Chapter 33: Times Change
Outside the number 7 training ground, the afternoon sun was setting, the sunlight shimmered through the tree canopy, leaving red and yellow streaks on the ground like dried blood.
In the middle of that large yard, two figures were facing each other.
Sasuke clenched his fists, his eyes burning with anger. In front of him — Kakashi, still had his usual lazy appearance, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a small book, half of his face covered by the familiar mask.
“Sensei…” – Sasuke’s voice was hoarse, each word was stressed as if he was suppressing his anger – “I want to be stronger.”
“Show me!”
Kakashi slightly raised his eyes from the page of his book and glanced at his student. The sunlight slanted lightly across half of his face, revealing a bottomless gaze. He was silent for a moment, then sighed softly:
“Wanting to become stronger… isn’t something that can be done in a day or two.”
“…But if you’re determined — then from today, I’ll pass on all the knowledge I have. From ninjutsu, to combat experience.”
“How strong you can be…” – he closed the book, his eyes flashing coldly – “…is up to you.”
Sasuke nodded vigorously, his hands clenched so tightly that his veins popped out. His breathing was rapid, his chest heaving as if it was about to explode from the resentment that had accumulated over the days.
He thought back — every time he was pushed back, every time he could only see the yellow nape of that guy’s neck…
Naruto.
The name is always the joke in class, always looked down upon by him.
And yet in just a few months — he turned into a monster.
A man who shook the whole village.
One easily defeated Jonin ninja, using his momentum to push back the Sand Village Academy group
Every time Sasuke witnessed Naruto’s story — his heart clenched.
Why?!!
Why is the person who has always been behind me… now the one that I don’t even dare to breathe loudly in front of?!
Naruto’s momentum was like that of a mad beast — every time he stepped forward, the air seemed to thicken, everything fell silent.
Even he—Uchiha Sasuke, the one who carried the grudge of exterminating his clan, the one who once swore to kill Itachi—couldn’t even raise his head when standing before Naruto’s shadow.
“Damn it…” – Sasuke gritted his teeth, his nails almost digging into his flesh.
He hates being weak.
He hated himself for shaking like a puppy every time Naruto appeared in the yard.
He needs power.
Need it so much that you’re willing to throw it all away.
“I must become stronger…” – he muttered in his throat, his eyes glowing like dying embers – “Must become strong… strong enough to reach that guy…”
“Strong enough to take revenge… to kill that disgusting guy…”
“Itachi…”
…
On the tallest tree at the edge of training ground number 7, in the gentle breeze of late afternoon, a figure sat with his arms crossed — the sunlight shining through his golden hair made him look like a lazy leopard hiding in the evening light.
Naruto.
His eyes lightly swept down to the two figures standing on the empty ground: Sasuke and Kakashi — one disciple gritted his teeth demanding power, the other teacher sighed helplessly.
The corner of Naruto’s lips curved up, his evil smile not hiding his interest.
“Still the same look…” – he muttered in the wind, his voice soft as a lullaby.
“Typical Chunninbyo. A typical boy haunted by the past, painting himself as the center of the universe, holding up his Sharingan, screaming his brother’s name… ha… how interesting.”
He twirled a shuriken between his fingers, his eyes never leaving Sasuke—who was angrily yelling at Kakashi that he wanted to be stronger, that he had to be strong to get revenge.
“But unfortunately for you…” – Naruto chuckled lightly, his eyes flashing with mockery – “The scenario of ‘following Orochimaru to gain power’… is now in ruins.”
“Because…”
He leaned over, his eyes half-closed, his mouth muttering as if singing:
“…Oro right now… is riding me every night, moaning like a sixteen year old girl…”
“Hmm… she is now the chief engineer of Konoha’s science department, the most beautiful concubine in my harem, the slut that my dragon pillar has pushed all the way to the bottom of her womb…”
“Where does she have the energy to implant a magic seal for you?”
“That body now only opens for me… and only closes when I withdraw.”
He let out a soft breath — one that was filled with utmost pride.
“So Sasuke…”
He looked down at the Uchiha figure clenching his fist below, his face distorted with resentment.
“This time… there will be no more ‘time skip period’ for you.”
“You will no longer have the chance to leave the village to follow her, no longer have the chance to receive her power, no longer have the ‘dangerous opening of the seal’ to fight Naruto…”
He propped his feet up on a tree branch, his eyes slightly narrowed like a tiger that had just swallowed a delicious prey.
“I crushed it all.”
Naruto raised his hand to his mouth and yawned softly, his eyes slowly rolling up to the sky that was changing from yellow to red.
“And I…”
“Of course I won’t follow that lecherous guy who smells of alcohol all over…”
“Jiraiya?”
He laughed—a low, small laugh that was sharp as a knife.
“A falsely named immortal, with nothing more than a few tricks to secretly bathe women and record cheap erotic stories.”
“What does a guy like him have the qualifications to teach me?”
He tilted his head back and smiled softly:
“What I want next is…. Tsunade!”
His voice lowered, carrying a lustful desire mixed with sharp calculation.
“Tam Nin… it could be considered as an intentional act to have taken one. Tsunade — a peerless beauty with huge breasts, hands that can crush mountains, her butt is also a masterpiece, her uterus must be very firm…”
He licked his lips, his eyes flashing with lust.
“If I were to pin you down — let you tremble and beg for my dragon pillar, let each stream of semen fill the womb of a future Hokage, then…”
“…this Leaf Village, will be completely under my heel.”
…
A month passed.
At this moment, the entire Leaf Village seemed to awaken from a long sleep, every road, every roof, every tree was filled with new vitality. Everywhere were flags flying, groups of ninja from large and small villages came one after another to participate in the nationwide Chuunin Exam.
This is not just an exam – but also a fierce stage for the villages to show off their strength, compete with the Daimyo lords in the distribution of missions, resources and behind-the-scenes power. A bloodless but profitable battle, and Konoha – this time – is the stage where the stage takes place.
Amidst the bustling crowd pouring into the first competition area, a team stood out, making everyone stop in the middle of the road, some even tripped because they were overwhelmed.
That’s team 8.
Leading the way – Kurenai Yuhi, the most beautiful and proud female Jonin in the village, her figure was soft but still exuded a sharp leadership aura. Her short skirt hugged her long, white legs, her hips curved when she moved lightly, so enchanting that even the Mist ninja following behind her had their blood pressure… spike.
Following her were three names that had been stirring up the entire Leaf Village for the past few months.
Naruto.
His hands were nowhere to be seen, his eyes half-closed as if he didn’t care about anything, but his demeanor was as arrogant as a king strolling among a crowd of commoners. With every step he took, some people bowed their heads, some looked up and swallowed their saliva, groups of young girls covered their mouths and blushed… and quite a few male ninjas ground their teeth in jealousy.
To his right — Hinata Hyuga.
No longer the shy girl from before, she was now a true princess of the Hyuga clan. Her long hair fell down to her hips, her silver-white eyes contained the majesty of a pure-blooded Byakugan. Her three measurements were… round to the point of suffocating, especially her full, smooth breasts that made her clothes lift up with each step she took — as if to provoke the vision of everyone around her.
On the left — is Haku.
Wearing a soft pink yukata and white thigh-high socks with hand-embroidered butterfly borders, she looks like a cold beauty just stepped out of a classical ink painting.
But…
No one expected that — in that cold demeanor, she was currently blushing, her eyes were wet and she didn’t dare to look straight ahead.
Reason?
Because Naruto – without bothering to hide anything – had one arm around her waist, his fingers slipped straight into the hem of her yukata, caressing her wet slit without any restraint.
Every time his fingertips lightly touched that spot—Haku would shiver as if he was electrocuted, his knees slightly coming together, his lips biting lightly to prevent a small moan from escaping his throat.
“Naruto-sama… in a public place… aa…!” – she whispered, her voice trembling.
But Naruto just smiled slightly, lowered his head and lightly licked her earlobe:
“So what? Outsiders only see you as beautiful… only I know how wet you are down there.”
His finger hooked lightly again — a stream of clear honey immediately stuck to the tip of his finger.
Haku bit his lip, his eyes slightly slanted towards Kurenai walking ahead, as if asking for help.
But… there was no salvation there.
Kurenai — is also a helpless victim.
Even though she was ahead, she still couldn’t escape Naruto’s hand.
Because every time she stopped or slowed down by half a beat, the sly hand behind her would sneak under her skirt, gently caress her round buttocks, even slide straight to her flower slit, pressing against her uterus that he had plowed every night.
Every time like that, Kurenai’s heart beats wildly, her cheeks turn red, and her steps become slightly unsteady.
“This is a public place…!” – she wanted to turn back many times to remind him, but Naruto only whispered behind her back:
“It’s because it’s in public… that it’s even more exciting.”
“And you… are wet too, Kurenai-sensei.”
Sure enough — as soon as she finished speaking, a finger slid lightly into the slit of her thin panties, touching a sensitive spot. Kurenai shivered, her legs unconsciously tightening, then quickly continued walking as if nothing had happened — but… her cheeks were already burning red.
On both sides of the road — ninjas from other villages looked at the scene, eyes wide open and mouths agape.
No one dared to believe that a teenager like Naruto, walking among three stunning beauties, could openly “tease” each other’s arms and legs without any hesitation.
Many ninjas silently clenched their fists and muttered:
“Damn it… Why does a brat get Kurenai… Princess Hyuga… and a Yukata beauty?”
“Unacceptable!”