Chapter 25: The Competition is Coming
The next morning, while the first rays of sunlight were still sparkling on the young leaves, Naruto stood alone and quietly on the edge of Konoha village, the early morning wind gently blowing through his messy golden hair.
The feeling in my body… is strange.
His skin was taut, and every muscle seemed to contain an infinite source of energy. His chest rose and fell steadily, but each breath seemed to shake the air across a vast area.
“So… this is what it feels like to be Superman…”
A slow smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
Biology School!
An ability that even the system had to use an exclamation mark to emphasize – and now, Naruto had completely mastered it.
With just a slight thought, he could accelerate himself to supersonic speeds, but without worrying about blowing up his surroundings thanks to the “biological membrane” that covered every inch of his flesh. Each step would not leave behind shockwaves. Each jump would not create a spatial gap.
And best of all… he can fly!
Just a slight movement.
His whole body seemed to be free from all constraints, as if the gravity of this planet no longer affected him.
Naruto’s whole body shook slightly, then slowly flew into the air, higher and higher. The ground below was quickly left behind, the trees, the mountains, the roof of Konoha… everything gradually disappeared from sight.
He doesn’t need to wave his hands, doesn’t need to bend the wind, just existing… is enough to be able to float in the sky.
The feeling was magical – he was no longer a mere human, but a living asteroid, floating in the atmosphere, freely revolving around the world below.
“Well done, system.” – Naruto smiled, his eyes shining with pride and desire. “With this power… who in the world can stop me?”
The sky was as blue as silk, the wind was cool, he slowly leaned over, spinning in the air as if enjoying the first dance with freedom.
Enough, the power is clear. Now it’s time to go back and prepare for the next step.
Naruto gently lowered his altitude, then with a whoosh, his figure cut through the air like lightning, shooting straight towards the mansion – where he would plan his next journey to “harvest” the 9-point beauties…
…
Even though he had achieved planetary level power, Naruto still maintained the habit of “taking care” of his harem regularly. It was not only a habit, but also a pleasure. Not “tasting” the beautiful women around him at least once was truly a waste.
At this moment, in the warm room, dim light shone through the paper windows. Naruto was sitting with his back against the wall, his arms wrapped around Hinata. The two of them were dressed neatly, but only on the outside. Inside, under that soft layer of skirt, Hinata’s secret place was tightly clamping onto that giant dragon pillar, rhythmically contracting as if wanting to suck out all the life force within him.
Hinata blushed, her breathing quickened, each “um… um…” sound coming from her thin lips. Her body trembled slightly, each thrust was gentle and deep, as if she was reveling in the hot stream of semen filling her uterus. Her lower abdomen gradually swelled up, a sign of full satisfaction.
Naruto leaned down and whispered in her ear:
“Is it delicious, Hinata?”
“Mm… um… like… like so much…” – she breathed heavily, her voice trembling but her eyes full of infatuation.
Meanwhile, in another corner, petite Hanabi stood behind the curtain, her big round eyes following the scene, her face red as fire. Her long hair fell down to her shoulders.
Her gaze was curious. A question arose in her mind: “What is she feeling? Why does she look so confused…?”
The more Hanabi looked, the hotter her body felt. When Hinata pulled out, Naruto’s dragon shaft was still standing, covered in a shiny, slippery liquid. Hana – the mother of the two sisters – was a beautiful woman, and at this moment, she also approached and knelt down in front of Naruto without any hesitation.
“Mom…” – Hanabi startled and said softly, her eyes wide open.
Hana just turned her head and smiled, her eyes vague:
“You will understand…”
Having said that, she reached out to caress that shiny dragon pillar, then gently sat down, her slender but plump body engulfing him. She thrusted slowly and skillfully, wave after wave of pleasure coming, soft moans escaping from her red lips.
“Mm… Naruto…” – Hana moaned, each thrust quickening, sweat beading on her neck, her breasts bouncing with each movement.
Hanabi stood there watching, her heart pounding, her thighs unconsciously closing, her breathing rapid. Countless questions echoed in her head, trembling and yearning.
“Everyone… what are you doing…?” she whispered, but her voice was already tinged with confusion. “I… I have to ask father…”
Naruto raised his head, his blue eyes flashing with control, just enough for Hanabi to see him smile mysteriously.
“You will know when you are older…” – he said softly, his deep voice echoing throughout the room.
…
In the quiet hall of the Hyuga family, Hiashi – the noble head of the family, held a cup of hot tea in one hand, closing his eyes to enjoy the elegant fragrance as if he were in another world. But before he could take a second deep breath, the door suddenly opened.
“Father!”
The shrill call made his hands tremble slightly. Hanabi, dressed in a simple yet strangely flattering outfit, walked in with a flushed face and sparkling eyes as if she had just discovered a world-shattering secret.
Hiashi blinked.
“What’s wrong?”
Hanabi quickly walked over, sat down across from him, bowed slightly, and said in a small but excited voice:
“Father, just now I saw Hinata and mother… practicing with Naruto…”
Clang! – Hiashi’s hand slipped, and the teacup almost fell from his hand. But then he calmed down, cleared his throat, and tried to maintain the dignity of a noble clan leader.
“Practice… practice?”
Hanabi nodded vigorously, her eyes shining like stars:
“Yes! At first, I didn’t understand anything, I thought they were doing something strange… but then mother said ‘you’ll understand’! Besides… and it seems like it’s not just them, the aunts and uncles in the family have also been coming to Naruto-ge’s place a lot recently… their strength has clearly increased!”
Hiashi’s hands trembled slightly, his face stiff. He lifted his teacup to drink to hide his emotions, but Hanabi continued:
“Father! Is this… special training?”
Before he could swallow, Hiashi spat out a mouthful of tea onto the table, coughing as if he had been hit in the dantian.
“Cough! Cough cough… what… what…?”
Hanabi tilted her head, her expression extremely serious.
“I saw it clearly… Hinata-neechan sat on gege’s lap, and then… something seemed to be… like it was connected down there… then she moaned softly, her face red. After that, when gege came out, mother came in and did the same thing. Gege didn’t seem tired at all, he was even smiling!”
Hiashi wanted to bury himself in the ground at this moment. He cleared his throat repeatedly and sat up straight, trying to pretend he was talking about important national affairs.
“Cough… cough… that is… that is Naruto helping them…!” – He gritted his teeth as if giving an order: “That’s right! Training! It’s a secret method… passed down from the Hyuga ancestors!”
Hanabi’s eyes widened.
“So it was really training? No wonder those people got stronger so quickly!” – she nodded confidently, then suddenly put her hand on her chin, muttering as if she was making a plan.
“But… that thing of yours… is too big. It might not fit me now…”
Hiashi shivered slightly, his hand gripping the teacup tightly.
“But in the future, it will definitely be okay! At that time, I will also have to practice with big brother Naruto! I have to practice hard!” – she said innocently… but her eyes were sparkling, her mouth curved slightly, full of promise.
Hearing that, Hiashi not only spat out the tea this time, but also knocked over the entire pot. His face was full of panic, his eyes wide open as if he saw the thing he really didn’t want to see the most…
…
The underground space of Root was cold as ice, the dim light cast long shadows across the stone walls. The smell of murderous intent, residual chakra, and the strong smell of forbidden drugs lingered like a poisonous mist.
In the middle of that hall, Danzo was standing — his expression grave, his gloomy eyes staring at a figure leisurely approaching, the hem of his long cloak sweeping across the stone floor creating cold rustling sounds.
That person — was Orochimaru.
But what made Danzo stiffen was not the face of the former legendary Sannin… but his new body.
A woman—no, something female, monstrous, and alluring like a beast.
Her long, silky black hair fell to her waist, each strand like silk covering half of her alluring face. Her skin was pale white, dreamy and flawless. Her red lips were pursed seductively. Her full breasts were hidden under her low-cut shirt, her waist was incredibly small, and her long legs were like snakes slithering under the thin black fabric.
A body… without bones, without backbone… only lust and venom.
Danzo frowned and took a half step back, but still could not hide his look of disgust and fear.
Orochimaru gently licked his red lips with his long, snake-like tongue, his voice low and deep, rumbling through his newly feminine throat:
“I heard… Naruto… defeated fifty of your Root ninjas within a minute?”
Danzo narrowed his eyes, his voice dry as rotten wood:
“It’s not a rumor. It’s the truth.”
Orochimaru blinked, then gently turned his waist, his body so supple that it made the entire space sway. One hand gently stroked his hair, the other hand placed on his chest, his eyes as sharp as a knife:
“Really~ Not only did he defeat the Root army, but he also… broke the Diamond Seal?”
Danzo nodded, his forehead slightly sweating:
“He was strong. Very strong. And… unlike anyone I had ever seen. His strength, speed, physical abilities… were all beyond human limits. I had to use Izanagi to escape.”
A moment of silence.
Then… Orochimaru chuckled, his laughter ringing like a distorted silver bell, mixed with wet breath and evil aura:
“Hee hee ~ Danzo… do you know what interests me more than research…?”
Danzo frowned:
“What… are you planning to do?”
Orochimaru stepped closer, just a few steps but it made Danzo feel like he was being crawled by a giant snake. He leaned closer, his breath fanning Danzo’s cheek, his hand gently placed on the scarred old man’s shoulder:
“At first… I just wanted to send Hiruzen off first… he’s old… weak… not worthy of being Hokage anymore… Sasuke is still a tasty toy I planned…”
He licked his lips.
“But hey… Naruto… that’s too surprising. Not only is he strong… he also has the ability…”
Orochimaru leaned forward slightly, revealing his white, pink cleavage hidden under his half-opened cloak. He spoke softly, like a snake whispering:
“…enhancing a woman’s physique with semen? The ability to fill the uterus and make a woman immortal drop by drop?”
Danzo did not reply. Sweat began to roll down his forehead.
Orochimaru laughed again — this time with lust:
“Then immortality… isn’t it too simple to the point of being mundane?”
He turned around, his slit cloak fluttering, revealing a pair of long, slender, flawless, white legs — the woman’s body he chose was not random, but the most perfect, the most suitable for Naruto’s terrifying dragon pillar.
Danzo glared, his voice trembling slightly:
“What… do you want to do?!”
Orochimaru stopped, his red lips curled into a seductive smile:
“I will… become the most beautiful woman. The most lewd. The sweetest. Make him unable to resist. Make him willingly pin me down, cum inside me, cum until his immortality flows like a waterfall, my womb swells with semen, and my soul melts into his dragon pillar.”
He licked his lips, his hand gently rubbing his lower abdomen:
“Just once… I will use this body, swallow his semen, absorb that ability… and then…”
Orochimaru smiled thinly:
“…immortality is mine.”
Danzo clenched his sleeves, stepped back, his eyes trembling:
“You are crazy…”
“No, Danzo…” — Orochimaru stepped closer, whispering in his ear — “For immortality… everyone is crazy. It’s just that you… don’t have the courage… to exchange it for it like me.”
With that, he turned and left Root Hall, his wooden clogs clicking on the stone floor.
Danzo stood frozen in place, his whole body covered in sweat.
A legendary Sannin… willing to destroy his male identity… to become a prostitute serving Naruto… just in exchange for immortality?
If this is true…
Then this world… will have only two types of people left:
Those who knelt at Naruto’s feet — and those who died because they didn’t kneel in time.