Kapitel 320: Chapter 320
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"Successful return. Energy remaining: 3%. Please replenish energy immediately; otherwise, the next traversal will not be possible."
Karasuki's familiar report echoed before it retracted into its shell.
"Back again, huh?"
Emerging from the temporal tunnel, Yoichi recognized the familiar Flying Thunder God markings etched on a nearby rock, confirming his return to the present.
His venture into the past had been highly fruitful. In under a month, he had successfully "conquered" Kaguya. By day, she reigned as the pure and untouchable Lunar Goddess of Jomae, while at night, she became his devoted wife.
After securing her trust, Yoichi began teaching her the nuances of ordinary married life. Thanks to his Succubus Physique, even Kaguya, with her otherworldly strength, could not resist the sensations brought about by such a unique ability.
Though initially naive, Kaguya gradually surrendered to her instincts, even initiating their so-called rituals with a serene demeanor. Despite her cold, aloof expression, she often approached Yoichi with requests to engage in "marital ceremonies."
Naturally, Yoichi had no reason to refuse. This led to situations where Kaguya, disheveled and red-faced, could be heard emitting faint sounds from within their quarters during the day.
To maintain her sanctity as a goddess, Yoichi had decreed that no one could approach her shrine, not even for worship, without maintaining a distance of at least 100 meters.
During his year-long stay in the past, Yoichi achieved much. Jomae became the most powerful nation, boasting over a thousand samurai and 80,000 households paying taxes and tribute.
Given more time, Yoichi was confident he could have unified the entire ninja world of that era.
However, his goal had been met: he successfully baited numerous onmyōji and acquired their secret techniques.
Among his spoils was the heritage of the Tenharu family, who had a contract with the toads of Mount Myōboku. Interestingly, in that era, the so-called Three Great Summoning Lands were merely spiritual beasts maintained by onmyōji.
Having obtained the bulk of onmyōjutsu techniques, Yoichi halted Jomae's expansion. Uniting the ninja world would have been possible with another six months, but that wasn't his priority.
He did regret not finding any leads on the monk Jigen. Searching for him a thousand years ago was even harder than in the present, given the lack of communication across regions.
Furthermore, with Hagoromo and Hamura growing up, Yoichi didn't want to disrupt history. He decided to seal Kaguya's memories, altering them to reflect her condition just after breaking free from the Chibaku Tensei seal.
Despite hesitation, Yoichi knew this was necessary. His temporal leap wasn't into a parallel world; reckless actions could significantly impact the future.
When Yoichi explained the need to seal her memories, Kaguya asked innocently, "Yoichi, is this also part of the marital ceremony?"
"Yes, the final step. When I restore your memories, everything will be fine, and our enemies will be dealt with."
Though his initial intentions were deceptive, Yoichi had grown genuinely fond of the naive Kaguya. Deceiving her now weighed on his conscience.
In the end, Kaguya willingly accepted a black mark resembling a Kāma, where her memories were stored. Shortly afterward, Yoichi activated Karasuki and returned to his own time.
Upon returning, Yoichi immediately checked his Strategy Guide. Kaguya's favorability, which had reached 95 in the past, had reverted to 50.
The guide's next step instructed him to restore her memories.
Arriving in Konoha late at night, Yoichi found that only a few hours had passed since his departure. He headed to the library, where Kaguya, undisturbed by the closed facility, was engrossed in reading.
This habit reminded Yoichi of the past. Kaguya had likely picked it up during their year together, where she would often sit beside him, reading onmyōjutsu scrolls while he worked.
"Kaguya," Yoichi called.
She looked up, her expression neutral but curious.
"I have something to return to you," he said, raising his hand to reveal the black mark in his palm.
Seeing the mark, Kaguya felt a wave of familiarity. "This is..."
"Take it, and you'll understand."
Hesitating briefly, Kaguya reached out and retrieved the mark.
The moment she absorbed it, memories of her year with Yoichi flooded back—his promises, their shared moments, and their intimate ceremonies.
Her altered memories from the past millennium were overwritten entirely.
"This... What is this memory?"
Kaguya reached toward Yoichi, her nails retracting instinctively. Like her younger self, she looked at him with confusion and asked, "I am your wife?"
"Yes, I'm sorry, Kaguya, for taking so long to return your memories."
Yoichi embraced her as she processed the truth. Overwhelmed by emotion and guided by her memories, Kaguya responded instinctively, just as she had during their time together.
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The night passed in intimacy, rekindling the bond they had shared. By morning, Yoichi meticulously cleaned the library, ensuring no trace of their activities remained before taking Kaguya back to her quarters to rest.
The next day, Yoichi pondered how to handle the situation. Should he reveal Kaguya's presence or keep it hidden for now?
Kaguya could be managed as long as Yoichi stayed by her side. However, informing others like Mikoto, Mina, Kushina, or Tsunade would likely result in trouble and require him to lay low again.
Meanwhile, Konoha continued to thrive. With its expanded territory and restructured governance, the village had grown into a true powerhouse. Discussions were underway to rename it, given its prominence.
One afternoon, Kurenai approached Yoichi's office.
"Yoichi-sensei, Konan wishes to meet with you. She has something to report."
"Konan?"
Yoichi's brow furrowed. He had allowed her and Nagato to return to the prison district in Ame, but it seemed something had come up.
"Let her in."
Konan entered, calm and composed. Neither she nor Kurenai was aware of the other's intimate history with Yoichi.
"What is it, Konan?"
"I encountered something worth reporting to the Hokage," she said, presenting a dead toad with a paper shuriken embedded in it.
"Jiraiya-sensei sent this toad to intercept me. He was trying to gather information on Konoha. I didn't reveal anything and killed the toad instead."
Yoichi nodded approvingly. "Well done. You've earned credit for this."
Jiraiya had slipped his mind, as Mount Myōboku's destruction had rendered him irrelevant. Now, however, he had resurfaced—just in time.
Yoichi needed a powerful soul to craft a shikigami, and Jiraiya's spirit would be perfect.
(End of Chapter)
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Kapitel 321: Chapter 321
"Konan, you fool…"
Jiraiya, feeling the life of his summoned toad snuffed out, stomped in frustration. After a moment, he took a deep breath, calming himself.
Konoha's influence had grown immensely. Even Ame no Kuni (Rain Country) was now under its control. Konan, once hailed as the "Angel" of Ame, was now assisting Konoha in soothing the displaced civilians of the land.
Her quick severance of ties with him was, perhaps, understandable.
Still, Jiraiya felt a tinge of bitterness. He had once been Konan's sensei, teaching her ninjutsu. Yet now, when he asked her to pass along a simple message, she couldn't even do that.
Many Sarutobi clan ninjas were carrying out missions outside Konoha, but they always moved in groups with other Konoha shinobi. Attempting to contact them was far too risky.
"How infuriating! Just a simple piece of information!" Jiraiya growled in frustration.
"That's because Konan won't pass along any information to you anymore—she's mine now."
A voice, calm yet sharp, suddenly rang out behind Jiraiya. Hearing the familiar tone, Jiraiya's face froze. Without hesitation, he leaped forward, putting distance between himself and the speaker. Turning around, his expression grew heavy as he recognized the figure standing behind him.
The Fifth Hokage. The destroyer of Mount Myōboku. Uchiha Yoichi.
"Impossible…" Jiraiya muttered in disbelief. "I made sure to—"
"The Hiraishin mark is essentially a chakra seal. Unless you dig a hole straight through your body, it's impossible to remove it by conventional means." Yoichi's voice was cold and indifferent. "I intended to let you live, Jiraiya, but this is the path you've chosen."
"Katon: Dai Endan!"
Before Yoichi could finish, Jiraiya unleashed a blazing fireball, not hesitating for a second.
Knowing the disparity in their strength, Jiraiya's goal wasn't to defeat Yoichi but to create an opening to escape.
Shadow Clone Jutsu!
A seasoned shinobi of his caliber performed the jutsu effortlessly, creating a shadow clone in the instant the fireball erupted. Using the flames as cover, the clone replaced him while the real Jiraiya burrowed underground.
However, as he began weaving the signs for a Doton technique, a sudden chill crept up his spine. A sense of mortal danger paralyzed him.
Bang!
A devastating whip-like kick struck Jiraiya's back. The force was akin to being crushed by a mountain, obliterating any coherent thoughts with searing pain.
"Argh!"
Coughing up blood, Jiraiya's body flew like a ragdoll, smashing through a dozen massive trees before slumping to the ground in a lifeless heap.
'He was in front of me… how did he… get behind me?'
'Is this the end… of the tale of Jiraiya the Gallant?'
As he lay on the ground, numb to the pain, fragments of his life flashed before his eyes. Memories of his choices filled him with regret. He realized how often he had chosen the wrong path, only to continue down it stubbornly.
"This… this ending… is too cruel," Jiraiya murmured as his vision blurred.
Yoichi approached, placing a hand on Jiraiya's head. With a tug, he yanked out his spiritual essence, capturing it in a sealing scroll.
"That makes one."
Satisfied, Yoichi cleaned up Jiraiya's remains. Leaving him to disappear outside the village was the best course of action. A captured corpse would only invite complications, while his absence could be attributed to the life of a wandering ninja—forever lost in exile.
"Two more Kage-level spirits, and I can ascend to the Triad Deities of Takamagahara within the Pure Land," Yoichi muttered, already plotting his next steps.
The secrets of the Pure Land were now his to claim. Neither Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo nor the imperfect traditions of Mount Myōboku could contest him. Soon, Yoichi would not just control the living world but the very cycle of reincarnation itself.
With his goal in sight, Yoichi headed to the Land of Earth, targeting two individuals—Ōnoki and Hanzo.
Though Ōnoki was a spent force, his spirit was still valuable. Yoichi entered his hospital room without alarming anyone and swiftly extracted Ōnoki's spiritual essence.
Next was Hanzo.
Hanzo and his remnants had set up a makeshift base outside Iwagakure, relying on the village's supplies and missions to sustain themselves. Despite his precautions, including armed guards, Yoichi descended upon the camp unchallenged.
Bang!
A thunderous impact silenced the guards. The sight of Yoichi's Sharingan left them entranced, erasing their memories.
Yoichi pushed open the door to Hanzo's quarters. Sensing danger, Hanzo lashed out with a scythe, chakra enhancing its lethal edge.
Clang!
The blade struck Yoichi's head but shattered into pieces against his fortified skin.
"Impossible…" Hanzo muttered, his hands numb from the impact.
"Nothing's impossible. You've simply lived too long to understand."
Yoichi's hand became a sharp blade, severing Hanzo's head in a single strike. Catching the falling head, Yoichi extracted Hanzo's essence, sealing it away.
"Three spirits collected. Time to create my Shikigami."
Though ready to leave, Yoichi glanced at Hanzo's head. On a whim, he stored it in his dimensional ring before vanishing.
Back in the Rain District, Konan was supervising redevelopment efforts. Moving mountains to eliminate rain clouds and transform the land was no small feat. Yet, it was progress—the culmination of her and her childhood friends' dreams.
After escorting Nagato on a brief walk, Konan shared her optimism.
"Once this project is complete, Nagato, the people of Ame no Kuni will no longer cry under endless rain. Yahiko's dream has come true."
Nagato, moved but conflicted, responded softly. "Thank you, Konan. You've done so much while I…"
Konan interrupted, her tone firm yet kind. "Without you and Yahiko, I wouldn't be alive today. My life is your repayment."
Returning home that evening, Konan paused at the sight of Yoichi waiting in her living room.
"You're here… Why?" she asked.
"I brought you a gift. Your enemy has been dealt with," Yoichi said, placing a scroll on the table.
Konan's expression wavered as Yoichi continued, "Hanzo is dead. Another debt settled. Perhaps you'll thank me properly this time?"
Konan lowered her gaze, her emotions conflicted.
"Can't you…" she hesitated.
"Let Nagato out?" Yoichi interjected. "You're naive, Konan. The fact that he's alive at all is a miracle."
Yoichi's words struck deep, yet Konan remained silent, her resolve unbroken.
"If you want Nagato to live as a free man, there's a way."
Konan looked up, her voice trembling. "What do you mean?"
"You'll have to bear my child," Yoichi said with a smirk.
Her face flushed, yet she didn't refuse outright. After a long silence, she replied softly, "Is that… all it takes?"
(End of Chapter)
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