Chương 110: Chapter 109 » Kumogakure Slowly Falls! Samui: I Hope He Chokes on That Rice Ball!
At this moment, in the Raikage's office building in Kumogakure, Yusuke stood silently, overlooking the entire Cloud Village before him.
From now on, just as he had said, Kumo — along with the entire Land of Lightning — had completely and utterly become Kirigakure's territory.
"You! Let me go right now!! You all!!"
At that moment, from behind, Kisame quickly approached, bringing a bound blonde woman. Yusuke glanced sideways.
This blonde woman was, of course, Samui. Her figure was like Tsunade's, but even more alluring. To the young man from Earth, she was the epitome of womanhood.
Samui glared at Yusuke with her bright blue eyes, filled with anger.
These past few days had been hellish for her. At every moment, she doubted if she would live another second. Many of her acquaintances were cruelly killed, while others simply betrayed the village and surrendered!
The only thing that prevented her from hating the man in front of her to death was that at least the children were spared.
Even so, she had participated in too many battles not to harbor resentment against Yusuke. With her decent skills and luck, she had barely managed to survive until now.
"Reporting, Lord Yusuke... Ahem, that Eight-Tails jinchūriki, the guy called Killer B — he got away..." Kisame approached respectfully, then bowed and said in a low voice.
This morning, Yusuke had assigned him a mission: to capture Samui and the Eight-Tails jinchūriki. Now, he had only managed to bring the woman back. As for Killer B, he had sacrificed a part to save the whole, escaping from Kisame's grasp.
After all, if Killer B didn't want to fight and was solely focused on escaping, even Kisame wouldn't be able to intercept him.
"So the Eight-Tails jinchūriki escaped..." Yusuke pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Please punish me, my lord!" Kisame immediately knelt on one knee, lowering his head, waiting for his punishment to descend.
"It's fine. I had already anticipated this outcome." Yusuke said with a light smile as he helped him to his feet.
The Eight-Tails jinchūriki's strength was not to be underestimated. In fact, if he were to go all out, Kisame might not even be a match for him. Killer B escaped so quickly because of Yusuke. He feared him, so he didn't dare to linger in battle. He could only focus on fleeing.
After all, only by staying alive would he have a chance to seek revenge!
"Go and take full control of Kumogakure's guard force." Yusuke instructed with a smile, "If there's any resistance, subdue them. If they still resist, kill. Otherwise, bring them back to the refugee camp. Then replace all the strongholds and guard posts within Kumo with our people. From now on, the Cloud Village is our Kiri's subordinate village."
"Yes!" Kisame, upon hearing this, became excited from head to toe.
Kumogakure! Such a massive ninja village! In just three short days, it had been completely annihilated, transformed into a subordinate village of Kirigakure!
Yusuke's contributions were indispensable!
In fact, it could be said that without their Captain, they probably wouldn't have taken over the entire Kumo so easily — not to mention the vast territory of the Land of Lightning!
After receiving the order, Kisame immediately went to execute it.
On the rooftop, only Yusuke and the bound Samui remained.
Walking slowly towards her, he looked at her with interest for a moment before raising two fingers. With a gentle breeze, all the ropes binding her were cut at once.
"Sorry about that, I had to make sure you wouldn't hurt any of my ninjas." He spoke apologetically, even bowing slightly. Inside he wasn't, of course, but he needed to convey that image.
Swoosh—
And just as he expected, the moment Samui found herself free from the bindings, she grabbed her kunai and lunged at him with all the fury she was feeling!
Stab!
Grab!
But even if she were a thousand times faster, it wouldn't be enough to catch Yusuke off guard. Raising his hand, he waited for the kunai to pass through his fingers before firmly grasping her hand. And after that, he spun her body and immobilized her!
With their bodies pressed together, Yusuke inhaled Samui's scent, taking in the blonde beauty in his arms. Her delicate features and fair skin were framed by shoulder-length pale golden hair. She wore a low-cut outfit with black mesh armor, paired with a black skirt, red arm guards, and black high boots. The specialized kunoichi belt of Kumogakure completed her dashing ensemble, which suited her perfectly.
"Let me go! Fight me or kill me!" Samui shouted, struggling against his grip. Despite knowing she was outmatched, she'd rather die than face humiliation.
"Such foolish words, Samui…" Yusuke replied, a hint of mockery in his voice, "You want me to release you or end your life? Well, you're far too beautiful to kill so easily. I suppose I'll choose the first option — for now."
With that, he pushed her forward, releasing her. Samui stumbled, shocked by her sudden freedom. But her surprise quickly turned to anger. Unable to escape or harm him unless he allowed it, she could only glare at her captor.
"Don't look at me like that. I've been quite merciful." Yusuke said, meeting her cold, angry gaze with a slow smile, "I spared those who surrendered and left civilians and children untouched. I'd say that's rather magnanimous."
Samui gritted her teeth, "What about our ninja? Nearly fifteen thousand of them! They have families too!"
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Yusuke applauded sarcastically, his face a mask of feigned admiration.
"Oh, bravo! Now it all makes sense!" He placed a hand on his head in an exaggerated gesture, "You're absolutely right, Samui. When I learned that Kumogakure was amassing an army to destroy my village and my people — who also have families, mind you — I should have come groveling to the Raikage for forgiveness!"
"I..." Samui faltered, taken aback. She realized her complaint stemmed solely from the attack on her village, believing it gave her the "right" to feel wronged.
While she was lost in thought, Yusuke seized her face, moving faster than she could follow. His gray eyes bore into hers, revealing a fury that dwarfed her own.
"Do you think this is a game, you little bitch?" He snarled, his pent-up anger finally surfacing. Samui stood transfixed as he continued, "You Kumo ninja ally with those Konoha dogs to annihilate my FAMILY, my PEOPLE, the place where I was BORN, and when the tables turn, you have the audacity to blame me for retaliating? Did you think you were toying with some harmless stray dog?"
"But—"
"No buts, Samui!" He cut her off, his anger still seething, "Oh wait, let me guess: 'We only went to war with you the first time because you exterminated several of our innocent villages!' That's what you thinking now, am I right?"
And he was. Samui's shocked expression said it all. But her shock was about to deepen.
Leaning close to her ear, Yusuke whispered.
"Here's something interesting: It was Konoha who did it. Disguised ninjas under the Third Hokage's command destroyed those villages, not us from Kiri. What's your argument now?" He pulled back to see her face, now frozen in disbelief. A slow smile spread across his lips, "That look on your face is quite something."
He released Samui, leaving her paralyzed. She was lost, torn between her conscience and her loyalty. How could she call him the absolute villain now? Yet admitting he wasn't felt like betraying her village.
In the next instant, Yusuke's eyes morphed into the Mangekyou Sharingan. With a flick of his wrist, he ejected the Fourth Raikage from the Kamui dimension.
"Yusuke Kamizuki! I'll kill you!" A crashed onto the rooftop like discarded refuse.
Samui's eyes widened in terror at the sight of the Raikage in such a pitiful state.
"Your brother was a terrible musician, and you're apparently a failed comedian." Yusuke spoke coldly, not even glancing at him.
In the next instant, he stepped lightly on the ground, an enormous ice pillar suddenly erupting from beneath! With a wave of his hand, he conjured an ice spike floating above his palm. He hurled the Raikage skyward! The ice spike in his hand viciously pierced through the air, impaling A's body and pinning him directly atop the ice pillar!
From this height, A could behold the current state of all Kumogakure!
This brutal display demonstrated the fury Yusuke harbored for this foolish man — a brutality that could have been even worse had Samui not been present.
"Ahhh!! Yusuke Kamizuki! You — you — Ahhh!!" Agonized screams continuously erupted from the Raikage's mouth.
The bone-chilling pain made him long for death!
[ Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 200,000 Villain Points! ]
"Given your current physical condition and injuries, you'll survive about three days. Stay here and watch closely as Kumogakure falls because of you. From now on, Kumo will be completely subordinate to my Kirigakure!" Yusuke's voice dripped with ice, "And I'll ensure you're forgotten swiftly, you piece of trash."
Ignoring the Raikage's continued screams, he slowly turned to Samui.
The blonde woman stood motionless, her eyes glazed over and face expressionless. She appeared to be experiencing some kind of illusion — which she was, as Yusuke had placed her under a powerful genjutsu.
Without further words, he hoisted her onto his shoulders as he had done with Tsunade, and left the rooftop.
Only A remained, impaled on the ice spike, watching in shock as his beloved village crumbled before his eyes.
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Inside the Raikage's building, Kiri ninja had replaced all the former occupants.
Those who surrendered were held in a refugee camp, awaiting Yusuke's Mental Imprint. Meanwhile, those already imprinted slowly manipulated the others, streamlining the process.
Yusuke descended to the office and gently placed Samui on the couch. He ordered a meal from a ninja at the door, then sat in a chair facing her and dispelled the genjutsu.
"Huff... Huff!" Samui jolted awake, sitting up abruptly. Realizing her surroundings, her face paled, "My —"
"Your brother is fine." Yusuke interjected, knowing exactly what she'd seen in the genjutsu he'd cast.
Samui remained silent, stunned. The image of the Raikage's demise flashed in her mind, fueling her anger, "What do you want with me? Know this — I'll never surrender, no matter what!"
"Surrender? Ha! I don't see many options left for you. And I don't expect this to be easy..." He said with a slight smile, "But come now, Samui. Are you really going to feign ignorance? What do you think I want?"
"…No!" Samui retorted, noticing his appreciative gaze. Her cheeks flushed as she vehemently refused, "Never!"
"Did I ask for anything?" His smile, once warm, now turned cold.
He rose from the chair and approached Samui, who could only watch as he stood before her. She tried to retreat on the couch, her back sinking into the cushions.
Undeterred, he extended his hand, placing it on the side of her head. With the other, he cupped her cheek.
"My dear Samui…" He said, leaning closer to whisper in her ear, "You'll need to get used to something now. When I command, you will obey."
A moment of silence passed as their eyes met in silent understanding. He grasped her waist, sat on the couch, and pulled her onto his lap.
In this intimate position, Samui felt her lips claimed for the first time — regrettably, by her enemy.
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The first day passed.
Samui lay nestled in Yusuke's embrace, sleeping deeply after an intense day of new experiences. Her body bore red marks, testament to their passionate encounter.
Despite it being her first time, Yusuke's lingering anger had made him somewhat rough. Yet, surprisingly, it seemed this typically cold woman had found pleasure in the "heat" of the moment.
[ Ding! Host successfully deflowered Samui! Her anger persists due to the act's intensity and duration! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 500,000 Villain Points! ]
The second day arrived.
Atop the former Raikage's desk, Samui found herself overwhelmed by Yusuke's relentless passion. Despite her attempts to resist, soft moans escaped her lips.
The pleasure coursing through her body proved too powerful to deny. As she felt his considerable presence within her and the burning sensation on her reddened skin, something primal awakened inside her.
Slap!
[ Ding! Samui's anger remains strong! Though physically exhausted in your arms by day's end, she vows never to truly surrender to you! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 300,000 Villain Points! ]
Three days later.
Samui was in a bathhouse, slowly washing Yusuke's back. She scrubbed the soapy loofah with such vigor it seemed she wanted to hurt him. To her dismay, she was merely cleaning more thoroughly.
"Your breasts, please. They're so soft..."
Yusuke's voice carried a playful tone. Though Samui wanted to protest, she complied. Her expression — flushed with irritation — appeared incredibly cute to him.
[ Ding! Samui is torn between strangling you in your sleep and draining your energy till death through more intimate means! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 200,000 Villain Points! ]
For three whole days, Yusuke devoted himself exclusively to this captivating blonde woman. Without the system notifications, he'd be oblivious to her lingering dreams of his demise.
Was that why she slept with her hand on his neck?
Still, earning a million Villain Points during this tryst wasn't bad. Though the amount was decreasing, he had already reaped substantial gains from the war and anticipated more.
Meanwhile, progress in Kumo hadn't halted.
Kirigakure ninja had seized control of all forces, both major and minor, inside and outside Kumogakure. However, some clans persisted in their resistance.
Yusuke's strategy was straightforward: Allow some who surrendered to return home and persuade others to cease resistance. If a clan remained defiant, he would swiftly execute the clan leader and any vocal opponents who claimed to speak for the group.
The same was happening with civilian ninjas, but at a much higher rate of success for submission.
It was a decree of death and conquest, with no room for negotiations.
Absolute power and crimson blood were used to subdue Kumo! Over three days, riots and killings erupted throughout the village. The outcome was entirely one-sided. The massacre of resisters continued relentlessly for three days and nights.
After nearly two thousand more deaths — including those who fiercely resisted and even launched suicide attacks against Kiri ninjas — everything finally quieted down. The remaining clans and civilians became completely docile, especially after the refugees were reintegrated into the village.
In the aftermath, those who remained no longer required Yusuke's Mental Imprint. They were naturally convinced of his terrifying abilities, both in physical power and leadership. This became even more apparent when all signs of violence ceased as resistance stopped.
Some still harbored dark thoughts, but dared not voice them. After all, they chose survival over their own desires.
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[ Ding! The Fourth Raikage died with resentment! His eyes remained open as he watched his village and people fall into your hands! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 300,000 Villain Points! ]
Facing Kumogakure through a glass wall, Yusuke heard this message from the system.
"So he finally died, huh..." He raised an eyebrow, casually dismissing it, "He could have at least given a few more points, that trash."
With a casual wave of his hand, A's body exploded into a mist of blood that turned to ice, then to dust.
He turned his gaze to Samui, who lay on the couch. Naked, she had only a white blanket for company. The shape of her body and her rosy white skin presented a tempting sight.
"What do you want?" She asked as soon as she caught him looking, "It's been all night. You want to start again?"
"Woman, I didn't even say anything." Yusuke felt like laughing out loud but held back. Perhaps his eyes betrayed his desires.
A black collar with bells adorned her neck now, and her new clothes lay nearby, though she hadn't put them on yet.
"Hungry?" He asked, noticing breakfast time had passed, but lunch was still a while away.
Samui kept looking at him for a moment. Then, blushing, she nodded, "Mm..."
Samui felt embarrassed, recalling how Yusuke "fed" her daily — both orally and by making her sit on his lap for meals.
Shortly after, a ninja brought a prepared meal to the room.
"Come. You must be hungry." Yusuke said, taking his seat in the new presidential chair.
As Samui rose from the couch, she realized her state — naked. Glancing around, she spotted only Yusuke's shirt discarded on the couch's edge. Her clothes were too far to reach now and she wouldn't walk around naked. Despite the fact that she already did this a lot of times.
Blushing furiously, she donned the shirt and approached him, tugging at its hem in a futile attempt to cover herself. Despite her efforts, it barely concealed half her huge ass, and her figure appeared even more striking.
She sighed with relief only after settling onto Yusuke's lap, shielded from others' view.
'Why on earth am I feeling relieved?' Samui inwardly chided herself, not for the first time.
"Lost in thoughts?" Yusuke's voice snapped her back to reality.
Without prompting, she took the chopsticks from his hand.
"Good girl..."
"You..." Samui's cheeks puffed slightly, flushed with anger.
Yet all she could do was continue feeding this despicable man.
If only he would choke on that rice ball!
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