บท 156: Marry Yakumo
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**Training Grounds, Konohagakure**
"Wood Style: Cutting Sprigs Jutsu!"
"Wood Style: Deep Forest Emergence!"
With a thunderous rumble, towering trees erupted from the ground, their thick trunks and sprawling branches shooting up into the sky. In the center of it all stood Yakumo, panting heavily but her eyes brimming with exhilaration.
"I did it! I really did it!" she shouted, her voice quivering with triumph.
On the sidelines, Tsunade, Kushina, Shizune, and the others who had been watching were frozen in shock, their faces mirroring sheer disbelief.
None of them had anticipated seeing something this extraordinary when Takuya called them over to witness Yakumo's progress.
"Takuya... what is this?" Tsunade's voice wavered, struggling to process the sight before her. Was that really —Wood Style?
Takuya, standing confidently at the edge of the training ground, smiled at Yakumo, ignoring Tsunade's question for the moment. "Impressive, Yakumo. Now, let's test your other power."
Still riding the high of her success, Yakumo nodded eagerly. "Understood."
Her eyes shifted, turning a deep crimson as her Mangekyō Sharingan activated. The very air around them seemed to grow colder, as a menacing chakra radiated from within her.
"Susanoo!" Yakumo's voice echoed with power.
In an instant, the spectral form of a colossal warrior surrounded her, its skeletal frame towering over the newly grown forest. The sight of the Susanoo left Tsunade and the others speechless, their expressions frozen in awe and fear.
"That's... Mangekyō Sharingan..." Tsunade whispered, barely audible.
"Alright, that's enough," Takuya said calmly, motioning for Yakumo to stand down.
Yakumo dispelled the Susanoo with a nod, then walked over to where the others stood, her breath still labored.
"Yakumo," Tsunade began, her disbelief evident, "how on earth can you use both Wood Style and the Mangekyō Sharingan?"
"Um... I'm not sure how to explain it," Yakumo murmured, her gaze shifting toward Takuya. "You should ask Takuya-sama."
All eyes turned to Takuya, who was watching the group with amusement.
"Takuya, explain. Now," Tsunade demanded, her voice a mix of anxiety and urgency.
Takuya chuckled, breaking the tense silence. "Alright, alright. No need to panic. What you saw is the result of a little experiment of mine." His tone was light, but there was an undeniable weight to his words.
"An experiment?" Kushina interjected, skeptical. "You're saying this isn't just her natural abilities?"
"That's right," Takuya confirmed. "I've developed a technique—through genetic engineering—that allows me to grant powerful abilities like Wood Style and the Mangekyō Sharingan to others through surgery."
A heavy silence settled over the group, as the weight of his words sunk in.
Tsunade's eyes widened. "Are you serious?"
Takuya's grin widened, his confidence unshakable. "Of course. How do you think Yakumo could wield both Mokuton and the Mangekyō Sharingan at once?"
Tsunade struggled to formulate her next question. "Does this mean... anyone can gain these powers?"
"In theory, yes," Takuya replied. "But this isn't a simple transplant like with the Sharingan or Hashirama's cells. My method is far more stable. No risk of cellular rejection, no danger of Hashirama's cells overpowering the host."
The group exchanged nervous glances, stunned by what they were hearing. Wood Style, Mangekyō Sharingan—legendary abilities that shaped the ninja world—were now apparently accessible through Takuya's technique.
"And you're just casually telling us this?" Kushina asked incredulously. "Like it's no big deal?"
Takuya chuckled again. "I didn't create this for just anyone. This technique is for all of you."
Tsunade blinked in disbelief. "For... us?"
"Yes," Takuya said, smiling warmly. "As my loved ones, I want you all to be strong. The stronger you are, the better protected we all are. That's why I developed this technology."
Tsunade's face softened, but her voice remained cautious. "And you can just... pick which abilities we get?"
"Exactly. Wood Style, Mangekyō Sharingan, Scorch Style, Boil Style, Swift Style... the choice is yours," Takuya said, his grin widening. "You can even combine abilities. In the past, there was someone who combined several Kekkei Genkai to create devastating techniques. We can take that concept even further now."
Everyone's expressions shifted as the realization settled in. The prospect of gaining such power was intoxicating, even to seasoned shinobi like them.
"Husband, you're not planning to offer this to just anyone, right?" Tsunade asked, her voice laced with concern.
Takuya shook his head. "No. I won't let this fall into the wrong hands. Power can corrupt, and the world has finally found a semblance of peace. I don't intend to disrupt that by giving these abilities to just anyone."
Tsunade sighed in relief, visibly relaxing. "Good. The last thing we need is another power struggle."
Takuya nodded and turned to the group. "Take your time and think about what kind of abilities would best suit you. When you're ready, come to me, and we'll begin."
With those final words, Takuya's audacious plan for creating god-like shinobi was officially set into motion.
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**"Yakumo, today is your wedding day."**
**"When you marry the Hokage, remember to honor him."**
**"Do you understand?"**
Yakumo's uncle spoke in a firm but gentle tone, reminding her of her duty as a bride.
**"I understand,"** Yakumo nodded, her voice soft but determined. **"I will never disappoint Hokage-sama."**
Her uncle smiled warmly, pride evident in his eyes. **"Yakumo, once you're married, don't forget to speak well of our family when you can. And remember, you're always welcome back home."**
**"The family will always support you,"** they added reassuringly.
Yakumo nodded again, but her thoughts drifted elsewhere. While she cherished her family, her life would soon change forever. After marrying Senju Takuya, her loyalty would shift to the Senju Clan. Her future children would bear his name and continue his legacy. While she would still care for her birth family, her duty now lay with the Senju.
Sensing Yakumo's distraction, her uncle wisely chose to leave, offering a soft smile before departing. Today was Yakumo's wedding day, and the village was alive with celebration. He had other guests to attend to, but not before giving Yakumo a final look of encouragement.
Shortly after, the wedding procession arrived to escort Yakumo to her new home. Following the traditions of Konohagakure, she was soon seated in an ornate palanquin, ready to be taken to the Senju compound.
As the procession moved through the village, quiet whispers filled the air.
**"She's so lucky,"** one woman sighed, her tone filled with envy. **"Marrying the Hokage… it's like a fairytale."**
**"Look at the gifts,"** another marveled, eyes wide at the sight of the treasures being carried. **"Just one of those could change your life forever."**
**"Why couldn't something like that happen to me?"** a third woman muttered, her voice tinged with jealousy.
The men watching were no less affected, though their feelings were mixed with frustration.
**"How many beautiful women has the Hokage married now?"** one man grumbled. **"And here I am, thirty and still single."**
**"His life must be like a dream,"** another man added, shaking his head.
Despite the quiet murmurs from the crowd, the wedding ceremony proceeded smoothly. After the formalities and rituals, Senju Takuya finally arrived at the wedding chamber.
Yakumo sat on the bed, her heart racing, a shy expression on her face. She looked like a delicate flower in full bloom, awaiting her husband.
**"Yakumo, are you tired from all the excitement?"** Takuya asked gently as he approached her.
**"Hokage-sama, it wasn't too hard,"** Yakumo responded softly. **"Ever since the procedure, I've had so much energy, I can barely manage it."**
She remembered how frail she used to be, always fatigued no matter how much she rested. But everything changed after Takuya performed a mysterious procedure on her. Now, she was filled with vitality, sometimes finding it difficult even to sleep.
Takuya chuckled softly. **"Don't worry, Yakumo. Now that we're together, I'll show you how to control that energy."**
**"Really?"** Yakumo looked up, her curiosity piqued.
**"Absolutely,"** Takuya smiled, his eyes gleaming. **"Let me guide you."**
With that, he dimmed the lights, and the room was filled with a quiet sense of anticipation.
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**Ding!**
**[Married Yakumo. Reward: Mental Power increased by 100%!]**
**Ding!**
**[Shared love with Yakumo. Reward: Mental Power +1!]**
As the system notifications echoed in his mind, Takuya felt a surge of power course through him. His mental strength had doubled, something he hadn't expected. While it was a mental boost, the increase was extraordinary, especially given his already considerable abilities.
**"My mental strength… it's nearly on par with a Ōtsutsuki,"** Takuya murmured to himself, amazed at the power he had gained.
Yet he knew there was still more to achieve. His chakra reserves were vast, but to truly reach the power level of the Ōtsutsuki, he needed more. His journey to ultimate power was far from over.
**"I can't afford to slow down,"** Takuya whispered to himself, determination filling his eyes.
**"Husband, are you alright?"** Yakumo's gentle voice pulled him back to reality. She looked at him, her face flushed, her boundless energy finally spent.
**"Yakumo, it's almost dawn,"** Takuya said softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. **"I have some duties to attend to. You should rest."**
Yakumo blinked in surprise. **"Dawn already?"** She hadn't even realized how much time had passed.
Takuya chuckled. **"You were so focused, you didn't notice, did you?"**
Blushing, Yakumo playfully hid beneath the covers. **"You're terrible, husband! Go do your work. I'm going to sleep."**
Takuya shook his head with a soft smile, then quietly left the room.
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