Chapter 412 Morbid
Chapter 412 Morbid
ended.
The turmoil caused by Jiraiya's romantic entanglements decades ago has finally come to an end.
Shizuka and her attendants did not linger. Before leaving, Shizuka stopped in front of the Konoha gate and turned to look at Naruto who was seeing her off.
She remained silent for a moment. Her eyes, which had once been filled with deathly stillness and self-destructive impulses, were now tinged with tired redness, but a different kind of light was shining through them.
"Thanks."
She spoke softly, without any extra words or polite greetings, but simply gave him a deep look. Naruto could feel that the deathly aura that had long haunted her eyes, like a self-punishment, had finally dissipated.
Instead, there is a slow awakening, a sense of bewilderment and a faint search for the "future" itself.
The female ninja bowed deeply to Naruto at a ninety-degree angle, saying, "The village of Nadeshiko will never forget this kindness." She then straightened up, turned around with Shizuka, and joined the flow of people leaving the village, never looking back.
"Phew...it's finally over!"
In the Hokage's office, Jiraiya let out a long sigh of relief, patted Naruto's back forcefully, and his face was full of pride and satisfaction.
"Well done, Naruto! As expected of my disciple! This duel was resolved beautifully, hahaha!"
"You have no right to say such things!"
Kushina, standing nearby, immediately bristled, her eyes still blazing with fury as she glared at Jiraiya. "You're the one who caused all this trouble! And you dare to boast about it?!"
"Uh..." Jiraiya's imposing aura immediately diminished by half, and he awkwardly scratched the back of his head. "I never expected this back then... My later disciples are all so powerful, any wives who come to me are just superfluous..."
He sighed, his tone filled with genuine emotion.
His two disciples, Minato Namikaze and Naruto Uzumaki, were both surrounded by girls from a young age, and as they grew up, the girls who liked them couldn't wait to "marry them"...
why?
He's clearly the master, isn't he? Handsome and dashing (in his own opinion), powerful, and a prolific writer (the Make Up Paradise series), how come he still hasn't won Tsunade's heart?
Life is so unfair.
"Um... Jiraiya-sensei," Naruto spoke up at the opportune moment, interrupting his master's fading resentment, "Now that everything's over, may I leave?"
As he spoke, he could feel Zuo Yue's gaze fixed on him—she had been clinging to him ever since the match ended, her fingers hooked around the hem of his shirt; she wanted to go home.
"Oh, of course." Jiraiya snapped out of his daze, pulled a thick envelope from the drawer, and pushed it in front of Naruto.
"By the way, about this matter, that chamber of commerce sent over the ticket revenue share... Although the process was a bit troublesome, the result was satisfactory. I'll give you an A-level mission this time."
He tapped the bulging envelope with his fingers, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "But... the commission for this mission far exceeds that of an S-rank mission. You've really struck gold this time, kid."
Naruto took the envelope; it felt heavy in his hand. He wasn't particularly excited about it, simply nodding calmly.
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Back home, Naruto was still a little uneasy—he had said so much to Shizuka on the field, would Satsuki be jealous?
After all, those words involved "loss," "death," and sympathy for another woman's suffering... any one of those words could touch a nerve with Satsuki.
But he soon discovered that Satsuki didn't seem to be thinking about those things at all.
She silently changed her shoes, walked into the living room, sat on the sofa, and waved to him—her eyes seemed to hold something heavy, waiting for confirmation.
Naruto sat down as instructed, secretly hoping that this turmoil would truly subside. They had finally confirmed their relationship, but one problem after another kept popping up, leaving them no time to catch their breath.
"Naruto..."
Satsuki's voice rang out, "That line you said on the field just now... were you serious?"
"That sentence? It's..."
"Would you die with me?"
She asked directly, without any beating around the bush. Naruto immediately understood what she meant—the words he had blurted out to Shizuka, "I'll die with her."
"I'm serious."
His answer was without any hesitation.
"However—that only applies when...I can't bring you back to this world."
Zuo Yue paused, her fingers tightening around the hem of her clothes. "...Um...how...can you try a different approach..." Her voice lowered, as if testing, yet also pleading, "Even if I die or something...just remember me..."
"no."
Naruto's refusal was firm. "What I meant by 'I'll die with you'... wasn't that at all."
"Huh?" Satsuki looked up, a look of confusion in her eyes. "What does that mean?"
"It means—'No matter where you go, I will find you.'"
Possessiveness can be quite frightening. If it were someone else, faced with such a heavy, almost obsessive emotion, they might feel fear and back down.
Starting from the night of Naruto's birthday, Satsuki personally opened the floodgates of his suppressed emotions. From then on, he no longer hid them.
"It's a bit extreme, isn't it..." Naruto smiled, his gaze softening. "But I think... Satsuki might like it?"
He was right.
Satsuki's cheeks flushed crimson at a visible speed, the blush spreading all the way to the tips of her ears. Her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness, surging with a dizzying happiness and an overflowing satisfaction of being completely understood.
"Ah... this..." She looked away in a fluster.
"It's okay, it's all hypothetical anyway." Naruto said casually, continuing to guide the conversation. "Let's make another hypothetical one—just a hypothetical one, okay?"
He looked at her, a mischievous seriousness in his eyes, "If I... died before Satsuki, what would you do?"
Satsuki was silent for a few seconds. "...I will keep searching until I find a way to bring you back to this world."
"Is that all?" Naruto keenly noticed her hesitation.
Satsuki lowered her eyes, her voice even softer, "...I'll probably... turn Naruto's body into a puppet... to prevent it from decaying."
"Then I'll use a forbidden technique... to seal Naruto's soul to my side."
She herself felt a little uncomfortable saying these words—too extreme, too morbid, too unlike the thoughts of a "normal person".
Naruto listened quietly, without a trace of surprise or rejection on his face.
"That sounds good. That way I can continue to protect you."
He spoke in the calmest tone about things that were absolutely abnormal, extreme, and morbid, and faced with this extreme and morbidity, he chose to accept it all, and even... felt satisfied.
Zuoyue stared at him blankly, something bulging violently in her chest, as if it were about to burst out of her throat.
"Satsuki just asked me if I was serious..."
Naruto reached out and gently ruffled her hair. "With you... I've never had the option of 'not being serious'."
"Never before, never now—not even on the day of 'death'...it will never happen."
"……Um."
Zuo Yue suddenly responded softly, and then—she threw herself into his arms.
She wrapped her arms tightly around his waist and buried her face in the crook of his neck. Naruto didn't say much, but simply hugged her back and gently stroked her slender back with his palm.
But not long after, Satsuki suddenly raised her head.
Her eyes were still red, but there were no tears in them; instead, they shone with an eerie, intense light.
Those jet-black pupils had unknowingly turned crimson—the intricate patterns of the Mangekyou Sharingan slowly rotated within them, radiating a dangerous yet beautiful aura of power.
She gazed intently at Naruto, her eyes filled with longing as if she wanted to etch every inch of his features into her gaze.
Then--
"boom."
A very faint hum of energy rang out.
The eye technique has been activated.
Naruto's expression suddenly changed—it wasn't a technique aimed at him; black flames silently ignited from Satsuki's own body.
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(The next chapter will reveal Er Yuezi's kaleidoscope ability, which is an original creation of the author.)
(Why are people giving bad reviews in the comments section because they "don't like reading gender-swap stories"...?)
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