction, Chiname realized she may have gone too far and hurt his feelings.
Her heart softened with guilt.
Naruto had suffered so much since he was a child. How could she still be so harsh to him? Sure, he needed some boundaries—but maybe she could guide him to change, little by little.
He must be feeling hurt by her cruelty.
Uzumaki Chiname hesitated, then took a tentative step toward him. She said gently:
"Naruto-kun, I didn't mean to scold you like that. Just… be a good boy next time, okay?"
"Childish name!"
Naruto suddenly cut her off with a spark in his eyes. He grinned and said, "Call me names again. I want to hear more."
Now Naruto could somewhat understand Shiro's joy—but of course, he wasn't that far gone.
Still, there was something thrilling about being treated like this by Uzumaki Chiname, given her unique position.
He couldn't help but feel an inexplicable excitement.
What if she kept insulting him, and he still hugged her by force?
Tsk tsk.
The thought alone was intoxicating.
Hearing his response, Chiname was momentarily stunned.
Looking at Naruto's handsome face—now twisted with a teasing, lewd smile—her fists clenched.
She couldn't take this provocation any longer.
She had to teach this little rascal a lesson.
"Uzumaki Naruto, are you sick?! You actually enjoy being insulted?!"
Uzumaki Chiname lunged and raised her hand to slap him.
But Naruto's reflexes were quicker—he caught her wrist.
In one swift motion, he flipped her around, pinned both wrists with one hand, and pushed her toward the edge of the bed with the other.
Her tight red cheongsam revealed glimpses of fair, tender skin, and her curvy figure pressed against him.
It wasn't until now that Chiname realized she had fallen into Naruto's trap. She gritted her teeth and shouted:
"Uzumaki Naruto, you bastard!"
"Yes, that's it. Keep yelling."
Naruto became even more excited.
His hand slid from her back to her neck, gripping all of her fiery red hair.
Uzumaki Chiname was flooded with a sense of danger. Her mind went blank, and her tone finally softened.
"Naruto… please listen to me… let me go. Don't do this…"
As Naruto tightened his grip, she was forced down, falling onto the bed in a folded 'F' position, her face buried in the blanket.
She didn't even dare imagine what would happen next.
"Naruto… please listen."
"I am the Nine-Tailed Fox."
"I'm a fox—and you're a human."
Uzumaki Chiname tried everything to resist. But in the end, she was part of Naruto. He could suppress her chakra at will.
She had no innate divine powers. Compared to Naruto, with his vast chakra, she stood no chance.
"Naruto… you're still young… don't go down the wrong path—"
"See? You're getting flustered again."
Naruto grinned and gave her hair a tug.
Maybe it hurt—Chiname whimpered in pain.
As for which path Naruto should walk—
He already knew very well.
Now, it was time to take a walk down memory lane...
"Ma'am, please save me. Only you can help me now."
On the journey from the Snow Kingdom's capital to the Konoha camp, Feng Hua Nutao had climbed into the prepared sedan and was pleading with his wife—the current Queen of the Snow Kingdom.
High above the sedan, Haku stood, silently observing everything inside.
Feng Hua Nutao hadn't lied—his back was indeed beautiful. Though in his thirties, he still looked like a youthful man in his twenties.
His snow-white hair hung over his shoulders, and his delicate face was now filled with anxiety.
"Nutao, what's happened to us?"
"Did Fenghua Xiaoxue really win?"
The queen's eyes brimmed with tears. Fear consumed her as she imagined Xiaoxue storming the palace and taking them prisoner.
Even if she survived, she knew Xiaoxue would never let her live in peace.
After all, she had always harbored feelings for her sister-in-law.
Xiaoxue, as her sister-in-law's daughter, would surely hate her for it.
"No, no—it's not Xiaoxue. It's the people helping her who captured us. We still have a chance. It all depends on you, Ma'am."
For the sake of survival, Feng Hua Nutao had accepted Bai's mission—to make his queen willingly submit to the "Master" Bai served.
Truthfully, Feng Hua Nutao hoped to use this opportunity.
If Xiaoxue could rise through beauty—
Why couldn't he reclaim power through his wife?
He cast aside his dignity.
With a thud, he knelt before her.
"The man who caught us has taken a liking to you. Whether we live or die now depends entirely on you, Ma'am."
"What?!"
The queen's eyes widened. Her face paled in horror.
Even the most shameless woman could hardly stomach this: her husband offering her to another man like property.
It was demeaning beyond words.
Tears shimmered in her eyes. "You… want me to sleep with another man?"
"Yes."
Feng Hua Nutao nodded solemnly. "Please, Ma'am… I don't want to die. For the sake of our years together, please save me."
"You want to live too, right?"
He began spinning her a dream of the future.
"You'll serve that man well. Help me return to the throne. And you'll remain my queen."
"How exactly do you want me to 'serve' him?" she asked coldly.
Feng Hua Nutao noticed her disgust. In the past, he might've slapped her for such disrespect.
But now, he needed her cooperation.
He smiled flatteringly. "You're so beautiful. He'll be pleased. Just learn some bedroom skills for the future."
Before he could finish, the queen slapped him hard across the face.
Smack!
"You're disgusting!"
Feng Hua Nutao stood there stunned.
She had never dared defy him like this before.
Now she'd hit him.
His face flushed with rage. He wanted to strangle her right there.
But—
He didn't dare.
If he touched her, Bai would kill him.
"Hahaha! Feng Hua Nutao—you don't even look like a king anymore."
The queen laughed mockingly. Wiping her tears, she sneered.
She had realized the truth:
The old regime had fallen. The new power was here. And she, as the old queen, was favored by the new master.
So why cling to the past?
Now, she held more power than the dethroned king.
"You dog slave. I'm your master's woman now. How dare you call me Ma'am?"
Though she hadn't even seen this "Master," the queen had already accepted her new role.
With a swift kick, she sent Nutao sprawling.
He stared at her, shocked.
Why had she changed so quickly?
"You—!"
Before he could finish, several ice needles pierced his skull.
He collapsed—dead before he hit the floor.
The queen screamed in terror and backed away.
"Don't be afraid."
Bai entered the sedan, stepping over Nutao's corpse. She pulled out a collar with a bell and handed it to the queen.
"You were right."
"You're Naruto-sama's dog now. You shouldn't be called Ma'am so casually."
A… dog?
The queen trembled violently. She bit her lip, then timidly accepted the collar.
She fastened it around her neck herself.
"Good girl. Obedient types are my favorite."
"Unlike that bitch Fenghua Xiaoxue. She dared challenge me after sleeping with the Master."
"She'll regret it soon enough."
Bai smiled in satisfaction, then patted the queen's head like a pet.
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Unlike the poverty of the common folk, the royal palace of the Snow Country was a display of pure extravagance. Carved beams and ornate rafters towered overhead, while dozens of elegant maids stood outside, burning incense and playing music with soft, alluring smiles on their faces.
Amidst a swirling storm of wind and drifting blossoms, Fenghua Nutao paced anxiously within. The melodies brought him no comfort—his heart was heavy.
"Why haven't Fubuki and the others returned yet?"
His murmured question echoed through the palace. The news of Princess Koyuki (Fenghua Xiaoxue) capturing city after city had unsettled him deeply.
Just then, a soldier rushed in through the palace gates. "Your Majesty, we've received a letter from Lord Fubuki."
Fenghua Nutao bolted forward before the