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Night had fallen in Pieta and all was quiet. Not a sound could be heard as the warriors and their Awakened allies awaited the onslaught to come. It was nerve-wracking; every last one of them could recognize the calm before the storm.

Many hands trembled in anticipation as several warriors among them broke out in a cold sweat.

Jean’s unit was uncharacteristically calm in comparison to most others, but even they were admittedly nervous. It was only natural, as they were still human. Fear of death was how the species had survived for so long, after all.

Jean, herself, was especially antsy among them - fearing more for the life of her unborn child than anything. The same went for Clare - who’d been swapped over from Flora’s team in exchange for Diana, as Miria felt that placing them on reserve would at least increase their chances of getting out of here alive without suffering a miscarriage.

There wasn’t much the commander could do beyond that, though. She needed all the fighters she could get if anyone was going to get out of this alive.

Among everyone, only Riful and Ophelia were truly calm… though that term was being used rather loosely in the latters case. She was eager to fight, rocking a sadistic grin as she bounced around on the balls of her feet. The blonde simply couldn’t sit still as she reveled in the thought of murdering hordes of Awakened Beings.

The latter, however, was especially confident. She knew more than anyone what her mate was capable of, and how much he loved his women. He’d be here the instant they called for his help and she knew it.

Both stood out in front ot the warriors, completely nude and waiting to transform as soon as the fight started.

Soon enough, the earth started to shake. They were here...

Ophelia changed her form almost immediately, her legs morphing into a long tail - much like that of a snake. Her arms extended and sharpened, much like metallic claws, and multiple spikes protruded from her back. Then, with a maniacal cackle, she didn’t even bother waiting for them to arrive as she leapt into the fray from half-way across the damn village.

Riful sighed. “Might as well try and keep that hot-blooded idiot from getting herself killed,” she muttered. Then, her body seemingly split apart into ribbons, before blackening, extending, and scattering in all directions.

Taking a calming breath, Miria addressed the warriors assembled.

“Flora, Undine and Veronica Teams, step forward with mine!” she barked. “Jean Team, you’re on standby; engage only when necessary!”

As they pulled out their claymores Teams Miria, Flora, Undine and Veronica all activated their kyuubi cloaks. Jean’s team followed suit, just in case, not wanting to take any chances.

“Engage!”

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With the scouting party wiped out the day before, it had some minor setbacks. He didn’t know the exact numbers of the opposition - something that was corrected when they used their yoki to fight them off. He knew they were going to die, the reckless idiots. But now that he knew who were the strongest were, he would have gone in by himself during the next attack and taken them out.

That was until Riful of the fucking West seemingly popped up out of nowhere! Making matters worse was a second Awakened woman - both of whom seemed to be helping the warriors?!

The plan had to be adjusted slightly. Instead of going in alone - doing so would have been suicide - Rigardo decided to use the remaining army as a distraction for the Abyssal One and her apparent companion while he went after the other strongest yoki signatures.

But, then, he felt the warriors’ yoki surge to an absurd level - each signature doubling in potency at the least.

“WHAT?!” Rigardo’s eyes narrowed as he took a moment to collect his thoughts. That was… mildly annoying. While certainly an unpleasant surprise, it would nonetheless prove to be but a minor setback.

With that out of the way, Rigardo transformed.

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Miria froze, feeling a massive surge of yoki in the distance. “N-no… What is he doing here?!” Clicking her tongue, she addressed the other captains. “Watch yourselves! That yoki belongs to Rigardo, the Silver-Eyed Lion! He was Number 2 of his generation!”

Veronica jolted, suddenly feeling something right next to her. Before she could register the anthropomorphic lion standing next to her, several blades were sent forth quicker than the eye could see with the intent to literally cut the captain down… only to send her flying into a nearby building with an undignified squawk.

Rigardo blinked, thoroughly not expecting that result. Then, he noted that the odd aura surrounding his target had dissipated once she crashed through a stone wall and her yoki vanished. Apparently, her neck snapped on impact? There was a number of possibilities, but that seemed to most likely from his perspective. He frowned. A minor annoyance, indeed, but that thing was still a setback… he didn’t like setbacks.

He then vanished before a furious Cynthia could lop his head off and seemingly reappeared before Undine. This one was more prepared for him, though, slashing at him with both swords the instant he stopped to engage.

She too had the odd aura around her… strange, indeed. He caught her swords with his claws and was shocked to be forced to a knee! The ground cracked beneath his feet!

What the hell is this?!

Growling the anthropomorphic lion forced Undine away and retreated to briefly to analyse the situation a bit more. So it wasn’t just one or two that had this strange aura around them. Everyone had it!

So that was the cause of the surges he’d felt…

Seeing as how he’d failed to cut that first one, this aura clearly acted as some form of armor. It also apparently increased their perception, as even the weaker ones seemed to follow his movements a bit better than they should have been capable of.

He briefly glanced behind him; seems Riful and her awakened companion were distracted by his backup. For how long though, remained to be seen. The weaker one in particular seemed to be having the time of her life. He’d take to nipping this in the bud as fast as possible before they come back to help these hybrids.

Rigardo then blinked in surprise as he sensed one of them appearing behind him.

Miria roared as she brought her sword down in an overhead swing, only for her opponent to vanish and engage Flora. Said woman had quite the nasty surprise in store for him, though, as she unleashed her Windcutter upon him.

The feline awakened clicked his tongue in annoyance as he quickly retreated. Then, he circled around and tried to cut her down from behind only for Miria to appear again and charge him. Rigardo glared at her in annoyance and sent a few claws her way while he was at it.

Flora yelped, the claws sending her tumbling off to the side, but was otherwise unharmed as Miria seemed to phase through the attack sent her own way before fading from sight. Then, the commander reappeared next to Rigardo and took another swipe at him.

Rigardo caught her sword with his claws but before he could do anything he was forced to break off once again when Helen stretched her arm out in an attempt to behead him from the side. She quickly pulled back said arm before the anthropomorphic lion could retaliate.

The Awakened glared at her with irritation. This was more trouble than he thought. He disappeared in a blur of speed and appeared in front of Helen and slashed at her. The woman bared her teeth when his claws cut into her skin, but the cloak healed any damage dealt to her.

Then she was grabbed by the head. With a roar Rigardo slammed her down onto the ground, head first where a resounding crack echoed through the air, before tossing her limp body through one of the buildings.

“HELEN!!!” A horrified Deneve screamed, before she choked when Rigardo appeared before her. The woman raised her claymore to block the first several slashes, but eventually the lion-like awakened broke through her defense.

He backhanded her away and turned to face an enraged Clare, who roared in anger for her friend. Rigardo narrowed his eyes at her before he vanished in a blur of speed; Flora immediately jumped up and backflipped over Rigardo when he appeared behind her with an immediate swipe. His elongated claws missed her midsection by mere inches.

He vanished as the ground beneath him was cut to pieces. Courtesy of the Windcutter. When she landed Rigardo reappeared in front of her again; she had barely any time to react when his claw poked her on the forehead and swiped down.

Instead of splitting her in half down the middle, from head to groin like he’d intended however, he only left a deep gash. The woman still fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes, with the crimson aura around her body vanishing along with her yoki. To add insult to injury, he punted her aside, much like one would do to a football.

In a blur of speed Rigardo disappeared from his spot, just before an enraged Clare and Lily could bring their claymores down on his head.

He appeared before Undine, grabbing the startled muscular woman by the arms. Then he brought his knee back, and slammed it home in her groin throwing her several metres in the air. When she came back down Rigardo grabbed her by the throat before she could land.

With a menacing growl Rigardo reared his head back and headbutted her. Just as Undine landed flat on her ass, Zelda charged in to protect her captain, only to receive a savage backhand for her troubles.

Using the resulting momentum, she spun around and delivered a pommel strike to his gut. Then, she felt something enter her own and collapsed in a heap as the five claws exited her torso. The gashes were too shallow for Rigardo’s liking, especially as payback for that unrefined maneuver of hers, but it got the job done as her cloak and yoki vanished.

With one annoyance out of the way the lion went after Undine once more. The No. 11 was back on her feet, when she felt it. A pain-filled gasp as five pairs of claws dug into her stomach.

With a growl Rigardo lifted her off her feet and above his head. Then he swiftly brought her down head-first to the solid stone floor. A spray of blood covered the floor as he withdraw his claws in the harshest manner possible - giving the muscular woman several deep gashes that were rapidly healing.

Not on his watch!

With a roar the Silver-Eyed lion grabbed the woman by the throat and the two disappeared. Much to the worry of her team and everyone else. They looked up, just in time to see her getting cut from shoulder to hip. Rigardo landed on his haunches with a limp, bleeding Undine falling behind him - only for him to turn around and roundhouse kick her into the wall of a house on the opposite end of the battlefield.

Three leaders taken out, two more to go.

Rigardo grinned menacingly at the hybrids when two awakened beings landed behind him. Some backup - finally! Not as many as he wanted, but considering the circumstances he’ll take what he can get.

“Oh, shit!” one of the women cursed aloud.

Both awakened beings were menacing looking. The one to the left of the Silver-Eyed lion was a giant, three-headed female with a series of tentacles sprouting from her arms. The one to his right was a humanoid male, with a series of metal-like plated armour covering his body. His arms formed two largely oversized blades.

As if a signal had been given, both Awakened Beings engaged the hybrids.

With them distracted, The Silver-Eyed lion went back into the fray.

He quickly spotted Jean and her team, fighting the three-headed female awakened. Narrowing his eyes he vanished once more in a blur of pure speed and reappeared in front of her. Before he could attack, the anthro-lion was interrupted by a few of her team plus one more. Clare charged in with her sword held high and tried to decapitate him while Natalie and Eliza went for his legs.

Rigardo, however, easily punted Eliza, before stretching his arms out to Natalie and Clare.

“Look out!” the latter yelled, easily evading the blades. The former was not so lucky, though.

Natalie coughed up blood, collapsing in a heap as his blades left her body. Her yoki and cloak vanished as a pool of blood spread beneath her prone form.

Rigardo looked at Clare with mild interest. “Interesting… Most people are cut down before they even see my attack coming.” Then, he swiftly evaded as Miria popped out of nowhere and tried again to cut him down, only for him to vanish from sight.

He reappeared on the roof of a building and found his back up were engaging several teams. With him removing three of the captains and some others, they didn’t have as much trouble engaging them than they would have.

He decided to employ some hit and run attacks while they were distracted. He vanished from the roof in a burst of speed. Seeing as they had those auras around them like armour, maybe if he focused yoki into his attacks then it would be more effective?

It was quick and sudden. Lily was the first one to fall - seeing when she was busy engaging the enemy. Rigardo appeared behind her, and rammed his fist through her heart. Her aura and yoki disappeared the moment he done that, and the lion pulled his fist from her bloodied torso.

She was dead before she hit the ground.

Wendy was next; Rigardo appeared in front of her and upper cutted his claws up through her chin and into her brain.

He was quick to get out of there when the surviving members of their team retaliated. Clare was furious, as she was glaring at him with such hatred in her eyes.

Claudia was impaled through the torso by the bladed Awakened Being when she was distracted. She was cut in half from the torso up. Courtesy of said Awakened Being who dragged his blade arm up and through her head.

Diana, meanwhile, fell victim to a sneak attack by the three-headed one - grabbed by the ankle and flung through the roof and several floors of a nearby building.

While she was at it, said Awakened had one tentacle wrapped around Juliana’s neck and reveled in watching her slowly choke to death while grabbing Matilda with two more and ripping her in half.

Deneve and Clare wailed in unadulterated rage as they ganged up on her. Clare’s quick Sword did most of the work before the three-headed one knew what happened. But, by the time Deneve was able to extract Juliana from her grasp, it was too late.

With a trembling hand, the short-haired woman closed her comrade’s eyes.

While certainly maimed, the awakened was unfortunately still alive and lashed out at the women, but they dodged her attack quite readily. She was shredded to pieces for her troubles.

Karla leapt away from the blade that threatened to bisect her. She only had time to widen her eyes when she felt a clawed hand press down on her scalp. She twitched as Rigardo drove his fingers through the top of her skull and into her brain. When he removed his claws he spartan kicked the woman to the ground, and took grim satisfaction as she slid across the ground.

He looked to the side and saw Jean; he narrowed his eyes at her before he vanished from his spot.

To Clare’s horror, he reappeared behind Jean and brought in his claws with the intention of beheading her!

“JEAN!”

The No. 9 flinched, feeling the massive amount of yoki behind her and subconsciously poured her yoki into the seal.

“Grrr!”

Jean quickly turned around and recoiled when she saw how close his yoki enhanced claw was to taking her head off. The only thing stopping that attack from connecting was her lover’s hand tightly clamping down on Rigardo’s wrist. And he shot the coldest glare she had ever seen at the feline Awakened.

And when he showed up, everyone stopped.

There was something in the air. A pressure that weighed on their shoulders.

The blond was different. Everyone could see that. Before he was friendly and cheerful, but now Naruto was so angry and full of rage it honestly took everyone by surprise.

Rigardo immediately distanced himself from Naruto when the blond released his wrist. He stared at him warily. He could feel the amount of yoki emitting from this seemingly normal boy, but it was enough to give him pause and not much else.

Strangely, the boy’s yoki was familiar to him; the anthropomorphic lion did not know why however. Then, the ground and sky switched places several times and there was a loud “gong” as Rigardo slammed into one of the local cathedral’s bells.

With that fucker out of his way for the moment, Naruto took note of his surroundings. Seeing Natalie face-down in her own blood nearly made him go berserk, right then and there, the women present flinching at the sheer malice they felt coming off of him in waves. But, then, he took a calming breath and placed his hands in a very familiar seal.

A massive poof of smoke appeared in the courtyard and dozens of clones sprung forth, each one scooping up the nearest woman to him, alive, unconscious and dead - as well as their swords - before vanishing from sight. Riful and Ophelia were taken away as well; he didn’t want them to get caught in this mess.

Rigardo reappeared behind Naruto and brought his claws in to impale the blond. Naruto nonchalantly side stepped to the left, before grabbing at the arm and shoulder tossing the SIlver-Eyed lion to the ground in front of him.

The bladed-armed awakened jumped in front of him, bringing his swords down on the blond. However, he effortlessly caught them and the male awakened’s eyes almost bugged out of his head when he saw they didn’t even break skin!

Naruto scowled, brought up his foot and kicked him. The force behind the kick and the grip the blond had on the awakened’s arms had left said awakened armless. It didn’t get a chance to do much else when Naruto gave him his arms back.

By throwing them.

Like a javelin.

The result was messy. It was impaled in the head and torso and the bladed arms kept going through it before it ended up in the town’s wall a ways away behind it.

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Further south, in a makeshift campsite where Luciela and Rafaela were staying, the sisters in question jumped at the sight of so many Naruto's suddenly appearing around them - each carrying a woman in one state or another of utterly fucked up. Some were obvious corpses, Rafaela noted solemnly.

Riful and Ophelia shifted back to human form and the clones checked out their respective charge for injuries and the like.

Those he confirmed as dead were lined up in a row to the side, one by one… one in particular, however, resulted in everyone, even Riful being immediately floored by the sheer wave of malice ant outright hate that suddenly permeated the air around them.

With a heavy heart, the clone radiating ill intent placed the corpse of a dear, though short-lived lover alongside those of Matilda and Wendy, before dispelling to let the boss know what happened to her.

“...The boss is going to be really pissed off about this.” one of the other clones warned them.

Then, just like the day before, everyone among the surviving warriors was sent into a panic as a massive discharge of yoki flooded the continent. This wasn’t that of Naruto’s Four-Tails Version 2, though; no… it was bigger...and much, much angrier. Again, even Riful was floored and now trembling at the sheer potency and malice she felt from literal miles away.

“W-What is that?” Clare shakingly asked.

“The Nine-Tailed Cloak,” one of the clones said ominously. “This one’s a version he just recently mastered. It’s basically the complete version of that Four-Tailed one. Only, well, bigger.”

“How much bigger?” an alarmed Miria asked.

“You all how how big Riful was when she transformed? The Nine-Tailed Cloak is a lot bigger than that.”

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Seconds ago, back in Pieta, Naruto sent Rigardo flying with a savage uppercut, resulting in a second gong, as the awakened found his cranium making contact with the church same bell, yet again. A few of the lion’s friends also joined in, having been freed up of their previous opponents.

But, then, everything went to hell as Naruto received a flood of memories from a recently-dispelled shadow clone. He went wide-eyed, before his eyes narrowed in an ice cold glare. Just like that, no one moved a muscle as the sheer hatred they felt in the air made it hard to breathe, let alone anything else. Then, the most massive yoki surge any of them had ever felt flooded the continent as the blond seemed to… awaken?

First, a series of nine tails sprouted from his spine, extending to many times his side, then, his legs and torso morphed and enlarged, followed by his arms and head. Before any among the Awakened Army knew what happened, a colossal, nine-tailed fox towered head and shoulders over even the tallest among them.

Like a rat before a snake, none of the awakened in the town could do anything but stare in shock and awe. "Normally, I'm a laid back kind of guy.” said creature stated. Then, its expression became dead serious. “Not many things manage to piss me off. But those that do don't long enough to regret it!"

With that said, a small series of little, black balls started accumulating and gathering before his face. The ball, literally as big as a house, then shrank - the force of this energy’s condensation resulted in everything within ten meters being flattened, except for the frightening beast who then snatched the horse-sized ball in his jaws.

They wanted to run… Every last awakened in the town could feel that they had just unknowingly stepped into the gates of hell, that they would die if they didn’t run. But they couldn’t move! Two of them fell over, having literally died of fright, before they could actually see what had inexplicably terrified them so.

And then, the fox opened his jaws, yelling, “NOW, DIE! BIJUUDAMA!”

No one on the continent was prepared for the blast that could be felt throughout… none of them could be.

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Seconds ago, farther in the North, Isley, the White SIlver King, felt the massive surge of yoki and the malice it contained. By the twin goddesses of Love, it was bigger than anything he’d ever sensed! The One-Horned Monster’s yoki was like a child compared to this!

Then he saw the colossal Nine-Tailed Fox suddenly appear in the town of Pieta.

Oh… fuck. The damn thing was huge! You could literally see it coming a few miles away! Was this damn Awakened bigger than a mountain?!"Normally, I'm a laid back kind of guy.” Isley heard the Awakened calmly say; god, he can hear him all the way here?! Then it became deadly serious. “Not many things manage to piss me off. But those that do don't long enough to regret it!"

Then Isley went stiff as he felt another build up of yoki. There was more?! He could see it physically manifest in front of the Awakened’s mouth, then shrink, before he took it into his mouth.

Then he watched him opening his mouth, bellowing, “NOW, DIE! BIJUUDAMA!”

Then, the explosion came. The shockwave knocked Isley off his horse and flat on his ass with an undignified thud. “What the holy hell was that?!” Generally speaking, Isley was quite the calm and collected man. Nothing really got to him, for the most part. But even he had his limits, and seeing something like this for the first time was bound to have an effect on him.

He looked to his left and found his… ‘consort’ in all but name, off her own horse and in the snow on her rear end as well. She was staring at the resulting explosion in wide-eyed awed fascination.

Understandable, considering she never saw something of this magnitude.

He wasn’t expecting someone to answer him however.

“That would be the boss wiping out your so called ‘army’, White Silver King.”

Both Isley and Priscilla quickly looked in the direction the voice came from. A teenage boy, around Priscilla’s age was standing there at arms length. The man blinked at the boy, asking, “‘the boss’, you say?”

“I’m a clone of his. A copy.” he replied. “And before any of you get any ‘smart’ ideas, I have half of his power and I can use all of the abilities the original has.” he looked at them with a dead, serious expression. “That includes transforming into that giant fox you both see ahead of you.”

“I see,” Isley replied. “I take it you’re here to deliver a message, then?”

“Well… here’s the thing - quite a few people, all of them being ‘silver eyed witches’ mind you, were lovers of the boss…” A bubbling crimson cloak with three tails manifested over the clone. Making the whiskers more pronounced, his nails to lengthen into claws, and his canines to grow and his eyes became a crimson red with a vertical slit that reminded him of a fox. “You get what I’m saying… dead meat?”

The King of the North was many things, but he was no fool. Clearly, he had just inadvertently provoked something many times as terrifying as his consort. “...Yes.” What more could he say in this situation?! “I will make it a distinct point to refrain from antagonizing you further.”

“I’m afraid it’s far, far too late for that.” the clone grimly drawled; much to Isley’s profound displeasure. Then, the bubbling red cloak dispersed and all his features turned back to normal. The clone shrugged nonchalantly. “But, I’m a reasonable person. It’s the boss that wants both of your heads on a platter.”

Priscilla blinked and cocked her head. Had Naruto - and the clone, by extension - been in a better mood, he’d have found that rather cute.

Isley, on the other hand, was white as a sheet.

“To drive home how utterly fucked you are, the boss is capable of taking on tens of thousands of super powered beings - beings who are capable of reshaping landscapes and win.”

After that display, he was unusually inclined to believe such a claim.

“Um… Why is he angry with me?” Priscilla asked.

“By association with this idiot.” the clone replied, jerking a thumb at said idiot. “Unless your awakened form is of a purple, winged, one-horned humanoid. Then, it’s because two of the boss’s lovers have an axe to grind with you; but, that’s only if you have said form of course.”

Well, that wasn’t good news, Isley realised. As if he needed more reasons be alarmed…

“I can assure you that I am no fool,” Isley stated calmly, attempting to diffuse the situation. “Had I known that your… boss had lovers who could have been potentially hurt in my campaign, we’d have simply gone around and not engaged.”

“In your defense, you didn’t know. I get that…” the clone paused, and looked ahead to stare at the large mushroom cloud that was once Pieta. “...but I gotta ask: how long were you building up this army? Were you even watching what happened yesterday?”

“Some time,” Isley stated. “However, my men were under strict orders not to provoke the source of that yoki, if they found it.”

“That source of yoki, as you found out by now, was me. I’m honestly surprised you sensed one of my weaker transformations this far out.” the clone looked at him again, “You must have realised something was wrong? The source of yoki didn’t attack the hybrids. That must’ve told you something.”

Isley shrugged. “It’s not unheard of for an Awakened to simply keep to themselves unless they’re attacked.” he pointed out. “We had simply assumed you were one such case.”

The clone scoffed, “You assumed wrong. And I’m not an awakened by the way. I’m one-hundred-percent human - a unique one, mind you, but human.”

“I see…” Isley replied. Internally, he was wondering how the hell a human could attain such power - let alone at such a young age. Unique, indeed…

Then the clone gave the awakened beings a big grin. “Oh by the way, whenever a clone dispels itself their memories go back to the original.” he looked at Priscilla and pointed at her, “You might get spared by the boss, because you’re cute.”

Priscilla blinked, bewildered. “Uh…”

“Bye, now.” and with that the clone dispersed itself.

Suddenly, the fox’s head snapped in their direction and heard the him yell in the distance.

“ISLEY!!! YOUR ASS IS MINE! COME SOUTH AND I WILL KILL YOU!!!”

...Needless to say, the man in question opted not to go south, for now.

----

A few moments later, several women were still a bit shaken as Naruto returned. He couldn’t blame them, to be honest, as he plopped down before the seven women confirmed to be dead.and started scribbling something in a scroll of his.

Miria, unable to help herself, cautiously approached, asking, “so… what are you doing?”

Naruto didn’t look up from what he was doing, but replied politely, nonetheless. “Preparing to store their bodies away so we can find a better place to bury them than a random-ass campsite in the woods.” He explained. “You mind getting their swords for me?”

“Very well,” she said slowly. The commander hadn’t the foggiest clue as to how doodling in a scroll would help him prepare to store their dead, but figured she’d see soon enough. This man was nothing if not full of surprises, after all.

Miria got the swords of the fallen one by one and placed them beside their former owners. Then she and the others waited to see what the blond was going to do next.

Naruto unfurled the scroll so that there was an odd drawing at t the feet of each corpse. Each one was quite elaborate - some manner of abstract circular array of symbols the women had never seen before. Then, Naruto spoke up. “These are storage seals,” he explained, then he took a moment to think about how to properly elaborate. “Simply put, they will place our friends here and their swords in a pocket dimension that… acts like a storehouse, I guess, where they will be preserved until we find a more suitable place to bury them. Once we do, I’ll summon them back to this world.”

Then, Naruto went through a series of hand seals, and slammed his hands down with a shout of “Fuin!”

Immediately, the women’s remains and their swords went op in smoke with a “poof” as the clouds were seemingly sucked into the drawings, which then changed, the kanji for “friend” appearing in the center of each. Once that was done, he rolled up the scroll, tucked it away, and took a look at the crowd, most notably the women being treated by his clones.

Flora was in especially bad shape. And thanks to the deep gash Rigardo gave to her from head to groin her bodysuit was ruined. She was going to take a while to heal up, so moving her would be ill advised until she was at least more stable. Same went for Helen and Undine. Though the former was in much better shape. Naruto sighed tiredly with a shrug. “I guess your job is done? If anyone wants to go back or whatever, feel free to do so. If you don’t however, then you can stay with me. I’ll provide whatever you need, including protection from the Organization if you need it, even if you’re not one of my lovers.” He then stretched. “For now, I need to rest… I’ve been through a lot, all things considered.”

With that, he walked off to a little tent he’d had Rafaela set up earlier and slipped into it. Riful followed him in without a word, seeking to comfort her lover, as he clearly needed it, while Ophelia and Luciela took it upon themselves to keep watch.

It was then that Miria realized she was in the presence of another Abyssal. Needless to say, she and a few others suddenly felt a bit nervous about that.

“Uh…”

Luciela blinked and looked at them, then gave them an amused smile at their well warranted nervousness.

“Don’t worry; I won’t bite. Well… unless you actively try to piss me off.” she paused, musing thoughtfully, “...or my mate tells me to.” she started giggling girlishly, much to the embarrassment of her younger sister. “Oh… how kinky of me. I wonder if Naruto-Sama would be up for that later on?”

“Will you behave?” Rafaela groaned, whiningly and pleadingly. “Seriously, it’s like you’re a completely different person ever since he fucked you.”

Luciela shrugged. “What can I say? I really needed to get laid...” Then, she went back to keeping watch, amusedly noting the abundance of suddenly-flustered women. “Seems a few others need it, too~”

“Luciela!” her sister growled. “There’s a time and place for that, but it’s not now.”

Said ginger shrugged. “Alright, alright, I’ll go back to keeping watch.”

Rafaela exhaled in relief only for her eye to twitch when one of the hybrids, Cynthia if her memory was correct, said in embarrassment and utter bewilderment.

“Naruto fucked Luciela of the South?!?” Immediately after saying that, the pigtailed girl slapped her hands on her mouth and turned beet red, unable to believe she’d actually said that.

Said Abyssal just laughed at the utter perplexment she could feel in the No. 14’s voice.

----

The next day, the organization was having a shit fit. Not only did they lose 24 of their warriors in one night, but according to their newly-graduated trainee, Renee, the bulk of them were with this boy, Galatea went missing, Rafaela and Ophelia were on his side, too, and Luciela of the motherfucking South was traveling with them, as well!

Including the losses of Eva and her unit, that was a total of 34, thirty-fucking-four lost over the course of two weeks! To make matters worse, most of them were defects! This Naruto was proving to be quite the thorn in their collective ass; something had to be done about him!

“How troublesome,” Rimuto muttered, “This boy will undoubtedly be our downfall, should he not be promptly dealt with. Would you happen to have any ideas, Dae?”

Day, a hooded man whose face was half-missing, crossed his arms and hummed in contemplation. “Alicia and Beth are simply not ready to deal with someone of his caliber,” he replied. “They’re only ninety-percent complete to deal with the Abyssal Ones, and even then, the fact that two of them have teamed up - with the boy, no less - would mean that sending them off against him is nothing short of suicide. For all we know, he might somehow manage to seduce them, as well - just to add insult to injury. Quite the troubling conundrum, to be sure. Any idea where he came from? He is clearly not of this continent.”

“He is not from the mainland. That much I know.” Rimuto answered, “We would have either won or lost this war with the Dragonkin, otherwise.”

Dae scowled as best he could with only half a pair of lips. “Perhaps there is another continent, farther out? He has to be from somewhere! Possibly with enemies we could bribe? If he’s not from the mainland then this boy is clearly a long way from home.”

The leader of the Organization grew a thoughtful frown, one that did not go unnoticed by the others.

“Something on your mind, Rimuto?” Rubel asked.

“...To the West, there is another continent that is inhabited.” the man replied, lacing his fingers. “We never did make contact with the locals, however.”

The handlers all exchanged looks of surprise, this was the first time they had ever heard of this!

“Why was this not brought to our attention sooner?” Orsay demanded; the mere idea there was another continent and they didn’t even know about it infuriated him!

“Because, you were not eligible to know.” the man bluntly answered. “Neither of you were. But… if my suspicions of this ‘Ladykiller Naruto’ being from that continent are true…”

“What can you tell us about this continent? Surely the Mainland must’ve sent a reconnaissance party over there?”

“As I’ve said,” Rimuto replied, “We have yet to make contact with them. The recon team we sent to the less-populated northern regions were constantly stalked by men and women in odd clothing and porcelain masks. Seeing as how they seemed unfriendly, we decided to leave them be, as the Dragonkin were a troublesome enough enemy on their own.” The leader then sighed. “But, desperate times call for desperate measures. We should send an envoy to try and make contact with them. Perhaps, those in the southern areas would be more… talkative.”

----

Two weeks later, on a scenic cliff just north of Nile Village, seven bodies covered in tarps lay before Naruto and his many traveling companions as his clones dug their graves.

This would do, quite nicely; he’d have to reward Luciela later for recommending this place. It was quite pretty, after all. Off to the side, there was a delta with four nice waterfalls and there were several beautiful patches of wild flowers peppered throughout the lightly-wooded area. The cliff itself faced westward, allowing for a nice view of the setting sun and the area always had roughly the same, tropical weather year-round.

Naruto smiled a sad smile. It would do quite nicely, indeed…

Once the clones were done, Naruto started placing the girls in, one by one. First, Claudia to the left, then Juliana to the right. Then, he did the same for Wendy and Matilda, respectively; then Lily and Karla… Finally, Naruto winced as he personally scooped up Natalie and gently placed her in the center.

It hurt… Not even twelve hours, and their short-lived relationship ended in tragedy. Still, he had to thank Miria for that scheme of hers. He’d have lost more lovers had it not been for her. Then, he placed a red rose on her corpse and buried the women. As per tradition, the women’s swords were placed upon their graves as markers.

Looking over his shoulder, one last time at Natalie’s grave, Naruto gave her a sad smile. “I’ll see you on the other side, Natalie. Rest in peace.” With that, he turned and walked away as the other girls paid respect to their fallen comrades.

A melancholy thirty minutes later, Jean hugged her man tight. He smiled appreciatively and rubbed her back, as they both needed the comforting. Try as he might to tell her that she wasn’t to blame, Jean kept beating herself up over “being a bad captain” because Natalie had died trying to protect her. Still, she was starting to feel better; saying goodbye to her teammate seemed to bring her at least some closure.

While it still hurt, she’d get over it… eventually.

Naruto let out a tired sigh as he and his allies traveled down the path to Nile Village. “Any ideas about what to do next?” he asked, making a mental note to check on Riful. Damn girl had been getting rather cranky, as of late. He wondered why that was…? Maybe he needed to give her some more nookie time?

She did seem to get jealous around Luciela, but the two did well to avoid each other, so that seemed unlikely to be the cause. She also complained a lot about getting hungry, as of late.

“Kit, you are denser than a box of rocks, some times,” Kurama muttered. “Can’t you smell it? You do have enhanced senses, after all.”

“Smell what?”

“The same scent that came off Jean when you met back up with her in Pieta.”

Naruto paused in mid-step. “...Holy shit, Riful is pregnant!” he shouted in realization, before running off to look for her. A woman was already scary enough when expecting - one who ate people and was capable of singlehandedly razing villages to the ground, however, was... not to be left alone, to say the least!

Meanwhile, back with the girls, Miria… had never been so terrified in her life. Nevermind the fact that she’d never heard of an Awakened becoming pregnant; they never grouped up, really, so that came as no surprise. But the fact that they could conceive spelled all sorts of trouble for humanity.

“...Why do I get the feeling he just inadvertently got us all killed?” Helen flatly questioned no one in particular.

Jean and Clare exchanged a glance and ran after the blond in question, while Eliza, Emilia, and Diana started feeling a bit worried as well. However they stayed with the others. They weren’t as confident in being next to a possibly cranky Riful.

“S-Should we follow?” Yuma asked.

“That… is an excellent question,” Tabitha replied.

“Raise your hand if you’re all for following, but at a running distance?” Undine suddenly asked everyone; she was brave, but not stupid. Checking on the situation at least would be advised, however.

Flora raised hers. “A wise course of action, I think.” not to mention she owed Naruto her life. Literally; his cloak saved her from getting cleaved in twain back in Pieta. Furthermore, she’d have bled out, had it not been for his healing. The least she can do is check on him. And… relieve his stress… if he needed it... yeah.

Cynthia also felt inclined to help - more due to her kind heart than anything, though the crush she was developing was certainly a factor, at the very least. “I’ll go, too,” she said, raising her hand.

Veronica also raised hers, seeing Cynthia’s real intentions from a mile away. Best make sure the girl didn’t do something reckless. “Same, here.”

Deneve and Helen raised their hands - the latter inclined to join the fun as usual, the former being practically glued to her hip. Seeing the safety in numbers, Eliza, Emilia, and Diana raised their hands as well, followed by Zelda, Pamela and Queenie.

After that, Miria was notably surprised as everyone essentially volunteered - even the timid Yuma joined in, and though she hadn’t raised her hand, Tabitha looked at her expectantly. If her captain was going, so was she and Miria knew it. “Very well, then,” the former Number 6 said. “Let’s keep tabs on the situation. If Riful starts getting out of control, we should at least try and evacuate the village.”

Five minutes and a brief sound of combat later, the women who’d followed at a much slower and more cautious pace were treated to quite the sight. Poor Rafaela lay face-down, ass up and utterly looking like hell as Luciela, Jean, and Clare fussed over an equally-disheveled, but still conscious Naruto cradling Riful.

The Abyssal loli was out cold, as well, and no less than three surrounding buildings had been wrecked. Off in the distance were several awestruck and terrified onlookers, clearly scared as fuck of the “little girl” in Naruto’s arms.

Fortunately, there were no casualties from whatever the fuck had just happened.

“What the hell happened here?” a bewildered, wide eyed Miria asked.

“Riful didn’t take the news rather well…” Naruto made a face before spitting out blood, who knew the loli could hit so hard? “I think she had a panic attack, which led to… well… this.”

“She seems to have fainted,” Luciela added, visibly relieved. “Hate to admit it, but the little bitch can be scary, when she feels like it.”

“You have no idea,” Jean muttered. What Riful had put her through was still giving the former Number 9 no shortage of nightmares. How she recovered from that with the help of Clare was nothing short of a miracle.

Eliza ran forth and asked Jean, “is he going to be okay?”

“Our man can take quite a beating,” she replied, “he’ll be fine.”

“She’s telling the truth.” Naruto told the worried Eliza with an amused chuckle, “I’ve had a fist shoved through my chest and out my back, twice... as well as a broken neck. Been lit ablaze, impaled, beaten within an inch of my life. Had my skin burnt off and regrown several times. My hands impaled, and I almost did die at one point...” he frowned thoughtfully, “Now that I think of it, how the hell am I still alive?”

Eliza, Jean and Clare didn’t feel very comfortable hearing that. The poor man! No wonder he left home...

Undine shifted uncomfortably, as well... but for entirely different reasons, as she tried very hard not to openly drool over such badass claims.

"I see..." Miria muttered. All of them sounded painful. She had been unfortunate enough to have had her limbs cut off during her early ventures as a warrior, so she can relate somewhat. But she never had someone shove their fist through her ribcage before. “So… what now?”

“Well, that’s up to you.” Naruto told the former warrior of the Organization. “It’s been two weeks and I didn’t hear your decision on what you’re all going to do.”

“I’d personally rather discuss that in private,” she replied with a shrug. Surely, this boy would be quite helpful in bringing down the Organization, but she needed to be sure he was on her side. “Either way, I’m with you, for the time being.”

“Then, so am I,” Tabitha inserted, stepping forth next to Miria.

Helen and Deneve stepped forth as well, joining the smaller group of girls surrounding Naruto. Their decision was abundantly clear. Flora followed suit, saying, “I owe you my life, twice over. Feel free to do with me as you will.”

The blond blushed. “Uh… thanks?” He suddenly felt a bit awkward. “You don’t have to go that far. The fact that you’re grateful is enough for me.”

The wavy-haired woman smiled, only encouraged by his kindness. “I know I don’t. But I want to.”

Miria’s eye twitched at the blatant offer Flora was giving the boy. “E-either way, I’m sure we’re all with you for the time being. If we try to leave, it’s only a matter of time before the Organization hunts us down as defectors.”

“In other words - you’re using me as a meat shield.” at the accusation in his tone towards her, Miria grew alarmed and was about to reassure him she wasn’t doing that - even though she totally was, only for him to shrug with a look of total indifference. “Meh. You’re not the first person to do that. Certainly won’t be the last. Certainly sick of it, but what can I do?” Then, he gave her an evil grin. “You are one of the sexier ones to do it, though.” Then, he chuckled heartily at her expression. “Damn, I needed that. But seriously though, it’s fine. Just make sure to get along and pull your weight. We have a lot of people to keep track of, now, and a few of them are pregnant, so food, shelter and protection are gonna be essential.”

Miria nodded as she agreed wholeheartedly with that. She was also relieved the male didn’t mind her using him as a… meat shield against the Organization. But, still… “We, you say?” He did seem to emphasise the word for a reason...

“You’re a good leader and tactician,” Naruto clarified, “you’re also better with logistics than I am; hell I suck at it. My battle plan is pretty much always hit them until they die. Hasn’t killed me yet, but I know how useful having a good strategist or economist on board can be.” Then he gave her an impish grin. “I’m your meat shield, you’re my secretary: that a reasonable trade-off?”

The blonde could have done without it being worded so crudely, but nodded. “Very well… I’m not required to call you Naruto-Sama, am I?”

“Not unless you want to,” Naruto chuckled. “I’m not that mean.”

Miria sighed in relief.

Flora, however, giggled. “So, where to, Naruto-Sama?”

Said blond raised an eyebrow at her. So, she was a playful one, eh? Interesting... “Finding a place to stay is our first priority. Riful needs to rest after the shock I gave her and Rafaela’s gonna need a room, as well.”

With that, he lifted Riful up into a bridal carry and was off to find an inn - Luciela following him after scooping up Rafaela.

----

Two days later in Nile Village, several of the girls milled about in the bazaar, assigned by Miria to fetch themselves some clothing so they could blend in better. Among them was Cynthia, as she found herself a nice leather getup with a leotard, a long-sleeve tunic and thigh-high boots, chosen specifically to complement her most outstanding… assets and see what kind of reactions she could get out of Naruto. But, that would be for later. Now, she needed something with a bit more… oomf to it, if her plans for tonight were to succeed.

Out of her colleagues, she had one of the fattest coin purses, due to being fairly successful and pragmatic as a Warrior of the Organization. That said, it was time to finally make use of her earnings.

Fighting back the urge to blush like a schoolgirl, Cynthia took a calming breath and headed into a small back alley to find a store with more… questionably attire. Oh, she couldn’t believe she was doing this, but she wanted him! There was no point in pussy-footing about it, now. After more than two weeks of turning red as a beetroot, the kindhearted former warrior finally mustered up the guts to admit it and try something she’d never imagined herself doing.

There was the ring of a bell above the door as she entered, and a large, middle-aged man answered, ”hello, can I… help… you?” Well this was unexpected. Never before had the man thought he’d see a silver-eyed witch in his store - a cute one with pigtails, at that.

Cynthia smiled politely. “Y-yes… There’s a man I like, b-but I’m horribly shy. Would you mind helping me find... something that’ll do the talking for me?”

The man blinked owlishly, but smiled and nodded. This was unexpected, indeed, but he wasn’t about to turn down a customer. “This way, young lady, I’ll take your measurements and see what we have available in your size.”

A few minutes later, and Cynthia’s cheeks were every bit as red as her outfit. But, she liked it.

The getup was a dark, red velvet corset dress, decorated in black lace, with a short, frilly, black skirt. She had matching, bicep-length gloves and garters with a pair of black slippers and a red velvet, hooded cape to go with it. Finally, to complement her natural beauty, she wore some red lipstick and black eyeshadow, and her pigtails were now bound in black, lacey bows.

It was so scandalous! She couldn’t believe the girl in the mirror was her! Cynthia took a calming breath and smiled. There was no way that… stud would be able to resist her! She bit her lip and fidgeted, her blush intensifying, but she calmed down and gave the storekeeper a gracious smile. “Thank you so much! Here,” she handed him several-dozen bellars - small golden rods, used as currency on this continent. “Keep the rest as a token of my gratitude.”

The man’s eyes nearly popped out of his skull. “A-are you sure?”

“Positive,” she giggled. “No need to worry; the Organization pays us well.”

Granted, she was no longer part of the organisation, but he didn’t need to know that.

“Thank you,” he said, “pleasure doing business with you!”

Meanwhile, back in town, Jean was in the market, looking for some apples… and fish… and chocolate. Damn random-ass cravings were driving her batty! She pressed on with a sigh. Thankfully, it didn’t take her long to find what she needed.

Eventually heading back with her haul, the former Number 9 found herself curiously eyeballing a still-flustered Cynthia bolting out of a nearby back alley, clutching a small satchel like her life depended on it. “Hello, Cynthia,” she greeted.

Said girl nearly jumped a foot in the air with a yelp. “H-hello, Jean. What brings you here?”

“Oh, just heading back,” she answered. “So, what’s in the bag?”

“N-nothing! Just… some clothes.” Oh, she wasn’t fooling anyone with that blush.

Jean giggled. Before leaning in and whispering into the flustered woman’s ear. “For the record, he likes it rough. Don’t hesitate to take charge.”

With that, and a beet red, bug-eyed Cynthia in her wake, Jean was on her merry way. She had her fun... and she was hungry, damn it!

----

At the end of the second day and the sun going down everyone had gotten their new clothes; and then some. Everyone was sharing rooms in groups of four, with the exceptions of the awakened members of their group, as well as Rafaela, Jean, and Clare. The latter editions - especially the awakened members - all have a Naruto clone or two watching them while simultaneously giving them their much needed Naruto-time, though Rafaela also shared a room with her once-long-lost sister.

This allowed the original Naruto to have a room all to himself. So not only would he be able to react quicker if something was wrong - because waking up to finding yourself in a mess of limbs was hell - he would be able to locate where everyone else is in record time. If the situation called for it, that is.

Miria took a soothing breath and steeled herself. She needed to come clean. If Naruto knew why she wanted to oppose the Organization, he would surely help. That, wasn’t what made her so nervous, though. No, what did was the payment she was preparing to offer in exchange. Asking him to do this for free was too much, and he wasn’t interested in money.

No, there was only one thing ‘Lady-Killer’ Naruto was indisputably interested in, and seeing how far he’d go for the women of his… collection, Miria knew that if she was to join, the man would take on the world for her, should the need arise.

But, first, she had to deal with Tabitha. Damn girl was persistent in trying to find out what was bothering her captain. It was noble of her, but Miria didn’t want others getting involved. Now that Queenie and Yuma were out and about, the two of them could discuss her plans in private.

“Look,” Miria said, “I’d rather you not… get tangled up in this. What I intend to do is of my own volition, and… well, quite embarrassing, but it’s something I feel I have to do.”

That only made Tabitha more concerned. “What is it?”

“I’m going to ask Naruto a very big favor.” she answered. “Too big…” Miria blushed, averting her gaze. “I fear that offering myself to him is simply the only payment that will suffice. That’s why I’d rather you not get involved. I simply couldn’t ever ask such a thing of you.”

Tabitha however was appalled - no, not appalled, shocked would be a more accurate term. “W-What?! Why? What kind of favor are you planning to ask for, that you have to offer yourself as payment?” she asked, making sure to keep her voice low as to not disturb anyone else.

“I want his help in taking down the Organization.” Miria answered. “And I fear as I am not part of his… ‘collection’, he would not go out of his way to help to me. And having his help would greatly increase our chances of that happening.”

Now, Tabitha was appalled. Miria wanted to take down the Organization?! Sure, they were all a little bitter from being sent on a suicide mission without their knowledge - they were human, after all, so of course they’d all feel at least some resentment. She looked at her commander, utterly aghast. “I-isn’t that taking it a bit far?! Who’s going to hunt down Yoma without the Organization?”

Miria sighed. “It’s a long story,” She said. “I suppose the best place to start would be the beginning…”

----

About thirty minutes later, Cynthia found a nice place to change into her new dress. Evading Veronica was no easy task, and changing in the room they shared was obviously out of the question, but the pigtailed girl managed quite cheerfully.

Manually suppressing her yoki as best she could, Cynthia then stepped out of the bushes and slunk back into town. Seeing as how there weren’t a whole lot of people out and about at this hour made it a rather simple task to do so without any awkward questions - the same went for slipping back into the inn. The fact that she was no stranger to covert operations, given her rank, also proved quite helpful.

So here she stood, in her new outfit, in front of Naruto’s door. The woman was wracked with nerves as she fidgeted in her spot. Would he like this? What if he turns her away? Does he like it when women are dressed as she is?

So nervous was she, Cynthia didn’t notice there was someone else approaching.

“Trying to seduce him, I see?”

Cynthia jumped at the voice, turning to see Flora standing right next to her with an impish grin.

The woman in question was dressed more casually, decked out in a brown tunic over a short, white dress. She wore a pair of simple slipper and thigh-high stockings and her wavy locks were done up in a cute, little bun.

“Getting cold feet at the last second, I see,” Flora observed. “No need to be nervous. Naruto’s far too kind for you to have anything to worry about.”

Cynthia took a deep breath and calmed her nerves. Damn, this was embarrassing! “I-I know… I’m just too damn shy, I guess.” Then, there was a determined look in her eye as the girl gazed upon the door before her. “Still… I want this! I want him so badly, and nothing’s going to stop me… not this time!”

Flora chuckled as she went behind the plaited haired woman and started rubbing her shoulders. “I wouldn’t mind getting a taste of him myself actually.” she revealed with another chuckle. “If he managed to tame two Abyssal Ones, the entirety of Jean’s team, along with Clare on top of that? He has to be good.”

With the former No. 8 rubbing her shoulders, and whispering those words into her ear, it was no surprise Cynthia started shuddering with pure unadulterated need as she rubbed her thighs together.

Cynthia was about to go and knock on Naruto’s door, only to pull back from doing so at the last second upon hearing the bewildered voice of Miria.

“Cynthia? Flora?” both women looked to their left and found Miria and Tabitha walking over to them. The former having wide eyes as she took in Cynthia’s new… choice in clothes. “Cynthia, what are you wearing… oh.”

Her question turned to a flat, eye-twitching realization when she realised they were in front of Naruto’s door.

She stopped in front of said door with a sigh. “Let me guess, ‘this isn’t what it looks like’?”

Cynthia took a deep breath before looking at her commander with a hardened look. “No, this is what it looks like; I want to fuck Naruto. I’ve wanted to fuck him for the past two weeks!”

Miria was in utter shock. This was… unexpected to say the least.

Before the woman could react, though, Cynthia stepped forward and knocked on Naruto’s door without another word. One could hear a pin drop as the four women awaited the man’s response. Miria had reflexively taken a step back from a combination of shock and well-hidden nervousness.

They heard movements in the room within. Movements that got closer with each passing second. Then the door was abruptly pulled open, and the four women were treated to the sight of a topless Naruto.

The man in question was pretty well-built, as one would expect of a mercenary. While he lacked the bulging muscles, he was certainly athletic and well-toned. The young man also had this large patch of burn scars on his right pectoral muscle, courtesy of Sasuke’s Chidori. His right arm also had this odd scar forming a ring around the bicep and tricep, as if the limb itself had been lost and reattached.

Naruto gave Cynthia a once-over and said with a warm chuckle, “damn, you look sexy in that!”

The girl in question blinked in surprise, and was already beet red by the time her eyes reopened. “Uh… t-thank you,” she said softly. “M-may I… come in?”

“Of course!” he stepped to the side and Cynthia, after giving him a soft peck on the cheek, gracefully walked in. He smiled softly as he touched where her lips were, before looking to Flora, Tabitha and Miria. “You girls need something, as well?”

Miria hesitated, but Flora was all too happy to lean in and give him a peck on the other cheek. “Cynthia could use a coach, I think,” she said playfully. “She’d been wanting this for a while, but needed to muster up the will to ask. May I?”

Truth be told, she’d been intending to do the same as Cynthia, but figured she might as well help the girl as an excuse to see what he was capable of, before getting a taste of it.

Naruto smiled and gestured for her to come in. Then, he looked at Miria and Tabitha, noting that their attire was just as casual as Flora’s.

Miria had her hair in a ponytail with her bangs framing her face, and was decked out in simple, black and white robes with a red sash. Much like Cynthia, she wore just enough makeup to accentuate her natural beauty. Something about that told Naruto there was more to her intentions than what met the eye.

Tabitha was garbed in the same attire, though her hair was done up in a tight bun with a braid wrapped around it. Both she and Miria were also barefoot.

While suspicious of their intentions, Naruto - being the kind person he was - made them the same offer. “Do… you two want to come in as well?”

Miria and Tabitha looked at each other before they looked back at the blond. Taking a deep breath, the former steeled herself. “Yes, please.” she said with a charming smile. She’d already come this far, so there was no backing out, now.

Naruto gestured for them to enter. And enter they did.

Phase A done.

Now it’s time for Phase B.

Cynthia, misinterpreting Miria’s actions as intervention, gave her a dirty look, before steeling herself, marching on over to Naruto, and pouncing on him with a smoldering kiss.

“It would appear she doesn’t need my help, after all,” Flora muttered, “Not that I mind…”

Miria, herself, on the other hand… was taken aback. Apparently, Phase B would have to wait a moment… She looked at Flora and noted how hungry the woman looked. ‘Make that two…’

"What brought this on?" Naruto asked Cynthia with a chuckle, once they separated to breath. Not that he minded, he was just wondering out of legitimate curiosity.

"I won't let her interrupt me!" Cynthia growled with pent up arousal. "I've been waiting for this,” Naruto jumped when he felt the woman boldly grab his cock through his pants, “for two whole weeks!"

"I.. I wasn't going to interrupt you." Miria corrected her, knowing a pent up woman when she saw one. "I just wanted to... talk with him about something."

She was promptly ignored. Be it out of misplaced spite or sheer arousal was uncertain, at the moment…

Well he wasn’t going to turn a potentially important discussion down. Naruto gently pushed Cynthia away much to her irritation. Rather than give up, however, the scantily dressed woman turned around and pressed her rear against his groin, and started rubbing and grinding against the erection that was slowly growing. She also grabbed his hands and forced them upon her breasts while she was at it. The girl was thirsty as fuck - more so than even Jean was, back when he’d first claimed her.

Right… probably best to oblige her, first...

Miria and Tabitha fidgeted at the sight, thoroughly hot and bothered.

Naruto chuckled sheepishly, giving the women an apologetic look. “Whatever you needed to ask may need to wait a moment. I’m gonna be a bit busy, as you can see.”

Biting back her embarrassment, a highly-flustered Miria blurted out, “I need you to help me take down the Organization!”

That got Cynthia to stop as she ripped herself away from Naruto and shrieked, “WHAT?!”

Flora was equally floored as she stared at her commander in shock. “F-forgive me, Miria, but… but… a-are you insane?!”

“Perhaps I am,” she admitted after taking a calming breath. Then, she gave Naruto a serious look. “But, you haven’t seen what I have… what they have done. They need to be stopped, before it’s too late; before more lives are unnecessarily lost.”

Now this seemed familiar to the blond. What is it with these shadowy organisations and their tendency to fuck up the lives of everyone around them? Naruto scowled, crossing his arms. “Please continue. I’m sure we’d all like to know what you mean by that.”

Miria took a deep breath and proceeded to explain just why she wants to take down the very Organization every woman in this room used to work for. “As I told Tabitha, I suppose the best place to start is at the beginning… with the war on the mainland.”

Flora blinked owlishly. “The mainland?”

“This continent is much bigger than anyone here thinks,” Miria explained. “The island we’re on is probably one-fifth the size of the other. But, the Organization had kept the mainland’s existence a well-guarded secret for generations.”

“That would explain why the people here call this place ‘the world’,” Naruto muttered.

Miria’s eyes flickered with hope. “So, that’s where you came from?”

The blond shook his head. “I’m actually from another continent farther west. The people of my village - or city as you would probably classify it - stabbed me in the back one-too-many times so I left, and now I’m here.” he concluded with a forced-nonchalant shrug.

Cynthia frowned empathetically, taking a mental note to dote on him with extra care, once she got the chance.

Flora was flabbergasted at the revelation, but it did explain how he was capable of such seemingly-impossible feats.

Tabitha was equally surprised that Naruto was from some far-away place. While inclined to give Miria the benefit of the doubt, she still had reservations of another land existing out there.

“I see…” Miria muttered. While that didn’t go quite as well as she’d hoped, it still proved to everyone else that there was more out there than this land. “...How long did it take for you to get here?”

“A little less than a year by boat,” Naruto said. “It was a roundabout route, though, because I didn’t know where to go from my continent.” he gave the women a sheepish shrug. “I guess you could say I discovered this place, in a way. Wasn’t on any maps I bought. If I was to head directly back, it would likely take a few months or so...? Don’t quote me on that.”

Miria was thoughtful on that… it actually gave her a little more hope.

Naruto cleared his throat, “What’s happening on this mainland... that is related to you wanting to take down this organisation, I take it?”

Miria nodded. “There is a war going on over there,” she said. “One that’s been raging for centuries. The enemy was winning, so the people on the mainland found this island in secret. The Organization was created several decades after, and then the yoma appeared.”

“Wait…” Naruto gave her an odd look. “...they ‘appeared’? They weren’t discovered? They just showed up?”

“Indeed,” Miria said cryptically. “For all we know the Organization created them, though I have no way to conclusively prove it.”

“Th-that’s crazy!” Flora sputtered.

“Actually, it’s not so crazy.” Naruto countered, “Miria, do you know when the yoma showed up? Was it before or after the Organization came?”

“After,” Miria answered.

Tabitha, Cynthia and Flora all went pale at the implication.

Naruto began to pace back and forth in the room. “So people from the mainland came here to settle. Several decades later, the Organization - who are also from the mainland - come along and the Yoma suddenly showed up out of nowhere? That sounds familiar...”

Miria blinked, the shine in her eyes brightening. “That’s precisely how it came to be.” She confirmed. “No one outside of the Organization knew about them at first, though, so people thought they were formed as a response to this new predator’s existence… at least at first. Eventually, people who remembered what life was like before the yoma died out and with the help of a little propaganda here and there, the newer generations came to believe that the yoma had simply always existed.”

“And then you ‘silver eyed witches’ came along.” Naruto concluded as he stopped his pacing. He looked at Miria and said. “So the question is: if the Organization is responsible for the yoma, then how did they come to be?”

Miria nodded. “That’s not why I want to take down the organization, though… not that suspicion alone, at least.” She gave him a dead serious look. “No… it’s the human experimentation that serves as my real motivation. They’ve been trying to create specialized soldiers who weaponize the process of awakening; people who can do so at will without the ill effects that Riful and the others suffer from. Alicia and Beth, the Organization’s 1 and 2 are the latest result of these experiments.”

Naruto immediately drew comparisons. “It sounds similar to what the people back at home did to create the perfect Jinchuuriki…” he breathed.

“Jinchuu-what now?” Tabitha asked.

“Basically, a demon vessel - a living prison who can harness the power of their charge,” Naruto explained. “That’s what I am. The demon sealed inside me is Kurama, the Nine-Tailed Fox.”

The women in the room blinked owlishly. That… explained a lot, actually.

“Then, you’re familiar with what kind of people the Organization are,” Miria sighed. “And why they must be stopped.”

“I am familiar.” Naruto replied with a nod, “I had to face a shadowy Organization of my own, who wanted to harness Kurama’s power for their own ends. And to do that they had to extract him from me. Doing so would have resulted in my death.” he growled viciously. “I lost my parents to the person leading them.”

Miria gave him an empathetic look. Then, she took a moment to steel herself. “I’m sorry to ask you to deal with another one, but I’d do anything to stop the Organization and their sick plans.” She bit her lip and started undoing her sash. “I know I’m asking much… but I’m willing to go as far as it takes - even as far as to be your slave, if that’s the price I must pay.”

Naruto blinked in surprise as Miria’s robes hit the ground. Then, he just couldn’t help but snicker.

"Is there something funny?" Miria calmly asked him.

Chuckling warmly, Naruto shook his head and he looked at the woman with a smile. "No, it's just... I would have helped you, free of charge.” he revealed, and his smile grew at the look of surprise on the woman’s face. “What? I do have a bone to pick with them. Now more than ever. Plus, I consider you a friend. I always put the needs of my friends before my own."

Miria was… honestly flattered. “Uh… t-thank you.” She blushed heavily and fidgeted, suddenly feeling a bit awkward. Then, just as she was about to say something, Cynthia saw what she was about to do a mile away.

Clinging on to Naruto’s arm, the pigtailed girl spat, “Get in line! I was here first!”

The man in her grasp only let loose another chuckle, as he slipped his arm around her and pulled the girl close. “No need to fight over me,” he said. “I could take you all on at once and then some if I want…” he cleared his throat, smiling sheepishly, before correcting himself. “If I was... given permission to, I guess? The only reason I left you girls alone is because you never offered until now.”

“Ladykiller, indeed,” Flora giggled.

Needing no further motivation, and in no mood to let this drag out any longer, Cynthia pulled him into another kiss, just as deep and heated as the last, as she slowly urged him over to the bed.

Naruto was all too happy to oblige. He followed her cheerfully as he returned the kisses with just as much passion.

Then, when she felt the mattress at the back of her knees, Cynthia sat down and started undoing his pants. When she looked down the girl turned beet red and noted that even at half-mast her man was huge! She bit her lip and cutely looked Naruto in the eye as she started gently stroking him.

Not one to be selfish, Naruto placed a hand on her cheek and showed his appreciation with a series of loving kisses. He moaned into her lips and tried to slip his tongue in. Cynthia opened up and licked his tongue, turning beet red at what they were doing. Then, she started playing with his balls with one hand as she started to slowly lean back, spreading her legs.

Naruto could tell she was urging him down on top of her, but had other plans. He looked her in the eye and gave her a devious grin, before sliding back and lifting her thighs. The blond noted that his newest partner wasn’t wearing any panties under this sexy outfit. Damn, she was naughtier than he though!

Cynthia blushed heavily, wondering what he was up to. Then, her eyes nearly popped out of her skull and she yelped in pleasure as she felt something soft and wet caress her lower lips. Did he just… lick her down there?! She yelped, again. Indeed, he did!

Miria could swear there was steam coming off her cheeks as she marveled at the spectacle. Never in her life had the commander thought she’d get turned on by the sight of a woman receiving the fabled tongue-lashing. But… damn, this man was clearly good at it!

Cynthia bit her knuckle and mewled into it, upon feeling his tongue dancing about her womanly folds. It felt so good! How did it feel so damn good?! She reached down with her other free hand and held Naruto to her crotch. Instinctively she started grinding her hips against his tongue. How would it feel if his tongue was wiggling inside of her vagina? She just had to know!

Naruto chuckled as he grabbed her thighs and used them as leverage to plunge his tongue into her eager cunt, and started frantically lapping at her inner walls. Cynthia’s reaction was immediate: she grabbed him by the hair with both hands and wailed like a whore at the sensations wracking her frame.

Flora’s knees were trembling at the sound. Holy shit, if he was this good at foreplay, she just had to get a taste of the main course!

Tabitha bit her lip fidgeting in place as she gave Cynthia a jealous glare. Damn girl just had to hog him all to herself, didn’t she?

Miria was just as envious, but hid it well. What she couldn’t hide, though was her arousal. She needed to see what this man was capable of, herself… as thanks for agreeing to help her, of course.

The former Number 6 had a bit too much pride to admit that she was getting off on seeing Naruto do this to Cynthia… and that she was just as eager to be in her place.

----

Meanwhile, Veronica was frantically looking for her best friend, after realising the girl hadn’t returned to their room after heading out this afternoon. Jean had assured her that Cynthia was just fine, but the former Number 13 simply wasn’t so sure. Veronica took a calming breath and reached out with her senses. Surely she had to be somewhere!

Then, to her dismay, she found that Cynthia’s yoki was in that man’s room. Damn it, why was she not surprised?! He was the infamous Ladykiller, after all.

Wait a minute… with a frown she focused her senses into his room only.

“Miria? Tabitha? Holy shit, Flora, too?! What are you all doing there!?” She whispered to herself, not wanting to disturb Pamela and Diana’s sleep. Then, Veronica reached out, again, to try and read their emotions, only to be overwhelmed by the sheer about of joy and pleasure Cynthia was radiating.

The jealousy she was feeling from Miria and Tabitha was only slightly less so. She… she had to go over there. For her friend! N-Not because she was curious, or anything! She blushed heavily. Not… not at all!

She got her robe on and marched on over there. Veronica made damn sure to not disturb the two Abyssal Ones, and Ophelia from their sleep. She wasn’t willing to deal with a pregnant, and cranky Riful in fear of her wrath. But she went to the other side of the entire inn within minutes thanks to her pinpointing where the Ladykiller’s room was.

Then she was in front of it… and froze in place at the sound of Cynthia’s orgasmic wail.

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Cynthia’s head was spinning as she reeled at the shockwave of pleasure that shook her to the core. Her eyes rolled back the whole body writhed and her toes curled as her juices gushed all over Naruto's face. Said blond lapped up her girl juices as if it were a fine drink, before he pulled back.

“...Holy shit.” a wide eyed Flora breathed out, astonished by Cynthia being reduced to this state by his tongue alone!

Miria and Tabitha shuddered longingly. "Miria,” the latter whispered breathlessly, “I no longer regret my decision in giving my body to him."

The woman in question could only stare, not even able to respond.

Naruto couldn’t help but chuckle, however. But, he had someone else to focus on at the moment.

The blond then spread Cynthia’s legs as he leaned over her and placed a hand on her cheek. The girl wrapped her arms around him and gave her man a longing kiss. She then ground herself against him, as she felt his bulbous tip rubbing her lower lips. She gasped and moaned at the feel of him splitting her open and sliding smoothly into her tight, dripping, hungry cootch.

She wanted him.. She needed him! Nothing was going to stop her, now! Cynthia hooked her ankles behind Naruto and pulled him in deeper and deeper, shuddering at the feel of his tip kissing her cervix. She felt him bottoming out inside her, his crotch touched her own. She felt so fucking full, so complete, so… satisfied!

Then, slowly but surely, he started to move.

Cynthia’s whole body shivered in utter bliss at the feel of him rubbing every inch of her. The Ladykiller struck again, and she was enjoying every second of it! She was his, now and forever!

Naruto hugged his newest woman close and kissed her over and over as he trust deep and hard, savoring the feel of Cynthia losing her virginity to him. He slowly picked up the pace, reveling in her whimpers as she bounced and rolled her hips to match his accelerating thrusts.

Cynthia was lost to her unadulterated pleasure. She had no idea how something could feel so good, but she didn’t care. All she cared about right now was that he was making her feel so immeasurably good. The girl whimpered, feeling a familiar pressure building up in her loins.

Meanwhile, Naruto’s thrusts were becoming more erratic. He could feel his balls tightening at the feel of taking yet another girl’s innocence. It just felt so damn good, every time! He was deliciously close! “Cynthia…” he groaned. I can’t hold it much longer.”

“DON’T YOU DARE PULL OUT!” the woman beneath him shrieked longingly. Then she let out a pathetic whimper as her whole body shuddered at the thought of his essence tainting her womanly folds. “I want it… I want every last drop!”

Naruto pulled her into another deep kiss, shoving his tongue into her mouth as he grunted in exertion.

Miria, Flora and Tabitha shuddered with lust as they were treated to the sight of Naruto’s balls visible twitching and contracting, pouring his seed deep within Cynthia’s hungry womb. Oh, god, they all wanted to feel what that was like, now!

Cynthia herself mewled in pleasure at the feel of Naruto’s wet heat flooding her core, his seed painted her innards a pearly white, his genes being planted within her as their bodies gave into the beastly instinct to procreate... if only for the moment.

While Naruto was painting her insides white Cynthia lovingly hugged him, nuzzling her cheek against his shoulder.

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Outside, Veronica’s knees trembled at the sounds of Naruto and Cynthia copulating. She simply couldn’t believe they’d gone all the way! Her panties were drenched at the sheer pleasure she’d sensed her best friend being assaulted by and simply couldn’t take it anymore!

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Cynthia groaned in agonizing irritation as someone knocked on the door. She gave her man a pleading look, begging him not to answer.

He was tempted, but then, the knocking soon turned into pounding.

“Sorry, Cyn,” he gave his newest woman a soft peck on the lips, “I gotta answer it.”

The girl in question blushed at the nickname. Then, despite her not wanting him to pull out, she nodded, when the pounding at the door became louder and more frantic. She mewled softly, and reluctantly uncrossed her ankles behind his back when he pulled out of her.

Despite the intrusion, the other three women found their eyes drawn to the soft pattering and blushed heavily at the sheer amount of semen dropping out of their colleague.

With a sigh Naruto did up his pants again went to the door and opened it, only to let out a surprised yelp when a frantically aroused Veronica leapt into his arms and hooked her legs behind his back. At the same time she tried to shove her tongue down his throat.

The blond staggered back and instinctively grabbed her thighs as she ground and rolled her crotch against him.

Cynthia leaned up in surprise and her eyes almost bulged out of their sockets when she realised who the person in Naruto’s arms was.

“V-Veronica?!” What the hell was she doing here? And why was she trying to devour Naruto’s face?! Wasn’t she trying to clam-jam Cynthia for the past two weeks?! What the hell happened?!?

Said woman didn’t seem to hear her, however. Her eyes were closed, and she moaned into Naruto’s mouth when he slowly moved his hands up her thighs to her ass. Then he gave her a harsh slap on the rear that made her realise what she was doing.

Her silver eyes snapped open in shock and she pushed herself away from him, blushing madly as she felt the eyes of her friend, commander and colleagues upon her.

She immediately tried to save face. “U-uh… e-e-erm… t-this isn’t what it looks like!” And failed miserably at it, as well.

Flora grinned impishly, obnoxiously closing the door behind her, “Oh? It certainly looked like you wanted him.” she gestured towards Naruto with her head.

Veronica turned beet red at that, only to blush harder as Naruto placed a hand on her face, lovingly rubbing her cheekbone with his thumb. She mewled and leaned into his hand, her knees nearly buckling on the spot.

Naruto smiled charmingly at her. “I don’t mind having you here, but I have to know if this is what you want.” he told her; he didn’t want to be an ass and take her if she didn’t want it.

Veronica was out of breath. The smile alone had nearly made her swoon. “I… I… Uh…”

“You... what?” Flora urged with a devilish grin.

The newest arrival gave Naruto a heated, determined look, before slipping off her panties and stuffing them in his pants pocket. Then, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissing him anew. She just… couldn’t say it… it was too embarrassing, but by damn, she was going to show it! With that in mind, Veronica shoved her tongue into Naruto’s mouth as she hooked a leg around the man and ground her nude, dripping crotch against him.

Flora giggled, a devious idea coming to mind as she circled around the two like a vulture.

“What are you scheming?” Miria demanded in an accusatory tone.

“Just… fanning the flames,” the former Number 8 replied with a wicked grin. Then, she wrapped her arms around Naruto’s waist and started undoing his pants, while whispering naughty things into his ear. “Looks like you got another one after you, Ladykiller. If I didn’t know any better I’d think you’re trying to fuck all of us hybrids.”

Naruto while he was immensely enjoying the snogging he was receiving from Veronica, the blond had no idea what Flora was talking about. Ladykiller? ...What? That question went to the back burner when he felt the babe behind him reach into his pants to stroke his dick, before pulling it out into the open once more.

“Go ahead,” Frora continued, rubbing the head of his cock against the dripping folds of the woman who wanted him so. Veronica mewled, again, grinding against him and rolling her hips, desperately trying to impale herself upon his mighty spear. “Just look at how pathetically she wants you! Give it to her! Shove it in and make her squeal!”

A shiver went up Naruto’s spine as he subconsciously bucked his hips at just the right moment. Veronica threw her head back and wailed as she felt her chastity torn away - her every inch tainted by a man’s touch in a single motion.

“I never thought I would see Veronica like this…” Tabitha whispered, she wantingly licked her lips and looked to her commander. “Who’s next after her?”

Miria’s whole body trembled. “If I have anything to say about it, that would be me.” The ravenous look in her eye spoke volumes as she watched Naruto lift her colleague up and press her against the door. Then, Miria’s knees buckled at the sound of flesh hitting flesh as he then pounded Veronica like a drum.

Flora giggled at the sight of her commander wanting Naruto so badly. Oh, this was going to be good!

As for Cynthia she couldn’t believe her friend was acting this way. How- how long was she hiding this from her? Why did her friend try and keep her away from him? What the hell was going on?!

As for said friend…

“Oh, gawd!” she moaned into his ear, as her hands lovingly ran over his bare back. “Keep! Fucking! Me! Make me your woman!”

Naruto was all too happy to oblige as his pace doubled, eliciting a happy squeal from his newest woman. “I’m going to enjoy pounding you so hard you’ll be walking funny for a week!” With that last word, his pace suddenly tripled, as Veronica’s eyes rolled back into her skull.

She came right there. Her whole body went stiff as she clung to him like her life depended on it. Her nails dug into his skin and her juices dripped onto the floorboards as her voice got caught in her throat. This feeling was so... overwhelming!

The blond grunted as he felt Veronica’s inner walls squeezing him with all their might. But he powered through the tight vice that was her clamping walls. He smirked at the look on her face, her eyes were rolled to the back of her skull, her mouth was open and her tongue was lolling out. The classic fucked stupid expression. No matter how many times he’s seen it, he’d never get enough of it.

He leaned in and started sucking against her neck, leaving behind a massive hickey to show his mark. Then with one last thrust, Naruto groaned into her neck as he filled her cunt to the brim with his seed.

Veronica moaned aloud at the feel of her womb getting sprayed with his baby batter. She wasn’t ovulating… and for some reason, a deep part of her was depressed with that. But the rest of her was screaming with joy as her body was so thoroughly claimed by this stud of a male.

Naruto stayed in place for what felt like an eternity, instinctively trying to knock her up, regardless, as he let himself get milked for every last drop. Then, he pulled back from her neck, panting heavily as blue eyes met silver and the two shared one last loving kiss, before Naruto gently set Veronica down and slowly pulled out.

The woman in question whimpered longingly, missing the feel of being so full.

Then, the blond found himself tackled to the ground by some invisible force. A blink later, and Miria vanished, reappearing on his face as she rolled her hips, desperately begging to be eaten out. When Naruto obliged with a hearty chuckle Miria let out a guttural moan and blushed as she looked down at the still-hard dick before her.

How the hell was he still hard?! Was it actually true that he’d consecutively pounded those four women?! No wonder he’d earned such a nickname!

Miria bit her lip, whimpering at how good it felt. She needed to repay him! It… it was only fair… With that thought in mind, the former Number 6 leaned down and gave him an experimental lick. The taste was odd, but not entirely unpleasant… She went to work immediately, wrapping her lips around the bulbous tip and bobbing her head with a moan. Then, she yelped at Naruto’s response.

Feeling his dick being sucked, the blond in question doubled his efforts. He spread her thighs for better access and rapidly lapped at her dripping cootch. Something deep within could tell that he was going to enjoy filling this one up in particular, if she let him. His dick throbbed at the thought mildly startling Miria, but she pressed on, doubling her efforts as well. Then, he ripped a pleasured squeal from her as he attacked her clit and then focused on it in particular.

Oh, fuck, it felt so good! Miria whimpered around the cock in her gob, at the sensations washing over her. She simply adored feel of being eaten out, the commander realized. No wonder Cynthia loved it! Her whimpers intensified as she could feel the pressure building up inside her. She knew what was coming - this orgasm so many people hailed as the best thing they’d ever felt. If the other women he’d fucked in front of her were any indication, there was some truth to that.

Tabitha whimpered, biting her lip as Miria’s cries became ever more rapid, ever more intense. Then, her knees trembled as Miria threw her head back, freeing his shaft from her mouth, and wailed like a whore.

The disheveled commander desperately tried to make the room stop spinning and catch her breath. Then, she looked down at the throbbing dick daring her to hop on with such hunger she’d never felt in her life.

Her decision made, Miria clumsily crawled over and pointed the tool towards her entrance. This was it: the point of no return. She screwed her eyes shut, bit her lip and fell upon the Ladykiller’s mighty spear. She screamed in pleasure at the feel of her folds being parted for the first time, at the sensation of being so much fuller than she’d ever thought possible. It was like nothing she’d ever experienced in her life!

Was this the pleasure all those women he had claimed felt on their first time? No wonder they adored him as much as they do! If he was capable of giving this to them any time they or he wanted… she shuddered happily at the thought.

“Ohhhh… Best. Decision. Ever!” she groaned out deliriously.

As Naruto bent his knees and put his hands on her hips, Miria leaned back, spread her legs and held herself up on her hands. Then, he started to move and the room flipped upside-down.

Miria squealed in pleasure at the feel of Naruto’s powerful, deep thrusts, slamming against her with every ounce of his might. His balls slapped her clit and his mighty dick rubbed her every inch in all the right ways! Miria’s wails could be heard throughout the inn as the sound of flesh pounding against flesh echoed throughout the room. She came almost immediately, her juices gushing forth and wetting his cock as the lewd slurping of their coupling burned itself into her memory forevermore.

For the third time, Naruto felt his cock mercilessly milked for his seed. It was almost too much to bear as his balls tightened once more. “Fuck! I can barely take it!” he groaned. “If this keeps up, I’m gonna cum, again!”

Miria glared at him with wild eyes. Her eyes changed from a chromic silver, to golden slanted feline like eyes. “Don’t you FUCKING dare take it out!” She needed this, so bad! Every fiber of her being wanted to feel that warmth flooding her loins.

The desperate, furious shout sent Naruto over the edge. If she wanted it, then by damn, she was going to get it! He roared in pleasure as he pulled her hips down and slammed into her as deep as he possibly could. With every spurt he thrust again, ensuring that every last drop was poured as deep as humanly possible.

Miria trembled, unable to hold herself up anymore. Then, she mewled as Naruto pulled out and gently set her down.

Then, Tabitha cleared her throat and slowly dropped her robe in a dramatic fashion, as she sauntered on up to the stud and his newest woman. She giggled at Naruto’s expression, then, dropped on her hands and knees, crawling towards Miria in particular.

“Oh, Miria,” she sighed in mock exasperation. “How could a woman of your standing do something so dirty? I guess it falls upon me to clean up after you…” With that, she went down and lapped up the still-hot seed that seeped out of her commander, waggling her rear seductively, as she gave Naruto an impish look.

“Oh~!” Flora moaned sexily. “So naughty! Looks like everyone’s favorite stud needs to show a bitch her place…”

Naruto rolled his eyes in amusement and took his position behind the ‘bitch’ in question.

Tabitha mewled at the feel of his tip rubbing against her folds. She was going to enjoy this and she knew it! Miria, meanwhile, shuddered at the feel of Tabitha’s tongue caressing her. The former Number 31 then spread her commander’s lower lips and attacked her clit directly.

The blond behind her then placed a hand on Tabitha’s hip and poked his head inside her, before grabbing her other hip, shifting his position slightly, and pushing deep into her tight, virgin folds. Shifting once more, Naruto then slid deeper into her… and deeper… and deeper, before finally bottoming out.

Tabitha moaned in pleasure at the feeling of being so… stretched, so full, so… so complete. How she was able to live her life without feeling such pleasure was now a complete mystery to her.

“Oh~ I can’t wait for it to be my turn.” Flora moaned in arousal. She was enjoying the show Naruto was giving her so far, but, she was getting a little pent up thanks to everything that was going down thus far. She just can’t wait for it to be her turn next.

“How he’s able to go for so long is a mystery…” Cynthia sighed dreamily. She idly ran a hand over her corset covered breast, and licked her lip with lust. “But I’m enjoying what I’m seeing so far.”

“He does have a lot of stamina doesn’t he?” Flora said with a perverted grin, “To be able to last this long without a break. He must have been quite the hit with the ladies back on his own continent.”

Flora couldn’t have been any farther from the truth. For most of his life Naruto was the exact opposite. It was after he saved the Elemental Nations and thousands of lives almost single handedly, that he was able to get some luck with the opposite gender. But that was only because of his status as a war hero.

But she didn’t need to know that. Yet.

As he gave Flora a bemused glance, Naruto softly kneaded Tabitha’s thighs as he allowed the woman he was inside of to adjust. Tabitha was thankful for this. Then wiggled her hips slightly, to hint him to continue.

She would have told him herself - but her mouth was… preoccupied. With her commander’s cum-filled cunt.

Naruto with a smirk brought his right hand up and gave his newest lover a slap on the ass. She mewled into Miria’s clit, who in turn moaned aloud in pleasure, and Tabitha pulled away to throw her head back in a low, guttural moan when Naruto started thrusting into her cunt like a piston.

Miria mewled pathetically at the loss of pleasure, but then, ther eyes crossed as Tabitha slid a finger into her. Then, the woman pleasing her muscled past the urge to throw her head back and returned to attacking the commander’s clit. Tabitha wailed into Miria’s cootch and did her damnedest to made her commander cum while Naruto railed her like a champ.

Said commander bit her lip and clawed at the floorboards as she felt the pressure building in her loins once more. Then, just as Tabitha came, so too did she, the former Number 6’s fluttering walls sucking Naruto’s seed deeper within her, greedily trying to preserve the remaining batch of baby batter. Unknown to her, those plans to overthrow the Organization would have to be put on hold for the foreseeable future.

That seed would ‘take root’ in due time.

Naruto slammed into Tabitha, his thick, copious seed filling her from behind, desperately trying to breed her like a dog. A bitch, indeed. He fell back, as the now-unconscious Tabitha crumpled sideways to the ground. As he lay there panting, Flora giggled impishly and stood above his still-hard dick and lifted her skirt.

She wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

“Got room for one more?” the former Number 8 asked.

“Always,” Naruto chuckled.

With a grin, the woman slowly lowered herself to a crouch; she bit her lip with a closed eyed moan, upon feeling the tip of his prick probing against her dripping-wet cootch. Flora opened her eyes and gave him a seductive smile as she rolled her hips to and fro on his cock. Naruto didn’t do anything; seeing as this woman wants to take the lead, he’ll let her before showing how it’s really done.

Lifting the front of her skirt up past her waist as to get a good eye on where his dick is, Flora aligned her cunt with it and slowly lowered herself down on it, until she felt her virginal lips spread out to accommodate him. There she paused, closed her eyes, and took a deep calming breath before plunging herself down on him all in one go. She bit her lip and groaned sexily at the feel of finally losing her innocence, if one could even call it that.

Damn girl was a natural ginger and she was going to show this man what one of her kind could fucking do! She leaned forward and started lifting herself up, squeezing him all the way, before slamming back down, again and again, her pace slowly building up. Then, her grin turned devilish as she shifted into a squatting position, never missing a beat, as she kept hopping on his dick.

Naruto moaned happily at the feel of Flora’s ministrations. Damn, she was good at this! Upon feeling his dick throb, however, the former Number 8 gave him an evil grin as her eyes started glowing the ominous demonic yellow, before she started pounding him at inhuman speeds. The man went cross-eyed and he nearly came right there, but resisted as he savored the feel of this woman servicing his dick so damn thoroughly.

Flora giggled cutely as Naruto squirmed beneath her. Then, she let out a guttural moan as the mounting pleasure started getting to her. This was the woman’s first time, after all. “Oh, yes,” she shouted. “Fill me up, Naruto-Sama! Reward this naughty girl for pleasing you! I want to know the feel of your hot spunk shooting inside me!”

The blond in question shuddered, as he grabbed her by the hips and slammed into her on the way down, blowing a massive load deep within the woman as she wailed in pleasure. The feel of him hitting her cervix and pouring his seed directly into her waiting womb sent her over the edge in orgasmic bliss. Then, he pulled her down into a deep, passionate kiss that she lovingly returned with a whimper.

Flora giggled, feeling Cynthia’s jealous glare upon her. “Someone needs your attention,” she whispered, mewling at the feel of him leaving her folds as she got up and lent him a hand.

Naruto accepted with a chuckle, before returning to the girl in red. He smiled at her charmingly and placed a hand on Cynthia’s cheek, before giving her a deep, loving kiss.

The former Number 14 moaned happily, before pulling him into bed and rolling on top of him. “You’re not going anywhere until you put a baby in me!” she declared possessively.

Naruto chuckled warmly. So much for not waking up in a tangle of limbs… he didn’t mind this though.