The morning sun peeked through the open window, casting soft golden rays over the disheveled bed where Indra Uchiha slowly opened his eyes.
The warmth enveloping him like a gentle caress.
A slight smirk curved his lips as he looked on both sides—on his right lay Uzuki Yugao, her delicate features framed by cascading strands of lavender hair, and on his left was Yuhi Kurenai, her long, dark locks spilling across the sheets like ink.
Both kunoichi were nestled close to him, their breaths calm and peaceful, a symphony of serenity.
Who would've thought?
He, Indra Uchiha, had gone intimate with two of Konoha's most beautiful kunoichi at the same time.
And it had been nothing short of intense—fierce, forbidden.
The kind of connection that sent shockwaves through one's very soul.
Suddenly, a system notification chimed in his head with a soft digital tone, breaking the tranquil spell of morning:
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for conquering heroine Uzuki Yugao and Yuhi Kurenai simultaneously and experiencing the first Forbidden Battle!]
His lips stretched further into a smug grin as the thrill of accomplishment filled him.
"Heh… finally," he muttered, the words brimming with confidence.
Another notification followed instantly, more thrilling than the last, electrifying him like a shot of adrenaline:
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the reward: Succubus System New feature reward from the heroine!]
Indra's body sparked with a burst of excitement.
He had been waiting for this moment, craving the power that came from his intricate entanglements.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Kusanagi Sword!]
Indra's eyes gleamed with anticipation, the powerful weapon promising endless possibilities.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining: White Fang – Complete Sword Experience!]
His eyes widened slightly, the implications resonating in his mind like the roar of a thousand dragons.
This meant his kenjutsu skill had instantly reached Kage-level mastery—years of swordsmanship condensed into his very essence in an instant.
The grin on his face deepened, a reflection of his rising confidence.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Illusion Resistance!]
He let out a small chuckle, the sound mingling with the rustling fabric of the sheets.
"So Genjutsu won't ever work on me again," he mused, reveling in his newfound might.
"Invincible in mind and blade now."
The world had no idea what monster they had created, the tempest that churned beneath his calm facade.
He turned his gaze to Uzuki Yugao, who was clinging to him tightly, sleeping with her face resting on his chest, her breath warm against his skin.
Memories of last night began to surface, vivid and intoxicating.
He recalled how she had yielded herself completely, surrendering her fears and desires.
He remembered how she had trembled beneath his touch, how she had whispered secrets in her dazed surrender—including the Third Hokage's hidden intentions.
A dark grin twisted on Indra's face, his eyes glinting with mischief.
"That old monkey's time is running out…" he muttered under his breath, the words laced with venomous glee.
"But don't worry… I'll return everything—a hundredfold."
Just then, both women stirred, the peaceful atmosphere shifting as Kurenai blinked awake.
Yuhi Kurenai stretched gently, her movements fluid and graceful, and sat up with a natural air of calm, as if waking beside the two was routine.
Her deep red eyes shimmered in the morning light, capturing the essence of autumn leaves kissed by the sun.
But Uzuki Yugao blushed furiously, hiding her face under the sheet like a shy flower, her first time leaving her flustered and vulnerable.
Before she could say anything, Indra pulled her close again, his arms wrapping around her waist possessively, his lips curling into a teasing smile.
"Tell me, Yugao… who was it that moaned the loudest last night?" he teased, playful mischief dancing in his voice, eyes sparkling with humor.
Her eyes shot wide open, and with burning cheeks, she bit his shoulder sharply in an attempt to hide her embarrassment.
"Hisss!" Indra flinched, exaggerating his reaction, though inside he relished the playful banter.
Panicked, Uzuki Yugao gasped.
"S-sorry! It was unintentional!"
She leaned forward and licked the bitten area softly, as if to soothe it, a mix of shyness and affection in her actions.
Indra laughed, brushing her silver hair back affectionately.
"From now on, live here," he declared, his tone earnest, yet teasing.
Yugao blinked slowly, caught off guard by the unexpected suggestion.
"You… want me to stay?" Her voice was soft, hopeful, as though the idea was a beautiful dream just within reach.
He nodded, his expression unwavering and filled with sincerity.
She smiled, cheeks still pink, but a sense of calm washed over her heart.
"Then I will."
Yuhi Kurenai, watching from the side, gave a small satisfied smile, pleased at the thought of expanding their unconventional family.
"Good. Now I won't be bored when you're out," she remarked, her tone playful yet carrying the weight of genuine affection.
With their morning routine complete, Indra stepped into the hall of the Uchiha household, still shirtless, his hair disheveled but proud—a warrior at rest after a night of battle.
There, his grandfather, Setsuna Uchiha, was already seated, sipping his morning coffee—prepared, of course, by Yuhi Kurenai.
The aroma of rich coffee filled the room like an old friend, bringing a sense of normalcy to the morning.
The calm didn't last long, however.
From behind Indra, Uzuki Yugao walked in, adjusting her robe slightly, the fabric whispering against her skin as she emerged from Indra's room.
The sight didn't escape Setsuna's keen gaze.
Setsuna choked mid-sip, his coffee splattering across the table in a dramatic arc, staining the surface like spilled ink upon a blank page.
"COUGH—!! You—! R-rebellious brat!" he barked, glaring at Indra with eyes blazing like twin suns.
"You already brought another woman!? You lustful child!"
The shock in his voice was palpable, echoing off the walls of the household.
He pointed at Yugao dramatically, his finger trembling as if he were wielding a blade, then turned to Kurenai.
The distress etched across his face twisted into a deep frown.
"What about this child?! Doesn't she feel hurt seeing this!?" he demanded, bewildered by the audacious coupling while his world spun on its axis.
Yuhi Kurenai, calm and composed amidst the chaos, tried to explain, her voice gentle as a summer breeze.
"It's... not what you think, Setsuna-sama."
But before she could elaborate, Indra raised his hand with a smug grin, basking in the chaos.
"Relax, old man. I'll bring even more daughters-in-law for you."
The playful challenge hung in the air, a spark igniting the already volatile atmosphere.
Setsuna's jaw tightened, and his brows furrowed in utter disbelief.
"What did you say?" His voice cracked, tinged with exasperation.
"In the future, my children will make this house so crowded, you'll have to become their nanny," Indra said shamelessly, his tone devoid of hesitation.
Setsuna's face turned a deep shade of red with fury, his frustration boiling over.
"YOU THICK-SKINNED SCOUNDREL!!" he shouted, the words reverberating off the walls like distant thunder, an unwelcome storm brewing above them.
Yuhi Kurenai interjected, stepping forward with a look of reassurance.
"I agreed to everything. Don't worry, Setsuna-sama," she stated firmly, her voice steady like a steadfast oak.
Setsuna looked at her, stunned, his worldview cracking like glass under pressure.
The woman standing before him was the same red-eyed girl who once barely spoke in the presence of others, now standing up to him with unwavering resolve.
This was the same grandson who had once shied away from social interactions, distant and aloof as a cloud.
He had been concerned—worried that Indra would never find his place among the world of women, always so focused on his strength and potential.
Now?
He had multiple women, boldly declared he'd make them bear his children, and had no shame in saying it out loud like it was the most natural thing in existence.
"My foolish grandson…" Setsuna muttered, gripping his forehead as if hoping to dispel the bizarre reality unraveling before him.
"You were distant from women back then… and now… you're telling me to prepare for an army of grandchildren?"
Indra raised a brow, the corners of his mouth twitching in amusement.
"Why not? You'll have plenty of time to spend with them once you retire."
"I'm not even working anymore!" Setsuna shouted, frustration bubbling over like an untamed cauldron.
The two clashed in a heated argument, contrasting like thunder and fire—Setsuna embodying the storm while Indra was the relentless flames.
Their exchanges filled the hall with raucous energy, the room trembling with their spirited back-and-forth.
Yuhi Kurenai, watching the two in their comedic sparring, merely smiled, her heart swelling with warmth.
"This is what family feels like…" she thought, her thoughts dancing with the sweetness of the moment.
Meanwhile, Uzuki Yugao observed quietly from the side, a flicker of amusement growing in her chest.
She had always seen Setsuna Uchiha as a strict, powerful old man—untouchable and fearsome.
The embodiment of authority in their clan.
Yet here he was arguing like a normal grandfather, completely outmatched by Indra's thick-skinned bravado.
And Indra…
She looked at him, remembering last night—the way he had embraced her fully, the weight of his presence so comforting, yet electrifying.
How he had accepted her when she feared betrayal, how he wrapped her in security when she expected nothing but rejection.
But instead, he'd said simply yet profoundly:
"Forget it. From now on, you're mine."
He'd welcomed her into his life, enveloped her in warmth, and protected her fiercely.
And now…
She was happy.
A rare warmth filled her chest, a thrilling feeling she hadn't experienced in years.
As she watched Indra argue with his grandfather like a spoiled child demanding candy, she felt a genuine smile creep onto her lips, a reflection of the joy blossoming within.
She was where she belonged.
The morning light streamed through the window, illuminating the laughter and chaos in the kitchen, the validating warmth of family settling around them like an embrace that promised strength and resilience.
As the argument continued, Indra winked playfully at Yugao, who rolled her eyes in mock exasperation, the tension melting into laughter.
This was a new chapter—one filled with chaos, power, and bonds that would only strengthen in the face of adversity.
They would face the challenges ahead together, bound by shared laughter, deep connections, and whispers of hope for the future.
End of Chapter 19.
To be continued...
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