Chapter 65 (Patreon)

Seeing that Kushina had no intention of changing her mind, Hiruzen stopped trying to persuade her. He had arrived in a hurry and left just as quickly, taking only the corpse with him.

Nii Yugito silently observed everything that happened, though inwardly, she was having a serious discussion with the Two-Tails.

Unlike Kaorui, Yugito was no stranger to politics. From the conversation between Kushina and the Hokage, she had already sensed that something was wrong.

“That Danzō must have arranged all of this,” she said with certainty. “Lord Dodai was right. As long as Danzō remains in Konoha, the other villages will always have an opening to exploit.”

“You humans never change,” the Two-Tails replied. “The scheming and infighting among you never end.”

“It can’t be helped. There are only nine tailed beasts, and all of you are scattered across the world. Humans are different. There are far too many of us, divided by nations and bloodlines. Conflicts over resources are unavoidable, and every conflict creates more hatred. As long as wars continue, so will the struggle for power and the schemes that come with it.”

Meanwhile, as soon as Hiruzen returned to the Hokage’s office, he ordered someone to bring in the suspicious ANBU. However, it wasn’t long before he received word that the man had disappeared.

He was nowhere to be found at his assigned post, and a search of his home turned up nothing.

“Go and tell Danzō to come here.”

Before long, the office door opened, and Danzō entered with his usual composed expression.

“Hiruzen, why did you summon me?”

“Someone infiltrated the First Hokage’s former residence and attacked Uzumaki Kushina and Naruto.”

“And?” Danzō asked calmly. “Did you catch the culprit? Was it someone from Kumogakure working with their hostage? I warned you from the beginning that you were being too lenient with her. Sooner or later, you were bound to regret it.”

“Danzō, do you truly believe your plan was so flawless that no one would see through it?”

Hiruzen’s eyes turned cold.

“What are you implying?” Danzō asked. “That I was behind this? I haven’t even left my residence. Because you failed to catch the culprit, you now intend to blame me? You’ve changed, Hiruzen.”

The calmer Danzō appeared, the more certain Hiruzen became that he was responsible.

They had known each other for decades. Hiruzen understood exactly what kind of man Danzō was.

If he had truly been accused without warning, he would not have reacted with such perfect composure.

“If I’m not mistaken, rumors will soon begin spreading that Kumogakure’s hostage was responsible for the attack on Uzumaki Kushina,” Hiruzen said. “The village has finally been given a chance to breathe. If you truly care about Konoha, then stop creating more trouble.”

Danzō’s heart tightened, but his expression remained unchanged.

They had known each other for far too long, so it wasn’t strange that Hiruzen could predict his next move. However, as long as there was no evidence, Hiruzen couldn’t do anything to him.

“Believe whatever you wish. I will say it again—this matter has nothing to do with me. Instead of wasting time suspecting me, you should focus on finding the real culprit.”

With that, Danzō turned and left the office.

A day quickly passed.

Kushina entered the bathroom with her clothes completely soaked.

“Damn it... what am I missing?”

She sank into the bathtub and looked at Roy beside her in frustration.

After training for the entire day, she had finally managed to create a layer of flowing water that clung to her body. From the outside, it looked remarkably similar to the Raikage’s Lightning Release Chakra Mode.

However, it did nothing to strengthen her body, much less nourish it. All she had accomplished was soaking her clothes.

“You’re rushing it,” Roy said. “Even with another technique as a reference, creating an entirely new jutsu was never going to happen in a single day. You’ve managed to reproduce its appearance, but not its actual effect. Give yourself some time. I’m sure you’ll succeed.”

His reassurance did little to improve Kushina’s mood.

To distract her, Roy decided to tell her about the hypothesis he had formed earlier that day.

“Really? So I’m the reason your movement is restricted?” Kushina asked in surprise.

However, once she thought about it carefully, her emotional state matched what Roy had described.

Although she didn’t want to admit it, she had only just lost Minato at the time. Roy, who had saved her, had become the only person she believed she could still rely on.

Otherwise, with her personality, she would rather have slept on the street than share a room with a complete stranger.

Even the changes in Roy’s movement range followed a clear pattern.

“So if I let you find more women, your range will expand again?” Kushina asked. “Who do you have in mind? What about Yakushi Nono? You’ll have to win her over yourself, though. The most I can do is introduce you.”

“What are you talking about?” Roy stared at her. “And aren’t you even a little jealous?”

“Why would I be jealous? If it means removing whatever is restricting you, I can endure something that small.”

Kushina sat up in the bathtub and glared fiercely at Roy.

“I don’t care if you have someone else outside, but if you ever dare to abandon me, I’ll fight you to the death!”

Despite her forceful words, Roy could see the worry hidden beneath her tough exterior.

Kushina couldn’t even imagine what she might become if Roy truly left her one day.

“You’re such an idiot. How could I ever abandon you?”

Seeing through her moment of vulnerability, Roy gently took her hands.

“Tch. You’re just a brat who’s two years younger than me.”

Kushina allowed him to hold her hands before asking seriously, “So when are you planning to start? Yakushi Nono probably isn’t like Kaorui, who’s so...”

“Stop right there. When did I ever say I wanted to find Yakushi Nono?”

“Although I like that answer, what are you going to do about your range? Two thousand square meters isn’t exactly small, but it isn’t that large either.”

“That’s where you come in,” Roy replied. “I never said the only way for you to indulge me was by letting me become intimate with another woman.”

“What do you mean?”

Kushina looked at him in confusion.

Roy leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words.

“What?! You want me to use my... mouth? Would that really work?”

“That’s why we have to test it. How will we know if we don’t try?”

Kushina narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

“You brat... you didn’t invent that entire theory just so you could trick me into trying something strange, did you?”

“I admit that I’m interested in trying it, but I didn’t fabricate the theory. Besides, that sort of thing wasn’t unusual where I came from. Don’t forget, I know far more than you think.”

“I’ll believe you this once. But if I find out you lied to me, then...”

Kushina left the threat unfinished, but the way she ground her teeth as her gaze lowered made her meaning perfectly clear.

With that, she leaned closer.

Roy stood beside the bathtub and looked down as she approached, reaching out to gather her long red hair out of the way, holding the thick wet strands back so they wouldn’t get in the way.

Kushina’s flushed face was only inches from the front of his pants. Her fingers, still slightly trembling with a mix of nerves and determination, tugged the fabric down. His cock sprang free, already half-hard from the moment she had agreed. The warm, humid air of the bathroom wrapped around the length as it thickened further under her stare.

She hesitated only a second longer, then leaned in and pressed a tentative kiss to the tip. The soft, wet heat of her lips made Roy’s breath hitch. Encouraged or perhaps too stubborn to back down now—Kushina opened her mouth and took the head inside.

Her tongue swirled experimentally around the sensitive glans, tasting the clean skin and the first bead of precum that had already gathered.

The sensation was hotter, wetter, tighter than he had imagined. She pushed forward, taking more of him, her lips stretching around the thick shaft as she sank down until nearly half his length disappeared into her mouth.

A soft, muffled sound escaped her throat. Water lapped gently against her breasts as she shifted closer, kneeling up in the tub so she could angle better. One hand wrapped around the base of his cock, stroking in slow, firm pumps while her mouth worked the rest. She sucked with growing confidence, cheeks hollowing, red hair still held back by Roy’s steady grip.

Roy groaned low in his chest, watching her. The sight of Kushina—proud, fiery Kushina—with her lips stretched wide around him, saliva beginning to gloss the shaft each time she pulled back, was almost enough to make him finish early.

She bobbed her head in a steady rhythm, taking him deeper with every pass, the wet sounds of her mouth filling the small bathroom.

When the head bumped the back of her throat she gagged softly but didn’t pull away. Instead she forced herself further, eyes watering slightly, until her nose brushed against his lower abdomen. She held him there for a long moment, throat fluttering around the intrusion, then drew back with a wet gasp, strings of saliva connecting her swollen lips to his cock.

“Fuck…” Roy muttered, fingers tightening in her hair.

Kushina shot him a quick, defiant glance—cheeks burning, lips shiny—then dove back down with more hunger. She sucked harder, tongue pressing firmly along the underside while her hand twisted and stroked the slick base. The combination of her hot mouth, the occasional soft moan vibrating around him, and the way she looked up at him through her lashes was overwhelming.

She kept going, relentless, saliva dripping down onto her chest and into the bathwater. Every time she took him deep she held him there a second longer, throat working, before sliding back up to lavish attention on the head again.

Roy’s hips began to rock lightly, meeting her rhythm, the wet heat of her mouth and the tight seal of her lips driving him closer and closer.

When he finally warned her with a strained breath, Kushina only tightened her grip and sucked harder, determined to finish what she started. Roy’s release hit hard. Thick pulses of cum flooded her mouth... she swallowed around him, taking every spurt, some of it escaping the corners of her lips and trailing down her chin.

She kept sucking gently through the aftershocks until he softened slightly, then finally pulled off with a soft, wet pop.

Kushina wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, still breathing a little heavily, face scarlet.

More than half an hour later, Kushina covered her face and sank beneath the bathwater. Even through the clear water, the flush spreading across her skin was plainly visible.

Roy didn’t disturb her while she hid at the bottom of the bathtub. After straightening his clothes, he flashed out of the bathroom.

Soon afterward, the area in which he could move expanded beyond the limit he had reached earlier that day.

His hypothesis had been correct.

Kushina’s willingness to indulge his requests, along with her acceptance of them in her heart, was the true factor affecting his movement range.

That meant Kushina could help him expand it even further.