Chapter 21: News spreads quickly
At the Hokage mansion, the sunlight slanted through the high windows, drawing faint lines of light on the marble floor. The solemn room suddenly became especially quiet — because, today was a meeting of Konoha’s Jonin elites.
Kakashi leaned against a wooden pillar, his eyes absentmindedly scanning the pages of a newly opened book. Kurenai crossed her arms, standing straight, her long hair flowing loosely, her eyes filled with confidence. As for Might Guy, he was as usual — his chest filled with passion, his eyes blazing as if he were burning the air around him.
Asuma then… sat silently in a corner near the window, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his eyes fixed on Kurenai like a hungry man looking at delicious food but unable to reach it.
On the main seat, Hiruzen was smoking a pipe, the hazy smoke covering half of his pensive face. He exhaled a puff of smoke, his aged voice echoing throughout the great hall:
“…The national Chuunin Exams will soon be held in Konoha. There will be participation from all the major villages, including the Kazekage himself. What do you think?”
There was only a second of silence — and then a loud roar broke the tension.
“YOSHAAAAA!!! YOUTH BURNS LIKE THE SUN!” — Might Guy punched the air, his eyes sparkling with fire — “Our team will definitely participate!! This is the spirit of THE WILL OF FIRE!!”
He yelled so hard that the wind blew the curtains.
Kakashi glanced to the side, snorting softly through the corner of his eyes: “Again…”
But Kurenai just smiled lightly—a smile as soft as the first flowers of spring. “My team is also ready.”
That sentence—simple, short—was like an arrow piercing Asuma’s chest.
He gritted his teeth slightly, the cigarette trembling slightly between his lips. His eyes glanced towards Kurenai, his gaze tinged with resentment + desire + humiliation.
Because she now… is so different from before.
Her skin was white, smooth and supple, as if it had been watered by a holy spring, her hair was silky and shiny like morning dew. Her eyes were sparkling, her figure was straight, her bust was full, her waist was firm, every step she took revealed her queenly aura, making others unconsciously want to prostrate themselves before her.
Her chakra—once so weak that she could only stand behind and support—was now strong and steady, and she had even begun to master Fire, Water, and Wind Release thanks to months of continuous dual training with Naruto.
Yes — Asuma knew. And it was because he knew… that he was so angry that all the blood rushed to his head!
In his mind at this moment, the scene he had seen with his own eyes appeared again:
Kurenai — the woman he loved, once had a crush on, once pursued for a whole year — was now obediently leaning on the windowsill, her soft buttocks raised high, her skin as white and smooth as a water egg.
From behind, that hateful guy — Naruto — was holding a dragon pillar as big as a red dragon bone, slashing each time into the middle of the red slit that was wide open like a hungry mouth, each deep thrust, each time poking the bottom of the uterus made Kurenai cry out in pleasure, her mouth moaning “Naruto…! Don’t stop… I want to be pressed down for the rest of my life…”
“Cough…”
Asuma unconsciously clenched his fists, his fingertips turning white, his nails almost digging into his flesh.
He couldn’t take it anymore.
Just thinking about the scene of Naruto thrusting from behind, semen flowing out from the edge of her pussy, Kurenai’s ass shaking rhythmically as if inviting… made his head feel like it was about to explode.
“Someone like him… how could he have her?” – Asuma gritted his teeth – “And I have to stand by and watch… like a clown!”
But at this moment, Kurenai turned her head and accidentally met his eyes.
Her eyes… were no longer shy like before. No longer weak.
Just a faint look, of a woman who was satisfied, who was filled, who was completely tamed—and there was no more room for him.
It was that look that made Asuma sit still.
He understood.
From the moment Kurenai offered her womb to Naruto, she was no longer his woman. Not because of words, but because of… instinct.
Underneath that dignified Jonin robe, he knew clearly…
Her secret place was plowed to pieces by that disciple’s dragon pillar every night.
As soon as the Jonin meeting ended, each person walked out of the great hall. Kakashi put the small book back in his pocket, his eyes glancing at Kurenai.
She was now smiling lightly as she chatted with Might Guy — her expression gentle, her eyes bright, completely unlike a woman who had been held down, had been thrust all the way to her uterus, and had been shot until her stomach was full.
Asuma walked silently behind, his steps heavy as if dragging stones. He didn’t dare look at her anymore — because every time he glanced over, that image would appear again…
Kurenai’s ass arched, her hands on the table, Naruto’s hot dragon rod inserted from behind, each thrust filling her insides made her tremble and moan like a prostitute, her mouth calling out another man’s name while he, her ex-lover, could only stand outside and watch, dumbfounded.
He clenched his fists.
He hates.
And… he was humiliated.
But no one noticed that fiery gaze, because as soon as the group stepped out of the main door, another figure quietly appeared from the dark hallway behind.
“Knock… knock… knock…”
The sound of the stick tapping on the stone floor echoed coldly like a ghost knocking on the door at night.
One eye covered, a silver-gray cloak fluttering with each step. The person walked straight into the main hall—where Hiruzen sat on a high chair, his hand still lingering on the still-smoking pipe.
Danzo.
The ROOT leader. The one behind the shadows. And now — the one holding the village’s biggest secret.
He stopped in the middle of the room and banged his stick on the ground.
“Hiruzen. Did you hear that?”
Hiruzen frowned, still keeping his voice calm:
“You’re talking about… Naruto? News spread fast. Who leaked it?”
Danzo curled his lips, a sarcastic smile appeared:
“Release? No need for anyone to release. Someone was secretly watching, and everyone saw it — with their own eyes. There can be no mistake.”
“See what?” Hiruzen asked, his voice calm, but sweat was starting to appear on his forehead.
Danzo emphasized each word like a hammer:
“Seeing… Naruto. Seeing him pinning women down every night… and fucking them.”
“And especially…” — he growled — “Kurenai.”
Hiruzen was stunned, but before he could reply, Danzo continued, his voice cold as ice:
“Don’t you see? The one who was once the weakest of the Jonin group, now masters four types of ninjutsu. Not only that, her body has rejuvenated, her beauty is radiant — as if she were in her twenties!”
“And the reason?” — Danzo laughed coldly — “Is because… her Womb is filled with SEMEN every night!”
“It’s all thanks to that Naruto guy’s ability!”
Hiruzen was silent, his hand resting on his forehead, rubbing it as if to soothe the pain that was creeping through his temples.
This… is true.
He tried to ignore it, pretending not to know. But when he looked back at the recent reports, saw Kurenai’s infatuated eyes, Hinata and Haku’s obvious changes, and the rumors about the Hyuga clan…
He knew — what had to happen had to happen.
Danzo did not stop. He hit his stick harder, his voice angry and full of sarcasm:
“Are you still going to cover for your useless son? Asuma knows everything! He was the one who stood outside the door watching Naruto pin Kurenai down and… fainted!”
“He witnessed with his own eyes the woman he loved being pinned down and fucked. Yet he didn’t report it, didn’t fight, and instead hired an assassin from outside the village…! Look at that — is that what the Hokage’s son is like?”
“…That idiot… really disappoints me… Asuma… you can’t keep a woman, and yet you still play dirty tricks. Not only did you fail to kill Naruto, but on the contrary… you even let him reveal his power.”
Danzo stepped closer, his eyes flashing with malice:
“But Hiruzen… do you understand what I am saying?”
“He can STRENGTHEN his bloodline limit! It’s not just talk! Every time he fucks — his blood flow gets stronger! His ninjutsu becomes purer! His body strengthens, his chakra is abundant!”
“Do you understand? Do you know how precious that thing is?”
Hiruzen turned away, not answering.
But… Danzo understood.
He chuckled, his eyes like a venomous snake:
“That thing… if controlled… then all of Konoha will have an army of Ninja goddesses, each one growing stronger by the day — just let Naruto lie on her back, filling her womb, once every night.”
Hiruzen slammed his pipe down on the table.
“Enough, Danzo!!” – his voice snapped, his face red.
“You want to turn this village into a brothel?!”
Danzo coldly snorted, turned around and brushed his clothes:
“Brothel? You still cling to the same old morals. This world has only one law: The strong survive, the weak die. And Naruto… is getting stronger every day.”
“And if you don’t have the courage… then let me.”
“I’ll arrange it! I’ll send the strongest women—from the Yamanaka, Nara, Akimichi, and even the Uzumaki clans if there are any—to him. Let him play! Let him fuck to his heart’s content! In return, I’ll have a generation of undefeated fighting goddesses!”
Hiruzen did not reply. He just rubbed his forehead, his eyes tired like an old man standing helplessly between two choices: morality… and strength.
The door opened.
Danzo left, his figure disappearing down the long corridor. But before disappearing completely, he left one last sentence:
“If you don’t dare do it… then get out of the way. Let me rebuild a new Konoha — where every woman is the perfect match for that ability.”
The door closed.
The space was silent as the grave.
Hiruzen sat still for a long time, his hand still on his forehead, his heart filled with anxiety.
“This… is going to get out of control…”
…
The main street of Konoha was crowded with people that afternoon, the sounds of hawkers and children playing mixed together into a familiar sound. Naruto walked in the middle of the street, hands in pockets, head bowed, eyes flashing with a special, belligerent light.
Only one month left — the Chuunin Exams would begin. In his mind now were not only the battles, but also the scene he had watched dozens of times in his previous life. The most exciting part. The part he knew every little detail about. The part where, if he interfered, everything would change.
“Heh… only one month left… I will shake everything…” — he chuckled to himself.
While he was lost in thought, something soft suddenly hit him — thump! — causing him to stop.
“Ah ~” – a soft moan rang out.
Naruto reflexively reached out to support it — and at that moment, he clearly felt it:
A velvety soft, fragrant body pressed against his chest. His face… buried between a pair of plump breasts, the warm scent of milk spreading like waves. Under the fabric, the flat abdomen gently pressed against his stomach, the lower part slid across the dragon pillar hidden under the ninja pants.
The feeling was provocative, each slight friction made his blood boil. Even though it was only for a few seconds, he felt his lower body jerk slightly in rhythm.
She stood up first, her movements gentle and graceful. The sunlight shone obliquely on her body:
A beautiful woman.
Long brown hair down to her back, flawless white skin, perfect hourglass figure that made every curve seem to beckon to the eyes. Full breasts, slim waist, round butt shaking under the fabric as if every step was drawing the word “lust” in the air.
Naruto raised his eyebrows. “Who is that? Not in the original…” – he thought, his eyes glued to her figure.
She bent down to brush the dust off, then smiled softly: “Sorry, I left in a hurry…” – her voice was as soft as honey.
Naruto bent down to pick up the bags of groceries that had just fallen and handed them to her. His hand unconsciously touched her fingers — soft, warm, like an electric current running through it.
“Thank you.” – she smiled softly, her amber eyes narrowed slightly, the corner of her lips had a familiar yet strange expression.
Naruto just smiled, but his gaze swept over every curve, every breath under the fabric. He was used to the scent of women, used to the way a woman looked at him after being filled by a dragon pillar. And in her — he sensed a similar “smell”: soft on the outside, but longing on the inside.
She saw that gaze but didn’t avoid it. Instead, she smiled slightly, very naturally: “You’re Naruto, right? I heard you’re on Kurenai’s team… I’m her friend, Riko.”
Riko.
The name rang in Naruto’s head like a new bell. She said as she held out her hand to invite:
“If you have free time today, come over to my house and let me cook some delicious food for you. Consider it as thanks for the Kurenai incident a few days ago.”
Naruto nodded slightly, mouthing a soft “uh”, but his eyes still couldn’t leave the butt in front of him that was swaying with each step. With each step she took, he felt a wild beast inside him roar.
“A new piece… A body that wasn’t in the original… Hehe… this is interesting.” – he thought to himself, the corners of his lips curling up.
He shouldered his bag and strode after her, like a wolf leisurely stalking its prey.