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One year…

Two massive swords clashed, their metallic clang echoing throughout the chamber as their wielders ducked and wove about. It had been one year to the day since they were revived…

Miranda and Chloe disengaged, the latter being thoroughly impressed when their session was done. Even Hysteria and Rosemary had to admit the girl had potential to be Number One, now that she had learned all their tricks. While she was not nearly as good at one technique or another as their creators, the former Number 35 was adept enough at each one to give even the current Numbers One and Two, combined a run for their money. While she was still the weakest of their group, it was not by much… not anymore. Throughout the past year, the 16 women group had trained in each others techniques to the best of their ability. Now, each was a one-woman army, capable of fighting multiple opponents at once.

“We should be just about ready to go after the Ladykiller.” Rosemary stated with a tiny frown pulling at her lips; she looked at her captain, Raftela, and crossed her arms. “When do we begin the search?” she asked.

“No search is needed,” Raftela replied. “The target resides in the rebuilt citadel of Morris. He now rules over the town, inhabited by the survivors of Pieta, as well as several others who have taken up residence in his territory.” The other women looked at her intensely as she continued with nary a hint of emotion. “He has since taken ownership of the Dragonspire Mountains, as a whole. Several strongholds pepper the territory, now, for the purpose of repelling invaders. These bases now house large amounts of defectors and awakened beings of the past generations who’ve now joined his cause.”

“We don’t want to confront him in the one place he has the advantage.” Hysteria said, after Raftela said her piece. “If we want to defeat him, through combat or diplomacy, then we need to draw him out.”

“He has not left his territory in quite some time,” Raftela pointed out. “The last sighting was two months and three days ago, just before the disappearance of the new Number 10, Beheader Letitia.”

“There is one place we can go to,” Miranda told the emotionless woman and prompted everyone else to look at her expectantly. “The grave site in Nile. Numbers 3 and 5 had encountered Naruto there, when the handlers tried to dig up the body of his past lover. If we go there he might show himself.”

“That sounds like as good a plan as any,” Roxanne admitted. “I’m sure I don’t need to explain that if we don’t want him attacking us the moment he gets there, we need to make sure he doesn’t get the impression that we’re trying to defile his lover’s gravesite.”

“We won’t be bringing any tools with us except our armour, Bera and claymores. Anything else would be detrimental to our mission.” Raftela told her.

“People can get the wrong impression, regardless if we act suspicious or not,” Roxanne pointed out, “That said, we will also need to be on our best behaviour.”

“We are going to look suspicious no matter what,” Noel told the curly pigtailed blonde. “But, I do get where you’re coming from. I’m not dumb enough to antagonize him if he does show up.”

“When is the best opportunity for us all to head on over to Nile?” Sophia asked, barely able to hold back the bored yawn that threatened to make itself known. She just wanted to get this thing done as fast as possible. They were theoretically strong enough to take down any awakened being that crosses their path as a unit, but the one they are being tasked to get rid of by any means necessary is someone that is far beyond the Abyssal Ones. So she was understandably nervous but was hiding it with her looking bored. “I want to get this over and done with as soon as possible.”

“You’re not the only one,” Miranda replied grimly. “I know that we’re just doing the right thing and all, but something about this still feels… dirty. Like we are missing a bigger piece.” she closed her eyes and exhaled, “The sooner I can just put it all behind me, the better.”

Cassandra frowned, pulling her friend into a comforting hug.

“I shall inform the Handlers that we are ready and then we will be on our way,” Raftela said, robotically as ever.

----

Meanwhile, back in the Citadel of Morris, Ophelia wailed in pain as she Shizune and Tsunade urged her on. Naruto, as usual, had dropped everything the instant her water broke.

This last year or so had been quite… eventful, to say the least. Not only had Cynthia given birth to a second pair of twins, but Jean turned out to be pregnant with a pair of her own! The daughters she gave birth to were named Natalie and Katea to honour the fallen comrades she’d fought alongside, all those years ago. Riful also gave birth to a healthy, blond baby boy named Lavitz after a legendary knight of old, reputed to have the power of dragons at his beck and call. Then, there was the wedding, a couple of weeks later. Poor Clarice was every bit as flustered throughout the whole ordeal as one would expect… and, as luck would have it, she got herself knocked up, immediately. Both ecstatic and terrified, the mudhead couldn’t keep her mouth shut about it to save her life. She was constantly gloating that she’d have a baby and often badgered Naruto’s other wives for advice.

Eventually, word got out that he’d also impregnated Nalani and Rafaela… and Deneve... and Helen… and Joy… and even Tabitha! But, not Miria… or Glissa. Somewhere around that time, those two forged an alliance in the fires of hell and trapped Naruto in his room for three… damn… weeks! Then, he got dogpiled by no less than seven of his women, four of whom eventually got themselves knocked up, as well! By the end of it all, he had fourteen pregnant women in the citadel to worry about! It was utter madness… and yet, he regretted nothing. Crazy as it may sound, he honestly wouldn’t have had it any other way. Tsunade and Shizune were both rightfully worried that they would end up being the death of him when they found the state he was in, because of their dogpiling. But as the famous last words went: .... it was totally worth it!

Ophelia roared in exertion as she pushed with all her might.

“Just a little more,” Shizune coaxed. “”He’s almost out.”

“Times like these, I wish we just laid eggs or something, FUCK!” Ophelia complained as she did her best to get the damn kid out of her.

Naruto expertly hid his amusement as he comforted one of his first wives. This would be the last of the munchkins he’d see for a while, thankfully. Once those fourteen women mentioned earlier started coming to term, the kids started popping out quite rapidly around the end of last year. Obviously, Jean was the first by a long shot - not only having a head start, but a pair of twins on the way, which generally meant they’d be born prematurely. With Tsunade present, though, so that was not an issue. It certainly made for quite the spectacle though, as Jean had some surprisingly… creative things to say, during the whole ordeal. The two daughters she had were then named Natalie and Katea to honour her fallen comrades. Next came Nalani, who gave birth to a little boy she named Benjamin. Surprisingly, Clarice was the next in line, giving Miata a baby sister named Anabel… only to get knocked up a month later. Naruto felt an amused smile tugging the corner of his mouth at the memory. Compared to his other women, he swore the poor mudhead could get herself pregnant by looking at the damn thing!

Now, she was standing by off to the side and observing as part of her training to become Tsunade’s next apprentice. Seeing as how her husband has a habit of being… prolific, it would likely be best for Clarice to learn how to deliver a baby as soon as possible, in the event that Tsunade or Shizune was unable to help for whatever reason - the drunkenness of the former being the most likely culprit, at this point. The next woman to become a mother was the long-overdue Rafaela. She had a boy named Tobias. Interestingly enough, the brat had red hair like his auntie. Tsunade explained that it was likely because red hair tends to skip generations and that Naruto’s mother was also a redhead. Helen and Deneve’s kids came soon after… and of course their waters would break within five minutes of each other. Of course, Cristiana popped out first, while Deneve’s kid, Isabella was brought into this world soon after. Helen had… quite the imagination on her. And true to her personality, Deneve was relatively level headed throughout her labor. Granted, she was still in fucking labor, so that wasn’t saying much, but it was still a refreshing change if one were to ask him. Next in line, Joy came to term and had a little girl named Jenny, followed by Tabitha, who gave her husband a little birthday present in the form of a son named Ezio. She named him. Not him. Otherwise he would have named his son after Obito; the guy may have caused him and a lot of others grief with all the shit he pulled, but he pulled through for them all at the end. The guy saved his and Kakashi-Sensei’s life after all. But needless to say, Tabitha was having none of that.

Then, just when everyone thought they were done for the year, Glissa’s water broke at the last second, giving birth to a little girl named Lyesse in late December… or Argentum, as the locals called it here. The brat was practically a carbon copy of her mother and named after Glissa’s deceased sister. Then, three days later, the day after the new year started, Miria came to term as well. She had a boy named after Naruto’s mentor, Kakashi. Honestly, he was honoured that Miria wanted to name her son after his first mentor. Even if he was a perverted one… and not very good at his job. Stupid lame excuses he would come up with every single time he was chronically late… he would be late to his own funeral if he had a say in it! ...He was a pretty cool guy, though. And very dependable when push comes to shove.

And then, one month after that, Undine had a second daughter, whom she named Altea. She had hair that was a natural silver. Which surprised him and Tsunade a lot since that was something that neither of them have. Then again Undine pointed out that some hybrids have silver hair, like Irene, or have sandy-brown like Miria’s, or in the extremely rare case like Clarice’s. It made sense, more or less. Finally, two weeks ago, Alicia and Beth came to term as well. Had it not been for them having a son and daughter, last time, Naruto would have sworn those two were the same person in two different places or some shit. Not only did they both get pregnant at the same time, but they both had twins, they both had sons, and they even seemed to have started giving birth at the same time! Alicia’s boy were named Jordan and Jayden, while Beth’s were named Kiraa and Bii, much to Naruto’s genuine surprise and amusement. Seems Octo-pops had left quite the impact on the younger twin, if she named her sons after him. That would be quite the amusing revelation once his fellow Jinchuuriki finds out. Naruto’s train of thought came to a screeching halt as Ophelia let out one last roar and pushed her kid out the rest of the way. Now, the last kid to pop out for the foreseeable future let out a scream as she finally slipped into Shizune’s arms. “It’s a girl,” the brunette said with mild surprise. She could’ve sworn Ophelia was going to have a boy, but the technique she’d used to determine that wasn’t perfect.

Ophelia panted, leaning her head back in fatigue, before giving Tsunade’s apprentice a haughty grin. “T-told you… Never underestimate... a woman’s… in-intuition.” Taking a moment to recover, she reached out and was given her little bundle of joy. She smiled widely. “Well, hello, there… Olivia,” she cooed. “Aren’t you a beautiful, little thing? Yes, you are!”

Naruto couldn’t help but chuckle at that and leaned over to get a look at Olivia. “She looks a lot like you; she has your ears and hair.” he said giving his wife a grin. “I have a feeling she is going to look like you growing up.”

“I wouldn’t be surprised,” Ophelia giggled. “Nissa turned out to be a lot like me, though she certainly inherited your love of pranks.”

“Much to my dismay,” Tsunade muttered. She would never forgive that brat for finding a way to replace her vodka with tobasco sauce, of all things! How the hell she’d pulled that off was quite the mystery, to say the least.

“I know,” Naruto sniffed proudly and overdramatically rubbed the fake tears from his eyes, “the things she managed to do make me so proud!”

“Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, Chuckles,” the elderly blonde muttered grumpily. “Just keep your kids away from my booze and no one will get hurt.”

“By ’hurt’ you mean, ‘spanked’. Right?” Naruto quickly asked in clarification upon seeing Ophelia’s eyes turning to demonic gold at what the former Hokage had said. “Because you’re not really going to hurt the kids, are you?”

“What? Of course not!” Tsunade nearly shouted, looking genuinely offended, “What do you take me for? A child abuser?! I was joking!”

Ophelia scoffed. “Just making sure…” she said. “I’ll admit I’m a little overprotective at times.”

“That’s an understatement.” Naruto said.

Ophelia continued as if her husband had not talked at all. “But, I’m sure most people who’ve been through what I have would be, too.”

“Oh, I’ve seen the other girls,” Naruto chuckled. “You’re actually a bit tame in comparison to Luciela.” The redhead in question never let her girls out of her sight, unless Naruto, himself was present. Even then, she would only settle for the original. “But, yeah, it’s perfectly understandable, regardless.” then he looked to Shizune and Tsunade and asked, “so it’s going to be the same old, same old, right?” the blond was talking about Ophelia resting for several weeks before doing anything strenuous. The two ‘doctors’ knew this and nodded. Smiling Naruto nodded back and looked to his wife, “Alright, you heard the two: no working or training for several weeks. Which means I get to spoil you rotten~! Is there anything you want?”

Ophelia giggled. “Snuggles, of course~!”

Off to the side, Clarice smiled widely. She could never help but find it cute how her man always treated his many wives, doting on them and making each and every one feel like she was his one and only love when he did. It was nothing short of remarkable. Naruto chuckled, scooping the blonde and their kid into a bridal carry, before hauling them off to the nearby bed. Then he laid them down on it, before he lied down beside them both, and allowed Ophelia to pull him to her as she snuggled up to him. If there was one thing all his girls liked to do, it was the cuddling. They seemed to enjoy the act a lot. And he didn’t mind it actually; it was a real stress reliever. Not to mention it felt so damn nice to just lie down and snuggle without a care in the world.

After several minutes passed Naruto leaned up and looked at the disguised elderly blonde, and asked, “So, Granny-Tsunade, how are you handling growing the innards for the awakened beings here?”

Hearing that, the legendary medic let out a tired sigh and rubbed the bridge of her nose. “Well, for one growing innards for the awakened beings to eat is one hell of a process. Thank you for providing the flesh and blood for growing them.”

“You’re welcome.” Naruto replied. Turns out that in order for her to grow the organs for the awakened ones to eat, she needed blood and skin for it to work. So, Naruto provided the medic with his own source material and allowed her to grow them using his DNA. Allowing the woman to take a piece of him hurt like a bitch, but he endured since it was for a good cause.

“Other than that, there isn’t much I can say; they are being stated with food they are able to eat.” the blonde sighed and scratched the side of her head in puzzlement. “Though some are showing signs of being able to eat other meats; some find other meats taste disgusting. Some of those who are affected by your chakra, like Ophelia here, find that the other meats they eat taste off. I am unfortunately in the dark as to the reason why that is.”

“I see. Well, as long as you don’t over strain yourself.” Tsunade in spite of all of her accomplishments and ability was only one person. There was only so much she could do by herself. With a sigh Naruto looked to Clarice and smiled at her, “What about you, babe? How are things going for you now that your stigma is gone, and that you are no longer at risk from dying upon using your yoki?”

“It... feels weird, but in a good way,” Clarice said with a giggle. “Ever since I first started using my yoki, it’s become a bit… addicting, if I am to be honest, but I’ve been able to keep myself in check surprisingly well.”

“Just let me or Galatea know if you start having trouble, okay?”

“I will,” the brunette assured. Then, she giggled when Ophelia pulled Naruto back down.

“Less talking, more snuggles,” the blonde grumbled.

----

Several miles away, in Shatter Keep - a stronghold on the south-eastern edge of Naruto’s territory, Audrey and Rachel nervously skirted about the edge of the castle. It was one of the old, rectangular keep-style castles from an age long-since past, and should have been in complete ruin from sheer age, as the damn thing was over three-hundred years old. But, this building, perched on a small hill before them and surrounded by a moat, looked as good as new! Furthermore, the technology used to build the damn thing all those many, many years ago predated the extended battlements it now, inexplicably had! It had to have been restored… but why and by whom was what they were there to investigate. Being this was close to the rumoured territory of the Ladykiller, both women had a damn good feeling it was him that restored it. But they can’t exactly tell the handlers that they had deduced that solely on their gut. And given their previous experience with the Ladykiller himself, the two friends opted to stay on the side of caution. Lest they inadvertently bring his wrath down upon their heads. He may have told them that he had no problem with the hybrids in general, but that could have been some honeyed words to lower their guard.

Furthermore, there wasn’t exactly anything stopping him from making an exception, if Letitia’s disappearance was anything to go by… they just hoped she was quickly put out of her misery and her death wasn’t long and painful. She was such a kindhearted woman, despite her nickname. Hell one could argue she got that moniker in the first place, because she was so merciful - granting awakened beings and yoma alike a swift, painless death. Though, depending on the awakened being - since some can survive having their heads lopped off - she would always sever their heads one second and then chop it to bloody chunks the next. Audrey sighed sadly at the memories she’d shared with that woman, but pushed her melancholy thoughts aside. She had a job to do…

Meanwhile, within Shatter Keep, herself, a certain someone let loose a giggle upon sensing a the presence of two high-tier warriors skirting the moat outside. Riful of the West grinned impishly, now back in her loli form. With her were Harja and Elspeth, along with a few other awakened beings - those being Europa, Agatha, Jessica and Octavia. Upon joining Naruto’s cause, the latter three had picked up archery, making them ideal for the castle’s defence in the off chance of an invasion. Europa, Riful, and Octavia were also among the better tacticians in Naruto’s new family, so any bandits or the like who tried that shit would be thoroughly fucked.

As for why Harja and Elspeth were here, their mother decided it was a good time to bring them on a ‘training expedition’ to the newly-restored castle. The other awakened beings she’d brought with were, in actuality, chosen precisely because they didn’t really give a shit about what she was scheming. And they knew how vindictive and schemeful the loli is, and how she ‘takes care’ of anyone dumb enough to be seen as a liability. Before Naruto came along, Riful didn’t get of Dauf because was the only one who could take her punishment, even if he was as smart as a doormat. Now, as the blond’s consort, Riful was his beloved cocksucker~! And how she enjoyed it being so! And now, she just needed to ensure that Harja and Elspeth were up to the challenges she had in store for them. She still wanted to make an empire for her man that would stretch across the entire world, immortalise them as gods and goddesses and have an army of superpowered soldiers that would do their bidding! But, one had to start somewhere. As it stood, she had four in the works. Now, she needed one in particular to... graduate.

Harja was growing rather nicely. Now going on seven, she looked to be about thirteen, while having the mental maturity of someone even older than that! Seriously, she seemed to have the mind of an adult, already! Elspeth had the body of a seven year old, and had the mentality of a thirteen-year-old already, despite having just celebrated her third birthday a few weeks ago. From what observations she could make, the average half-awakened child seemed to develop at more than twice the rate of humans, initially, slowing down around the age of five. Their mental development, however, seemed to keep that pace until its full development at age seven or so, though she’d need to see more of them pop out and grow up before she was able to say for sure.

Putting those thoughts aside for later, Riful gestured Harja to come forth. It felt awkward looking younger than her own daughter, even if id was only by a little bit, but she pushed those thoughts aside, as well. “You can sense then, yes?” the Abyssal loli asked.

Harja gave her mother a devious grin as she stepped into the light. She was decked out in a tan, sleeveless, leather dress with many leather straps and pouches. There was a large survival knife on her him and she wore heavy boots on her feet. Aside from her attire and deep, cerulean eyes, the brat was a damn-near carbon copy of Riful. “Indeed I do~!” she chirped.

“Be a dear and… greet them,” Riful ordered with an impish giggle.

Harja grinned menacingly at that and, without dropping the wide faced smile, the Riful lookalike asked, “Am I allowed to have some fun with them?”

“No killing, unless they’re openly hostile,” her mother reminded. “You know how Papa is about that. He might want to fuck them, later.” there was no one around to reprimand her for swearing in front of her own daughter, so the Abyssal One she can curse all she likes. No one was going to stop her. “However… those two were with the men that tried to desecrate Natalie’s grave. Do be so kind as to remind them that we will not tolerate such… indecencies, will you?”

Translation: make them wish they were dead. Harja giggled maniacally at that.

“Elspeth,” Riful called out. The blonde perked up, her hair in a bun with her bangs framing her face. She was garbed in a modest, black halter top and white shorts, leather gloves, and matching boots from Naruto’s continent. “I want you to observe from the sidelines and learn from your sister.”

“Yes, Mama,” she chirped.

“Now, go you two!” she ordered. “Give them hell~!”

Back outside, Audrey and Rachel frowned at the inactivity of the mysterious keep. They didn’t know why but… something about the place felt off. Very off. There were no indications of it being inhabited, aside from the drawbridge being raised. Then, as if on cue, the bridge in question came slamming down with a crash as the portcullis started to rise. The clockwork rapping of gears and chains sounded off and then, the gate opened to reveal a blue-eyed brunette in tanned leather. She stepped forth to greet the warriors, skipping across the moat while humming a happy tune. The only thing that really seemed off about this girl was how young she looked. She couldn’t be a day over thirteen, at most! But, that alone was not a cause for alarm. Audrey couldn’t sense any yoki coming from the girl, so she had to be human… right?

“Hellooo~!” Harja chirped, thoroughly acting her apparent age. The Numbers 3 and 5 were none the wiser of being in the presence of Riful’s daughter thanks to the early stages of the training Naruto was putting her through. To them Harja was just an ordinary girl that was apparently living in the fortress… alone… for some reason.

Audrey nervous smiled, “Hello, yourself.” she glanced at the fortress for a moment before looking back down at the little girl. “Are you the person living in that castle?” she politely asked, getting down on a knee so she was at the girls level.

Harja nodded enthusiastically with a bright grin, “Papa told me to keep watch over it while he was away,” she said, easily catching their misconception. “Can I help you, Ms. Claymore?”

Rachel kept quiet and let her friend do the talking, since she was could talk to kids a lot better than she ever could.

“Maybe you can,” Audrey answered with a smile. “My friend and I were sent here because the Organization discovered this fortress has been restored without their knowledge and wanted to make sure nothing suspicious was going on. Do you know who rebuilt it, young one?”

“It depends on what those old fucks mean by ‘suspicious’,” she replied menacingly, suddenly giving Audrey an evil grin. Then, out of nowhere, her yoki flared, startling the living hell out of both warriors as her eyes glowed a fiery orange. Before either of them could draw their claymores or getting the fuck away from the awakened being, Harja’s hair lashed out coiling around their arms and legs and lifting them off the ground. “You’re in the Ladykiller’s territory; and he remembers what you were planning on doing to the gravesites back in Nile.”

The black ribbons lifted them further and further up as Harja unraveled, taking on the form of a woman literally made of metallic ribbons with empty, glowing pits of orange light for eyes. Harja expertly hid the amusement she felt upon seeing the absolutely terrified expressions on the faces’ of Audrey and Rachel; they just realised how bad their situation was and apart from bringing out their yoki to try fight against the bindings on their arms and legs - and they had a bad feeling they would still lose if they tried - the women had no way to get out of this mess they had accidentally allowed themselves to get into.

“R-r-r-r…. Riful of the West!” Audrey stammered.

‘Riful’ giggled at that, her voice taking on a metallic tinge as she delighted in the warrior’s terror. Well, if they think she is her mother, then why not oblige them?

“Yeeeep~!” Harja giggled childishly, as a menacing grin spread across her lips. “You two made a grave mistake coming here. And Naruto still remembers what you were planning on doing. Now, I just have to wonder - what were you two really here for? To spy on Naruto? So those old fuckers you’re working for can get more information on him? Depending on your answer, I might let you go. If not, then I can just torture you both until you awaken and become my new friends!” Just then, poor Harja blinked owlishly as she felt something... warm around Audrey’s legs. Her composure cracked a bit as realization hit. “W-what?! No! Ew… Please don’t stain my body…” she barely resisted the urge to drop Audrey like a brick and leap into the moat just to wash off the urine. Instead, she let audrey’s legs go and plopped the violated ribbons in the water as she gave Audrey an unamused frown.

“W-w-w-we just… we j-just came to investigate the… the castle, I s-swear! Please, d-don’t hurt us!” the current Number 3 wailed, already reduced to tears.

Little Harja’s composure cracked again upon hearing Audrey’s pleading cry; this was the first time she was exposed to something like this after all. And despite her looking like a thirteen year old, she was still a little, six year old girl. This was… a lot harder than she thought. Harja whimpered, as sympathetic tears welled up in her eyes, but she forced them back down. No! Harja’s expression hardened before the warriors could take notice. Her mommy was watching! She didn’t want to disappoint Mommy! But… what would Daddy do, in this situation?

‘He’d be too soft,’ she realized. ‘He’s too merciful for his own good. That’s how his first woman got herself killed. I don’t want to make a mistake like that.’ Plastering on her best evil grin, Harja asked, ‘how about we make a deal, then?”

It took a moment or two for her words to sink in, but she was patient.

“...W-wha-what k-k-k-kind of… of deal?” a wide eyed Audrey asked.

Harja brought Audrey to her face and said in the most polite tone she could muster. “Since you’re not lying, I am feeling merciful. So I will let you two go, unharmed, in exchange for information. Do we have a deal?” she asked, tilting her head to the side as she patently waited for her answer.

Audrey hicked and whimpered, nodding timidly.

“Great!” Harja chirped. “This will work both ways: you both can ask me just one question. And I can ask you both two questions in response to each. Which means between the two of you, you have two questions you can ask me, and I can ask the both of you a total of four questions of my own. Okay?”

“Y-yeah, sure.” Rachel nodded, thoroughly overwhelmed by the kid’s sheer presence; she will do anything to get out of this unharmed. Even if it means making a deal with the devil. Screw the consequences!

“Wonderful,” Harja chirped. “So…” her tone immediately turned threatening as she gave them a dead serious expression. “Why were those men in black you were sent to protect trying to dig up Natalie’s grave?”

Audrey was the one to answer that one, quite nervously, as she knew the ‘Abyssal One’ would not likely appreciate the answer. “W-we don’t know, I swear! We were kept in the dark. All we do know is that Dae wanted her body for some reason.” upon feeling Harja’s mood sour even more, she hastily added, “b-but given his reputation, I would say he is trying to experiment with something that needs a deceased warrior. That man is constantly experimenting!”

Rachel had a bit more knowledge on the matter, however, “Dae is the type of person that likes to try and increase the effectiveness of the Organization’s warriors. If I had to guess, I think he wanted Natalie’s, flesh and blood to use to try and get a better result than the last warrior who had the flesh and blood of a warrior grafted into her!”

“So, all you have for me is speculation and hearsay,” Harja said with a tone of disappointment one would expect to hear from a mother scolding a child. “Very well. What are your first questions?”

Audrey and Rachel exchanged looks for several seconds. Then the latter turned to Harja and asked, “Why are you all the way out here?” for Riful to be this far away from the Ladykiller, either she is keeping an eye on things and making sure there are no one trying to put up any invasions… or… she is picking off warriors that got too close to the Ladykiller’s territory.

“To make sure no uninvited pests, or guests, enter our territory, of course,” Harja said with a giggle. Oh, how amusing it was for them to have wasted their first question like that. Was it not obvious?

“Why did someone as powerful as you mate with a human?” Rachel asked. “Surely you would have killed him for taking out your consort like that.” To her credit, that was a gutsy question to ask.

That got Harja to pause. How did Daddy kill Mommy’s last consort again…? She’d have to ask later. “Simple: he’s stronger than me. I did it for self-preservation… at first. I eventually came to love that man, though… Oh how he treats his ladies~!” she made a show of wiggling her hips as she giggled like a little school girl with a crush. Her tone became more and more sensual as she went on; her performance was nothing short of impeccable. “It makes me want him all for myself, but the Twins were so cruel to me~! I simply couldn’t handle him all by my lonesome, no matter how hard I tried…”

Back in the keep, Riful smiled more happily than she had in years. She was so proud! The other Awakened Beings in the castle, though, couldn’t help but feel that Harja pulling this performance off a tad bit too well...

“My turn~!” Harja declared childishly, “I get two questions, now~!”

Audrey and Rachel looked unnerved at how immature the ‘Abyssal One’ before them was acting.

“How has the Organization been planning to ‘deal with’ my mate?” Harja asked. “I know damn well that they have to be plotting something, seeing as how their competition has this historical tendency to… disappear. As do defectors.”

“Straight to the point, I see,” Audrey said with a nervous chuckle. “I can’t say I blame you for wanting to protect someone precious. There’s a rumor floating around about warriors in red. We don’t know anything about them for sure, but word on the street is that they are specially-trained warriors, each with the power of a Number One, created for the purpose of hunting down the Ladykiller.”

Harja blinked owlishly at that, visibly showing interest. “Warriors in red, you say? That’s new… Very interesting indeed, even if it’s just more hearsay.” She paused in thought for just a moment. “Next question: what is the Organization planning to do to any of the defectors that went to his side? I know for a fact they simply will not allow them to return to their previous ranks with just a slap on the wrist.”

Audrey and Rachel looked a bit nervous to say. That one, they did know. The latter was the one to speak. “All defectors are to be executed,” she said. “That has not changed, though the Handlers have been careful to leave the Ladykiller’s… harem alone until further notice. We assume the warriors in red are to carry out that execution after dealing with him, if the rumors are true. We don’t know for sure if that’s how they plan to do it or not, though.”

“It is just as I’d suspected, then,” Harja sighed, clicking her tongue in annoyance. “Those old fucks are sticking to their own ways, then… Alright last questions. You both get one, and I’ll ask mine.”

Audrey and Rachel exchanged looks once more before looking at Riful’s daughter. The former then asked, “J-just what is the Ladykiller planning to do w-with the warriors that are not on his side?”

Harja shrugged. “He isn’t planning on doing anything to them or to you. You warriors are not the ones he has a grudge with. But if any of his loved ones are hurt by their hands, or dug up from their graves, that can change.” she growled, her eyes flashed threateningly before them to drive home the fact that she was not bluffing.

Audrey trembled at those last three words. “I’ll… I’ll bear that i-in mind,” she replied timidly.

“Now that you have asked your question, that leaves your friend here with one now.” Harja then looked at Rachel and grinned childishly at her. “So, what question do you have for me, hmm?”

“What is the ladykiller planning to do?” the Number 5 asked. “I know he’s pissed off at the Organization for sending two of his lovers on a suicide mission, that he thinks they are the ones creating the youma, so what does he plan to do about it?”

“Well… I suppose there’s no harm in telling you a small part of his mission.” Harja giggled. “Obviously, he plans to kill the Handlers. After that, he will replace them - actively hunting down and exterminating the youma, once and for all.”

“The youma? But what about the-” Rachel tried to ask, only for Harja to press a tendril against the masculine woman’s lips.

Harja tutted childishly and wagged her finger reprimandingly at the Number 5. “Ah, ah, ah~! For shame; you already asked your question. It’s my turn~!”

Rachel scowled, but complied.

“Good girl,” Harja said with a giggle. “Now, for my final question: if you were to find out why the Ladykiller was fighting the Organization, that everything he said about them and the youma was true, what would you do?”

Audrey and Rachel exchanged a nervous glance, not sure how to respond to that.

“I… don’t know,” the former admitted, looking down in contemplation.

“One thing’s for certain,” Rachel said with a scowl. “I’d be pissed off as all hell... if everything he said about the Organization was true. I wouldn’t join his little harem, but I’d certainly throw in my lot with him. Hell, I’d kill Elder Rimuto, myself!”

“...Same here.” Audrey said after a moment of contemplation. “I wouldn’t join his harem’... not until I know what he is like first of all. But I would throw my lot in with him if everything he said about them was true.”

“...Handler Rimuto wanted the body of… what was her name… Nat? Nattar?” Rachel asked aloud, then she looked at her friend. “You think the warriors in red are revived warriors or something?”

“Impossible!” Audrey declared, “No one but the gods can raise the dead!”

“That is actually not true,” Harja told them, “Naruto’s people can raise the dead. And are practically immortal, and are constantly regenerating from any wounds or damage inflicted on them.” Then, she set them down on their feet, facing away from the castle, as she gentle swatted them on the rear with her ribbons. “Now, go on you two; shoo! A deal’s a deal. We all have much to think about, I’m sure.”

“W-wait!” Audrey called out as she turned around to face the awakened being; the woman had no idea why she was doing this. But there was just something about the awakened being that was different from how Riful is rumoured to normally act.

Had she any eyebrows in her awakened form she would have arched one as her head tilted cutely. “Oh? Do you have something else you want asking? Please do know that I have no patience for... annoyances.”

Audrey flinched at her tone, “I-I uh, just have one more question and we’ll be gone. I promise!”

Harja blinked at her, then with a sigh and shrugged. “You caught me in a good mood, so I am feeling lenient; I will permit you, and only you, to ask one more question. So what is it?”

“Uh... “ Audrey dampened her lips; she had no idea that the awakened being was going to be that patent with them! So she thought of one question on the spot, “How come there is no reported incidents with any awakened beings or youma here?”

“Hoo?” Harja giggled childishly and crossed her arms with amusement. “Well, that is because the awakened beings are living with Naruto. They have no need to eat, since he is providing them with home grown innards to eat every fortnight. As for why there are no incidents with youma… well, he has many strongholds throughout the west; so, do use your imagination~. Now, shoo you two, you’re beginning to overstay your welcome here~!”

“Right!” Rachel said hastily and started to pull her friend away, who was still looking at the ribbon made Abyssal One. “Come on, Audrey. No need for us to make her change her mind!”

Audrey nodded, not having to be told twice, and started walking away. Harja giggled, slipping her ribbons back into her abandoned garments and expertly shifting back into her human form, fully clothed, before skipping on back to the keep. Not long after the portcullis was lowered once more, the drawbridge was raised, not another peep coming from the castle afterwards. It was as if nothing had ever occurred. Even her yoki disappeared, leaving the warriors even more unsettled than they already were.

“So… what do you think?” Rachel asked.

“...About what?” Audrey asked back, wanting her friend to add more context to her question.

“If the Ladykiller really is telling the truth about the Organization making the youma, then… what does that mean for us?”

“It means we reserve our judgment until further notice,” Audrey said with a sigh. “For all we know, Phantom Miria tricked him into thinking that. Among other possibilities.”

----

Meanwhile, much farther down south, in the port town of Sandy Crotch, Keira and Phina - the Organization’s Numbers 31 and 38, respectively couldn’t help but feel a bit… apprehensive about the information they’d just gotten from Anastasia. They, plus Winged Anastasia and the current Number 18, Dominique were sent there to investigate the sudden disappearance of a pirate crew that had been harassing the area, only to find out that they had been eaten by Luciela of the South, as well as a few other former Single Digits - most notably, the former Number 2 of Riful and Sistina’s generations. That image of Glinda swallowing the first mate whole would haunt the warriors’ nightmares for the rest of their lives.

“Luciela of the South…? Wasn’t she rumoured to be with the Ladykiller in the West?” Keria asked herself aloud.

“I really hope we’re not going to have to fight her… or those awakened beings that are with her.” Phina shuddered; the young woman, with a similar hairstyle to Clare’s then looked to her acting captain Anastasia and asked. “What should we do now? We’re not strong enough to go against an Abyssal One, let alone three other high-tier awakened beings!”

“Just one of them could kill us all!” Keria said concurring with the Number 38.

“We simply inform the Handlers that one of the Ladykiller’s lovers was to blame for the pirates disappearing,” Anastasia pointed out. “Seeing as how we are under strict orders not to engage, we can do nothing more here.”

Dominique put in her input. “If any of them were to step out of line, the Ladykiller himself will set them straight. They do listen to him after all, and Luciela herself is his consort.”

“Indeed,” Anastasia nodded in agreement.

Keira and Phina looked at their captain and second-in-command nervously.

“You two seem to know a lot about him,” the former pointed out.

“We met him a year ago.” Anastasia told them, “he is… not at all, what the Organization is portraying him as.” she admitted with a sigh, the fact that they made him seem like a monster in human skin when he clearly wasn’t, got on her nerves. Yes, he is stronger than the Abyssal Ones combined, yes, he can wipe out an entire town in the blink of an eye, and yes he is housing warriors that defected. But he isn’t a monster; if anything, he is everything the Organization says he is not! He isn’t enslaving anyone. He isn’t brainwashing anyone either. And he is being truthful in what he says too, and not to mention it is Miria that is the true leader of their rebellion. He is just a front, the poster boy meant to draw attention away from her. Unfortunately, the Elders saw right through that from the start, because Miria was not nearly as good at hiding her animosity towards them as she’d thought. But, that was neither here nor there.

Phina and Keria both stared at the awesomely curly haired woman with their brows creased in confusion. “What do you mean by that?” the latter asked.

Anastasia sighed and turned to address the two low-tier double digits. “I mean the Ladykiller isn’t brainwashing anyone. When Dominique and I had met him, it was in Morris - the very town he has taken over.”

Phina and Keria both became wide eyed at that.

“What?!” Phina exclaimed in shock.

“What happened?” Keria asked, something has obviously happened when they went there.

Dominique answered Keria’s question. “It turns out the youmas we were sent to eliminate were in fact twelve awakened beings - all of whom were in the single digits. The Ladykiller got to them before we did, thankfully.”

“If he didn’t, we would have had to fight all of them and died in the process, or worse.” the Number 6 said. “We were warned by Camilla the Charmer, who had also met the Ladykiller, that the Organization are setting up their trouble warriors up to die. Including the ones that they deem too weak. And after what happened to us, I believe her. This is the third time this year I’ve been sent to deal with a ‘youma problem’ that had turned out to be an awakened being. The last one was a restored stronghold on the eastern edge of the Dragonspire Mountains. Apparently, Chronos, Gwyn and Lars of the lost generation have taken up residence there and thrown their lot in with the Ladykiller. Thankfully, they were rather civil. So the party I was with had been sent on our merry way without a fight.”

“W-would you happen to know that happened to Letitia, then?” Keira asked.

Anastasia and Dominique exchanged a glance, before answering with a shrug.

“If I had to guess, she met the Ladykiller and tried to live up to her reputation… she is known as Beheader Letitia for a reason. Or… maybe instead of trying to take his head, she decided to give him head after meeting the guy?” Dominique told them with a shrug. “He is cute, I’ll give him that. If I had the chance I would do the same thing.”

“He’s a charmer too. He is married to several of the defectors after all.” Anastasia pointed out.

Keira and Phina turned beet red at the implication. “S-so… uh… Letitia may still be alive then?” Phina asked as she tried her damned best to put that mental image of Letitia sucking the Ladykiller off out of her head.

“Yes. There is a very high chance that she is still alive. From what we discovered, he doesn’t see us warriors in a bad light and would prefer to leave us alone.” Anastasia told them. “The chances of us finding him here though is low, since he rarely leaves Morris, let alone the West.”

The two low-tier warriors looked somewhat relieved by that information.

Just then a suspiciously familiar mop of blond hair walked past them with the guy saying, “Unless he’s here to make sure the Abyssal One of the South and those under her command are not messing around,” Anastasia and Dominique went ramrod straight, as they recognised that voice. “Do be on your best behaviour while you’re here, you four, okay?”

“O-okay,” Keira squeaked upon seeing the man speaking.

Naruto nodded and gave Keria and Phina a polite nod and a smile before continuing on his way. Then he stopped and turned to address the group of four, “By the way, if any of you want to… ‘have some fun’, I’ll be here a while,” he added teasingly. The blond couldn’t help but chuckle and Dominique’s flustered sputtering. “Anyway, I got places to be, so I’ll hopefully catch you ladies later.” and with that he turned around and continued on his way.

“Yeah… maybe you will.” Anastasia told him with a chuckle; Naruto chuckled in response but didn’t otherwise say anything else.

Dominique, however, hungrily eyeballed the retreating blond. He was definitely going to be seeing her again, if she had any say in the matter… but to make sure he would see her again…

“Where will you be in case we want to find you?” asked the secret defector.

Naruto stopped once more and looked over his shoulder to address the Number 18, “In an inn called The Hungry Mate. It’s near the port; can’t miss it. I’ll be there for a few days.” The low-tier warriors blushed heavily at that, knowing damn well what Dominique was planning. Once all was said and done Naruto continued on his way.

“...Captain, shall we book a room at the The Hungry Mate?” Dominique asked once Naruto was out of earshot.

“You can do as you please,” Anastasia said with a giggle. “Your job is done. I, on the other hand, need to check with my handler.” she tapped the corner of her lips with her forefinger, before adding on as an afterthought, “I may join up with you later on however.”

Kiera and Phina just stared at the two women awkwardly; they had so many questions to ask them, but had no idea where to even begin. It’s obvious they know more about the Ladykiller than they’re letting on, given the way they’re acting: calm, relieved and happy. It was nothing like the way they were feeling at the moment. However, Phina wasn’t touching an inn called the Hungry Mate with a ten foot pole. She had no intention to… mate with anyone any time soon. That's for damn sure. Kiera on the other hand was curious, if a bit wary of the whiskered blond’s intentions.

----

Meanwhile, Naruto followed Luciela’s yoki signature down to a little patch of land hidden from the town by a large, rugged cliff. Below was a beach, with a large ship crashed on the sand. Nothing could have prepared him for the sight that was to greet him when he met up with the group.

He found Glinda, as a fifteen-foot-tall harpy with a mostly-human body, wings for arms, and razor-sharp talons for feet. Her feathers were white, and the metallic scales on her talons and, upper arms, lower legs are gold in color. In this form she also had no eyebrows and her hair is replaced by a mane of feathers. And what he saw her doing… was a first, to say the least. She snatched up a screaming woman in a sailor’s outfit, completely disregarding her cutlass, and lifting her up. The former Number Two then tilted her head back and started letting the woman slip on down, slowly gulping the sailor down whole. The hapless woman struggled all the way down, kicking and screaming as Glinda moaned, licking her lips in euphoric delight as she took enjoyment in feeling the woman struggling to escape her demise in vain. She then jumped upon hearing Naruto clearing his throat to get her attention. When did he get so close to her?

“Ah, there you are, honey,” Luciela called out. She was busy eating a few pirates of her own; her tails, that had mouths on them, were coiled around a man and a woman. “As you can see, we were just finishing up. The Crimson Sail Cutthroats have been dealt with, as you can see.”

“I can.” the blond chuckled; then he looked up at Glinda. “You must enjoy eating your prey whole, don’t you?”

Said awakened woman let out a sheepish chuckle. “More than I should, admittedly…”

He stared at her for a looong while, with each second serving to make Glinda more and more nervous. Then Naruto shrugged and said, “Well, if that makes you happy then who am I to complain?” then he leered at her, “I have to admit, though, the view is nice.”

She immediately covered her chest with a giggle. “Oh, stop, you’re embarrassing me~!” She certainly enjoyed the praise, even if she wasn’t used to it. Hell, she was afraid that her little… habit of swallowing people whole might scare him off, so she’d kept it to herself.

“Oh? You don’t like it when say stuff like that? Okay. I can stop…”

“N-nevermind,” Glinda said a little too quickly, much to Luciela’s amusement. “I was just teasing, you flatterer!”

Naruto grinned and crossed his arms. “Really? I have to admit you are charmingly beautiful in your awakened form. You have a nice pair of tits on you as well~. The same goes for you, Luciela.”

Both women giggled at that. And Luciela discarded the cleanly picked bones of her victims aside, and strode over to her husband before leaning against him. Her tails, now without any jagged mouths on them, slithered and coiled their way around Naruto’s body; as for the blond himself, he chuckled before putting an arm around the redheads waist and pulling her towards him.

“So where are the other three who are with you?” he asked looking around for the awakened beings in question.

“Elda’s hanging out in the ship,” Luciela pointed out, “she led a charge, when Glinda managed to beach it. Cinder and Tammy followed her in while Glinda and I mopped up out here.”

“Which was when I showed up,” Naruto said. As if on cue, a blood curdling scream and a maniacal cackle came from the ship as Elda found the captain. “I should ask if Elda is okay… but I know better than to do that.” the answer is obvious, anyway... and there wasn’t much of a point in asking in the first place.

A few minutes later, Elda slithered back up on deck. Her awakened form greatly resembled Ophelia’s in that she was a snake from the waist down… though it was significantly smaller. In fact, the ‘human’ part was no bigger than in her actual human form. And unlike Ophelia, Elda had wings, and four arms. Her hands were equipped with razor-sharp claws and her wings were mostly white, with black patterns. Her hair was replaced with black, writhing tentacles and her eyes were glowing red. She was also wearing an elaborately decorated tricorn with a large peacock feather in it - most likely a trophy from the now-dead captain. Naruto couldn’t help but chuckle at that. He had to admit that tricorn she’s wearing oddly suited her. When Elda spotted him, her eyes lit up - literally at that - and she fluttered down to the shore… at which point, Naruto noticed that she was stacked. The woman had bigger tits in this form than Hinata! It was impressive.

“Enjoy yourself, Elda?” Naruto called out as she approached; he looked down at himself momentarily upon feeling Luciela’s tails pulling away… but not before giving him a playful nip on the buttcheek. He yelped and chuckled at that.

“More than I thought I would.” Elda answered with a childish giggle. One pair of arms crossed under her bosom, inadvertently making them look better, and the other pair adjusted the hat she… ‘commandeered’ from the captain of the ship.

“Alright, I have to say,” Naruto began, as he looked her up and down. “You look similar to Ophelia’s awakened form. Minus the extra pair arms and wings. Very nice, though. I like it~!”

Elda giggled, blushing heavily at that.

Soon after, a black, fox-like creature with two heads, red, glowing eyes and three tails hopped out from the bowels of the ship. This creature was adorned with white, boney spikes and plates bearing red markings. Naruto recognized it as Cinder, due to her yoki signature. Her maws and the lower part of each head’s jaw was heavily dirtied with blood. As were her tails and front paws.

Following her out was Tammy. Her awakened form was the smallest one here, and out of everyone else, her transformation was the most minimalistic. The blonde now had a long, black, spiky mane in place of her golden locks, accompanied by curled, ram-like horns. Large, black spines also shot forth from the sides of her shins and forearms. Her hands were equipped with three massive claws and she had a long, whip-like tail with two spikes on either side. Finishing the look were a large pair of bat-like wings sprouting from her shoulders with a span twice as wide as her height. All-in-all, she looked very much like a demon of local folklore… a succubus, if Naruto wasn’t mistaken? She was also naked… and bloody. And had the heads of two men and a woman held by their hair in her hands and tail. Naruto didn’t know if he should be disturbed or aroused by the sight.

Naruto let out a whistle and said. “I don’t know if I should be disturbed or aroused, by you, Tammy.”

Said woman giggled as she presented the heads. “The captain and her two subordinates,” she said, “they won’t be bothering this town anymore.”

“Alright,” Naruto took the heads off her before sealing them away in a scroll together. Then he looked at her and Cinder, “Do you girls want to get cleaned up before we go? I know a technique I can use to wash off all the blood.”

“What about the ship?” Luciela asked; she didn’t want to just leave it here to rot. If anything it will serve as a way to get off this damnable island once they finally take care of the Organization and the youma.

“That’s a good question…” Naruto replied. “She would certainly come in handy. How good of shape is she in?”

“We didn’t do too much damage.” Elda answered, “We simply broke in through the top, so the hull is still secure. You may have to repair the doors to the captain's cabin and to the cargo hold however.”

“Noted,” Naruto muttered. “Alright, Let’s seal her up for now and see what we can do with her, later.” as he said that Naruto took out another scroll and approached the crashed ship, where he proceeded to seal it away. Once that was done he rolled up the scroll and put it… somewhere. Where he put it neither of them knew… considering chakra lets him do a lot of insane shit, they didn’t bother asking. Then Naruto looked at Tammy and Cinder again. “My previous question still stands: do you two want to get cleaned up before heading into town? I’m going to be staying at The Hungry Mate for a few days, before heading back to Morris.”

Cinder giggled, quickly shifting back to her human form. “Are you sure you wouldn’t want to watch me bathe~?” she asked enticingly.

“I would love nothing more than to watch you bathe, either in your awakened, or human form.” Naruto admitted, “But there are a few warriors here, and I want to make sure they don’t do anything stupid like attacking your pretty asses.”

“We met them earlier,” Luciela replied. “They were scared shitless of us, so I wouldn’t worry too much… but, then again, fear does encourage people to do some stupid shit.” and by ‘they’ she meant Phina and Keira, Anastasia and Dominique played the act of being scared very well.

“I see… well hopefully with me around they won’t attack you. Even if they know full well who you are.” then he leered at Cinder who wasn’t even bothering trying to hide her nudity. “I’m actually tempted to let you bathe, I’d have one hell of a showing~.”

Cinder giggled, licking her lips hungrily. “Maybe when I’m done, you can… warm me back up~!”

Naruto let out a hearty chuckle at that. “I’ll think about it,” he said. She won’t be affected by the cold anyway, because of what she is; but he will most certainly think about it. Then he looked at Elda and surprised the heck out of the awakened one as he grabbed onto her tits and started rubbing and squeezing them. “And as for you, Elda; you should be ashamed of yourself~! Keeping your fat tits out like this? It’s like you’re asking for me to do this!”

Elda mewled sliding her tail around him as she hugged the man close and leaned into his touch. Her lack of action told Naruto everything he needed to know, and so he started squashing her fat tits together while rubbing them. The former Number 6 was not idle as she swiftly undid Naruto’s pants with her lower arms and raised his tunic with her upper pair. Chuckling, Naruto looked back to Cinder, then Tammy, “New plan, you two can bathe yourself... while Elda here gets herself some much needed attention. Maybe Luciela and Glinda can join in if they want to as well. You two certainly can come and get ‘warmed up’ by me once you’re done washing off the blood if you want.”

Cinder and Tammy giggled and nodded, scurrying on over to the shoreline to wash up, once the latter shifted back into her human form. Then Naruto looked at Glinda as Elda started worshipping his upper body with kisses, “Are you going to stay in your awakened form? I have to say, I don’t mind if you do. It’ll give me something nice to look at, if you get what I mean~” he said with a suggestive wagging of his eyebrows.

Elda giggled. “I still have a place for it to go, even in this form,” she said. “Just let me guide the little beast and I will let you spill your seed within me to your heart’s content~!”

Luciela giggled in amusement, “I do believe Naruto was talking to Glinda, there.” she pointed out.

“That can work both ways,” Naruto chuckled, “I certainly wouldn’t mind fucking your sexy ass into the sand, Elda.” he gave the snake-like awakened being several kisses on the jawline. “Now, as for you Glinda: are you going to stay in your awakened form?”

She giggled shrinking down a bit, until she was about seven feet tall. “How’s that?”

“A pleasant surprise!” Naruto commented happily. “Seems Luciela isn’t the only one here that can change heights.”

“Well… there goes one thing that made me unique…” then the redhead put the back of her wrist against her forehead, “Oh how can I ever win his affections back~?” Luciela wailed overdramatically, it was a little too dramatic for it to even be real.

She let out a squawk upon feeling Naruto swat her buttcheek. “You can start by showing me affection of course~.” the blond pointed out with a smirk. “You’re good at that, remember?”

Luciela giggled. “Noted~!”

Feeling that his attention had been drawn away from her long enough, Elda spat on her clawed hand and carefully lubed Naruto up, before guiding him to her concealed hole. The blond chuckled, wrapping his arms around the awakened being, pulling her body towards his.

Naruto groaned as he felt himself enter Elda’s tight, hot snatch, revelling in the unique feel of it. Elda’s arms and tail pulled him closer,

“Oh, my,” she gasped, already out of breath the instant she felt the blond bottom out within her. She shuddered blissfully when he started to withdraw and the wailed in pleasure at the feel of her man slamming back in. Then, he did it again… and again… and again.

Luciela giggled and pressed herself up against her husbands’ back. “That’s it, my love. Give her the fucking she deserves~!” she goaded while leaning in against the crook of his neck to give him kisses.

----

Meanwhile back in the Citadel of Morris, in the bedchambers belonging to Naruto, Miria went ramrod straight and glared suspiciously at Naruto lying down beside her. As he felt her eyes on him the blond looked at her and cocked his head to the side.

“What?” he asked.

“You’re messing about with those harlots aren’t you?” she accused.

Not knowing what she was talking about, but having a suspicion that his wife was probably talking about a clone or two that are venturing out in Lautrec, Naruto furrowed his brow in confusion. “No,” he corrected her patiently. “I’m here with you. It’s probably a clone of mine.”

“Still counts,” she muttered grumpily. “Why can’t you be satisfied with me, or… or… Clare, or Galatea, Jean or Cynthia?”

Naruto sighed, pulling his wife down into a loving hug. “Look, honey,” he said with a warm chuckle, “you’re spending more time with me: the original, than any of the others in this family. That has to count for something right? Besides… remember that time you and Glissa kidnapped me and tried to kill me though fucking for three. Bloody. Weeks…”

Miria sighed, still grumpy. “I… wasn’t trying to kill you,” she mumbled.

He chuckled warmly again, “It would have been one hell of a way to go though. Death by sex with a pair of hot-ass brunettes.”

His wife blushed heavily at that. “It was certainly fun,” she admitted. Then, she sat up, straddling Naruto’s lap. “You always somehow manage to make up for it… I don’t know how. But, you’re not stopping if I have anything to say about it.” She gave him a dirty look. “I also know damn well that you’re going to have more kids on the way by the end of it, and one of them will be mine. You got that?”

“Well, well, well, look who’s putting her foot down~!” Naruto grinned widely at her. “I do love a woman who shows me who’s boss. It’s so damn sexy~!” With that, Miria let out a yelp as she was pulled down into a heated, loving kiss as her man rolled them over so that she was on the bottom. “So… shall we begin~?”

----

Elda wailed to the heavens as she felt Naruto pound her like a jackhammer, rapidly and deeply thrusting into her dripping snatch with complete abandon. Meanwhile, Tammy and Cinder were washing the blood off their bodies all the while watching the blond having his way with Elda. Luciela meanwhile was rubbing herself against her husband whispering encouraging words into his ear, and lastly Glinda was no longer in her harpy-like form and was happily rubbing up against him as well. Kneeling down on one knee, atop the cliff, where Naruto had gone down, the group of five were being watched by Dominique, Phina and Keria. Their leader, Anastasia, had gone off to meet with her handler, and it was Dominique who had wanted to see where the blond was going. Phina and Keria had gotten themselves roped in, as they wanted to back the wavy-haired woman up in case things went wrong. For Dominique… this was exactly what she was expecting, because of Naruto’s reputation to seduce female warriors and awakened beings.

For Phina and Keira on the other hand… not so much.

“What the hell!?” Phina hissed with hushed disbelief.

“Is he really… fornicating with those awakened beings…? Is he insane!?” Keira hissed aloud in a hush whisper; she did not want to give their presence away to them. Not now. Not ever!

“He’s insane enough to have fucked Riful of the West,” Dominique pointed out, “That alone should tell you enough.” She then blushed heavily upon hearing Elda being brought to climax. “I… can’t help but wonder what it feels like…”

The Number 18 had received odd looks from the Numbers 31 and 38. “Dominique… you cannot be serious,” the latter hissed in disbelief.

“And even if you were… would he even look at us once he sees our stigma?” asked the former. The secret of him being able to heal their stigma’ is still a well kept secret amongst the rebellion; even if Anastasia and Dominique were doing their job of spreading the word through rumours, that the Organization is not all they appear to be.

“He didn’t care when he pounded the survivors of Pieta,” she said dreamily. “I hear that he fucked no less than ten of them in one setting~!” She got odd looks from them again; even as they did their best to ignore the wailings of Elda as she came again. “Or… was it fifteen of them in one setting? It’s been years since the War in the North, and I heard so many people talking about it, that the number of women he had fornicated with is no longer accurate…”

“Uh…” Phina and Keira ever so slowly edged away from the woman as the far off look on her face became more and more… extreme. And was she… drooling?

“YES!” Elda shrieked at the top of her lungs, no longer caring if someone just happened upon their romp, and startling the ever living hell out of the Numbers 38 and 31. “FUCK ME GOOD, YOU STUD! FILL ME UP AND MAKE ME YOURS!!!”

Phina turned beet red upon hearing that.

Back down on the beach, Naruto grunted in exertion upon feeling Elda’s inner walls clamp down, greedily milking and sucking his cock. And to think, this all started by just grabbing onto her fat tits… he should really learn to keep it in his pants more often. But fucking was way too much fun for him to stop. And, feeling her snatch snuggled around his prick so nice and tightly like that… well, who was he to deny what she desired? And so taking his hands away from her heaving knockers, Naruto moved them down to her hips, just where they connected with her lower-snake like body, and suddenly doubled his pace, fucking her like he meant it. He was already close thanks to the feeling of her unique cunt milking and sucking his dick, he’d might as well go for the extra stretch and push himself to it.

Elda wailed once more, a third orgasm wracking her very being immediately after the second. Her inner walls clamped impossibly tight around his dick and her juices gushed forth as she writhed in pleasure and hugged him close. That feel of being so thoroughly squeezed and milked was Naruto’s downfall, as he slammed into her one last time with a pleasured grunt. His entire dick visibly throbbed as the blond emptied his balls into the awakened woman, and filled her womb with his seed. A small part of him couldn’t help but wonder if she’d lay an egg or something but that thought was tossed aside as he continued to paint her inner walls a pearly white with his jizz. Still… a 60 percent chance of getting pregnant is above average, in comparison to the 55 percent chance of hybrids getting pregnant. It is not a guarantee. Even IF his seed was potent. The awakened woman getting her womb painted white has a 60 percent chance of getting a kid growing, so two times out of five, they wouldn’t.

He wondered if her tits would get bigger…?

Elda fell back in a heap, keeping her form as she writhed about and reveled in the utter bliss of being claimed. With her current form, she had gravity on her side to help ensure that Naruto’s little invaders would be able to venture all the way back to her farthest depths in search of their other half.

Naruto’s curiosity would be satisfied soon enough… just not for some time. Speaking of the blond, he suddenly found himself on his back with a ravenous, white-haired woman straddling him. Glinda had seen enough and wanted a piece of this stud for herself, she she was going to get it! He had a good feeling he wasn’t going to be leaving the beach any time soon… because Cinder and Tammy had finished bathing and were making their way to join in.

----

Several hours later in the port town of Sandy Crotch, Dominique, Keira and Phina were aimlessly wandering around with no destination in sight. What they had seen could not be unseen… and would be etched in their memories for the rest of their lives. Out of the three however only Dominique was aroused, and she would have kept watching Naruto fornicate with those awakened beings, had they not have someplace else to go.

“...how many hours was that?” a heavily blushing Phina timidly asked.

“...several.” an equally timid and flustered Keira answered, “five hours, at least… I, think? I do not know. They just wouldn’t stop. First that winged-snake awakened, then that human-bird awakened, and then those two awakened beings from the water, then finally Luciela.”

“They just. Kept. Going!I” Phina and Keria shuddered at the same time; they had no idea if they should be terrified of the blond or not for the feat alone!

“At least Luciela and her entourage are no longer near Sandy Crotch,” Dominique said optimistically. “Now what was the name of that inn again…?” The Hungry… something; she remembered that much of the name.

“The… Hungry Mate,” Phina muttered uncomfortably. “Who names a town Sandy Crotch, anyways?”

“Someone who has a bad sense of naming.” Keira mumbled, crossing her arms.

“Or just a bad sense of humor,” Dominique giggled. “I wonder if Anastasia is still around?”

“I am.” Speak of the devil and she shall appear! Dominique, Keira and Phina all stopped walking and looked to their right and found the woman in question approaching them with a small frown. “I informed the handler of the situation here, and also informed him of the Ladykillers whereabouts. Our new orders are to try and gather information on his combat potential…”

“They want us to find out how he fights?!” Phina almost shrieked at that. “Why!?”

“I believe they want us to get information so it can be used for the rumoured ‘warriors in red’.” Anastasia answered.

“...The warriors in red… word is among us is that they have the power of Number One, right?” Dominique asked for clarification.

Anastasia nodded. “Yes. And if the rumours are true, they are being specially trained to fight the Ladykiller himself.” then she ran her digits through her hair and sighed. “Of course, I have no intention on fighting the Ladykiller. No matter what our orders are.”

“Not that I’m going against our orders… but, how are we going to get information to the Organization then? By asking him?” Keira asked; it was almost rhetorical, a question the Number 31 wasn’t expecting to be answered.

The short haired blonde was surprised when Anastasia shrugged nonchalantly. “Asking never hurt anyone. And Dominique and I have met him before.” She leered at the woman in question. “Perhaps you can give him… incentive?”

So, now she had an excuse to suck his dick? Dominique grinned lewdly. “I can certainly try, but we will have to wait and see…” then she looked at Phina, and added, “And since we’re all tasked to get information on how he fights, and we all know where he is going to be staying for several days… it looks like you don’t have an excuse to not be in The Hungry Mate inn now.”

The Number 38 blushed heavily but gave the wavy haired woman a stern look, “I ask the questions, you give him incentive to answer,” she replied defiantly.

“Okay. I can do that…” Dominique replied, then she looked at Anastasia and said, “Unless you want to help me give him an ‘incentive’ to answer too?”

Anastasia blushed and giggled. “Considering what I could literally hear from a mile away, you might be enough for him… but, if you’re not, I’ll see what I can do to help.”

Keira and Phina both groaned into their hands as the two more capable warriors of their little group talked about seducing the Ladykiller. He can’t be that easy to seduce, can he?! Nevertheless, Anastasia was once again the leader of this party and what she says goes. With their little plan of action agreed on, the group of four made their way to The Hungry Mate inn on the port to book a room. Phina and Keira were going to ask the questions, Dominique was going to ‘help him’ along with answering them, and Anastasia was going to help her do it, if she was unable to do so alone.

----

To the Northwest of the Dragonspire Mountains, Naruto - a clone of him at least - cocked his head to the side, as he stood unfazed by the seemingly dire situation he was in. He was surrounded on all sides by twenty youma. All of whom had fresh blood on their hands. And in front of him, was a fresh pile of bodies lying on the ground, and behind said bodies was a cabin.

“Gah-ha-ha!” one of the youmas laughed, “What have we here? More fresh meat!”

“Well…” the Naruto clone casually surveyed his surroundings, “we’re too late to save those people… but we can certainly avenge them.” the Kage Bunshin looked to his companions and asked, “What do you ladies think?”

Tesla frowned, drawing her sword with a grim expression. “I will make them suffer,” she said.

Soon after being ‘kidnapped’ by the Ladykiller, the former Number 15 found herself quickly becoming rather used to this new life of hers. The blond was lenient, friendly, and understanding, and when he finally healed her stigma, she outright pledged herself to him right then and there. Phantom Miria looked like she wanted to rip her head from her shoulders when she glomped her husband in her nudity. But over the course of her stay, Tesla had met a couple of people from his homeland when they came over to visit, even two of the tailed beasts, Shukaku and Matatabi! The tailed beasts… they were not what she had been expecting. At all. The cat-like one was so friendly and polite that it was legitimately shocking. The raccoon… was a little weird, but friendly too.

Naruto looked to his other two companions, “And you two?”

Irene shrugged, saying, “let the youngsters take care of them. If I get involved, it’ll be over, before they have a chance to blink.”

“I see your point,” Naruto chuckled, then he looked at the final girl. Their newest recruit, Letitia. “And what about you?”

Former Number 10, Beheader Letitia was a young woman with a heart shaped face, and has a hair-style that is very similar to his wife, Miria. Only Letitia’s mop of hair was more sharp, more ragged. The woman looked even more stern than Miria did, though that was just a front for her gentle and concerning personality.

Letitia took her sword out of its slot and held it up in a hanging right stance, “I shall put them out of their misery.”

Just then, Naruto vanished as a pair of claws shot forth extending from within the cabin and impaling the ground upon which he’d previously stood. In that very instant he did, Tesla and Letitia charged forth, immediately putting their new skills to use. As the latter shot a stream of water with Mizurappa, the former produced a lightning bolt, giving the youmas quite the shock, pun intended. Three dropped dead instantly, while six more were stunned. Then, with one sword coated in lightning and another coated in wind chakra, the two women made quick work of the extending claws sent their way. While Letitia and Tesla took care of the youmas that were outside, with Irene watching them go to work, Naruto was inside the cabin and was a little preoccupied in dealing with some youma of his own.

When he showed up in the interior of the building, the blond was immediately put on the defense... for about five seconds. Turns out there was a few more youma inside of the cabin. So that was actually twenty two youma… well… until he sliced their heads from their shoulders with his chakra enhanced kunai; now it was minus five, so there was sixteen youma. Looking around momentarily Naruto put his kunai away and started searching around. This many youma in one place? It wreaked with suspicion and begged investigating.

Back outside, Tesla lopped three heads off with one swing as she gave chase to a few of the survivors who’d lost their balls and tried to flee. Letitia coated her claymore with wind chakra and used her sword to effortlessly lop off the heads of three more youmas that tried to get the drop on her. Then she turned on the balls of her feet and sliced and diced at many a youma in half vertically and diagonally. Several times in fact. It happened so fast in the span of five seconds that if you had blinked, you would have missed a part of it. Five more fell before the blade of the Former Number 10, leaving eight youma left to face them. The warriors charged, disappearing in poofs of smoke, just before they would have been impaled by several sets of extending claws. In their place were two of the youma they’d been charging at, and they were impaled through the head and torso by said extending claws, killing them before they could react. That shocked the remaining youma, and two more were killed when Tesla and Letitia reappeared behind them and drove their swords through their skulls. It was here that the remaining four realised they were way out of their league and tried to hightail it out of there.

Tesla and Letitia were having none of that, though, and gave chase. Narrowing her eyes, the latter silently muttered a few words while making several hand seals with one hand; and using the moisture from the Mizurappa she’d shot off earlier and calling it forth around her offhand. Then, with a wave of her arm she launched a thin stream of water in the form of Mizu no Muchi, the water whip technique, wrapping the tendril around the ankle of the youma in front and dragging him back, tripping his friends in the process. Then, Tesla, whose hand was crackling with lightning chakra that resembled Kakashi and Sasuke’s Chidori, yet, at the same time it did not, reared said hand back before throwing it forward. A bolt of lightning shot out from her palm, taking the form of a bird, before it struck the youmas less than a second later. Irene nodded to herself as the younger women killed the remaining four youmas. They handled that quite well. While this was nothing for someone like her, seeing these two eliminate twenty youmas without any help was damn impressive in her opinion. Granted the… chakra Naruto allowed them to use, had given them an unfair advantage... but then again the world wasn’t fair. The silver haired woman then looked towards the cabin and stepped over the bodies of the deceased civilians as she made her way over to the doorway.

“Hey… it’s okay…” Irene heard the blond say as she got within earshot, “I’m not going to hurt you.” when she peered into the interior of the building, the woman found Naruto kneeling at a safe distance away from a bed.

“Mmm…” Irene grew slightly wide eyed in realisation. There was a child under the bed! A young boy, from the sound of it.

“You want me to back up? I can back up. See?” Naruto backed away a little more from the bed. “The bad monsters are gone, now. Listen, closely... Can you hear them?”

From under the bed, the brat didn’t reply, frowning as he looked to see another pair of boots standing in the doorway.

Naruto followed the boy’s gaze, and found Irene standing there. “She’s a friend of mine. She won’t hurt you. I promise.” he told him, bringing his gaze back to the child. “I need to take you someplace safe. Come on, take my hand.”

The boy whimpered, but after a long pause, he crawled forth and reached out to him. Naruto took a few cautious steps forward and held the child’s hand, before gently pulled him out from under the bed. He couldn’t be older than six. Naruto carried him in his arms and stood up. The child was very young, indeed, with black, shaggy hair and silver eyes. He was decked out in a simple tunic shorts and shoes - all varying shades of tan.

“What’s your name?” the blond asked.

The young boy frowned, looking down. “M-my name is Devlin.”

“Devlin, huh.” Naruto then looked to the doorway and found Irene standing there. He looked back at the child in his arms, and asked. “Devlin, this may be hard for you to do and you don’t have an answer if you do not want to, okay? So, do you know what happened? When did the monsters come?”

Devlin sniffed and rubbed at his eyes, “T-t-the monsters came a long time ago. I-I-I was under my bed f-for a long time. I heard my… my mama and papa, and my… my brothers and sister screaming as the monsters took them outside… then, there was a lot of bad noises...”

“A long time ago, huh…” Considering that the child was only six, that could have meant anything from a few hours to a day or so. And the bodies outside were fresh. Seeing as how Devlin was also not dehydrated, it was safe to assume the former. “Devlin, I’m going to take you outside where my friends are okay. What I want you to do is press your face against my shoulder and ignore the smell; and don’t look, until I say you can look. Can you do that for me?” he kindly asked the child. Devlin looked up at him for a moment, sniffed and nodded before doing as Naruto asked. With a heavy sigh Naruto turned and made his way out of the cabin where Irene, Tesla and Letitia were waiting for him. Irene already knew about the kid being in there, but the other two did not. They were unable to hold in their shock as Naruto emerged from the building with Devlin in his arms.

“Let’s go,” he told them and got started on getting as far away from this place as possible.

“What about the kid?” Tesla asked.

“He is coming with us. I am not leaving him here to fend for himself.” Naruto answered, and knowing from personal experience how shitty living alone with barely anyone around to look after you was, there was no fucking way he was leaving this kid to the same fate. “I’ll see about looking after him, or getting Shizune to watch over him. Maybe Miria… She’s been wanting another son, lately.”

“Are you not married to Miria?” Tesla pointedly asked.

“I am…” the blond confirmed to something that was already known, “and with her looking after Devlin, so would I by association.” His carefree attitude towards that declaration was nothing short of jarring to the newest members of his little rebellion, but they and Irene couldn’t keep the smiles off their faces upon hearing it.

“Can I look up now?” little Devlin asked.

Naruto looked over his shoulder and saw they were far enough away from the cabin for the boy to not be scarred for life. “Yeah, you can look up now.” he told the dark haired child. Sniffing once more Devlin slowly looked up and found himself under the gazes of Tesla, Letitia and Irene. He whimpered and pressed himself against Naruto. The Uzumaki Patriarch chuckled and bounced the boy in his arms. “There is no need for you to be scared of them, Dev. They won’t bite.”

“Mama and Papa were always scared of the silver-eyed ladies,” the boy countered, as if this point was all that mattered in the world.

“A lot of people were, because silver-eyed ladies are weird,” Naruto pointed out. “People are scared of weird things, things they don’t understand, but weird things aren’t always something you should be scared of. They won’t hurt you. I promise. I wouldn’t let them near you if they would.”

Devlin looked at him inquisitively. “How do you know they won’t?”

At that Naruto said, “Because I’ve been around them for a long time, and they never hurt anyone that didn’t deserve it. And, I trust them with my life.” then he grinned, “Besides, they’re pretty awesome ladies. They can do stuff that normal people can’t, and they are very underappreciated for what they do too.” it just sucks that they, along with everyone else on this continent, has been brainwashed by the Organization for so long; the Uzumaki Patriarch was pretty sure that other warriors in past generations started asking questions, and stuck their noses in things they shouldn’t, like Miria had done. And since the Organization is still around, it’s pretty damn obvious that those warriors were silenced before they could do anything.

“Yeah.” Tesla nodded concurringly. “We shed our humanity so we can protect people from the monsters. And people like your mommy and daddy fear us because we are no longer completely human.”

“Which is pretty stupid in my opinion.” Naruto said with a roll of his eyes. “If people treat you as monsters, is it any wonder why many women who shed their humanity are worse off? And don’t get me started on what happens to the children, who lost their parents to the monsters in towns and villages. In my opinion, it is completely unnecessary and not needed when there are other ways to find out if they had been become monsters themselves.”

“Oh? And how would you do things?” Irene asked, out of interest.

“The monsters you fight bleed purple. All the villagers had to do was draw blood to see if it was purple. Or, if the ‘claymore’ they hired to kill the monster was still there, they could have had her check and see if the child was a youma as well. But, for some reason, they don’t do either of those things.” Naruto pointed out to her, Tesla and Letitia.

“Well, to be fair, drawing blood leaves most people susceptible to infection,” Tesla pointed out. “We don’t have that problem, because we’re not fully human anymore, but most people don’t have much understanding in medicine and the like.”

“I don’t have much understanding either, but even I know our bodies have immunities to certain illnesses. And if we do get sick, our bodies adapt immunities to them.”

“If you survive,” Tesla countered.

“To be fair,” Irene butted in, “you’re from a continent with far more sophisticated medical technology and understanding. We don’t have that here. On this continent, so much as getting your face cut in battle is quite often a death sentence.”

“I see your point there; then again, against some youma and voracious eaters, your armour is pretty useless. You’d might as well be wearing no protection.”

“Again, we don’t get sick, because we have the flesh and blood of youma in us.” Letitia pointed out.

“Having the flesh and blood of youma won’t matter if you have your legs chopped off.” he countered.

“What does this have to do with villages adopting a youma-detection process?” Tesla asked, legitimately confused.

Naruto chuckled sheepishly. “I... have no idea. Sorry that I got off topic, there. How that went from a conversation of youma detection to you ladies, is beyond me.” he cleared his throat and went back to the original subject, “Anyway, I’m not saying the villagers should make a large gash on the palm of their hand, or on their leg. It should just be a little prick on the finger. We could easily teach them how to disinfect the wound with alcohol and show them how to brew everclear more easily for that purpose, as well.”

“I personally like the idea of them using us as a way to find out if anyone is a youma or not.” Irene said. “It may be a hassle to do, but if it stops people from dying…”

“People will be resistant to change,” Tesla pointed out with a sigh. “That is an unfortunate trait humanity shares… but, if it helps some people, that’s better than nothing...”

----

Some time later, in the Sandy Crotch.

With a tired sigh Naruto pushed open the door that led to the interior of The Hungry Mate inn. After making sure Luciela and her entourage left the port town unmolested - figuratively speaking, of course - the blond made his way to the inn he said he was going to be staying in. He was immediately greeted with the sight Dominique’s hungry eyes practically glowing with lust on the other side of the barroom. Well… he wasn’t expecting that honestly. Then again, he probably should have; she did ask him where he was staying after all… and now that he thought back on it, she mentioned giving him a blowjob. Thank god he was just a clone though. Chuckling to himself Naruto smiled and waved politely in greeting at Dominique. She smirked at him and slyly waved back at him. Chuckling once more the blond then made his way over to the receptionist and got the keys to his room; then, he made his way over to the Number 18 and sat down beside her.

“Well, looks who’s still around.” he said, turning slightly to look at her with a smile. “I thought you would have left by now. Where are the other three that were with you?”

“They’ve booked a room for the night,” Dominique replied with an impish grin, “They wanted me to… thank you for helping us out with that investigation.” She suggestively fluttered her eyelashes at him, to the amazement of many a patron in the inn.

Naruto quirked an eyebrow at that. She was lying. Well… partially lying anyway. Still he’ll see where this goes, for now anyway. He grinned in amusement, “Oh? Is that so. Well, you don’t need to thank me. Just keep doing what you ladies do. You are the ones that are constantly risking your lives after all.” then he leaned in and whispered so only she could hear, “So what is the real reason you’re still here?”

Grinning Dominique whispered back, “Anastasia’s handler wants us to try and get some information on your fighting prowess. Instead of fighting you, we decided on just asking you, while I provide… incentive for you to answer those questions~!”

Naruto gave her a look. “...Why don’t you just ask me instead? You and Anna are secretly part of the rebellion after all.” he pointed out to her. Then he thought about it for a second and added, “Unless it’s because of those other two that are with you?”

“Truth be told, it is because of them.” Dominique confirmed, “Captain Anastasia wants to bring them into the fold, the more people spreading the word the better. Also… there are rumours that need to be brought to your attention.” she paused and looked around, and saw many people looking their way. “Not here, though. There is too many people around; follow me to the room we’re renting.” Putting that aside until they were in private, Dominique shrugged. “All that aside, I want to have a little fun,” she concluded with a giggle.

“I see. Well, depending on how bad these rumours are, you might not get the chance. Nevertheless, lead the way to the rest of your team.” Any rumour, no matter how outlandish they may sound, are based off of a truth. And he is aware that someone had tried to revive Teresa - there has been no activity on that end for some time, but he is still waiting for someone to make that attempt once more. Sighing Dominique showed her understanding. She fancied him, she will admit that to herself. And she wanted to help him, and in turn, the rebellion, take down those scumbags in the Organization. With that thought in mind, both Dominique and Naruto got up off their seats, with the former leading the latter to the rest of her team. Though to keep up her act, she giggled impishly and gave her hips an extra sway with every step. That did wonders in catching his eye.

It didn’t take long before Naruto was sitting on a bed before Anastasia, Dominique, Phina and Keira. The latter two were also horribly flustered, though Naruto himself knew not why. “So,” the blond muttered with a nervous chuckle. “What can I do for you lovely ladies~?”

Expertly keeping up the act, Anastasia gave him a charming grin. “We just have a few questions for you,” she said, “Dominique, here, has volunteered to give you incentive, if necessary. They’re just a few harmless ones about what you’re capable of.”

Naruto, playing along, raised an eyebrow at that. “Oh?” he asked impishly. “What kind of questions, and define ‘incentive’.”

“Well, it won’t be Dominique or myself that will be asking the questions,” Anastasia began and she and Dominique both went over and sat down beside him. “Phina and Keria are the ones asking the questions.”

“The questions they will ask you will be mostly harmless,” Dominique added as she placed her hand on his thigh and started rubbing him enticingly. “Is that right?” she asked, looking at the Numbers 31 and 38 in question.

“Y-yes!” Phina cleared her throat and took a deep breath. Then she gave him a inquisitive look, “H-how strong are you?”

Naruto gave her a searching look for several seconds. “Can you clarify, please?” he then asked her.

“W-what do you mean?” Phina asked.

“You asked how strong I am. There is a lot of ways I can answer that question. I can be as vague as I want to be, or I can go into as much detail as possible that it would go right over your pretty head.” the blond clarified. “Sorry, I am not being a jerk to you. I just want a better clarification is all.”

Keria decided to ask a question of her own. “What techniques are you capable of using?”

Naruto shrugged. “A lot,” he was being vague as fuck, he knew that, but the blond could not let that opportunity go. “Though it depends on what you mean by techniques. Cooking is a technique, if you sit down and think about it.”

“I think they mean offensive techniques,” Anastasia pointed out to him. “Techniques you use to fight.”

“Oh. Well, why didn’t you say so?” Naruto teased. “I can use the five elements: earth, fire, wind, water, and lightning, though I gravitate more towards wind, because I have a natural affinity towards it.” he rubbed his chin as he thought on what else he can say to them… while being vague in a way that sounds anything but. “I can walk on water and walls, and disguise myself as almost any creature or object I can see. I can change gender, even, but I haven’t used that technique in years… not to mention it would be inappropriate.”

Dominique perked up at that, visibly interested.

“I got a lot of offensive techniques under my sleeve. It’s pretty hard to keep track of them all, to be honest. There was that one technique I used to kill Riful’s previous consort, and I got more powerful versions of it. And don’t get me started on my transformations. I got like… eight of them? Maybe nine or ten? I dunno, I lost count.” he finished with a scratch to the side of his head and a sheepish chuckle.

“T-transformations?”

“Yeah. The giant fox I used in Pieta was…” the blond paused and began to count with his fingers, “...my… sixth strongest transformation? I have like… five or four... maybe more? But yeah, long story short: the giant fox in Pieta wasn’t my strongest form. I have a few more.” Keira and Phina were visibly unnerved, while Dominique was impressed and Anastasia was a mixture of both.

“Actually,” his eyes figuratively lit up and he looked at the four women expectantly, “since you are trying to get information, I can show you one of my transformations? If you want that is.” Dominique looked interested and Anastasia narrowed her eyes in thought. Phina and Keira on the other hand looked concerned. What type of transformation was he going to show them if they said yes? But the blond brought up a good point too, since they are trying to get information out of him in a… less confrontational manner.

“I wouldn’t mind seeing what this transformation of yours is.” Dominique said; then, she looked at her captain. “What about you, Captain Anastasia?”

The curly haired blonde sighed and said as she crossed her arms, “Well we are tasked on trying to get information on your combat prowess. And since we have standing orders to not engage you, getting information on a transformation of yours may put us in the Elder Rimuto’s good graces.”

“I see.” Naruto guessed this… ‘Elder Rimuto’ is the leader of the Organization, and therefore, someone he needs to watch out for. Then with a sigh, the blond shifted back on the bed, then crossed his legs with his hands clasped together on his calves. Giving him the traditional meditative stance. Taking a long deep breath, Naruto closed his eyes and then exhaled.

Almost immediately, the woman noticed a change. They didn’t see anything unusual on the blond; there was no physical change. But the second he exhaled the women all watched as his breathing slowed down until it seemed to cease. And he became so still, so, serene, it honestly took them aback. And then, after what felt like hours had passed, they saw it: an orange pigmentation around the eyes then Naruto opened his eyes and the women were surprised to see that the blond’s eyes had also changed, instead of being the vibrant blue they had seen before, now Naruto’s eyes were yellow, with toad-like irises.

“This,” he began, “is the fabled Sage Mode from my homeland. It is one that is the least appearance altering, but in this state the user's strength, speed, stamina, reflexes, perception, and durability are enhanced. How enchanced, I cannot tell you. I don’t want the Organization to know the strengths and weaknesses of this transformation… yet.”

----

That evening, back in Shatter Keep, Naruto arrived personally with Miria and the Team Captains. They all bulled over the information that Harja had gathered from Audrey and Rachel. Also there was Clare. Seeing as how Naruto’s suspicions here a bit… out there, having her there to bring out Teresa and provide eyewitness testimony would be… useful. Tsunade was also present for similar reasons, seeing as how her great uncle was the one who’d invented Edo Tensei. Miria was especially unnerved by the thought of someone reviving the dead. The sheer possibilities such a technique brought to the table were… well, scary as all fuck!

“So… these ‘warriors in red’ are being specifically trained to fight me?” Naruto asked aloud after he heard what Riful had said to them. “Huh. I don’t know if I should be honoured or concerned.”

“According to the rumours floating about among the warriors,” Harja confirmed with a nod. “And after discovering that, the Organization is planning on killing the defectors, we may have to assume these ‘warriors in red’ are to get rid of everyone else after you are killed.” She gave her father a concerned frown. “I don’t know how reliable these rumors are, but I think we should be making plans to counter this rumored task force, just in case.”

Naruto rubbed the bridge of his nose as he closed his eyes in thought. “We’ll take these rumours with a grain of salt, for now, until we get some actual confirmation. We have people within the Organization itself, and I have a seal on... Anastasia, Dominique, Nike, Minerva, and Noma who are all out on the field. I can get word to them and ask them to be on a lookout for any ‘warriors in red’.”

Miria chimed in at that. “Indeed, we should take them with a grain of salt,” she said, “But the possibility of them being resurrected warriors is still there, and if Dae found out how to do that, then we could very well be staring down a potential task force of former Number Ones. That man is certainly insane enough to try such a thing.”

“It would also explain why they tried to dig up Natalie,” Harja pointed out. “You were close to her. So, this… Dae, person, may have tried to get her revived in order to emotionally compromise you, Daddy.”

Miria frowned deeply at that. If the child’s suspicion was true, then they might bring back Hilda for the same reason. She shuddered at the thought.

“If that’s the case then that would mean apart from Number Ones, the Organization may have brought back people some of you know personally.” Naruto hummed thoughtfully, before turning to another one of his wives standing beside him. “Clare, can you bring Teresa out? Apart from Rafaela, she was around for a long time. So she may have known a few women that could be revived for this… task force.”

Clare frowned and nodded. “Alright. Give me a second…”

The former Number 47 took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Soon after, her yoki flared, and then, she started to change. Her form quickly shifted to that of Teresa, before she opened her eyes and smiled faintly at the warriors and awakened beings present.

“Ah, it’s nice to come out for some fresh air,” the former Number One sighed happily. “So… where to begin?”

“Start with the most likely candidates to be revived?” Naruto suggested to her.

“That would be a good question…” Teresa muttered, crossing her arms. “I never did keep up much with history and the like, due to lack of interest. However, if that old psycho is able to revert her back to a warrior or otherwise able to control her, I’d say Hysteria the Elegant is a very real possibility, considering the Rockwell Hill Massacre.”

Naruto didn’t like the sound of that. “What is the Rockwell Hill Massacre?”

“Hysteria didn’t turn in her Black Card when she got close to awakening,” Teresa began. “So, the Organization tried to execute her for insubordination. When she killed the party that was meant to kill her, they sent everyone after her.”

“Everyone?!”

Out of everyone in the room Miria and Riful were the only ones that weren’t surprised; the former had the most knowledge on the Massacre in question and it became infamous amongst the Organization’s warriors. And Riful in particular had sensed the battle from quite a distance away; the site of the massacre was fairly close to her territory after all.

Teresa nodded in confirmation. “Every last warrior that was currently alive,” she said, “a grand total of 39. Two survived: myself and a warrior who would be known from then on as Rosemary the Red. Again, if Dae can revert or control them, she’s another potential candidate. I was the one who killed her, after she sent me her Black Card. She had awakened by the time I got there, though.”

Most of the people there were utterly shocked - not by the claim, but the fact that they could detect no falsehood. Teresa of the Faint smile had single handedly killed an Abyssal-level awakened being?! Again, Riful had witnessed it, much to both her relief and worry at the time. She didn’t like competition… or warriors being as strong as her.

“So we have two potential candidates the Organization may revive. What can you tell us about them?” Naruto asked.

“I have some knowledge on Hysteria,” Miria said. “ Hysteria's technique is similar to my Phantom Mirage; it needs a large burst of yoki to greatly increase speed. As I have never seen it however, I can only make assumptions.”

“I was there, I saw her technique first hand,” Teresa reminded the former Number 6, “And being within Clare, I too bore witness to your Phantom Mirage and I can personally say your techniques are very similar, except Hysteria’s is faster than yours. The proximity of her after-image is such that it appears as if she had slipped through her opponent's body. She was also an arrogant, pretentious… woman,” she added, correcting herself at the last second. “Same goes for Rosemary, personality-wise.”

“Huh. So I’m guessing the ‘Elegant’ part of her moniker is the name of her technique or somehow relating to it?”

“Yup,” Teresa chirped.

Naruto rubbed his chin. “I see… from the sound of it this ‘Elegance’ makes her incredibly fast… Faster than Ei, even… so using my Nine Tails chakra mode or my dad's Hiraishin no Jutsu, will be useful in keeping up with her.” of course, he was merely speculating on Hysteria’s capabilities, and until he experiences Hysteria’s Elegance for himself he will purposely overestimate the woman’s technique.

After a moment of thought, Miria added, “Aside from Teresa and the Abyssal Ones, the five strongest known Number Ones in order were: Sistina the Divine Oracle, Lutecia the Universal, Heavy-Bladed Chloe, Three-Armed Licht, and Dust-Eater Cassandra. Those are the most likely candidates for resurrection, if at all possible.” she crossed her arms and closed her eyes, “From what I hear, Luciela ate Chloe, so I don’t know how possible that one is, but we might want to prepare for her, nonetheless.”

“Considering I had my head cut off by Priscilla, and briefly woke up in a full body,” Teresa pointed out, “we may want to assume they have found a method to regrow or otherwise restore a corpse..”

“That is plausible.” Tsunade said, “Back home, my great granduncle had created a technique that can revive the dead. All it requires is a sample of blood, and a living sacrifice. It may not be the same as to what this Organization may have done,” since they are taking this whole resurrection thing with a grain of salt, “but if they were able to get a sample of your flesh and blood, then they may have regrown your entire body and tried to revive you, afterwards.”

“Makes sense.” said Teresa as she shrugged nonchalantly. “I could easily picture Dae finding a way to simulate or enhance our ability to regenerate. He’s certainly smart and crazy enough to try something like that, from what I’ve noticed…”

“And if the rumour about him is right, he is also a pedophile...” Naruto trailed off in a disgusted mutter.

“Like you are?” Tsunade snarked.

Naruto immediately glared at the former Kage. “NO!” he growled, looking genuinely appalled by the woman’s words, “I am not a pedophile! Riful is older than you! So is Europa!”

“A lolicon, then,” Riful giggled.

“You stay out of this,” Naruto grumbled. Then he crossed his arms and huffed, pouting like a child. “Forget I mentioned it…”

“Aw~” cooed Teresa; then she pulled Naruto to her breast and pet his head. “Let me make you happy again~!”

“Not in front of the kids!” Tsunade yelled, utterly shocked.

Teresa grinned at her, “Don’t do what in front of the kids? I’m not doing anything inappropriate~”

Naruto couldn’t help but chuckle if his life depended on it. Hell, had he not been friends with Tsunade, it probably would have… as would hers. Nevertheless this did make him feel happy again. He was a little happy, but happy, nonetheless.

“Teresa is telling the truth, Granny-Tsunade. She isn’t doing anything inappropriate.” he pointed out to her, while he reached behind the woman holding him to her breast to grab her ass. “She’s just rubbing my head giving me a hug is all.”

The former kage huffed, still a bit flustered. The poor thing was a bit too puritanical for her own good.

Clearing her throat, Miria spoke up, again. “Back to the subject matter,” she said, “do we know how many of these warriors in red there are?”

“We know that the current Number 10 has been reassigned as their leader, according to a few warriors who appeared near Westvale Keep,” Chronos pointed out.

“Oh? Who told you that?” Flora asked.

“Some kid named Abigail,” he replied. “Apparently, she’s been recently promoted to Number 8 and was assigned to scout the western edge of the Dragonspire Mountains. I sent the girl on her merry way, seeing as how she was wise enough not to try and pick a fight.”

“I see… what about Anastasia? I remember, from the memories of a clone that she had stumbled across you, Lars and Gwyn in the stronghold I restored for you in the eastern edge, earlier in the year.”

“She didn’t know much at the time,” Chronos said with a shrug. “Surprisingly polite, that one. I can see why her peers hold her in such high regard.”

“She has a level head on her,” Naruto said with a chuckle. “Pretty likeable too.”

“She is also a part of the rebellion.” Miria added, “Winged Anastasia is trying to spread the word that the Organization is the ones making the youma, and are setting them up to die.”

“...Now that you mention it, she did look genuinely surprised to see us there.” Lars mused.

“She probably thought she was dealing with a band of youma. But got you three instead.” Naruto said rubbing the side of his face against Teresa’s bosom, “Just like when the Organization sent Elise to an abandoned town to wipe out a youma infestation, and she instead met you Chronos.”

“Setting them up to die.” Miria stated with a sickened growl.

“You should expect to encounter more and more warriors of the current generation.” Veronica said as she drummed her forearm. “The Organization is most likely trying to find an entrance to get to Morris undetected. And these refurbished fortresses they are sending warriors to investigate are giving them an excuse to probe probable entries.”

“I never thought I’d say this, but I’m starting to think I should… make an exception for these handlers,” Elspeth muttered irritably. If there was anything she hated, it was assholes who hurt innocent people. The thought of eating people made her skin crawl, unlike Harja, but if anyone deserved to be turned into shit, it was those Handlers.

Naruto leaned his head forward to look at his daughter, “They’ll get theirs, honey. Don’t worry.” he promised, before letting out a grunt when Teresa pulled him back against her bosom. Several women were notably unnerved by the implication… only moreso by Harja’s evil cackle. Naruto couldn’t help but find it amusing.

“So, does anybody else have anything to say? We know at least six candidates that are viable for resurrection. They did try to dig up Natalie, and Miria’s friend Hilda is possibly someone who they are bringing back to life. So who are the others? And do we know what this Number 10 is capable of?” the blond asked.

“The Number 10 is a mystery for me. I never saw her.” Teresa admitted.

“I never saw her either, but I do know a little.” Miria told him. Then with another sigh the sandy-brunette uncrossed her arms and looked at the assembled men and women. “before Luciela awakened and killed just under half of the warriors under the Organization, the Number 10 was just like the rest of us. She had her own region and would take assignments. Afterwards, the Organization changed the role. What that new role is, is one I do not know, but what I do know is that since then the Number 10 has not left the Organization… until now.”

Riful closed her eyes and hummed thoughtfully. “If she is leading the warriors in red, and the role was changed after Luciela awakened, then we can assume that the Number 10 is tasked in preventing a situation like that from ever occurring again. We have no idea what she is capable of, but if she is leading the women in red, then we have to assume she is stronger than her rank implies.”

“That would be most likely,” Europa concurred with a nod. “Perhaps she can control yoki like Rafaela or Galatea?”

“It is a possibility. Maybe she has an ability like… genjutsu? Or an ability to alter someone’s perceptions? If she can make someone unaware, or hallucinate, then that person would be easy pickings for anyone in the area.”

“That would be difficult to achieve with yoki,” Riful pointed out, “but, I can see that being a possibility… perhaps focusing their yoki control on the target’s brain?”

“...Possible.” Octavia muttered thoughtfully. “They would have to be very accurate, though… almost inhumanly so.”

“Warriors aren’t entirely human, so that is a moot point.” Naruto unhelpfully said with a raised finger. “Genjutsu works in a similar manner. If what I was taught is right, by Jiraiya-Sensei, then genjutsu works by altering one's perceptions, like sight, noise, and if one is skilled enough, they can use their noses against them. Genjutsu is unfortunately one of my weaknesses.”

“You can get out of genjutsu though,” Tsunade pointed out to him.

“Yeah. I can. But these warriors in red don’t use chakra. They use yoki. For all we know, if they focus their yoki control and make the victim see things that aren’t there, then said victim might not be able to get out of it until she stops.” then Naruto smiled, “Fortunately for me, even if my perception is altered I have a way to get around that.”

“What would that be?” Lars asked.

“My Negative emotions sensing. Even if I did have my five senses altered, as long as I can sense negative intent coming my way, I will be able to tell where they are attacking from. I was able to fight against some clones that were in a separate dimension because of that ability of mine.” Naruto shrugged as if it wasn’t a big deal. “Pretty handy, if I do say so myself.” though there was a way to get around that as well. As long as one came at him without negative intent, then he wouldn’t know where they are attacking from.

Ever the mischievous one, Riful couldn’t help but file this information away for later.

Naruto gave the Abyssal loli an impish, knowing smirk. “Planning something?”

“Just a little harmless mischief, honey” she replied with a giggle.

“Alright,” he let out another chuckle, “So… who else would be a liable candidate for this task force that may be made to kill me?” Naruto asked he then looked to Chronos, Lars and Gwyn because, apart from Riful, they were the oldest living awakened beings alive. “Do you three have any ideas?”

With a thoughtful sound Chronos scratched at his beard. “There was a warrior I heard about that quickly rose up to the rank of Number One from Number Thirty-five. Roxanne, I believe her name was?”

“Roxanne of Love and Hate,” Miria sighed, “She would be directly below Cassandra in strength. From what I managed to gather from the reports recovered from the Organization, she was executed shortly after she became Number One. She… had a habit of making friends with warriors stronger than her, learning their techniques, and after mastering them-”

“-her friend would mysteriously end up dead on an awakened being hunt.” Naruto finished, getting a look of surprise from many of the people in the room. Even Teresa was surprised - so surprised that she didn’t stop him from pulling away from her rack as he gave everyone an owlish look. “What?”

“...how did you know about that?” Miria asked.

“Evianna told me.” he admitted with a shrug, gesturing towards the brunette in question. “She was the Number 2 of Cassandra and Roxanne’s generations after all, and she personally knew the two of them. Her sister Uranus was someone Roxanne had befriended and after she had learned and mastered the poor girl’s Sword of Evil fighting style, her sister died on an awakened being hunt.”

“I see…” Miria trailed off as her brow creased, “then, her sister, Uranus may be another candidate to be revived.”

“How can Evianna be Number two in both Cassandra and Roxanne’s generation?” Tsunade asked. She didn’t really get the whole ranking system the Organization has for their… ‘tools’.

Teresa shrugged, “It isn’t uncommon for someone to take your number from you. Irene was Number two, Sophia and Noel were Numbers three and four. And when Priscilla was sent onto the field, she took Irene’s place as Number two and demoted them down to Numbers three, four and five. Had she not awakened, Priscilla would have taken my place as Number One and Irene would have been promoted back to Number two.” she explained to the former Kage.

The gears were turning in Tsunade’s head. “So by that logic… if Cassandra took Evianna’s place, and then took Cassandra’s, Evianna would have gotten her rank back.”

“Precisely.” Teresa said with confirmation. “It isn’t that complicated to understand.”

“It really isn’t if you stop to think about it,” Naruto concurred. “But for outsiders… like the other people from the Elemental Nations it can seem strange… and confusing. The easiest way to remember is that they are ranked based on strength. The lower the number, the stronger they are. If two people are about the same level, then their track records become the tie breaker. ”

Undine chimed in, tilting her head curiously. “Remind me again, how many… ‘Jinchuurikis’ would there be at any given time?”

“Before the Fourth Great War, there used to be nine Jinchuuriki. And there was no more than that - one for each Bijuu. Well… until the original one was brought back. But the Ten Tailed Bijuu is no longer around, so that’s a moot point now.” Naruto replied.

“Yes. That is a moot point. Anyway, the more tails a Bijuu had, the stronger they were.” Tsunade added. “Naruto as you all know, has the currently-strongest bijuu; but, as real life likes to remind us: strength isn’t everything. He only got this far because he was too damn stubborn, and had the tendency to never give up.”

“I’ve noticed,” the former Number 11 replied with a warm chuckle. “It’s one of the reasons I fell for the guy.”

Naruto smiled warmly at his wife. Then, with a sigh, he added. “Though there were times I had almost given up. And there were times when my enemies had me dead to rights. Pein, or Nagato was one. Obito was another. Kaguya, the Rabbit Goddess was a third. Madara was one. Gaara himself was one who almost killed me back when i was thirteen years old. And at the time he had Shukaku sealed in him - and Shukaku, having only one tail, was the weakest of the Bijuus, or Tailed Beasts as they are called here. And Sasuke was one who had me dead to rights as well. He could have killed me when he defected, actually and I wouldn’t have been able to do a thing about it.”

“That I do know.” Tsunade said with a heavy sigh. She was there in the hospital when Kakashi carried him back from that toss up of a mission. “Anyway, I believe what Naruto is trying to explain is that even he can be beaten.” then she let out another sigh and looked at the assembled captains, Teresa, and awakened beings. “So… who else could be a viable candidate to be revived?”

Teresa pursed her lips as she let out a thoughtful sound. “Now that I think of it… maybe Sophia and Noel? The Organization is most likely aware of Priscilla being a part of the rebellion now, so they may revive them since they have the most experience when it comes to fighting Priscilla. From what Clare’s memories tell me, Noel was fast enough to cut off her arm… I don’t recount that, for obvious reasons. But the two of them were just under Irene.”

“So, we have eight potential Number Ones, plus Stormwind Noel, Muscular Sophia, Huntmaster Hilda, and unknown former Number 10, and Uranus of the Blade of Evil,” Miria mused aloud. “Possibly more, if they think any other warriors, living or dead, would be of help.”

“Prepare for the worst and hope for the best,” Octavia said, “at this point, that’s all we can do.”

“I should be hoping for the best,” Naruto said with a humorless chuckle. “They are coming for my head, after all. They likely won’t go after any of you until I’m dead. I’ll ask around to see if we can get any additional information from any of the other awakened beings about these potential candidates. They’ve been around for awhile, after all.”

“To take down the strongest, they are bringing back the strongest…” muttered the former Kage, “we should hope the way these women are brought back is not like my great grand uncle’s technique. Fighting an army of constantly regenerating, immortal, kage-level warriors sounds like a nightmare.”

“Yes, it does…” the blond muttered, then he tried to look at it with some optimism. “at least I can make thousands of clones. I don’t see them doing that! And who knows, maybe they won’t fight and instead will just want to talk?” he shrugged helplessly at the last part, “The chances of that last part happening is very unlikely, but a guy can dream.”

“This is all just speculation based on a rumor, thankfully,” Harja reminded him. “I do think Octavia’s attitude is a safe one to have though… just in case.”

Naruto chuckled warmly, patting his daughter on the head and drawing a giggle from her. “You are so sharp for your age,” he praised, “I gotta say, you will grow up to be a terrifyingly powerful woman. I’m so proud~!”

Harja couldn’t help but blush, flustered but happy to receive such words of encouragement. After that was said and done the room then descended into silence.

“So… what now?” Naruto asked.

Teresa giggled, eliciting a squawk from the blond by slinging him over her shoulder like a sack of wheat. “Now, I get some much-need Naruto-time~!”

Miria predictably reacted like everyone had expected. “Hey!”

“To be fair,” Naruto casually began as he was being carried out of the room, “out of everyone who’s been with me, Teresa had the least amount of time with me... Irene as well.”

Riful giggled, unable to help but find the whole display rather amusing. “The barracks are on the first floor, to your left,” she called out.

“Thank you,” Teresa called back. Then she pat Naruto’s butt to let him know that he was being addressed, “Can you get a clone to bring Irene over? I can tell she would love to spend some time with you.”

“Uh… sure?” while he did sound unsure, Naruto did make a cross seal and made two clones. One to get Irene over, and the other to give an incredibly jealous and seething Miria the extra attention that she likes to receive. “No need to be jealous, Miria! I’m still thinking of you!” Naruto called out to his wife, his voice bounced off the walls like an echo as he was carried out of the room.

While the first clone went to Miria’s side and started giving her loving kisses on her mouth, cheeks and jaw the other had gone to collect Irene from Morris and bring her to Shatter Keep.

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Meanwhile, back in Morris...

When the clone reappeared in the summoning room he took a quick look around before setting off to find Irene. Since he didn’t know where the woman was, it would take him a few minutes to find her. Even though he could just track the woman down by finding out where her yoki was. The first place he checked was the bailey, and he found the silver haired, and pointy-eared woman overseeing a spar going on among the members of Team Eviana, minus Glissa and their captain. The former Number 45 was too busy babysitting and showering little Lyesse with attention, at the moment. Evianna, herself had yet to return from the meeting in Shatter Keep. Even though she did not say anything that could help them.

To be fair, the woman was allowing the others to take the spotlight and mulling over the subject matter. They had more knowledge than she did, and, despite how long she had lived for, Evianna had felt… out of her depth. Plus if she had something to say she would have said it. Irene’s own unit had just finished up their training for the day and dispersed. And without her knowing, the Naruto clone walked over to the woman, before giving her ass a mighty spank. The yelp she let loose caught the attention of Evianna’s unit, drawing a heavy blush from Pyrrha and a giggle from Betty. Megan just rolled her eyes in amusement and without a word, they were all right back to sparring.

“Hey, Irene, how’s your day?” the clone cheerfully asked the woman, as if he hadn’t spanked her at all.

The woman in question closed her eyes and took a deep breath, before opening them again and stared at the clone with a stoic look. “It was fine.” then she turned to look at him completely, “May I ask, why you are here?”

“I came here, because Teresa’s in Shatter Keep and wanted something from you,” the clone replied. Then, he put his hands in the cross seal and produced another clone of his own to take Irene’s place. “Are you free, and if you are, is there anything you want to take with you?”

Irene gave the blond a knowing smirk. “Give me a moment to fetch a couple of things, okay?”

The clone smiled up at her, “Alright. Do you want me to accompany you? It would be a lot quicker to take you to Shatter Keep once you’re done.”

“I don’t see why not.” The former Number 3 answered. Gesturing him to follow her both blond’s left the bailey and entered the interior of the Citadel as they made their way to Irene’s bedchambers. The silver-haired woman entered her room while the clone stayed outside to allow the woman to keep her privacy.

The woman wouldn’t emerge from her room for quite some time.

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Later on, Irene and the clone appeared in the barracks, the former hugging a little parcel to her chest. As the clone beside her dispelled himself the silver-haired woman let out an amused chuckle upon seeing Teresa sucking Naruto off. “I suspected as much,” the former Number 3 commented.

“She wanted some time with me, and suggested bringing you.” Naruto chuckled; then that chortle turned into a pleasured shudder when the woman crouching down in front of him gave his cock a particularly hard suck. “S-so, what do you have there?” he asked, after taking notice of the parcel being hugged against her chest.

Irene grinned seductively. “Oh, just a couple things Teresa and I got during our last visit to Nami,” she replied.

The former Number One pulled back, letting Naruto out of her mouth with a pop. “Oh~!” she cooed. “Thank you for bringing that!”

Irene chuckled. “Let’s go and change into them.”

Inside, Clare couldn’t help but blush at the memory of Teresa and Irene purchasing such scandalously skimpy… things. By the Twins, they didn’t even deserve to be called garments! Her underwear from the wedding covered more! What was wrong with Naruto’s homeland that they have such scandalous attire?! Teresa got up and caught the parcel Irene had tossed to her. Then both women went to another part of the barracks, away from Naruto, in order to get changed.

As they walked to another room Teresa gave her friend a look over. “Where is your one?” she asked; she only saw the one parcel.

“Oh, I am wearing mine.” Irene replied with an impish grin. “I was planning on seducing him later, but I thank you for the invite~!”

“Ah…” Teresa let out a giggle, “I see. Well, you’re welcome.” then everything went quiet as the door behind them closed.

Naruto meanwhile had done his trousers back up and moved to lie down on a bed. Letting out a yawn he waited for the women to get changed and come back out. He didn’t know how long they took - he didn’t bother to keep track of the minutes - but to him it felt like hours had passed. Inside of the room the two women had occupied however… he heard more than a few giggles as they got themselves changed. He leaned his head up to look at the door with a quirked eyebrow. What on earth were they doing in there? Whatever it was, it was bound to be interesting… Sure enough, it creaked open as Teresa and Irene stepped forth in some unexpected outfits. Teresa stood in front, wearing a white, sheer bikini with red trim and matching sandals. Irene’s was a deep violet and far more scandalous. Her shoes were also in the form of matching slippers decorated with little, yellow flowers. Naruto looked them up and down and wolf whistled at them, much to Clare’s mild embarrassment. It felt so weird for her mother figure to be in such a scant getup… especially because it was technically her body in that outfit.

“Well well well well, aren’t you two just ravishing in that,” Naruto said as he sat up to get a better look; and to adjust the erection that just grew in his pants from the sight given to him; by the Sage their bikinis barely covered anything! “I never took you two as the type to wear those sort of bikinis… though I’m certainly not complaining~!”

Both women smiled widely at that. And inside Teresa’s head, Clare blushed heavily, but was glad Naruto at least liked it. She was convinced that her husband wouldn’t like it, but was glad she was wrong. Maybe… depending on how much he likes their get up, maybe she should get a scandalous outfit like theirs for him to enjoy as well? Or perhaps she could do the next best thing and try some of that… roleplay Galatea keeps gloating about. She turned beet red at the thought.

“Well. he IS a lolicon, Clare.” the pageboy haired woman heard her mother figure say to her internally. Teresa then added with a mischievous giggle, “And we both can transform… it is something to think about, isn’t it?”

Poor Clare’s eyes nearly popped out of her ethereal skull upon hearing that, “Teresaaa!” she whined, “Don’t say such embarrassing things!”

Back outside, Teresa giggled impishly, knowing full well that Clare was thinking about it despite her whining. Eyeballing her son-in-law hungrily, she licked her lips and sauntered forth with an extra sway to her hips.

“What do you think of acting as his caring ‘older sister’, Clare? I think it’ll be… fun.”

The former Number 47 blushed even more heavily at that, too flustered to respond. And now that there was barely anything keeping them covered, her big breasts bounced in a rhythmic manner with every step she took. For Naruto it was very difficult for him to choose what to look at.

“Oh~! Or maybe we both can act as his ‘older sisters’ that are trying to take care of him, if you get my meaning~” Teresa mentally added with a giggle.

Poor Clare sputtered helplessly at that. “I… I w-would rather… e-experience what… what it feels like to... um…”

She couldn’t bring herself to say it.

“Oh-ho-ho! You want him to fuck you the way he is while you are a little girl? You naughty daughter of mine~” Teresa giggled mischievously, “If Galatea is right, then Naruto was rather big when he was younger! Imagine getting fucked by a dick that big, while you are just a year older than him~!”

Clare swore she felt steam rising from her cheeks at that. Still, though, he was so big in his adult body... She wanted to know what it was like to be utterly ruined by his monster cock~! “P-perhaps we can be his… little sisters, instead?” The former Number 47 slapped her hands on her mouth, unable to believe she suggested that.

Naruto was sitting on the edge of his bed by this point; and Teresa, she was standing in front of him, her hands on her hips, leaning on one leg, and looking down at him with half-lidded eyes and a saucy grin. The blond had to look up at her face, directly past her huge rack which did nothing to state the raging erection he was getting. Then the older blonde leaned down, giving the young man a nice, clear view down the valley of her breasts for just a moment, before it was covered up by her long wavy locks. Then she was staring at him face to face.

Teresa gave her son-in-law a knowing smirk. “You want to fuck me, don’t you?”

Naruto smirked right back at her, “Isn’t it obvious?” then he reached up and grabbed her tits through her bikini bra and gave her rack a gentle, but firm squeeze. “You’re gorgeous; who wouldn’t~?”

Teresa giggled while Irene scoffed in mock offense. “What am I?” the former Number 3 asked, “chopped liver?”

Naruto looked at the pointy-eared woman with a smirk, “You are a woman who is equally gorgeous in my eyes. You are simply exotic~” his gaze roamed her entire body for a moment, before looking her in the eyes. “And someone who should be shaking her tits and ass for me whenever I want her to.”

Irene giggled, giving her tits a nice jiggle. “Like this~?”

The blond grinned, “Yeah. Like that. But you should be more… wilder. Untamed. You belong to me, after all. So there is no need to be reserved.”

Again, she giggled, following his instructions to the letter. Then, the blond brought his attention back to Teresa and he grinned at her, “I know you’re listening to me Clare. And I know how much you adore Teresa. I wonder how you would feel if I were to get her to… I don’t know… be naked for me whenever I want her to come out? And I know you respect Irene as well… so I wonder how you would feel if I were to tell her to be naked for me all the time? Even in the presence of other people?”

Teresa giggled. “Poor thing… she’s too flustered to respond…” she teased. “I think you may have broken her.”

“That’s a shame,” he said, though his tone told both women he was anything but. “What do the two of you think about that, though? Being naked for me all the time? You’re not affected by the cold or heat. You can be streakers, like Priscilla~”

Teresa giggled again. “You would like that, wouldn’t you~?”

“Seeing your nice tits on display all day, every day? And your cunt as well?” he asked rhetorically, “What’s not to like?” Naruto replied with a chuckle. “The very thought makes me want to bend you over and put another kid in you.”

“Little Teresa could use a baby sister,” the former Number One said with a grin, “and Irene could use a few munchkins of her own~!”

Hearing that Irene stopped jiggling her tits and gave her friend a flat glare. “Don’t put words into my mouth. I am not interested in having children,” her piece said the woman crossed her arms under her bosom and looked away haughtily.

“Such a shame,” Naruto said with a teasing grin. “You and I would make some beautiful kids together~!”

Irene turned beet red at that, but didn’t respond.

“Yeah, that is a shame.” he sighed in mock disappointment, “I would have loved to see the face Irene would make while being fucked silly and filled to the brim.” he shrugged and took his hands off of Teresa’s bosom to allow her to stand back up. “Oh well…”

“Oh, stop it!” Irene muttered, feeling the heat coming off her cheeks. “If you must know why, I’m… not comfortable with the thought. It legitimately scares me how those women scream their heads off when they go into labor.”

“It’s not that bad!” Teresa told her,

“I only got my hand broken once,” Naruto added, “and my arm nearly torn off, but that’s about it.”

“You’re not helping,” Irene pointed out.

Naruto chuckled and stood up from the bed. “Alright, alright, I’m sorry.” he quickly went over to her and gave the woman an apologetic hug. Before giving her panty clad posterior another spank. “I still want you to shake your tits and ass for me, though, you sexy woman.” he growled arousingly into her ear, before giving her butt another spank. Then he cupped her ass with both hands and started kneading her for several seconds, before letting go and unwrapping his arms.

Irene smiled at him and obliged. She closed her eyes and let out a soft mewl when she felt his hands softly grab her jiggling tits and squeeze them. Then he let go of her breasts, and then, Irene’s eyes snapped open as she let out a surprised squawk when he cupped her crotch. It was so bold of him and unexpected, but for the life of her, she couldn’t bring herself to mind. Something about that caress sent shivers up her spine. Then he lift up and Irene instinctively spread her legs and got up on her tiptoes.

Then suddenly, Naruto let her go as he got an idea. A kinky idea…

“Teresa… Irene… I have a roleplay idea I would love for you two to do with me.” he said, looking back and forth between each woman. “Want to hear it?”

The two women exchanged looks before looking at him with curiosity. Though Teresa was looking on with a lot of interest.

“Sure.” Teresa said with a faint smile, “What do you have in mind?”

“Imagine: you both are warriors of the Organization - you both hold the Number One and Two ranks as you should. You are coming back from fighting an awakened being, when you are confronted by a single bandit. You allow him to have his way with you, because you are not allowed to hurt humans-”

“We’re not allowed to kill humans.” Irene interrupted to correct him.

“In this roleplay, you are not allowed to hurt or kill humans.” Naruto told her with a flat stare. Then he grinned impishly. “You are in those bikinis because I forced you into them. What do you two think?”

“How are we to act during this roleplay?” Teresa asked, now thoroughly interested.

Naruto shrugged. “I dunno - you two babes know yourselves better than anyone else. Act how you used to be when you were part of the Organization? If you’re not comfortable with that, then, another roleplay idea I have is you were on your way to bed and I caught you both in your underwear; so your excuse for fighting me is that you two were trying to detain and throw me out?”

Irene blushed heavily at that, unable to respond.

Teresa, however, licked her lips hungrily and said, “I like them both~! The latter appeals more to my ego, I won’t lie, but the former sounds fun, too… It’s hard to choose.”

“Hmm,” Naruto closed his eyes and rubbed at his chin. “Well for the first, there is nothing that says you can’t fight back when I’m having my way with you. After all, in that one I am just an ordinary bandit with a huge endowment. You two are anything but ordinary women. So you can easily beat me at my own game, or lose to the pussy pounding you are being put under.”

Teresa giggled at that. “We could easily do that in either case, though I can’t help but be tempted to let you have your way with me.”

Irene couldn’t deny that she felt the same, even if she pointedly avoided actually saying it.

‘Fair enough,” Naruto chuckled. “I’m just trying to help you decide by giving you some food for thought.”

Irene took a deep breath and said after exhaling, “I… would not be opposed to the first option.” what can she say? She wanted him to have his way with her.

“Aw~ and I wanted to go for the second option.” Teresa whined in disappointment. Then she gave Naruto a lewd grin and squint her eyes dangerously, “I would not mind going for the first option either however.”

“I’ll keep that in mind for next time, then~!” Naruto growled throatily with a grin. Then he covered his mouth as he cleared his throat, “Now, how should we do this… Hmm…” as he hummed thoughtfully he got a full blown grin and snapped his fingers, “I know! Teresa, Irene, transform so it looks like you’re wearing your old uniforms. Then we can get right to the action~”

“Oh?” Teresa giggled. “I like the sound of where that’s heading.”

“I am catering to your ego, here.” Naruto told her with a grin, “I also want you two to act as warriors of the Organization.”

Teresa grinned back lovingly. Remembering the hand seals needed for the transformation technique, both Irene and Teresa performed it and went up in puffs of smoke. When it cleared the two women were no longer wearing scandalous bikinis; now, they were seemingly wearing their old uniforms, minus the sword and armour of course. And just like that, it was as if their personalities had changed. Both women were now staring at him - for Irene, it was with contempt; and for Teresa she was giving him her iconic faint smile, but it lacked any of the warmth the woman normally had - it was like she saw him less than dirt. Someone who didn’t even deserve to be around her.

Naruto was legitimately impressed.

“Humph, it seems a lowly bandit has found our little jome.” Irene said in a monotone, her voice utterly lacked any sort of emotion. It really drove home just how she thought of the ‘bandit’ in front of her. “What should we do, Teresa?”

A faint smiling Teresa rolled her eyes and looked at her associate “It’s obvious, Irene. We drive him out.” the way she said it, made her sound as if Irene should have realised it. “He is just a lowly bandit; what can he possibly do?” the woman rhetorically asked as she looked at Naruto with dismissal.

“You two are claymores and I’m human,” Naruto arrogantly pointed out as he got into the role of an arrogant and cocky bandit. “Don’t you have rules that don’t allow you to hurt or kill humans? What could you possibly be allowed to do?”

Irene quirked an eyebrow, “We may not be allowed to hurt or kill humans, but that doesn’t mean there are no loopholes.”

Teresa’s smile became a tad bit more threatening at that and she squinted at him. “Indeed,” she added. “We can easily knock you out and toss your body elsewhere, far away from us.”

Seeing as they were getting too rowdy for his liking Naruto decided to take the first step, and stepped right into their comfort zone and grabbed them by the crotch, drawing surprised yelps from both women. “You may be half youma, but you’re still women. And like all women, you have the same weaknesses!” He then expertly gave their clits a soft caress in just the right way to shoot a shiver up each woman’s spine, causing Teresa and Irene’s knees to buckle on the spot.

The former Number One was legitimately impressed. She never expected him to be this bold! Though she certainly wasn’t complaining, but she kept up the act. As did Irene.

“See! A little caress to your cunt and you’re just like everybody else!” he chortled cruelly, “I bet no one’s ever done this to you.”

“Sh-shut up!” Irene stammered, doing her damnedest to stay in character.

Suddenly Teresa reached down and held his wrist in a tight grip. With her eyes dangerously narrowed, into a near squint the woman forced his hand away from her groin. Quite easily at that. Naruto winced in faux pain and scowled at the wavy haired blonde. Seeing what Teresa was doing Irene followed her example and forced his hand away from her crotch. Then the two of them shoved him away. Or that was their intention; Naruto yanked his hands out of their grasp and took Teresa by surprise by cupping her face and shoving his lips on hers in a powerful, possessive, and dominating kiss. And even went as far as to shove his tongue into her mouth and completely bullied hers into submission.

Teresa yelped and instinctively put her hands on his shoulders and her knees buckled. Naruto caught her, wrapping his arms around the former Number One’s back. He hugged her close and dominated her, almost immediately. Her arms suddenly felt weak as she tried to push him away to no avail. What…? What is this? How is he doing this?

“Teresa!” Irene shouted with wide eyes, showing emotion for the first time. A dangerous scowl pulled at the corner of her mouth and she went over there to drag the blond off of her associate. She was stopped however when Naruto, without pulling away from his dominance over Teresa, cupped her crotch once more. Irene let out a startled yelp when she felt his fingers rapidly stroke at her cunny.

The former Number Three’s knees buckled immediately as she squealed, both literally and otherwise, practically on contact.

Naruto pulled away from Teresa’s mouth, drool connecting their mouths. He smirked arrogantly, “As I said: you’re just like everybody else. By the time I’m done with you, and with the Twin Goddesses as my witness, you both will be my personal pets!” once that promise was said and done, the ‘bandit’ leaned over to Irene and shoved his mouth against hers. He shoved his past her lips and into her gob, forcing her tongue into submission.

She mewled pathetically, her eyes rolling back as her body submitted to him before her mind could even realize what had happened. Off to the side, Teresa was panting by this point; and true to her character - or rather, acting as her past self - she was pissed. She grabbed Naruto by his jerkin and yanked him off her colleague and, with a mighty roar that was fueled by righteous female fury, sent him down on his ass. Naruto barely had time to get up, when he suddenly found himself flat on his back. Teresa was straddling him with a wide eyed glare, combined with an expression of pure stoicness. It was such an odd blend, but somehow, she pulled it the fuck off. It was scarily effective.

Despite his position, though, Naruto chuckled with a menacing grin. “Well, well, well~!” he teased, “someone has some fight in her! I think I’ll break you first, then~!” Grabbing her uniform, Naruto then dispelled her henge, leaving Teresa back in her bikini, startling the blonde, before taking hold of her hips and flipping them over. Now lying flat on her back, Teresa glared up at him, even as Naruto leaned down to lie on top of her. Only upon feeling his caress upon her folds once more did her composure crack as she shuddered pleasantly. Naruto chuckled, before leaning up to undo his pants; Teresa gasped as his dick sprang out of its confinements, slapping her on the crotch before it stood up, towering over her like a mighty pillar of rock-hard meat. She couldn’t help but drool if her life depended on it.

The blond grinned and smacked panty covered mons-pubis with the tip of his dick. “Quick question: Tits, mouth or cunt?”

“F-fuck yourself!” Teresa barked, doing her damnedest to stay in character.

“Cunt it is~!” With that, Naruto slipped her bikini bottom aside to impale the blonde with his mighty cock, only for Irene to tackle him to the ground. Then, he looked up to see the elf-eared platinum blonde take Naruto into her mouth with an audible nom.

She couldn’t take it anymore! Irene happily bobbed her head, the illusion of the uniform faded away to show the bikini once more, while completely breaking character as her unadulterated lust took the helm. That soul-crushing kiss he’d given her was the final nail in the coffin as she did her damnedest to suck her man off. Naruto put his hand on her head, rubbing her scalp. With the other, the blond reached down and undid the bow that held up her bikini top, allowing her rack to bounce free from its confinement. Then he took her bra and tossed it aside so it would not get in their way. Now that her breasts was free it gave the platinum-blonde and elf-eared woman an idea; without taking her mouth off of the cock she was sucking and slurping on Irene grabbed hold of the side of her bosom and wrapped them around Naruto’s dick. The woman gazed up at him and smiled around the cockhead as she began to slowly, teasingly, move her breasts up and down his cock. Teresa blinked owlishly to herself as she stared at the display of Irene having her way with Naruto. Then she closed her eyes and let out a chortle as her lips curved into a faint smile. Then she looked at them and, after taking off her garments, got up on her hands and knees to prowl on over to them. If they were no longer role playing then she might as well get in on the current action, no? And so that was what the woman did. So focused was he on Irene, Naruto didn’t realise Teresa was on her way to have some fun with him, until she was literally on top of him. The poor blond didn’t get a chance to react when Teresa cupped his cheeks and shoved her mouth against his in an aggressive, dominating kiss.

Naruto moaned pleasurably and took his arms away from Irene to wrap them around Teresa, pulling the former Number One closer to him. Then the woman in question took his hands and guided them to her breasts to which Naruto grabbed out of instinct. Now the blond was conflicted. On one hand he has Irene devotedly sucking his dick and giving him a tittyfuck at the same time, on the other, he has Teresa making his mouth her bitch and has his hands on her tits. Well for this Uzumaki Patriarch the solution was simple; if he can’t focus on two of them at once, then make some Kage Bunshin to pick up the slack. However the blond was being a little greedy and wanted the women all to himself, so there was no Kage Bunshin to be used. Yet.

Teresa giggled, mewling into her man’s mouth as she felt Naruto pinching and flicking at her nipples. Oh, how badly she wanted to hop onto his dick right there~! Irene, meanwhile, flicked her tongue on Naruto’s dick and giggled as she felt it start to twitch. He was getting close. The two women vigorously double teamed him, goading their man, trying to get him in the mood so he can make them his bitches. Irene bobbed her head faster and faster, sucked him harder and more obscene. The soft sounds of her succulent slurps filled the room as Irene brought Naruto closer towards the edge. Then just when she felt his balls churn and his schlong twitch, Irene pulled her knockers away, took a deep breath through her nose, and swallowed the entire fifteen inch cock with a deep groan that sent pleasant vibrations up his spine. To add insult to injury - in a good way - Irene pulled back, her cheeks caving in as she sucked on him like a vacuum. That did him in. Naruto’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he let out a muffled scream into Teresa’s mouth, clinging onto the former Number One for dear life as he shot a massive torrent directly into Irene’s gob. Irene narrowed her eyes in concentration as she swallowed the torrent of jizz to the best of her ability. Vigorously gulping down the pearly white fluid as she did, Irene was practically sucking the seed from his balls like a straw, jerking his shaft while she was at it to coax more out of him. She would settle for no less than every last drop. The woman was starved for his seed. Then after what felt like hours the flow ebbed down and Irene pulled his shaft from her mouth, but not before giving it one last hard slurp before plopping it out of her mouth.

Irene smacked her lips, “Hmmm,” she moaned, closing her eyes as to savor the taste of his seed. “Delicious~” then her eyes reopened and the pointy-eared woman gave her associate a look. “Do you want a taste of him, next?”

Naruto chuckled at that. “Glad you liked it,” he said, pulling back from Teresa. Then, he leered at the former Number One and asked, “now, where were we~?”

The woman in question giggled and leaned back, spreading her legs. “You were about to have your way with me,” she said. “C’mon, big boy, blow a fresh load inside my daughter’s eager, dripping pussy and give me another grandbaby~!”

The blond’s tool sprang up, immediately standing at full mast upon hearing that. But he had another idea in mind. The blond looked to Irene, then back to Teresa, then to Irene again… before forming a cross seal. There were no less than five poofs of smoke, before Naruto grinned. “How about we take it a step further~?”

“Uh… T-Teresa, I don’t think this is a good idea…” the woman in question heard her daughter’s plight, and to Clare’s dismay, the woman ignored her in favour of looking at the clones in front of her. Neither woman in the room could tell whether to be eager or nervous at having so many horny Narutos’ in one place, but damn were they hungry for some loving!
Irene squawked indignantly when three Narutos’ turned and dogpiled her, one taking off her bikini bottoms and picking and holding her up off her feet from behind after a quick shunshin; and another spread her legs and held them in place. Then, her silver eyes nearly popped out of her head as she felt two massive tools poking into her. Both her cunt and her ass stretched to capacity around the clones’ massive dicks. Not even an inch in and she was already writhing and wailing in pleasure. The clones then started dropping down, before the one behind her lied back and pulled her down on top of him. The other leaned forth, pushing her legs back, her ankles behind his ears as he pushed the rest of the way into her. Naruto number three then cupped Irene’s face and guided his mighty bitch-tamer to her mouth for the platinum blonde to suck. The woman heard Teresa let out an indignified squawk of her own as she was dogpiled by the original Naruto and his two clones. She couldn’t see the woman but the former Number 3 had a feeling Teresa was in the same position as she was right now.

True enough, that wasn’t too far from what was going on. Teresa, however, was on top of the original, facing him, while one of his clones penetrated her from behind and the other grabbed a fistful of her curly locks, before roughly stuffing his cock down her throat. Within her, Clare writhed in pleasure, feeling as though she was the one being dogpiled and was loving every second of it. Then the Naruto’s that had their dicks inside the cootches and assholes of Teresa and Irene, suddenly pummeled them as fast as they possibly could making both women mewl and moan onto the cocks that was stuffing their throats and gobs. Teresa and Irene wailed onto their respective Narutos’ dicks as they were pounded within an inch of their lives. Within her adoptive mother’s head, Clare who was now lying flat on her back, spread legged, writhed and wailed as well, feeling what was being done to her body and driven half-mad by the sensations. Back outside, both women came fast and hard, their inner walls milking the original and his clone for their precious seed.

Naruto grunted, wanting so badly to just cum right then and there and be done with it, but muscled through it nonetheless. He was going to wait and let Teresa have the ride of her life before giving the blonde what she wanted. The clone beneath Irene shared this desire and plowed through her euphoric high as well. Meanwhile, both women felt as though they had died and went to heaven. Teresa writhed and wailed in pleasure at the feel of being so stuffed, so damn full! Never had she thought that being pounded, being used in such a manner would feel so good~! Irene was in the same boat, rendered utterly helpless by the shockwave of pleasure. If Naruto’s clone came inside her right then and there, she would just take it and accept the potential consequences! Fortunately, he hadn’t… yet.

Immediately after the first one died down, both women were struck with yet another paralyzing orgasm as Naruto and his clones had their way with them. Naruto cupped Teresa’s cheeks and, after the third clone had his dick pulled out of her gob, he brought her into a deep, loving kiss; the woman’s silver eyes fluttered as she leaned into the kiss and actively smooched him back. It was very much the same thing for Irene, as the clone she was lying on top of brought her in for a kiss and like Teresa, Irene leaned in and actively returned it. The room was filled with the sounds of their squelching cunts, the sucking of each others mouths and skin slapping skin. Then, two more muffled squeals echoed throughout the room as they were wracked with another orgasm; their cunts and anuses clamped down on the pair of cocks, squeezing the life out of them and finally sending Naruto and his clones over the edge.

Both Teresa and Irene reveled in the feel of his liquid heat flooding their loins and colons, stuffing them so impossibly full. The former Number One and her colleague felt as though they were being inflated by the ridiculous flood. There was just so much of it~! Where the hell were they keeping it all?! Then Irene let out a yelp when the clones in her cunt and asshole dispelled and sending her down flat on her back; likewise, for Teresa it happened to the clone who had his cock buried inside of her ass and when he dispelled it left a...vacuum, a gap. The memory feedback went back to the original and the remaining two clones; it turned out they jizzed so hard it caused them to disperse. With these memories, however, came the pleasure, stoking the flames of his own release and both clones held it in long enough for them to grab the heads of Irene and Teresa and bury their dicks into their gobs once more, before discharging into their mouths.

Poor Teresa simply couldn’t take it. She did her damnedest to swallow the clone’s entire load, but when when they dispelled, as well, She felt Naruto’s spurts strengthen in intensity once more, stuffing her cootch to the point that a cascade of pearly white gushed out from around his dick and formed a puddle on the floor. The sensation proved too much for her as the former Number Ones eyes rolled back and her form reverted to that of a thoroughly fucked silly Clare. With a chuckle Naruto wrapped his arms around his wife and hugged her close. He leaned his head up and found that Irene, who had his jizz seeping from her mouth, vagina and ass was seemingly comatose. He had a feeling she’d be very unhappy with him in a few weeks, but at the moment, he was just… too damn well-fucked to really pay that much mind, quite yet. Besides, she, like the other hybrids had a 55 percent chance at getting pregnant so as long as she is not ovulating then she should have nothing to worry about… hopefully. She seemed like the type who didn’t get pissed off easily, and when such a person actually managed to get pissed off, they tended to be… explosive.

After a while though, the three of them got clothed and rejoined the others, some of whom were now back in the strongholds dotting Dragonspire Mountains thanks to that clone Naruto had left with Miria. The a good chunk of others, however were on the other side of the door, making it known that they were well aware of how he’d sullied the barracks. Thankfully, Harja and Elspeth were not among that group, though. That would have been… awkward.

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Speaking of said munchkins, they were up on the battlements with their mother, blushing up a storm as their mother giggled. Riful had just told them in great detail what she heard and sensed Naruto doing with Teresa, Clare and Irene, and they had no idea how to react.

“S-so… if we want to help you create this army, we have to do… that,” Elspeth sputtered shyly. “D-does it... um, does it hurt?”

“One’s first time tends to initially,” Riful confirmed, ‘especially if your partner is particularly large, but it starts feeling good very quickly~!” She spaced out, looking dreamily at a spot in front of her nose, with a giggle. “The annoying part is what comes after though… morning sickness can be a bit of a bitch, admittedly. It gets more tolerable when you know how to deal with it, though. The real pain is when you go into labor. A wise man once said that having a kid is the most wonderfully horrible thing you could ever do.”

“...what happened to that man?” a suspicious Elspeth asked her mother. Both she and Harja had a feeling that man ended up getting himself killed to Riful at some point in her life. And she did have a long life after all, and therefore was a very real possibility.

“He got his arm ripped off and then was impaled several times by one of his pupils at the very beginning of the Fourth Great War,” Riful pointed out nonchalantly. Right then and there, her daughters knew she was referring to their daddy’s former mentor, Jiraiya. “He died gathering information on Akatsuki. That pupil was Pein, and the last thing the man did was give Naruto the information needed to take him out.”

“How do you know he had his arm ripped off? Daddy was not there was he…?” Elspeth asked.

Riful shook her head, “No. From what Naruto told me, when Jiraiya was fighting Pein he had… two talking toads with him. Don’t ask. Not even I saw any of these talking toads before, but from what Naruto said they can be as tall as a mountain.”

Harja and Elspeth exchanged a glance. Apparently, Daddy’s continent was weird...

“Can we visit, some time?” the former asked. She was so terribly curious!

“Maybe later, you will have to ask Naruto.” Riful replied. Then, she gave them an impish grin. “He has yet to bring any of his kids over there, but perhaps you can convince him to take you there with the right… incentive.”

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It was now almost midnight, and the Crimson Guard, now in their room, was still waiting for their captain to come back. Whatever that woman was doing it left the rest of the party a little bored. And annoyed due to the lack of news… with the exception of Neideen.

True to her usual antics, she’d scurried off while the others were not looking to do... Gods and Goddesses know what to those poor twins. Upon hearing their moans, the women who’d been sent to fetch her pointedly avoided even touching that door with a ten foot pole.

“...So, how long ago did Raftela go to see the handlers and Elder… whatever his name is?” Chloe asked grumpily.

“Your guess is as good as mine,” Licht grumbled, then she let out a frustrated growl. “She said she was going to tell them we were ready, and then we’d be on our way! What on earth could be taking her so long to do something as simple as that?!”

“Maybe she was delayed?” Miranda offered, though like the two former Number Ones, she was just as done as they were, but didn’t show it.

“By what?!” Chloe demanded.

“Neideen,” Sistina replied. “Upon deciding to fetch her on the way back, our captain got… preoccupied, as I warned you she would,” she pointed out, rolling over in her bed and deciding to take a nap. “Wake me when they’re back.”

“DAMN IT, NEIDEEN!” Cassandra and Roxanne both wailed in frustration.

“Is she always like this?” Hilda asked the two women in exasperation. “Please tell me she isn’t always like this…”

“No,” Roxanne replied, “she-”

“She is now,” Sistina muttered, interrupting the pigtailed former Number One. “She’s the strongest among us, now that she has the remains of Teresa of the Faint Smile empowering her… and believe me, she’s the last woman you want to trust with that kind of strength.”

Cassandra, Miranda, Roxanne, Elizabeth, and Uranus all went white as a sheet upon hearing that.

“Just how strong was this Teresa?” Miranda asked.

“She single handedly killed me when I awakened,” Rosemary pointed out, “I was actively trying to kill her, too. She didn’t use more than ten percent of her yoki to do it. And the amount of yoki she released at a mere ten percent was… massive.” she shuddered at the memory. “She had more than ten times the yoki in that state than I had in my fully-awakened form!”

Hysteria added, “Even when she was a trainee, she had monstrous potential. I wasn’t able to land a single blow on her, even with my Elegance. Her reflexes and perception were that sharp.”

“Now, Neideen has her flesh and blood in her,” Sistina muttered. “About eighty-percent of the power Teresa once commanded is now hers, in addition to what she once had as the former Number Nine. As a result, she had the raw power to best the likes of Isley of the North, even before you all taught her your techniques.”

“What... have we done?” Roxanne asked, the realization hitting her like a ton of bricks. Even with her Yoki Veil alone, that woman was now a monster!

Ever so slowly Cassandra, Miranda, Uranus and Elizabeth all look at her. “If she uses that yoki veil technique to molest any of us, we’re blaming you because you taught it to her!” the elf-eared blonde said.

“T-to be fair, I had to,” Roxanne squeaked, holding up her hands placatingly. “If I hadn’t, she’d be a beacon to any of the former ‘Eyes’ the Ladykiller has with him!”

“This is very true,” Sistina pointed out, yawning as she shifted into a more comfortable position. They didn’t need her foresight to know that.

Then Lutecia sat up from her own bed and looked at them, “Instead of bitching and whining, how about one of us goes over there and get Raftela and Neideen back?”

“Not me!” Noel called out.

“Not me!” Sophia also called out.

“Thank you for volunteering, Lutecia.” Hysteria said just seconds after Noel and Sophia said their piece, “Be sure to not get distracted when you’re dragging them back.”

The woman in question groaned. “I set myself up for that one, didn’t I?”

“Yes. Yes you did.” Uranus said nodding.

“Oh, you be quiet!” Lutecia shouted.