Chương 43: NTLHOS: Chapter 43:Mother Daughter Duo
Naruto: The Last Harbinger Of Storm
NTLHOS: Chapter 43:Mother Daughter Duo
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This chapter marks a significant turning point in Naruto's journey. Please comment and like.
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—Albus Dumbledore
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To Nono's amazement, the results were almost immediate. Naruto's breathing steadied, his pulse grew stronger, and the violent fluctuations in his chakra began to calm. The intense waves of conflicting energy that had been wracking his body started to subside, replaced by a more stable, controlled flow.
Nono conducted a quick diagnostic check, her hands glowing with chakra as she examined the changes taking place within Naruto. "It's... incredible," she murmured, her voice filled with awe. "This level of healing... it's like watching a miracle unfold. Your chakra is stabilizing him in ways I didn't expect. It's similar to what I've seen Lady Tsunade do with medical jutsu, but... it's also different."
Kana smiled faintly, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. "I'm glad I could help," she whispered.
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It only took half an hour for Naruto to wake up after his wounds were healed, though the process of absorbing and assimilating Orochimaru's mental and physical chakra was still ongoing. However, Nono, ever the vigilant medic, quickly put him back to sleep with a deft application of medical jutsu (Iryō Ninjutsu). It was, after all, the dead of night, and rest was paramount for his recovery. With a mixture of skill and urgency, Nono subtly accelerated Naruto's metabolism, pushing his body to complete the assimilation process faster—albeit at the cost of a little discomfort and a few complaints from Naruto's very human nature.
After another four hours, Naruto stirred awake. His body felt sore, as if he'd been on the receiving end of one of Guys overzealous training sessions. But there was something different, something new. As he sat up, groggy but alert, he noticed Nono asleep nearby, leaning against a boulder, her face softened by the peace of sleep.
Naruto slowly flexed his fingers, then clenched his fist and relaxed it again. There was a distinct smoothness to the movement, a fluidity that hadn't been there before. His joints moved like they had been freshly oiled, each motion precise and effortless. It was as if his old body, which once felt like a worn-out, creaky machine, had undergone a serious upgrade, turning into a well-tuned, high-performance engine.
Curiosity piqued, Naruto shifted his focus to the rest of his body. He stretched lightly, feeling the difference in his tendons and ligaments—they were more flexible, yet paradoxically, they felt stronger, almost like steel cords under smooth skin. He couldn't help but marvel at the change. It was like comparing a rusty chain to one that had been glistening and well-oiled.
However, as much as he was impressed, Naruto knew better than to expect miracles. He wasn't about to start slithering around like Orochimaru, with his creepy, snake-like flexibility. His body, after all, still had the foundational components of a human—no offense to Orochimaru, who seemed to have shed most of his humanity long ago.
That thought sparked a moment of panic. Naruto's hands shot up to his face, feeling the contours of his features with a kind of frantic urgency. What if he'd inherited something from Orochimaru's androgynous, unsettling appearance? What if his ruggedly handsome features had morphed into something more... serpentine? His mind raced through images of himself with pale skin, slit pupils, and—he shuddered—maybe even a tongue that was a little too long for comfort.
Determined to find out, Naruto quickly performed a series of hand seals, conjuring a thin film of water that floated in the air like a mirror. He hesitated for a second, bracing himself, and then looked at his reflection.
To his immense relief, the face staring back at him was unmistakably his own, but with a striking enhancement. His features had sharpened with a newfound clarity, lending him an almost roguish charm that was, he had to admit, quite captivating. His jawline was now more pronounced, his cheekbones more chiseled, and there was a ruggedness to his appearance that hadn't existed before, a raw, untamed edge that added to his allure. His skin glowed with a healthy sheen, its tone slightly lighter but still warm and far from the ghostly pallor of the pale Sannin. He looked... well, he looked incredible. Damn incredible.
His body, too, had undergone a transformation. He was leaner, his muscles more toned and defined, with hardly any fat to speak of. Where his previous build had been athletic, now it was like that of a seasoned warrior, coiled with wiry strength. The kind of body that looked like it had been sculpted from marble, or at least from some really sturdy wood. He chuckled to himself—Orochimaru might have been a master of many things, but turning Naruto into a pale, snake-like clone wasn't one of them.
Still, there was one final check to ensure everything was where it should be—and, more importantly, that everything was still unmistakably, well, him. With no time to waste on modesty, Naruto made his way out of the cave, signaling to his clones to keep up their patrol. He found a secluded ravine in a nearby clearing, stripped off his clothes without a second thought, and plunged into the cool, refreshing water.
As he glanced down, his eyes widened with satisfaction. All his "manly parts" were not only intact but seemed to have undergone a rather flattering upgrade. Naruto couldn't help but smirk, feeling a surge of relief mixed with a good dose of pride. He might've worried about turning into some creepy Orochimaru look-alike, but now he had a whole new problem on his hands—how was he going to keep the female population of Konoha from fainting at the sight of his newly enhanced physique?
He let out a hearty laugh, the sound echoing off the ravine walls, a bit of the old Naruto bubbling up despite everything he'd been through. At least some things hadn't changed—well, except for the fact that he might need to start dodging not just kunai, but love letters too.
After a refreshing bath, Naruto dressed in fresh clothes and returned to the makeshift hideout. As he moved, he noticed something else: his chakra. It felt different—denser, more compact, but also incredibly malleable. If before, his chakra had been like a thick, coarse dough, now it was as if that dough had been kneaded, refined into something smooth and pliable. His chakra reserves, already impressive, had swelled to monstrous levels. It wasn't quite on par with powerhouses like the Third Hokage or Kisame, but he was definitely getting there.
What surprised him the most was the newfound mastery he had over his chakra. It was as if the old, stubborn chakra that he had once struggled to mold had been transformed, replaced by something far more refined and responsive.
It was the same hard dough, but now without the annoying grains that used to get in the way. The difference was palpable. If molding his chakra before had felt like wrestling with a mule, now it was like coaxing a well-trained horse—responsive, agile, and eager to obey. The possibilities were endless, and the thought of what he could achieve with this newfound finesse sent a thrill through him. He knew it would take time and effort to fully explore and harness this potential, but the prospect filled him with a sense of excitement that was almost intoxicating.
As Naruto reached the makeshift hideout, he was greeted by the sight of a panicked Kana and a visibly stressed Nono, both women frantically questioning one of his clones about his whereabouts. The moment they saw him, relief washed over their faces, though it was quickly replaced by something else—something that made them blush lightly as they took in his appearance. Naruto was dressed in a loose, open-chested outfit similar to the one Sasuke favored during Shippuden, and it left his newly chiseled physique on full display.
"Where have you been?" Nono demanded, her professional demeanor barely masking her concern. "We were worried sick!"
Naruto quickly placated both women with reassurances, but he couldn't help but notice the faint blushes that lingered on their cheeks as they took in his transformed appearance. He couldn't blame them; even he had been impressed by his reflection earlier. Nono, ever the professional, pushed aside her flustered reaction and immediately set to work, running a series of tests on Naruto's body, her chakra-infused hands scanning him thoroughly.
Naruto, however, was brimming with questions, too many to contain. Finally, he blurted out the one that had been gnawing at him since his awakening. "So… what exactly has changed? What did that bastard Orochimaru do to me?"
Nono sighed deeply, her expression a mix of frustration and reluctant admiration. "For all the madness Orochimaru inflicted upon himself, there's no denying that the man was a bloody genius. I've seen and studied a lot during my time under Root and at Konoha's research facilities, especially concerning Hashirama cells—work that was ultimately banned when Lady Tsunade officially forbade any further experimentation on her grandfather's cells, which her naive brother had allowed. Those cells were dangerous, dominating the host body until they completely took over. Orochimaru was smart enough to avoid that fate. Instead of trying to fully incorporate Hashirama's cells, which would have eventually overwhelmed him, he selectively extracted the healing factor and vitality. And because Uzumaki genes are already naturally close in composition to the Senju, this combination has proven to be a perfect fit for you."
Naruto's eyes widened with excitement. "So, does that mean—?"
Nono cut him off with a stern look. "Don't get any ideas about throwing aroundMokuton(Wood Release). What's in you is a highly diluted version of Hashirama's essence, carefully mutated by Orochimaru for his own purposes. It won't give you Wood Release, but it has supercharged your already extraordinary Uzumaki healing and vitality. Then there's the matter of the thousand or so varieties of poisons running through your veins now, most of which I can't even identify."
Naruto's excitement was tempered by confusion. "Poisons? But I don't feel—"
Nono nodded, her expression turning grimly fascinated. "Yes, poisons. But not in the way you're thinking. Orochimaru didn't just immunize himself against these toxins—though that's certainly a byproduct. These poisons act as a sort of biochemical steroid, but on an entirely different level. Think of it this way: your body now produces complex enzymes and hormones that are tailored to these poisons, almost as if they've become a part of your biological makeup. Your body isn't just immune to these poisons; it's thriving on them, using them to enhance your reflexes, sharpen your cognitive abilities, and increase your physical prowess overall, along with enhancing your chakra."
She paused, letting the gravity of her words sink in before continuing, "The problem with these poisons is that they're so destructive they would normally ravage your nervous system in seconds and other tissues long before you could gain any benefit. Normally, when someone is poisoned, their body either fights it off or it succumbs. Even someone like Lady Tsunade, with her extraordinary healing abilities, would eventually purge the toxins from her system after neutralizing them. But Orochimaru, in his twisted brilliance, figured out a way to have his body retain these poisons, not just their immunity or antibodies, but the poisons themselves. His body never grows accustomed to them or purges them because it's tricked into believing these toxins are part of its natural makeup. Instead of breaking them down, his body integrates them, reaping their benefits continuously without the usual side effects."
Naruto blinked, trying to process the sheer complexity of what Nono was describing. "So… my body thinks these poisons are just… part of me now?"
Nono nodded. "Exactly. And that's why it's so genius—and so dangerous. If your body were to recognize these poisons as foreign, it would do what any body does: fight them off, purge them, and lose whatever benefits they provide. But somehow, Orochimaru figured out a way to balance on the knife's edge, keeping the poisons active within him while neutralizing just enough of their damaging effects to avoid complete self-destruction. It's a masterpiece of biological engineering, albeit one rooted in insanity. The fact that you've inherited this ability and it's working in tandem with your Uzumaki resilience means that your healing factor, physical aspects, mental faculties—everything—will be enhanced over time as these poisons continue to circulate and strengthen you. You've essentially inherited the key to Orochimaru's near-indestructibility."
Naruto's eyes widened as he absorbed this information. "No wonder that monster couldn't be killed by any conventional means."
Nono's expression turned serious. "Indeed. This is why Orochimaru was so difficult to defeat. He wasn't just resilient; his body was constantly adapting, improving itself by harnessing these poisons. But here's the thing—these toxins don't just enhance your physical and mental abilities. They're also woven into your chakra. Over time, your chakra itself will become more potent, more malleable, and more capable of feats you couldn't have dreamed of before. But there's a catch."
Naruto frowned. "A catch?"
Nono nodded. "Yes. Orochimaru went to extreme lengths to achieve this balance, and his body was so fundamentally altered that it wasn't even fully human anymore. You, on the other hand, retain your humanity, which is both a strength and a limitation. You won't be able to fully replicate some of the more extreme abilities Orochimaru possessed—like his ability to shed his skin or bend his body in unnatural ways. Those were the results of extensive procedures you didn't undergo. However, you also won't have the same fundamental imbalances that plagued Orochimaru. Your body is more stable, more reliable. But make no mistake—unlocking the full potential of what you now carry will require time, training, and a deep understanding of these new abilities."
Naruto was beginning to grasp the full extent of what had happened to him, but Nono wasn't finished. Her voice grew more speculative, tinged with both curiosity and caution as she continued. "There's another factor at play here—something that I've only begun to piece together. By my hypothesis, Orochimaru may have deliberately removed or suppressed his masculine half—emasculated himself to an extreme degree—to bring about a certain balance within his body. It would explain his androgynous appearance and lack of strong muscle development. He likely did this to accommodate the myriad enhancements he introduced into his system, trying to maintain a delicate equilibrium. But when those changes were passed on to you, your body didn't undergo the same mutations. Instead, you've retained your masculinity—no, you've enhanced it. You've experienced a significant growth spurt, and I wouldn't be surprised if your testosterone and other hormones spike in the near future. This could lead to a host of temporary imbalances, both physical and mental."
She paused, her eyes narrowing thoughtfully as she considered the implications. "I'll need to run more tests on your blood in a proper laboratory to confirm everything. There's still so much I don't understand. For instance, there are traces of Senju essence within you, but also elements from other clans. Orochimaru likely experimented with DNA from a variety of individuals, attempting to create a well-rounded chakra and physical essence. However, his body always had a fundamental imbalance—something that skewed his results in unexpected ways. You, on the other hand, seem to have avoided those pitfalls, at least for now. Perhaps the traces of the Kyūbi's chakra played a role; I'm not certain. But even if we conducted a genetic test, don't expect to suddenly gain the abilities of other clans. Orochimaru took only small genetic slices—not the entire gene sequences needed for those abilities to reflect in your DNA. What you have now are enhancements to what you already possessed, not new powers."
Naruto raised an eyebrow, intrigued but also cautious. "What do you mean by that?"
She fixed Naruto with a serious gaze, her eyes filled with both warning and encouragement. "In other words, while you've gained a significant boost in power, it's up to you to develop it. You'll need to train rigorously to harness these changes, to bring out the full potential of what's now inside you. Still, I cannot overstate the importance of the poisons network you've absorbed—that alone is enough to elevate you to S-rank status. It's the very thing that made Orochimaru so feared and, according to my hypothesis, it's now a part of you."
Nono's expression shifted as she seemed to remember another crucial detail. "And then there's the matter of the Kyūbi's chakra. Previously, there were traces of it constantly warring with your own. Since it was so minor, it never caused major issues, but because it was present from birth, it embedded itself deeply into your chakra system, like grains of sand in the smooth flow of a river, preventing you from achieving exceptional chakra control. But now… that chakra has been fully absorbed and assimilated, likely due to the Hashirama components or something else that Orochimaru integrated into his system. He was smart enough to keep the calming aspects ofMokuton—a trait specifically meant to control Bijū at best, or at worst, to ensure he never succumbed to their influence, especially to their chakra's poisoning effect."
She leaned back slightly, her gaze still fixed on Naruto as she continued. "More importantly, I believe your regenerative abilities have been significantly enhanced due to the Kyūbi chakra being absorbed into your own. Your chakra had already begun to take on certain aspects of it due to the constant exposure. Now, short of removing your limbs entirely, your body can likely regenerate organs and heal critical injuries given enough time. I stress 'given enough time.' Your entire system has been modified in ways I'm only beginning to understand. For all his faults, there is truly no equal to Orochimaru in the field of biological and chakra manipulation. What you've inherited from him is a masterpiece of dark genius, a blend of power and potential that's as dangerous as it is extraordinary."
Naruto was silent for a moment, absorbing the weight of Nono's words. The Kyūbi's chakra had always been a double-edged sword, a source of great power but also a constant threat. Now, however, it seemed that threat had been neutralized—or at least transformed into something he could finally control. The idea of having that kind of power, without the constant fear of losing control, was both exhilarating and daunting.
"Does this mean I can use the Kyūbi's chakra without risking going berserk?" Naruto asked cautiously, his mind racing with the possibilities.
Nono nodded thoughtfully. "In theory, yes. But remember, this isn't the same as drawing on the Kyūbi's power directly. That power has been fully integrated into your own chakra system. It's not separate anymore; it's a part of you. This means you won't experience the same explosive surges of power that come with tapping into the Kyūbi's reserves. Instead, you'll find that your chakra has become more potent, more refined, and far more stable. You won't be as vulnerable to the negative emotions that used to trigger the Kyūbi's influence. But this also means that the raw power you could access in those moments of desperation is now more controlled, more calculated."
Naruto let out a slow breath, feeling the enormity of the changes settling over him. The Kyūbi's chakra, once a source of fear and anxiety, was now a part of him, woven into the very fabric of his being. The possibilities were endless, but so were the responsibilities.
After a bit more speculation, Naruto decided it was time to move forward. He dispelled his clones, feeling the rush of accumulated experience and memories flood back into him, and then immediately created new ones to replenish his chakra reserves. The surge of energy was invigorating, and he could feel the changes in his chakra—denser, smoother, more malleable—flowing with greater ease through his system.
Turning to Kana, he asked, "Where is your daughter? Where can we find her?"
Kana hesitated for a moment, worry etched across her features, before replying, "She should be in the Grass Village. We have a small hut-like home behind the hospital. That's where I left her before they… took me."
Naruto nodded, determination settling in his eyes. With that decided, they set off toward Grass Village. Kana, though now safe from immediate danger, struggled to keep up with their pace. Her legs trembled from the residual weakness of her ordeal, and it quickly became apparent that she wouldn't be able to maintain the speed needed to reach her daughter quickly.
Naruto noticed her lagging behind and without a second thought, scooped her up in his arms in a smooth, effortless motion. He held her bridal-style, his strong arms cradling her securely. "Hold on tight," he said with a reassuring smile.
Kana's eyes widened, and she let out a small, surprised "Eep!" as a blush spread across her cheeks. Her hands instinctively snaked around Naruto's neck for support, her heart pounding not just from the sudden movement but from the close proximity to him. She felt a mixture of embarrassment and gratitude, unsure of how to respond to the unexpected, albeit necessary, intimacy.
Naruto didn't seem fazed, his focus entirely on their mission. With Kana safely in his arms, he leaped from tree to tree, his movements swift and precise. The wind whipped past them, the forest below a blur as they closed the distance to Grass Village with remarkable speed. Kana could feel the strength in Naruto's grip, the power in his every movement, and despite her initial surprise, she found herself feeling safe and protected.
As they soared through the trees, Kana's blush deepened, her thoughts racing. She couldn't help but be struck by how easily Naruto carried her, as though she weighed nothing at all. His strength was undeniable, but it was the gentle way he held her, despite that strength, that made her heart flutter.
Naruto, completely oblivious to the storm of emotions brewing inside Kana, continued on, his focus entirely on reaching their destination. As they leaped through the trees, landing on a particularly sturdy branch, he adjusted his grip on her, shifting her slightly in his arms. His hand unintentionally slid along her side, brushing against her backside before trailing down to the curve of her thigh. The contact, though brief, sent an unexpected jolt through Kana, her breath catching in her throat. She stifled a small, involuntary gasp, her face flushing a deep shade of crimson.
Naruto, noticing her sudden tension, glanced down at her with concern, his brow furrowed. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine worry. His face was so close to hers that she could feel the warmth of his breath against her lips, slightly ragged from the exertion.
"I-I'm fine," Kana stammered, desperately trying to regain her composure. Her heart was racing, and she could barely meet his eyes. "Just… a little startled."
As they approached the Grass Village, Nono, walking beside Naruto, noticed Kana's crimson blush deepen, a knowing look passing between the two women. Naruto, ever the determined shinobi, remained blissfully unaware of Kana's flustered state, his focus entirely on the mission ahead.
The Grass Village, unlike the sprawling and fortified Konoha, was a smaller, more secluded shinobi village. Yet, it held strategic importance in the Land of Grass, nestled within dense forests and bordered by mountain ranges. The village was characterized by its lush greenery, with moss-covered buildings blending seamlessly into the natural surroundings. The streets were narrow, winding through clusters of tall, swaying grasses that gave the village its name. Despite its size, the village was well-guarded, its shinobi known for their stealth and knowledge of the terrain.
As they reached the outskirts of the village, Naruto handed Kana one of his stealth seals—an advanced seal that could cloak their presence from even the most skilled sensors. Nono already had one. With the seals activated, they slipped past the village guards with ease, their movements silent and undetectable.
Naruto's heart was heavy as he moved through the village. The tranquility of Grass belied the horrors it had inflicted on Kana and her daughter. The serene surroundings only served as a stark reminder of the pain and suffering hidden beneath the surface, a facade that concealed the cruelty within.
They made their way to the village's main hospital, a modest structure compared to the grand medical facilities of Konoha, but still the largest building in Grass. It stood in stark contrast to the hovel they found at the back of the hospital—a dilapidated, inconspicuous structure that looked like it could collapse at any moment. The sight of it stirred a deep anger within Naruto. The place was a testament to neglect, a home unworthy of anyone, let alone a child.
Naruto's memories of being homeless flashed before his eyes: the cold nights spent in alleyways, the gnawing hunger, and the overwhelming sense of abandonment. But this... this was worse. He clenched his fists, vowing that no Uzumaki would ever have to endure what Karin had.
As they approached the hovel, Naruto's attention was drawn to a disturbing sight. A young girl, no more than 14 years old with vivid red hair, was being dragged out of the hovel by her hair. She kicked and screamed, her cries echoing in the quiet air, but the older shinobi dragging her showed no mercy. Naruto felt his blood boil, a red haze clouding his vision.
Kana was about to rush forward, her motherly instincts taking over, but Nono quickly grabbed her arm, stopping her. "Wait," Nono whispered, her voice firm yet gentle. Naruto nodded to Nono, signaling that he would handle this.
Naruto followed the shinobi dragging Karin to the hospital, his movements silent and predatory. As they reached the hospital's entrance, Naruto slipped inside unnoticed, his stealth seal still active. His glowing eyes were locked onto the man who held Karin, every muscle in his body coiled like a spring, ready to strike.
Karin's heart pounded in her chest, fear coursing through her veins as she was dragged through the streets. She had been living in terror ever since her mother was taken. The Grass shinobi had forced her to use her healing abilities on their wounded, threatening her with violence if she refused. Now, with her mother gone, Karin felt utterly helpless.
She was thrown into a small, dark room in the hospital, her wrists bound tightly. The man who had dragged her there sneered down at her, his grip painful as he shoved her toward a critically injured patient. "Heal him," he ordered, his voice cold and uncaring.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to focus, but the fear and exhaustion were too much. "I can't… I can't do this…" she whispered, her voice breaking.
Karin winced as the shinobi yanked her arm, exposing the pale, tender flesh. She knew what was coming, and the dread in her heart only grew as she saw the man's mouth open, revealing sharp, yellowed teeth. This was how they forced her to heal—the pain they inflicted as they bit down, draining her life force, compelling her to use her chakra to heal them. The process was excruciating; it wasn't just physical pain but a deep, gnawing sensation that left her feeling hollow and drained.
The patient before her, who had been groaning in pain, suddenly went silent. Karin blinked in confusion, her eyes widening as she noticed the man's head rolling away from his body, a clean cut separating it from his neck. But before she could react further, a blur of motion caught her attention—a flash of steel slicing through the dim light. The shinobi who had been holding her down froze in place, his eyes wide with shock. His gaze darted from the patient's decapitated body, blood still spurting from the clean cut, to the intricate sword spinning through the air. The blade, stained crimson, traced a deadly arc before embedding itself in the wall with a resonant thud. The man's eyes followed the path of the sword back to its source, locking onto a pair of piercing blue eyes blazing with fury. Above them, a shock of wild red hair framed a face set in a mask of controlled rage. The realization of his impending doom hit him like a physical blow, but it was far too late. Before he could shout or attack, Naruto moved with lightning speed, his hand clasping around the man's neck with a vice-like grip, silencing him before he could utter a sound. With a swift twist, Naruto crushed the man's windpipe, the sickening crunch echoing in the small room.
Before the shinobi could even fall, a water bullet (Suiton: Suidanha) shot from Naruto's free hand, passing cleanly through the man's forehead, leaving a pinpoint hole as the body slumped to the floor. The entire sequence took less than a second, a display of lethal efficiency that left no room for error.
Karin's scream was cut short as a hand quickly covered her mouth. She looked up in terror, only to see a woman with golden-brown hair and kind eyes—a woman who looked strangely familiar. Beside her was another figure, tall and imposing, with red hair just like hers. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized who it was. Her mother, Kana, was standing before her, motioning for silence.
Karin's eyes filled with tears, but before she could react further, she saw a flash of movement. The shinobi who had been holding her down was staring in shock, his eyes darting from the patient's decapitated body to the intricate sword that was flying through the air, its bloodstained blade tracing a deadly arc. From the hilt, his eyes moved to Naruto's angry blue ones, and then to his wild red hair, so similar to hers and her mother's. The realization of his impending doom hit him, but it was too late. Naruto moved with lightning speed, his hand clasping around the man's neck with a vice-like grip, silencing him before he could utter a sound. With a swift twist, Naruto crushed the man's windpipe, the sickening crunch echoing in the small room.
Before the shinobi could even fall, a water bullet (Suiton: Suidanha) shot from Naruto's free hand, passing cleanly through the man's forehead, leaving a pinpoint hole as the body slumped to the floor. The entire sequence took less than a second, a display of lethal efficiency that left no room for error.
Naruto stood over the bodies, his breathing steady despite the adrenaline coursing through him. He sheathed his sword with a smooth motion, his eyes shifting to Karin, who was now being embraced by Kana. There was fear in Karin's eyes when she looked at him. But she also looked at the red hair, so similar to hers and her mother's.
Nono gave Naruto a nod of approval, her expression serious but relieved. "Let's move quickly," she said, her voice low. "We don't have much time."
As they moved out of the hospital, Naruto cut a bloody path with tactical precision, silencing any staff members complicit in the torment of Karin and Kana. It wasn't just about revenge—it was about ensuring that the secrets of what had happened here would never spread further. He had already sent a few clones to silently eliminate the shinobi who were not in the hospital. As they exited, Naruto activated a seal he had planted earlier, igniting a slow-burning fire that originated from Karin's room. The flames would spread gradually, giving enough time for the hospital to be evacuated before causing serious harm to the patients. Naruto took particular satisfaction in killing the hospital's head—a man who had been the primary tormentor—in a gruesome and methodical manner.
Naruto's actions were swift and decisive, leaving no trace of their presence behind. The flames consuming the hospital would erase any lingering evidence of the horrors that had taken place within its walls. The Uzumaki clan would no longer be victims; they were survivors, and with Naruto leading them, they would be avengers.
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