When Obito finished giving orders to the Fourth Mizukage about Pakura, he left and headed to a certain spot in the Land of Snow, where he had commissioned a custom outfit.
The shop owner, seeing Obito appear out of nowhere, trembled. He immediately shooed out all his customers before standing stiffly in front of him.
"M-My lord, are you here for…?" the man asked nervously.
"Yes. Did you make it?" Obito's voice was calm, but it carried that quiet weight that made the man's stomach churn.
"Y-Yes, my lord! I'll bring it right away! I promise you won't be disappointed!"
The shopkeeper bolted to the back and quickly returned with a carefully wrapped package. Inside were the clothes Obito had ordered.
Obito accepted the package, handed the man his payment, and disappeared without another word.
"Uh… the lord really seemed to be in a hurry… I even forgot to brag about it. That was my best work ever…" the shopkeeper muttered, sighing as he went back inside.
Meanwhile, in the Land of Fire, Konoha Village.
It had been some time since the Nine-Tails incident, and the village had regained its peace.
Still, beneath the calm, there was an undercurrent… a subtle sign that another storm might come.
Inside Naruto's home, Kushina had just finished the housework. After washing all the dishes and telling Naruto his usual bedtime story which he never slept without, she was finally ready to collapse into her own bed.
As she stepped out of Naruto's room, she suddenly noticed a figure leaning casually against the wall, which made her jump.
When she realized who it was, she exhaled in relief only to immediately frown in disgust.
"So… after all this time, you finally showed up, huh? I thought maybe you'd died somewhere in a corner… alone, of course." Kushina snorted, walking toward her bedroom.
"That's… not very nice. That really hurts my feelings, you know," Obito said, following her with an exaggeratedly sad voice.
"Urghhh. Stop. That sounded disgusting." Kushina turned around and flipped him the middle finger, not buying a second of his fake act.
"Well, never mind," Obito shrugged casually.
They both entered her room, and for a moment, silence settled.
Kushina crossed her arms and closed her eyes, almost… waiting. But then she noticed something strange. That bastard wasn't even making a move on her.
Before, he would immediately start harassing her the moment he showed up.
She cracked one eye open to peek and found him already lying on her bed with his hands behind his head. Then, suddenly, he tossed a package at her. She caught it out of reflex.
"…What's this supposed to be?" Kushina asked, suspicious.
"It's a gift. You can wear it… for me," Obito said casually, waving his hand like it was obvious.
"Gift, huh? What bullshit. I don't want it!" She tossed the package onto the bed, crossing her arms like she'd never give in.
"Sigh… I guess Naruto will have to know that you—"
He didn't even finish before Kushina blurred out of sight, snatched the package, and disappeared.
"Well… that was quick," Obito chuckled. Kushina always had a way of amusing him.
A short while later, Kushina returned, wearing the clothes Obito had brought for her.
He froze for a moment, genuinely mesmerized, and the word slipped out.
"…Beautiful."
Kushina stiffened at the compliment. Her heart skipped a beat. She could tell he was being completely honest.
She quickly ruffled her hair to the side and turned her face away, cheeks slightly warm.
Obito had brought her a Special Teacher Outfit, one designed from his last life. He had to admit… women in the Ninja World looked dangerously good in modern clothes. Her beauty felt like it had just leveled up.
"Come here," Obito said, patting the bed beside him, holding back the urge to just pin her down and take her.
Kushina hesitated… then slowly sat next to him, fidgeting like a restless schoolgirl.
'Why am I acting like this? Pull yourself together, Kushina! You're not some coward!' she scolded herself silently.
"I want you to teach me some Fūinjutsu," Obito said bluntly.
Kushina blinked. "…Fūinjutsu? Are you serious? Didn't you say you didn't need to learn that?"
She instantly regained her fiery aura, crossing her arms and smirking mockingly.
"I'm so strong, I don't need that! That's what you said. And now you want me to teach you? Hah, what a joke." She even mimicked his voice with a dramatic flair.
Obito's eyebrow twitched. This woman… she really can't let anything go, can she?
"Yeah, that was my bad. I admit it. So… can the great Kushina-sensei teach me now, please?" Obito clasped his hands together like a desperate student.
"Wh—What's with you? Why are you talking like that? Ugh, that's disgusting, stop it!" Kushina flailed, feeling embarrassed for no reason.
"Teach me, sensei~ I really want to learn from the lovely Kushina-sensei!" Obito grabbed her hands and shook them, loving her flustered reactions.
"B-Bastard! Stop calling me that! Fine, I'll teach you, just quit it already!"
"Kushina-sensei is the best!"
"Urghhh, I want to puke…"
Kushina started teaching him Fūinjutsu with half-hearted energy at first. She thought he was just messing with her, but the moment she saw his serious focus, her suspicion grew.
'Wait… this guy isn't trying to fu— ahem… This guy always harasses me, so why not this time? He even had me wear these clothes…'
She realized she had subconsciously been bracing for it.
'It's not like I want him to do anything… I'm just suspicious!' She slapped herself mentally when she realized how that sounded.
Eventually, she focused on teaching seriously.
Meanwhile, Obito absorbed the knowledge quickly with his Mangekyō Sharingan, storing some details for later review.
After finishing, Kushina crossed her arms and muttered, "Your Sharingan is such a cheat… even Minato had to take—"
She stopped mid-sentence, realizing what she was about to say.
"Hahaha! Of course I'm better than him in every way and you know that deeply," Obito said with a smug grin.
"Tch… whatever. Nobody likes you anyway," Kushina said, faking a pitiful look at him like he was some unloved stray.
Obito went quiet.
Kushina, seeing his silence, suddenly felt a twinge of guilt but kept going.
"What, feeling sad? No worries… that's exactly what you deserve. A life of nothing but loneliness… only filled with forced warmth."
The words were sharp, poisonous.
"Well… you don't need to tell me something I already know," Obito said calmly. He didn't argue because it was true.
"You…" Kushina started to speak, but the emptiness in his tone made her stop. Hitting that void didn't bring any satisfaction.
The room went silent again. Kushina fidgeted, her eyes darting. For some reason… that silence made her nervous.
Then Obito finally broke it.
"Bend over against that wall. Right now."
"H-Huh?!" Kushina was completely flabbergasted by the sudden order.
"Don't make me repeat myself… I said, bend over there." Obito's voice was calm as ever, almost unnervingly so.
"W-Why…?" Kushina asked nervously, her fingers tightening on the hem of her short black skirt, already knowing deep down what was coming.
For some reason, a strange warmth spread through her lower body. She couldn't tell if it was from sheer nervousness… or something else entirely.
"It seems you want me to fuck you right Infront of your son huh, imagine his expression... When he finds out that his lovely mom is actually getting her ass pounded by a man that's not his dad."
"The boy would be devastated for sure, not to mention—"
Obito's words cut off as he noticed Kushina staggering toward the wall. Her hands trembled as she braced herself against it.
"Lower your waist a bit… and lift your ass higher," Obito instructed, eyes locked on the enticing pose.
Kushina's cheeks flushed, silently cursing him fuck you but she obeyed. She bent forward, perfectly outlining the plump curve of her ass under her short skirt, while her white shirt hugged her chest, making every curve stand out beautifully.
"Now… shake your head a little...yeah, and your ass too," Obito added, his voice dripping with satisfaction as he closed the distance.
"Haaah…" Kushina exhaled, trying to steady her racing heart and simmering anger, yet she did as told.
When she shook her head, her long red hair cascaded down her back, brushing against her slim waist and swaying over the curve of her ass.
The slight bounce of her ass as she moved burned into Obito's mind, a scene he immortalized with his Mangekyō Sharingan.
But now… he had something else to take care of.
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