Dark black energy surged from her palms, burrowing into B and Yugito's bodies.
A few seconds later, Ai's expression changed slightly.
'Found them!'
Deep inside B's body, a massive mass of Chakra glowing dark red was slowly writhing.
Deep inside Yugito's body, a mass of dark blue Chakra, flickering like flames, was trembling slightly.
The Eight-Tails, Gyuki.
The Two-Tails, Matatabi.
"Come out."
Ai shouted.
The dark black energy tightened abruptly, forcibly dragging the two massive Chakra masses out of the Jinchuriki's bodies.
Boom—!!!
The two masses of Tailed Beast Chakra gushed from the Jinchuriki's bodies, rapidly expanding and deforming mid-air.
The Eight-Tails and Two-Tails reappeared on the battlefield.
But the two Tailed Beasts were now completely different from before.
Their Chakra was almost depleted, their bodies covered in wounds inflicted by Pochita and Ragnir. They were lethargic and could barely stand.
Gyuki's eight tentacles hadn't grown back, Matatabi's blue flames were completely extinguished, leaving only a few scattered sparks.
They were extremely weak.
They barely lifted their eyelids and looked at the human before them.
Their eyes showed hatred akin to Kurama's for Madara.
Then, the first reaction of the two Tailed Beasts was not to fight.
But to try and quickly return to B and Yugito's bodies.
It was well known that once a Tailed Beast was extracted from a Jinchuriki, the Jinchuriki would die soon after.
They can see that B and Yugito's faces were visibly greying.
If they didn't return soon, it would be too late.
Gyuki and Matatabi used the last of their strength to move closer to their Jinchuriki.
"Trying to run?"
Makoto bent down, picked up the two Poké Balls that had fallen earlier, aimed them at the two Tailed Beasts, and threw.
"Pop."
"Pop."
The two Poké Balls opened mid-air, emitting a red light that enveloped the Eight-Tails and Two-Tails.
This time, the red light did not bounce off.
The two extremely weak Tailed Beasts, powerless to resist, were wrapped in red light, their bodies rapidly shrinking and deforming, transforming into two streams of red light that were drawn into the balls.
The Poké Balls fell to the ground.
"Click."
"Clunk."
Both balls shook upon landing.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
"Ding—"
The buttons on both Poké Balls lit up red simultaneously…
Indicating a successful capture.
Makoto bent down, picked up the two Poké Balls, and raised them high, cosplaying a certain 10-year-old elementary school student who had been champion-less for 20 years.
"I caught a Pokémon!"
"Oooooh—!"
The four members of Kessoku Band, being Pokémon trainers themselves, politely applauded.
But most people present had no idea what was happening.
They just stared blankly at the two red-and-white balls in Makoto's hands, their minds blank.
"The Two-Tails and Eight-Tails... were sealed inside those?"
"What are those things?"
"They seem to be something newly developed by Leader-sama's subordinates for storing summoned creatures."
The Konoha's Ninjas were relatively fine, after all, everyone recognized the Pokémon of the Kessoku Band's members wandering around the village every day.
But the Kumogakure's Ninjas were completely bewildered.
All they knew was that their village's two greatest trump cards, the Eight-Tails and Two-Tails, had been taken by that man.
On the battlefield, the fight between Hinata and the Fourth Raikage continued.
"Why is it taking so long?"
Momoi couldn't help but complain.
She had heard Makoto say before that the Tenseigan's hierarchical position was above the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan.
She had already seen the power of the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan through Makoto.
And the Tenseigan was ranked even higher.
With such powerful eyes, why hadn't Hinata taken down the Fourth Raikage yet?
Watching Hinata and the Fourth Raikage exchange blows back and forth, Momoi grew increasingly frustrated.
'If I were the one using those eyes—'
'Never mind, stop thinking about it.'
'Makoto had also said that this power-up could only be used by those two Byakugan-wielding sisters.'
And just at that moment…
Eriri suddenly took out a paintbrush and sketchbook from her pocket and began drawing furiously.
Her best friend Marin leaned over to look—
The person Eriri was drawing was the Fourth Raikage.
Marin's face turned beet red. She looked at Eriri in disbelief, wondering if Eriri had developed a new crush.
'No way.'
'Even if you're going to have a wandering eye, pick a normal one.'
'Your range of preferences is way too wide!'
Noticing Marin's strange look, Eriri immediately guessed what she was thinking and bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"What are you thinking?!"
She poked Marin's forehead irritably.
Marin held her forehead where she was poked, full of questions.
"Then why are you drawing that old guy?"
"I... I was just..."
Eriri stammered, unable to form a complete sentence.
On the other side, Utaha pressed her lips together in a smile and directly saw through Eriri's thoughts:
"Our esteemed Kashiwagi Eri-sensei just thinks that old man would make a good doujinshi male lead. She's probably using him as material."
Kashiwagi Eri... Eriri's pen name.
Over the past few years, Eriri had returned to her old profession.
Under the pen name [Kashiwagi Eri], she published doujinshi throughout the Ninja World, with impressive sales.
Interestingly, during the previous trip to the Naruto World, Eriri's mother, Sawamura Sayuri, had also written male-male romance novels which were bestsellers.
The two of them had supported the family with that income.
Eriri, Utaha, and Megumi had all benefited from that money.
And because Eriri's potential was limited, she had again taken up her old profession in another world under the pen name [Kashiwagi Eri].
The Sarutobi Clan's Circumstances, Utatane Koharu's Youth, Chiyo's Indulgence...
All masterpieces that had swept the Ninja World in recent years.
The main characters were all Makoto's political enemies.
Anyone who dared to defy the Ninja World Government, Eriri would draw them into her doujinshi.
Using words and brushstrokes, she struck from the 2D side.
And now, as Kumogakure was the village about to be destroyed by Makoto, their leader, the Fourth Raikage, naturally stood against Makoto.
Eriri felt that a doujinshi featuring the Fourth Raikage as the male lead was perfectly viable.
She already had a title in mind.
[Utatane Koharu, Defiled by the Raikage]
[Plot summary: The Fourth Raikage threatens Utatane Koharu into giving herself to him using a peace treaty as leverage.
Although she disagrees, for the peace between their villages, she can only bear the humiliation.
Little does she know, her admirers from the Elder Council, Sarutobi Hiruzen, Shimura Danzo, and Mitokado Homura, have already noticed.
Yet, also for the peace between their villages, they can only weep silently through the crack in the door...]
"Eriri, your taste is a bit heavy."
After hearing Eriri's plot idea, Marin felt quite disturbed. Although she usually liked playing eroge and had even cosplayed heroines from them, she felt her own tastes were much milder compared to Eriri's.
"None of your business!"
Eriri bristled again, then turned her head and glared at Utaha.
"And you! Don't just go around revealing my pen name!"
Immediately, the two started squabbling.
Seeing Eriri's bristling demeanor, even Makoto ahead couldn't help but laugh.
It was worth noting that this Fourth Raikage was arguably the most serious and morally well-adjusted Kage in the original work.
But in the 3D world, he was infamous.
It couldn't be helped.
His character design just perfectly suited a doujinshi male lead.
Blonde, dark-skinned, muscular, middle-aged, and a figure of authority.
He possessed all the elements of a 'doujinshi male lead'.
Makoto looked at Eriri's flushed, pouty face and recalled her description moments ago.
Well…
Honestly, he was kind of interested in seeing that story.
After destroying Kumogakure, they'd spread the word.
Anyone who dared to oppose the Ninja World Government from then on would be drawn into a doujinshi and paired up with Utatane Koharu.