"Tsk tsk tsk… you've never once let me down when it comes to playing dirty, have you?"
In the Wave Country office, Kushina stared at the screen showing Danzo huddled in a corner, her voice dripping with genuine admiration. "Doesn't matter how tough the bone is — once you're involved, it turns to jelly."
"And what about you?" Lady Mikoto stood nearby, a hint of mischief in her tone. "Are you soft-boned… or soft-bodied?"
"Oh? Care to find out for yourself?" Kushina shot her a sidelong glance, tugging at her own collar. "Some things, my dear, you just can't truly understand without first-hand experience."
"Tch! Shameless woman!" Mikoto's face went crimson from ear to ear, her head ducking as she muttered under her breath.
"Heh heh."
Kushina didn't care in the slightest — she just winked at her blushing best friend, playful as ever. She didn't push the teasing any further, instead turning her striking violet-blue eyes toward the main hall's curtains.
"Brat, we've got a big problem now!"
"Oh?" Yuto raised a brow.
"Danzo's handled. What about Konoha?" Kushina perched herself right on his lap, one arm draped lazily around his neck. "You think that old geezer, the Third Hokage is gonna willingly play sugar daddy and pay up?"
Between paying ransom or endlessly sending in rescue teams, Kushina figured he'd go with the latter any day.
"Don't worry," Yuto waved it off, calm as a lake. "I've got a plan. He'll have no choice but to cough up."
"And what plan is that?" Kushina's curiosity piqued.
Yuto winked at her… and tapped his lips.
"Ohhh… so that's how you wanna play it, huh?" Kushina's grin widened, and she turned to her best friend. "Mikoto — come here and help me out!"
"Huh? M-me?" Mikoto froze, caught completely off guard.
"Relax, I'm just joking," Yuto quickly cut in, realizing where Kushina was going with this. "Don't take it seriously."
By now, teasing his "older sister" had become second nature to him, a kind of shared pastime. But Mikoto… wasn't quite there yet.
Only — before his words could settle —
Mikoto suddenly darted forward, lightning-fast, and planted a kiss right on the corner of his mouth.
Pop.
A tiny, scandalous sound.
They stared at each other for a few seconds, the air between them growing thick with awkwardly sweet tension.
"Oya~ so you've finally crossed that line, have you?" Kushina blinked in surprise before smirking. "Well, my dear Mikoto, how was the taste?"
"Just like you said… no real 'participation' to it." Mikoto tried to play it cool, but the red glow flooding her cheeks — and the faint wisp of metaphorical steam rising from her head — betrayed her completely.
"Hmm~"
Kushina just hummed and, without warning, grabbed Yuto's face in both hands before biting him squarely on the lips. "Double rewards for you. Now — tell me that plan. How are you gonna make the old man pay up?"
"Ahem. Simple, really."
Yuto cleared his throat with deliberate importance, smiling slyly.
"All we need is a few ransom photos. If the Hokage won't pay… we leak them to the entire Shinobi world."
"Ransom photos?" Kushina froze for a beat before slapping his thigh. "Now that's my boy! Only you could dream up something this nasty! You sly, devious, shameless little rat — truly one of a kind in the ninja world!"
Yuto's smile twitched. "…Thanks for the… compliment."
Knock knock knock — a rhythmic tapping on the door.
"Lord Yuto, I'm here to do your makeup."
The door opened, and Rina walked in with a makeup bag.
By then, Kushina and Mikoto had already slipped back into the Soul Pearl, eyes glued to the outside scene.
The idea was simple — make Yuto look as pitiful as possible so his "return" to Konoha would seem believable.
Rina wasted no time: a dab here, a smudge there, blending it all seamlessly in one smooth, expert motion.
Yuto glanced at the mirror and his convincingly miserable reflection.
" Rina… your skills are impressive."
"Oh, I have other skills too, leader… would you like a demonstration?" she purred, leaning close enough for her red lips to brush his ear, one hand trailing down his chest.
"Say yes!" Kushina's voice rang out eagerly from the Soul Pearl. "Let us watch the magic happen!"
"This woman's even more indecent than you, Kushina!" Mikoto grumbled — though the tiny pinch of envy in her voice didn't go unnoticed.
Not that she'd ever admit it. Even if she wanted to be bold like Rina or Kushina… she just couldn't.
'Was every woman in the Uzumaki clan this aggressive?'
'Damn you, Uchiha upbringing!'
"Maybe another time?" Yuto gave a stiff smile, trying to defuse the tension.
Not that he didn't want to — but right now, well… no "functionality" available. Driving without a steering wheel, so to speak.
"I think we should disguise… other parts of you as well." Rina murmured, undoing the top button of his shirt. "You wouldn't want the Konoha folks to notice anything suspicious, right?"
"…Hss." Yuto inhaled sharply. What was it with all these women and flipping the script on him?
Before he could recover, he felt something cool on his neck. " Rina… you're drooling. You are actually trying to disguise me, right?"
"Oh dear, maybe I didn't get enough sleep last night." Her smile was all foxlike mischief.
"But don't worry, Lord Yuto— I'll clean it up right away."
She leaned in… and pressed her lips to the exact spot where the droplet had landed.
Smooch.
The loud, wet sound echoed in the office.
"This scheming woman!" Mikoto huffed — but didn't look away for a second.
"So that's another trick… noted," Kushina muttered, eyes wide like she'd just learned a valuable new skill.
While the two women watched intently, Yuto's secretary behind him began to tremble like she'd been hit with a lightning jutsu.
Hands clutching his collar, breathing quickening…
Mikoto and Kushina exchanged a look.
Wait… it couldn't be…?
"Just from that?"
Yuto's face was unreadable as he helped the now limp, jelly-like secretary into her chair.
Only he knew the truth — his Sacred Sun Physique had been triggered again.
Any physical contact with a woman had a chance of sending her into a daze… and boy, did it work. Too well.
Unfortunately, for him… it was pure torture.
Meanwhile, in the Wave Country dungeon — Danzo was suffering too.
He was writing. A letter.
To his old "friend" Sarutobi Hiruzen.
Begging for help.
For a proud man like him, it was the ultimate humiliation.
But with Kurosuki Raiga on his left and Maruyama on his right… he had no choice but to grit his teeth and swallow that pride.
After what felt like forever, the letter was done.
Hanzo, acting as prison supervisor, glanced at it.
"Not bad, my old friend. Quite the literary flair."
"…It's done. We're finished here, right?" Danzo's voice was flat, exhausted.
"Oh, the letter's fine," Hanzo said with a grin.
"But now… we just need a few photos. And you're going to cooperate… aren't you?"
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