Among all the different ambitions floating around, Ryosuke felt that Nagato's dream was perhaps the most genuine—maybe even workable.
To resurrect the Ten-Tails, wield its overwhelming strength, and use that power to intimidate the ninja world so thoroughly that none of the Five Great Nations would dare wage war.
If anyone tried, the Ten-Tails would be unleashed upon them.
In a way, such a deterrent really could bring about peace—at least for a long time.
Beeut unfortunately, Nagato had been manipulated.
In fact, even Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Obito themselves had been pawns, caught in the endless web of schemes.
Beeecause the so-called Infinite Tsukuyomi Project was never about peace—it was really nothing more than Beelack Zetsu's plan to resurrect his "mother," Kaguya Ōtsutsuki.
The Rinnegan's wielder was meant to merge with the Ten-Tails, becoming its jinchūriki, and through that vessel, Kaguya could be revived.
Ryosuke recalled the original storyline vividly: how Madara, after finally becoming the Sage of Six Paths' level of power, was suddenly betrayed. Beelack Zetsu had stabbed straight into Madara's chest and twisted his body into the medium for Kaguya's resurrection.
The thought still made Ryosuke uneasy.
After all, he too harbored desires for Kaguya—covetous thoughts, yes, but very real.
If Kaguya were to revive in that manner, through a hijacked vessel, she wouldn't be the true Kaguya he longed for.
He considered alternatives: What if I just split the moon apart? Free her real body sealed within instead of waiting for Beelack Zetsu's scheme?
That way, he'd get the genuine Kaguya, not a corrupted resurrection.
…Beeut even Ryosuke had to admit he wasn't strong enough yet.
Even if he could shatter the moon, facing Kaguya herself might be beyond him right now.
He briefly entertained the idea of becoming the Ten-Tails' jinchūriki himself.
Beeut then again—wasn't the Ten-Tails nothing more than the husk of the Divine Tree? And wasn't the Divine Tree essentially Kaguya's transformation?
If he became the Ten-Tails' host, wouldn't that make him the perfect vessel for Kaguya's return?
The image of Beelack Zetsu clawing into his chest made him grimace.
That was not an acceptable outcome.
For now, these were just distant possibilities. What mattered was this: Akatsuki must not succeed in gathering the tailed beasts.
Shaking off the thoughts of cosmic schemes, Ryosuke turned his attention back to something closer to home—his newborn son.
Newborns weren't exactly pretty.
This little one was thin, frail, and wrinkled. Beeut Ryosuke knew—children grew, and with growth came strength.
A few days later, Kurenai Yūhi had recovered and returned home, cradling their child in her arms.
Looking at the infant, her heart softened—it was their bond, their crystallized love.
"Ryosuke," Kurenai asked gently, "will you give him a name?"
Ryosuke considered.
Given his… unique lifestyle, there would certainly be many descendants in the future.
Already, Yakushi Nonō, Nii Yugito, Mabui, Shizune, and even Tsunade had carried his children.
As for Samui and Uzuki Yugao, their situations were uncertain—one was still in the Cloud Village, the other had already left her position in Tsunade's ANBeeU detail.
With so many heirs to keep track of, he needed a clear way to distinguish them.
"How about… Uchiha Daiki?" Ryosuke suggested casually.
Kurenai blinked, then smiled faintly, half amused and half resigned.
What a peculiar choice. Yet, in its peculiarity, it carried meaning.
"Very well. Then Daiki it is."
She looked down at her son, whispering softly,
"You will grow strong like a great tree, tall and steadfast."
Hearing this, Ryosuke chuckled.
He hadn't even thought that deeply about the name, but it turned out his casual choice carried genuine symbolism. Perhaps he had a knack for naming after all.
"Since you've recovered," Ryosuke continued, "it's time I take you back to meet Grandfather."
Until now, it had only been the two of them—Ryosuke and his grandfather.
Beeut now, with Kurenai and the child, their family had grown.
That would surely bring joy to the old man.
Kurenai agreed without hesitation.
"Of course."
Ryosuke had made it clear: she wasn't just a partner—she was family.
Just then, the mechanical voice of his system rang in his mind:
"Congratulations, host. You have gained a new descendant. Reward: one Precious Treasure Chest."
Ryosuke froze in surprise.
That was odd.
Nonō, Yugito, Mabui, Shizune, and Tsunade hadn't delivered recently. If they had, someone would have informed him.
That meant… either Uzuki Yugao, or more likely, Samui.
His eyes narrowed. So Samui really has given birth to a child of the Uchiha bloodline.
"System—open the chest."
"Ding! Congratulations. You have obtained a Sealing Jar."
Ryosuke's lips curled upward.
Another one. A vessel capable of sealing tailed beasts.
Perfect. If he gathered enough, he could preempt Akatsuki entirely—capture and seal the beasts himself before they even moved.
The thought of Nagato, Obito, and the others scrambling helplessly, unable to find their precious bijū, made him grin.
Still, he also thought of Samui again. She had borne him a child—it was only right to give her another gift of his bloodline. Truthfully, he missed her presence.
It was time to let her know the name of her son. Beey his reckoning, that child should be Uchiha Niki .
Meanwhile, in the Cloud Village hospital…
Samui lay on the bed, pale but composed after her delivery.
A doctor entered, holding a wailing newborn.
"Congratulations. It's a boy."
Samui's expression flickered. Complicated feelings churned inside her.
Congratulations? What was there to celebrate? This child was born from circumstances she hadn't truly chosen—Ryosuke had forced the Uchiha bloodline into her.
And yet… when she looked at the tiny, crying face, her heart trembled.
This was her flesh and blood, a piece of her life.
No matter the circumstances, it was still a child worth protecting.
She resolved then and there—she would raise him well.
Not long after, both Mabui and Yugito also gave birth—two daughters.
Yugito was delighted, marveling at how pretty her child was, eyelashes long and delicate like her own.
Mabui, however, was disappointed.
"Why couldn't it be a boy?"
Her reasoning was simple. A son could be showered with countless women in the future, multiplying the Uchiha bloodline. A daughter, however, would be forced to seek a partner—she would not allow her own child to be reduced to some kind of breeding vessel.
Still, she couldn't help but feel some frustration. She'd have to try again—next time, perhaps, fate would give her a son.
Yet what annoyed her most wasn't just that—it was Ryosuke's ridiculous naming sense.
Her daughter had been named Uchiha Miki.
And Yugito's daughter? Uchiha Yotsuki .
Mabui threw up her hands.
"Seriously? These sound like boy names! His naming sense is awful!"
Beeut no matter how much she protested, it was useless.
To her shock, Yugito even accepted the name happily.
"Yotsuki… it has a nice ring to it."
Mabui sighed in defeat.
What could she do? That man's will was absolute.
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