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Chapter 36 - The Hungry Whirlpool

KUSHINA UZUMAKI

Kushina yanked her long red hair into a high ponytail, tying it off with a practiced flick of her wrist. The strands still gleamed vivid red despite the years...

Chapter 35 - The Dango and the Duty

The sun dipping low enough to scrape fire across Konoha’s tiled roofs, the heat simmering soft and pink. It was when I finally turned to go home that someone else stepped out through the Academy�...

Chapter 34 - Cutest girl

“That’s not fair,” I said, leaning a little closer, lowering my voice like we were conspiring. “They don’t clean up after me. I’m very tidy. Mostly they just… scold me for how I live....

Chapter 33 - The Empty Swing

The sun hadn’t started bleeding into sunset yet, but the warmth had that thick, late-afternoon weight. The clouds slide over Konoha’s skyline, lazy and slow, like they have time to waste.

Chapter 32 - Confrontation III

SAKURA HARUNO

"What did I tell you about insulting your mother?"

She blinked.

Her mouth opened, but nothing came.

Nobody had ever slapped her befor...

Chapter 31 - Confrontation II

SAKURA HARUNO

Her mouth hung open.

But the words had died somewhere behind her tongue, caught between disbelief and the hum in her ears. That sting bloomed brighter now...

Chapter 30 - Confrontation

SAKURA HARUNO

The discussion moved forward without her.

Geography. Logistics. Mercenary patterns in the Land of Waves. Something about old bridges and subtle terrain tr...

Chapter 29 - The Heat in the Freeze

SAKURA HARUNO

Sakura gripped her glass of water so hard, her knuckles turned bloodless white. The condensation ran down her fingers like sweat. She barely noticed. Her gloves...

Chapter 28 - The Quiet Before

This was so... strange.

Not the kind of strange that sets off alarms. The quieter kind. The kind you notice in the pit of your stomach before your brain catches on. Something about all this d...

Chapter 27 - Responsibility

Not much work had been done that day.

Again — Shiho’s fault. Of course.

They always acted surprised afterward. But the second their brain caught back up with their body, reality alw...

Chapter 26 - Shiho II

Her cunt was soaking — already pulling at my finger in greedy, involuntary pulses—but I didn’t speed up.

Not yet.

I gave her slow, deliberate strokes that barely moved in and out....

Chapter 25 - Shiho

“P-proof?” Shiho repeated, voice tight and rising from somewhere between panic and secret thrill. Her breath caught, high in her chest. She blinked, wide-eyed and cutely overwhelmed.

“M...

Chapter 24 - The Fawn and the Predator

Shiho stood there, frozen in the aisle between stacks of forgotten jutsu theory and dusty clan registries. Her fingers still clenched the scroll like a shield, but the pages had wrinkled under her ...

Chapter 23 - Hidden gem

Shiho had always been easy to rile up. Too easy, really.

That was one of her fun parts.

I’d known her since we were fresh in the Academy, her perpetually bright cheerfulness making he...

Chapter 22 - In plain sight

Right at the heart of the village, Konoha Library sat like an afterthought between a tea shop and a weaponsmith — broad wooden doors, unassuming sign, the kind of place civilians walked past with...

Chapter 21 - Procrastinated project

It was already a couple of hours past lunch by the time I stepped out of the Haruno household. I hadn't planned to stay that long, but Mebuki had a way of dragging things out—literally and figura...

Chapter 20 - Secret in the drawer

SAKURA HARUNO

The sun rose sooner that day. Light filtered through her bedroom window, soft and golden, warming her skin where she lay stiff in bed.

The world outside h...

Chapter 19 - Mebuki Haruno IV

Mebuki let out a long, shuddering moan, the kind that started deep in her chest and spilled out in a trembling exhale. It was raw and drawn out.

Her fingers dug deeper into the plush flesh of...

Chapter 18 - Mebuki Haruno III

Mebuki's climax hit her like a sudden storm — her back arched sharply, her long, untrained legs locking around nothing as her inner walls fluttered around my fingers. It wasn't the controlled, vi...

Chapter 17 - Mebuki Haruno II

We reached her home—a modest, two-story house tucked within one of Konoha’s quieter districts. Civilian quarters. No grand compounds, no sprawling estates like the clans had. Just simple, pract...

Chapter 16 - Mebuki Haruno

Of course, as the ever-dutiful and kind gentleman, I offered to help carry her groceries home.

Mebuki was almost comical in her predictability.Putting on a theatrical little show of reluctanc...

Chapter 15 - Mothers first

I smiled, all practiced charm, teeth flashing just enough to make it look effortless. A middle-aged woman clinging to her attitude like it was the last thing keeping her young.

She was so eas...

Chapter 14 - Spirit with unfinished business

One of the things that had me most fascinated in this world — even before my reincarnation — was fūinjutsu.

I couldn’t really explain why. Maybe it was the influence of other ...

Chapter 13 - Was it worth it?

I hate waiting. I wasn’t particularly an impatient man, but I fucking hate waiting. Waiting was killing me. Not knowing was killing me. My guts twisted and my palms were getting sweaty.

The...

Chapter 12 - The Root's depth

DANZO SHIMURA

Hiruzen was weak. Danzō had long known this.

It was not a weakness of skill—Hiruzen had once been the strongest among them, the Professor, the God of S...

Chapter 11 - A morning together II

Cooking was the mandatory skill for every cliché reincarnated protagonist.

Now, while I was pretty sure I was too much of a shitty person to be anyone’s protagonist, I still ...

Chapter 10 - A morning together

Hunger woke me before the numbness in my dead arm did. Anko’s head was a leaden lump crushing my bicep, her wild purple hair fanned out like she’d lost a fight with a pillow.

She wasn’t...

Chapter 09 - Anko Mitarashi IV

Anko collapsed onto the futon in a boneless heap, arms trembling, body slack with exhaustion. For a long moment, all she did was breathe — heavy, uneven, utterly wrecked.

Then, with what li...

Chapter 08 - Anko Mitarashi III

A slow smile curled the corner of my lips.

The moment the tip of my cock pressed against her entrance, her asshole winked—a tight, involuntary spasm. Or perhaps it was voluntary, y...

Chapter 07 - Anko Mitarashi II

Anko’s smirk twisted into something feral. Her tongue flicked out again — longer, wetter—before she leaned in, her breath hot against my skin.

"Opportunity?" she purred, her voice a low...