Naruto: I am Uchiha Shirou

Chapter 409 - Naruto: I am Uchiha Shirou [409]

In the far north of the ninja world, goose-feather snowflakes drifted down.

Under the moonlight, the long-deserted, snow-covered palace revealed a corner through the wind and snow—a palace that had stood for a thousand years.

Time had eroded its grandeur, but under the moonlight, the palace's former solemnity could still be glimpsed.

Inside was a huge statue, exuding divine majesty and compassion.

If a ninja from the world saw it, they'd be shocked.

Because it was the image of Kaguya Otsutsuki, the ancestor of chakra.

Boom!

A huge rumble broke the silence of the snowy night.

"There's still an enemy!"

Two figures, moving and colliding rapidly, were like bolts of lightning.

One, crackling with electricity, was this world's one-armed Sasuke, his eyes grave.

"Who are you?!"

Sasuke, shocked, stared at his opponent.

After the Fourth Great Ninja War, he was the second-strongest ninja, even with one arm—second only to Naruto.

Yet the person before him gave him immense pressure.

Especially since the enemy had appeared in this palace.

For years, he had abandoned his wife and daughter, wandering the ninja world in secret pursuit of clues about Kaguya.

Finally, after years of searching, he had found a clue—the location of Kaguya's palace.

Everything he did was to inherit Naruto's will of peace—he could never let Kaguya revive.

The two fought from inside the palace to the outside.

On the vast snowy plain, they clashed again and again—Sasuke was being suppressed.

Above, in the moonlight, a man floated. Though male, he wore a thin white silk veil, watching calmly.

"Didn't expect a stubborn native on this ant-like planet."

Hovering above, the man was Otsutsuki Momoshiki.

Below, the burly figure wielding red chakra weapons against Sasuke was Otsutsuki Kinshiki.

"The Rinnegan!"

Seeing Sasuke's Rinnegan, Momoshiki frowned.

"So, it's the Rinnegan."

He'd realized something. Sasuke also saw another enemy and grew even graver.

Panting, his chakra mostly spent, he hadn't defeated the enemy—now there was an even stronger one.

'No, I have to find Naruto. Only together can we handle this.'

Sasuke roared and unleashed his trump card.

Chibaku Tensei!

Under Sasuke's fearsome eye — the earth began to collapse; he meant to seal both enemies at once.

Kinshiki roared, swung his massive red chakra axe, and struck at the center of the Chibaku Tensei.

With a huge crash, the wind and snow howled. Destroying Sasuke's jutsu, Kinshiki's face showed anger.

But Sasuke's figure was gone from the snow.

"Kinshiki, you were careless!"

Momoshiki's cold voice came from above—Sasuke had escaped.

...

Wind and snow howled, the ancient palace again buried in silence.

After some time, a figure appeared inside.

Lifting his head, revealing crimson tomoe Rinnegan—it was Uchiha Shirou.

He looked at the huge statue and smiled gently.

"Kaguya, I'm here. Don't worry, you won't be alone anymore. I'll rescue you soon."

Though he hadn't spent much time with Kaguya, he was her spiritual support. Both had opened their hearts to each other.

As white smoke rose, it was a shadow clone of Shirou.

...

Heading toward Konoha through the forest, a figure rushed like lightning.

"So strong. Who are these enemies?!"

A battered, one-armed Sasuke panted, chest heaving, his single eye wide in shock.

"Their clothes, appearing in the palace, and that Six Paths power—could they be Kaguya's clan?!"

Sasuke's mind raced—he was starting to piece things together.

Just as he escaped, relaxing slightly, his vision suddenly shifted.

"Sasuke, why are you here?!"

A familiar voice called—Naruto was in the distance.

But this Naruto was battered, with many Konoha ninjas behind him, all clearly just through a battle.

"Naruto! What happened?!"

Before Sasuke could finish, Naruto's face darkened.

"Sasuke! The village was attacked! Konoha is destroyed! I barely managed to escape with everyone. It was Kaguya! Otsutsuki Kaguya escaped, and she brought two helpers!"

If the earlier words shocked Sasuke, the last was a finishing blow.

He had just fought two mysterious figures, deduced they were Otsutsuki, and now Konoha had fallen!

No doubt—the two had freed Kaguya.

"Naruto!"

Seeing his old friend, Sasuke dropped all defenses and hurried over.

But just as the two embraced, a cold flash attacked.

Sasuke's eye shrank in terror, ready to use Amenotejikara.

But the space twisted—his space-time ninjutsu failed.

He watched as Naruto grinned evilly—and then hands lunged for his eye.

"Who are you?!"

Amid Sasuke's scream, blood spurted as his eyes were gouged out.

At once, the surroundings changed—the battered Konoha ninjas were all shadow clones, and even Naruto was Uchiha Shirou in disguise.

Shirou knew Konoha's ninja too well—Sasuke hadn't sensed a thing.

"Ahhh!!!"

Sasuke's screams echoed through the forest.

"My eyes! Who are you!"

His body bound, he felt an unprecedented power invading and devouring him.

Forbidden Jutsu: Chimera Jutsu!

Devouring Sasuke's Uchiha bloodline, Shirou's face was cold.

"Who am I?! When you sealed my wife Kaguya, didn't you think of this day? These eyes are mine now."

"Kaguya! You're Otsutsuki!"

Sasuke roared in darkness, but Shirou shook his head coldly.

"Indra's reincarnation, you were excellent. But after being beaten by Asura's reincarnation, your heart and soul were eroded by this world's Asura.

The proud, true Uchiha Sasuke is dead. Now you're just Indra's reincarnation, the Seventh Hokage's lapdog."

The cold words echoed as Shirou cast a genjutsu.

How resolute Sasuke once was. After Kaguya's sealing, he even called for revolution, but after being beaten, he gave up.

Was revolution just a joke?

Sasuke became a firefighter, completely subdued by Naruto's will.

Indra lost to Asura's generation, and his will was eroded.

"I can't die yet! I have to tell Naruto! Naruto!"

Sasuke, in the darkness, struggled to break free.

But under the Chimera Jutsu, he didn't notice his Uchiha bloodline and Indra's chakra being devoured.

Afterward, Sasuke wouldn't die, but without his bloodline, he'd just be an ordinary ninja.

Shirou devoured the power, knowing if Sasuke hadn't fought Kinshiki and was so drained, it wouldn't have been so easy.

At the final step, Sasuke's remaining arm exploded.

He'd bought himself a chance with self-mutilation.

Whoosh!

Sasuke used Reverse Summoning and escaped at the last moment.

"Escaped, huh!"

Shirou squinted and sneered.

"But your Indra power and Uchiha bloodline are all gone. But that's fine; you're more useful alive—Naruto will finally taste lifelong regret."

His indifferent voice echoed as he vanished.

All that remained in the forest was a severed arm and two eyes—now dull and gray.

Their power had been devoured; Shirou could feel the energy within, needing time to digest it.

Then it was time to rescue Kaguya.

....

Night fell. Konoha slept peacefully.

At the Seventh Hokage's home, at midnight, the door opened to a new master.

In the warm light, someone was waiting inside.

As the door opened and Shirou entered, Hinata, who had been waiting in the living room, respectfully stood up and walked to the entrance.

"Welcome home, Keyaru-sama."

Her gentle voice rang out, just as the clock struck midnight—the mission's start.

Tonight, Hinata wore a red qipao, showing off her figure, her face full of gentle smiles.

When the cool figure before her reached out to gently stroke her head, she closed her eyes, enjoying it like a kitten.

"Hinata-chan, have you been waiting for me all this time?"

His voice echoed; Hinata smiled softly, then knelt to change his shoes.

Just like that, Shirou seemed to be the true master of the house, led personally by Hinata upstairs.

"From today, this is your home. I will do everything well."

Red heels, flesh-colored stockings, red qipao, long flowing hair—Hinata embodied the submissive kunoichi, always with a gentle smile.

Shirou's fingers traced along Hinata's jawline as she gazed up at him with those mesmerizing lavender eyes. Her breath hitched as he pulled her closer, the silk of her qipao rustling softly.

"Such a good girl," he whispered, his hot breath tickling her ear. Hinata shivered, her full breasts pressing against his chest as she melted into his embrace.

"Please... take me," she whimpered, her fingers working to undo the buttons of his shirt. The moonlight streaming through the window illuminated her flushed cheeks.

Shirou's hands roamed possessively over her curves, squeezing and claiming what was now his. He slowly unzipped her qipao, revealing creamy skin and lacy black lingerie underneath. Hinata moaned as he cupped her breasts, thumbs circling her hardened nipples through the delicate fabric.

"Does your husband touch you like this?" he taunted, nipping at her neck. "Make you feel this way?"

"N-no... only you, Keyaru-sama," she gasped, arching into his touch. Her stockinged legs trembled as his fingers slipped beneath her panties, finding her already dripping wet.

He pushed her back onto the bed, drinking at the sight of her sprawled before him in just her lingerie and heels. Hinata watched through half-lidded eyes as he stripped, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.

"Show me how much you need me," Shirou commanded. Hinata eagerly obeyed, spreading her thighs and beckoning him closer.

"Fill me up, master... make me yours," she begged breathlessly. "I've been aching for you all day..."

His mouth crashed down on hers in a bruising kiss as he positioned himself between her legs. Hinata wrapped her legs around his waist, crying out in pleasure as he claimed her completely.

"That's right... take every inch," he growled, setting a punishing pace that had her seeing stars. "You belong to me now."

"Yes! Yes! Only yours!" Hinata screamed, her nails raking down his back as waves of ecstasy washed over her.

The sounds of their passionate coupling echoed through the room as Shirou marked her inside and out, ensuring she'd never be satisfied by anyone else again.