The Byakugan of the Hyuga clan was incredible.
Hyuga Hikari had already confirmed with her white eyes that the baby in Kushina's belly was a boy.
With Kushina's meticulous care, the child would surely grow up healthy and strong.
Kushina's cheeks flushed with delight.
"Really, Hikari? It really is a baby boy!"
It had only been a maternal instinct before, but now it was confirmed.
Kushina gently caressed her swollen belly, her expression tender and full of love.
"Oh, my sixth sense. Being a mother really changes things," she said.
Mikoto, sitting beside her, chuckled.
The three women continued chatting, time slipping by peacefully.
Meanwhile, in the Ice World—
All of the Ōtsutsuki clan members who had descended upon Earth were eliminated by Kurama and Ōtsutsuki Kaguya.
No matter how desolate or freezing the terrain, it couldn't cool the burning passion between Kurama and Kaguya.
The two were deeply in love.
As a result, life in the shinobi world gradually returned to normal.
People across the nations were awestruck by the display of power from the Ōtsutsuki.
Before, the ultimate limit in the shinobi world was thought to be the clash between Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama.
Madara's Perfect Susanoo, Hashirama's True Several Thousand Hands—people believed these to be unmatched.
But shockingly, these two titans had been resurrected through Impure World Reincarnation.
Their revived strength was nearly on par with their powers when alive.
They nearly succeeded in casting Infinite Tsukuyomi to plunge the world into an eternal illusion.
Until Kurama arrived.
His presence radiated a bestial aura, and even Madara and Hashirama felt an unexplainable dread.
Under the gaze of the entire world, Kurama utterly overwhelmed both legends.
The shinobi world trembled.
Who was this Kurama?
Only those from Konoha knew—he was the man of Kushina Uzumaki, the Fourth Hokage.
Even the Fifth Hokage, Tsunade, admired him.
Nations beyond the Land of Fire were unaware of him.
They assumed it was mere chance.
But they were wrong.
Against Kurama's might, Madara's Susanoo seemed like an insect.
Hashirama's giant wooden construct was no better.
Kurama annihilated them both.
He saved the world from the Infinite Tsukuyomi.
But then came a greater threat.
The Ōtsutsuki.
The entire shinobi world panicked.
The truth was revealed.
Chakra did not originate from Earth.
Its true source was the Ōtsutsuki.
Kaguya had been the first to consume the fruit of the Divine Tree.
Her son, the Sage of Six Paths, had spread chakra throughout the world.
The Ōtsutsuki clan had scoured the universe, seeking fertile planets to plant more Divine Trees.
Once the tree bore fruit, the planet would be drained and destroyed.
Many worlds had met this fate.
Earth would have been next.
But Kurama intervened.
Even the ancient and cunning Ōtsutsuki Isshiki, who had hidden on Earth for millennia, fell to Kurama's hand.
Every powerful Ōtsutsuki who set foot on this planet had been killed.
At last, true peace descended on the shinobi world.
In the Land of Earth, Iwagakure—
Onoki, the elderly Tsuchikage, finally relaxed his long-wrinkled brow.
News came that the Ōtsutsuki threat was gone.
All because of one man.
The Ōtsutsuki possessed all seven elemental affinities: fire, water, earth, wind, lightning, yin, and yang.
They wielded bloodline powers far beyond the standard kekkei genkai or even the rare kekkei mora.
However, over centuries, the shinobi had evolved.
Some techniques rivaled even the Ōtsutsuki.
Uchiha Obito's dual Kamui, for example, was a nightmare to face.
Onoki looked eastward, toward the Land of Fire.
"The shinobi world now belongs to Konoha... no, to that man."
In the Land of Lightning, Kumogakure—
Killer Bee burst into the Raikage's office.
"Brother, great news! Kurama-sama crushed the entire Ōtsutsuki clan!"
He broke into loud, rhythmic laughter.
Even the Third Raikage cracked a rare smile.
His earlier judgment had been wise:
Don't mess with Kurama.
Kurama is not someone to provoke.
That night in Konoha—
Kushina returned, her pregnant belly prominent, her smile glowing.
Trailing behind her was Hikari, face flushed, her eyes avoiding Kurama's gaze.
Kushina had an amused, cheeky grin.
Tonight would be long.
Days passed.
In Kirigakure, the Land of Water—
A stunning woman in a tight blue dress sat atop the Mizukage's desk.
Fishnet stockings hugged her long legs, her red lips curled into a knowing smirk.
Terumi Mei, now Mizukage, radiated mature charm.
Suddenly, a pair of firm arms wrapped around her waist.
She recognized the scent, the warmth.
Terumi giggled.
"Lord Kurama, I thought you'd forgotten me."
"How could I? In this vast country, my heart is yours."
He pulled her into a distorted space, vanishing.
Later, when Tsunade saw Terumi Mei, she rolled her eyes.
"Kurama, you bastard, bringing her here?"
"Hah! Who do we have here? The legendary Tsunade? Just an old hag now," Terumi snapped back.
Tsunade scoffed. "So this is the Mizukage? Big mouth."
"This is the Hokage? Short temper."
Oil and water indeed.
Konan, now known as Kurama Konan.
Uchiha Mikoto, now Kurama Mikoto.
Hyuga Hikari—Kurama Hikari.
Tsunade—Kurama Tsunade.
And of course, Ōtsutsuki Kaguya—Kurama Kaguya.
Uzumaki Kushina—Kurama Kushina.
They all bore his name now.
Their eyes focused on Kurama as Kushina smiled.
"Master Kurama, where are we going now?"
"Home," he replied.
The man who began as the Nine-Tails had become something greater.
And thus ends the tale.
[End Of Book]
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And I couldn't have done it without you.
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From the deepest part of my heart, thank you.
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[Uzimaki_Kushina_21]