Chapter 14: Huyga Compromise, Huyga Hana!
The Hyuga clan square was strangely silent, except for the sound of falling leaves and the heavy breathing of the onlookers.
Naruto stood there, his body still covered in the smell of sweat and semen, his eyes cold as steel. Hiashi lay in the middle of the yard, his face pale, his whole body trembling — as if a storm had just ripped through the peaceful life of his family.
“This power? How… did you get it?” Hiashi gritted his teeth, his voice cracking with shock and anger.
Naruto smirked, not at all polite.
“Haven’t you guessed? Why did your daughter become stronger so quickly? If she gets one, then I get ten.” His voice was both contemptuous and satisfied, as if he was reading aloud to express his pride.
Hiashi sat up, his eyes flashing with hope and fear. “So… is it true? You really have the ability to dual cultivate and strengthen women?”
Naruto laughed heartily, a laugh like a sharp knife.
“There is also rejuvenation. Eternal life. Eternal youth. I say I will do — today, I will bring Hinata back to the clan, and then challenge you. Let you see for yourself who is truly strong.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he swept his eyes over the crowd of observers, his confidence making people shiver.
Hiashi shook his head unsteadily, and after a long while he was able to say: “What do you want in the end?!”
Naruto nodded slightly, stepped closer, and whispered like a curse:
“Do you want to elevate Byakugan to another level? I have a method to transform Byakugan into something that even surpasses Mangenkyo. If successful, the Hyuga clan will have an unprecedented defense line — Tenseigan. But the condition…”
He paused, his expression turning pure lust. “The condition is that you must give me the right to deal with the women in the family. Especially your wife.”
Hiashi’s heart convulsed. His old heart felt like it was breaking — because the name Naruto was referring to was none other than his beloved wife, Hinata’s mother.
In his mind was a mixture of pride, responsibility and pain: give up the family honor in exchange for new power, or keep the old ways and let the Hyuga clan decline, be manipulated by Konoha, and gradually die?
Naruto didn’t let Hiashi hesitate for too long. He continued, his voice cold but firm:
“Listen. I will dual cultivate with them. I will fill their wombs with my dragon pillar, turning their semen into true essence, making them stronger, younger, and purer. Each time I fill them, the clan will gain vitality; the Byakugan will stabilize, wear out less, and life will flourish. I will receive the benefits — and you, you will receive the power. The clan will be strong, its status will increase, and the Hyuga clan will be freed from slavery.”
Hiashi looked straight into Naruto’s eyes—in that moment he saw the future of his clan: strong descendants, pure Byakugan, shining status.
The price to pay is that the bodies of the women in the tribe are transformed, made to “belong” to strangers.
He thought of Hinata, of his wife, of Hanabi; he thought of his responsibility to preserve his bloodline. His heart ached, but his resolve hung high above his head: “If that is the only way to save the clan, then… fine. Whatever you want, do it.”
Naruto laughed, a victorious laugh. He leaned down, his voice soft as honey pouring into Hiashi’s ear:
“Father-in-law, you make me a little embarrassed, hehe. I won’t dirty the clan if you’re worried. I’ll make them stronger, younger, make them honor you — and the clan. But I need absolute authority when dealing with them. No one else will interfere. In return, after completing the dual cultivation cycle, you’ll get a new pair of eyes — a first step towards the Tenseigan. The final condition is your consent.”
Hiashi clenched his fists, his eyes brimming with tears. He had never imagined he would have to compromise so lowly, but when he saw the image of a brilliant, unyielding Hyuga clan, resolute words burst out from within him:
“You… I entrust it to you. But know this: if you disgrace the family, if you only humiliate without giving real power, I will… I will tear apart what you call power!”
Naruto tilted his head, his eyes flashing with a vague respect at Hiashi’s offer.
“Good. We begin tonight. Hinata, madam — and in turn all the noble women of the clan, I will give them a choice: health, youth, and the right to retain some of their honor, or… forever remain weak. Choose.”
Hiashi rose, trembling but resolute. He turned back in silence, his steps heavy as if he were carrying his entire clan on his back. The crowd of onlookers retreated, each carrying in their hearts a fragment of the newly-established faith.
Naruto whispered to himself, his mouth moving: “Starting from Hyuga, then the entire world. Dragon pillar, secret place, womb — all will be fuel for me. Duplication system? Good. Hundreds, thousands of new women, I will increase my strength many times faster. When I can lift a planet with one hand, lift a galaxy? Lift the universe? Then everyone will have to bow down!”
His eyes were cold, determined, like a bottomless hunger. The square was silent, except for the footsteps of those who had signed a promise to change — whatever the price of that promise, only they knew.
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Night in Hyuga Mansion
The dark room was covered with thin silk curtains, the flickering oil lamp gave off a soft yellow light like honey, reflecting on the smooth white skin of the woman lying on the bed.
Huyga Hana – the woman who was once the “beauty queen” of the entire Hyuga clan, still retains her mature charm. Her hair is long like a black stream, her face is pure, her Byakugan eyes look at him with a gentle yet unpredictable look.
Naruto gently closed the door and walked in, his heart pounding with desire and plan. He had officially moved into the Hyuga clan, preparing to “take down” the highest-ranking women one by one. The person in front of him was one of them – the most important “piece”.
“Madam…” – he called softly, stepping closer to the bed, the scent of a mature woman mixed with the scent of precious wood made his head feel like it was on fire.
Under the loose blanket, Hana’s body was bare, every curve soft, full breasts, small waist, long white smooth thighs slightly closed.
Naruto couldn’t help but climb onto the bed, his hand stroking from her neck down to her shoulders, down to her breasts, gently squeezing as if testing their elasticity. His other hand slid down to her lower abdomen, between her thighs, his fingers finding her warm, moist slit and gently shaking it.
Hana shivered, softly moaning “um…”.
She didn’t push him away, instead she reached out to gently stroke his messy blond hair, her eyes hazy as if remembering something far away. “Naruto-kun why… um… I… know Kushina… we… have to do this… um~?”
Naruto nodded, his voice low and firm, as if reciting an oath: “To protect the world… I must do it.”
A cold determination flashed in his eyes, but his hand tightened on her breasts, his fingers in her secret hole moved faster, squeezing out a clear liquid like morning dew.
Hana looked down at him, her heart beating wildly. She didn’t understand the plan, but his eyes were not like the noisy boy’s.
That gaze was that of a man who was shouldering an entire era. She slowly hugged Naruto’s head, stroked his hair, and breathed lightly as if exhaling a decision: “Then… let me take care of you in Kushina’s place… first…”
Her legs – long, smooth, yet full and full of life – lifted slightly, wrapping around his hips like silk ribbons. Her skin was warm, soft, and the scent of a ripe woman made Naruto breathless.
“You… are too gentle…” – he muttered, his dragon pillar below was as tense as hot steel, touching the hot, moist red slit, the tip of his penis trembling slightly with each beat from stimulation.
Hana leaned down, her lips close to his ear, her voice hoarse and gentle: “Naruto… don’t be in a hurry. Let me… feel your power…”
Naruto took a deep breath, the system rang in his head:
【New target: Huyga Hana – Lady of the Hyuga clan. Reward doubles vitality when filling it for the first time.】
The oil lamp went out as if it wanted to give the whole room to the two people’s breath.
No more manners, no more tricks, just lust and leaden determination.
Naruto paused for a moment, looking straight into Hana’s eyes — eyes filled with a mixture of gentleness, curiosity, and trust. He smiled, feeling the fire in his heart burn even stronger.
“All right,” he whispered, his voice rough and authoritative. “I will show you what it feels like to be young and strong again… my way.”
Hana responded with a sigh, her mouth moving: “Naruto… please… let me trust…”
Naruto lowered himself, his hands firmly holding her hips, feeling every soft muscle tremble under his fingertips.
His dragon pillar was hot, strong, and sinewy like a black steel pillar, touching Hana’s soft petals. The scent of a woman rose up, a mixture of warm water, perfume, and a hint of incense scent that made him feel intoxicated.
He pulled gently, parting the petals, the tip pressed into the moist slit, then stopped.
“You… um…” Hana uttered, a soft moan like a plea, eyes half-closed. All the inhibitions in her melted away under his breath.
Naruto was in no hurry; he wanted to prolong the moment, build the fire and burn it away.
He pushed slowly — inch by inch — feeling the soft flesh gradually loosen up, hugging the head as if wanting to swallow it whole. When the dragon head hit bottom, Hana fell down gently, her whole body convulsing, her moans like the tinkling of a bell.
“Ugh… so deep… Naruto…” she sobbed, her hands clutching his shoulders as if clinging to reality.
Naruto breathed heavily, his heart pounding. A sense of power filled him as his dragon pillar was tightly held by the womb—both dominating and being reciprocated.
He pressed further, his entire length sliding in, feeling the warmth enveloping every inch of skin and flesh. Hana let out a choked cry, but immediately after that her lips smiled wetly.
“You… really are…” she whispered, her eyes burning with pleasure, “this feeling… is like being reborn…”
Naruto laughed, his voice both lewd and satisfied: “Just take it. Every drop is strength for the entire clan.”
He began to pound steadily—slowly at first, then picking up speed, the force strong but not rough enough to hurt; each thrust was a deep squeeze all the way to the bottom, causing Hana’s uterus to contract crazily from the stimulation.
Her pussy hugged the shaft like a hungry person; the mucus flowed out, salty and sweet, sticking to the skin, on the crack of her buttocks, creating white streaks that sparkled under the light.
Hana moaned loudly, the music making Naruto’s chest expand.
She hugged him, her legs tightly wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper, as if she wanted to force herself to the bottom, wanting to take him all in. Every time the dragon pillar jerked, she convulsed, her eyes wobbling, her mouth calling his name like a prayer.
“Naruto-kun… don’t stop… please…” her voice was hoarse, wet as rain.
Satisfaction surged through him; each thrust was an impulse, both given and received.
Hana’s breasts shook rhythmically, her breasts hardened under his hands, her nipples were red like blooming flowers. Naruto bent down, bit her shoulder lightly, his tongue licked along the sweat, her moans were like fire burning in his heart.
The system rang out in his head like a cold encouragement:
【First fill: Huyga Hana — reward x10! + 100 kg of vitality.】
Hearing the news, Naruto laughed like crazy! Speeding up. The thrusts became stronger and deeper, making Hana’s uterus like a machine, squeezing and releasing, contracting wave after wave.
Hot streams of semen began to spurt out from him; Hana sucked and swallowed, her “gulps…” and moans blending into a passionate chorus.
“AAAH… Naruto… I… I accept it all…”
Hana screamed, her body twisting, her eyes turning white with pleasure. Her cry was no longer shameful; it was a complete surrender, giving her body and part of her soul to the one standing on top of her.
Naruto felt each warm stream rushing deep into him, feeling like his body was being charged with a raw but pure energy. Each time he ejaculated, his system signal increased, each time he filled up, he felt his body thicken by an inch, his strength pushed up, his skin stretched.
As the last spurt came, Hana cringed, her whole body trembling, then fell into a state of gentle ecstasy. Naruto still didn’t let go right away; he held her in a tight embrace, kissing her forehead, nose, and lips softly as if to engrave the taste.
Hana opened her eyes slowly, looking at him with a new kind of faith: “Naruto… I… I feel… young again….” her voice was weak but gentle.
Naruto smiled, his eyes half pity, half ambition: “You will be young, still strong. And I will need all that strength.” He stroked her hair, rewarding himself with the feeling of both possessing and being nurtured.
The room was silent after that, only the two people’s heavy breathing and the sweet smell of desire remained.
In Naruto’s mind, the plan stretched on: more targets, more fills, double the rewards—and one day, when his power was great enough, the entire sky would yield to him with one hand.