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Several days later…
"L-Like this, Kan-sama?" Mikoto asked, leaning back slightly.
"Yes… Now spread your legs—ah, wait a moment. Let's get rid of these panties first; they'll only get in the way," Kanzou said, tugging at the strap of her panties.
Mikoto lifted her hips and legs together to help him, and he slid them off her in one smooth motion.
Now bare beneath her black plum skirt, she rolled the skirt up to her stomach and spread her legs wide, looking at him with a flushed gaze.
"Is this good?" she asked softly.
"Yes… This is good," he murmured, tossing her panties aside as his gaze roamed over her.
She sat on the dining table, leaning back on both hands, her dark hair spilling across the polished wood. Her legs were spread open, her black plum skirt rolled up to her stomach, giving him a full view of her folds, the neatly trimmed black bush framing them, and her soft, shapely thighs.
After a long moment of staring at her folds, long enough to make her blush violently, her cheeks, nose, and ears all turning red, Kanzou pulled up a chair and sat down, positioning himself directly in front of her exposed pussy.
He began by caressing her thick thighs, his fingers gliding slowly over her soft skin and shapely flesh. "Nn…" Mikoto trembled instantly under his touch, her breath hitching as her pussy grew wetter in response.
Seeing the glistening wetness gathering before his eyes, Kanzou smirked and lifted his gaze to her flushed face. "You're already getting wet, Mikoto…"
Shy and overwhelmed, she dropped her eyes and whispered in a small, trembling voice, "I-I can't help it… Feeling Kan-sama's gaze on me… I can't help but look forward to being violated by you…"
"Fufu… it makes me happy that my Mikoto always looks forward to being violated by me…" he chuckled, his hands sliding to her hip bones as he tugged her skirt a little higher, giving himself an even clearer view of her hips. Then he added, "But right now… you'll have to be a little disappointed. I'm not going to violate you. I have something else in mind."
"S-something else…?" she murmured, looking up at him with confused eyes, waiting for an explanation.
"You see… the fūinjutsu formula I was working on, it's finished," Kanzou said calmly.
"Finished?" Mikoto blinked.
"Yes," he nodded, "and I'm going to put its mark on you."
The Mark of Ownership he had been obsessively crafting was finally complete. Once he acquired the scroll of Hyūga Clan's Caged Bird Cursed Mark, the remaining work wasn't as difficult as he'd expected.
A few days of refinement had brought him to the final result.
All that remained was to brand someone with it.
And of course, Mikoto would be the first woman to bear his mark.
With that intention, Kanzou didn't wait for Mikoto's response, inform her of anything, or ask for her permission. Rather, he swiftly weaved the necessary hand seals and brought his right hand down onto her hip, just above her neatly trimmed bush.
The moment Kanzou's hand struck her hip, a surge of searing heat shot across Mikoto's skin, racing through her whole body. Her back arched, legs trembled, and a moan escaped her lips before she could stop it. "Aaahhnnn…"
But just as quickly as the heat flared, it vanished, leaving behind a black, heart-shaped mark blooming on her skin, stark, vivid, and impossible to miss.
"Alright… It's done," he said, pulling his hand back.
"T-this is…" Mikoto whispered, leaning forward to see the newly branded mark above her pubic region. Her cheeks flushed as she lifted her gaze to him, eyes filled with confusion as she asked him softly, "K-Kan-sama… what kind of Fuinjutsu formula is this?"
"I call it the Mark of Ownership," Kanzou replied.
"The Mark of… Ownership?" Mikoto repeated, already sensing its meaning from the name alone. "This mark… it means…"
Kanzou nodded with a smirk. "Exactly. It's a mark placed on the woman I own." He paused, then added, "And it isn't just a simple mark. It contains several functions… for example—"
He proceeded to explain the components he had built into the Mark of Ownership: the Summoning Mark, the Flying Raijin Mark, the Chakra Absorption seal, the Chakra Sealing layer, the suicide-prevention safeguard, and even the Pain-Infliction and Burn-Infliction functions, cruel mechanisms similar to the Caged Bird seal, meant to be used for punishment and sadistic pleasure.
Of course, Kanzou didn't reveal every detail, but he shared more than enough for her to understand its nature… including the parts meant to hurt.
Finally, he added with a faint smile, "And for now… you're the only one I've branded."
"I-I see…" she murmured, uncertain of how to feel as she brushed her fingers gently over the mark.
"Don't you like it?" Kanzou asked, noticing she didn't look particularly pleased to be branded by him.
"I-It's not that I dislike it… it's just…" She bit her lip, unable to put her feelings into words.
The truth was complicated.
A part of her was naturally excited; being branded by Kanzou stirred something deep and heated within her. To her, anything he gave her, even pain, humiliation, or degradation, became precious. She believed she should treasure and accept it all, simply because it came from her Kan-sama.
But deep within her heart… she also yearned for something beyond those things.
She longed for something different.
She longed for his approval, his affection, his love, as his wife.
But this mark, this Mark of Ownership, made her feel further from that. It felt as though she was receiving his attention and affection only as a pet, an object of desire… not as a partner, not as a woman loved by her husband.
And that thought left a sadness simmering beneath her excitement.
'It's alright… I won't give up. Sooner or later, Kan-sama will definitely acknowledge me as his wife…' Mikoto reassured herself. Steeling her resolve, she looked up at him and bowed. "I will cherish this mark, Kan-sama…"
Kanzou could sense that she was pushing her feelings aside, clinging to hope despite her inner conflict. But he chose not to comment on it for now. He nodded. "Yes… always cherish it."
Mikoto's sadness melted away, replaced by a soft, lust-tinged smile as she looked up at him.
"Then… Kan-sama," she murmured, voice trembling with desire, "now that you've branded me as a woman you own… please also use me. Let this Mikoto, who belongs to you, serve you and please you as you wish…"
"Fufu… very well," Kanzou chuckled as he rose to his feet, tugging his pants and boxers down in one smooth motion, freeing his half-erect cock.
"Yes, Kan-sama… put that big, hungry penis inside my vagina… use me to satiate your lust," Mikoto begged breathlessly, using one hand to spread her folds open for him.
Kanzou stroked himself once to harden fully, then aligned his cock with her entrance and pushed in.
As she felt him sink deep inside her, her eyes rolled back instantly, and a lust-filled moan spilling from her lips, "Aaahnnn…"
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Sometime later, in the bedroom…
Kanzou and Mikoto lay together on the bed, Mikoto resting her head on his chest as she idly traced small circles across his skin with her finger.
While gently caressing her naked back, Kanzou asked, "How is your progress with the Flying Raijin?"
In addition to her regular ninjutsu training, managing clan affairs, and taking care of their home, Mikoto had also been devoting whatever spare time she could find to studying the Flying Raijin. Since it had been a while, Kanzou felt it was time to check her progress.
"I don't think I have the talent for it…" she admitted, sounding discouraged.
Despite trying many times, she hadn't made much progress with the Flying Raijin, and it left her believing she simply lacked the talent for it.
It wasn't surprising.
Many had attempted to master the Flying Raijin, Sarutobi Hiruzen, Shimura Danzō, Utatane Koharu, Mitokado Homura, Hatake Sakumo, Senju Tsunade, Jiraiya, Orochimaru, Katō Dan, Sarutobi Shinnosuke, and several others, and every single one of them had failed.
So far, aside from Senju Tobirama, Namikaze Minato, and Uchiha Kanzou, no one had ever succeeded.
Kanzou had indeed mastered the Flying Raijin completely.
His understanding of the technique was on par with the Nidaime Hokage, Senju Tobirama, perhaps even beyond what Namikaze Minato would eventually achieve at his peak.
"Take your time," Kanzou reassured her. "The Flying Raijin isn't something you master overnight. I'll share some of my own insights later; maybe that will help." Then he added, "And if it still doesn't work out… that's fine. There are plenty of other strong jutsu you can learn."
"Mm…" she nodded softly. "By the way, Kan-sama… I've already learned both Chidori and Rasengan, so I can study the advanced techniques in those lineups…"
"Is that so? Very well," Kanzou nodded, gently patting her head. "In that case, I'll teach you some advanced variations of the Chidori and Rasengan."
Both jutsu were highly versatile, after all.
Chidori had many forms: Chidori Sharp Spear, Chidori Senbon, Chidori Current…
And Rasengan had its own lineup: Mini Rasengan, Blazing Rasengan, Wind Style Rasengan, and more.
Learning these techniques would help Mikoto diversify her fighting style, ensuring she didn't have to rely solely on Fire Release.
Strength was everything. And right now, there are only a handful of people in the Uchiha clan with the potential to step beyond Kage-level.
The most promising among them is naturally Mikoto, who is already the second strongest ninja in Konoha, surpassed only by Kanzou himself.
Then there are Kanzou's three subordinates, Shin, Hazuki, and Souta.
They too have great potential, especially if they manage to awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan.
However, awakening the Mangekyō Sharingan was no simple feat, so there was no guarantee any of them would manage it.
And after them is Uchiha Shisui.
But even if he has the potential to grow strong one day, he was still just a boy.
Kanzou had assigned Souta to train Shisui, and through that arrangement, Souta came to understand the boy better. From his reports, Kanzou learned that Shisui's loyalty to the village already outweighed his loyalty to the Uchiha clan.
It was likely the influence of his father's teachings, principles inherited from Kagami, that had shaped Shisui into someone with such a mindset.
No matter how he was taught or mentored, something in Shisui's mindset didn't change.
'Well… no surprise. A dog will always remain a dog.'
It was a pity; he could have been an asset. Shisui had potential, after all, but Kanzou had no interest in keeping a dog as a subordinate. He had already made up his mind: Shisui would serve a different purpose; he would be used to help Mikoto awaken the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
When Shisui eventually awakened his Mangekyō Sharingan, Kanzou planned to gouge out the boy's eyes and have Mikoto use Kuninotokotachi to absorb their visual power.
'But then again… for Shisui to awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan, that will take years. He's still too young, not even old enough to attend the Ninja Academy. At this rate, it'll be a long wait.'
He exhaled softly, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. 'Hopefully, Fugaku awakens the Mangekyō Sharingan before that…'
With that thought, Kanzou asked about other matters, "How have things been in the Clan recently?"
Because he had been completely focused on creating the Mark of Ownership, Kanzou hadn't paid much attention to the clan's day-to-day affairs, leaving everything to his subordinates.
But now that the mark was complete, it was time to catch up on what had been happening, so he asked Mikoto.
At his question, Mikoto's finger paused. She sat up, her expression turning slightly serious.
"Kan-sama… within the clan, some members have been contacted by Fugaku in secret."
"Contacted by Fugaku?" Kanzou murmured, narrowing his eyes.
Mikoto had warned him about this possibility once before. It was inevitable. Fugaku wasn't the type to sit quietly, not after being humiliated so thoroughly.
Kanzou wasn't surprised, but he needed confirmation. "Are you certain?"
Mikoto nodded. "I received confirmed information from a friend of mine. Her husband was approached by Fugaku, and he…"
Her source of information was, of course, Uchiha Nashiko, who had taken the risk of informing Mikoto about what was happening and what Fugaku and the others were planning, in exchange for securing her daughter's safety.
"She doesn't have much confidence in Fugaku's chances…" Mikoto added.
"Well, that's only natural. Do you think he stands a chance?" Kanzou snorted.
Mikoto's voice turned cold. "If it weren't for you wanting to keep him alive… I would have already driven my blade through his heart."
If there was anyone Mikoto hated, it was Fugaku. She loathed him. Her hatred and disgust ran so deep it no longer even made logical sense, but she had internalised it completely, to the point she could hardly restrain the urge to tear him apart.
"Fufu…" Kanzou chuckled. "I know. But I need him alive. He's still useful."
"I know… that's the only reason he's still alive," Mikoto replied softly.
Kanzou smiled faintly and shifted the topic. "In any case, what do you think? Should we deal with these people quietly?"
"This… I honestly don't know what to do about it…" she admitted, looking up at him as if waiting for guidance.
Kanzou gently patted her head. "Then think about it."
"Think about it…?" she murmured, leaning into his touch and enjoying the head pats.
"Yes. How to handle it is up to you, Mikoto," Kanzou said casually. "You can consult Hazuki as well."
He had no intention of stepping in immediately; this, too, was part of her training.
Training Mikoto wasn't just about strengthening her combat ability; it was about developing her leadership, judgment, and political instincts.
"I understand, Kan-sama," Mikoto replied softly.
She was sharp enough to recognize it for what it was, a test from Kanzou.
And she had no intention of disappointing her Danna-sama.
After tidying up, Mikoto left the mansion to handle clan affairs, while Kanzou turned his attention back to Fūinjutsu.
Although he had completed the Mark of Ownership, he still hadn't learned all the Fūinjutsu he had received from Kushina. He intended to… but at the moment, he felt mentally drained and hardly motivated.
"…Sigh." He rubbed his forehead. "I can't even leave this to a Shadow Clone."
If it were any other type of jutsu, Kanzou would have delegated the work to a clone. Even most Ninjutsu could be practiced that way.
But Fūinjutsu demanded immense mental effort, analysis, precision, theory, and constant calculation.
Shadow Clones simply lacked the cognitive depth and processing power to handle it properly.
Which meant there was no avoiding it; he had to do it himself.
"Forget it… Let's continue anyway," he muttered and forced himself to focus again.
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Somewhere in the Land of Rivers
"There doesn't seem to be any sign of Tsunade-sama in this country either…" Minato murmured. For quite some time now, he and the other ANBU teams had been searching for Tsunade, but so far, their efforts had yielded nothing.
"Any reports from the other squads?" Minato asked the ANBU accompanying him.
The ANBU operative shook his head. "Tsunade-sama likely knows we're searching for her. She's probably taking active measures to stay off the radar."
"If that's the case… finding her will be next to impossible," Minato murmured.
A kunoichi of her calibre, deliberately avoiding detection, was almost impossible to track down.
Suddenly, another ANBU operative came running toward them.
"There's a lead, something from the black market!"
Minato and the accompanying ANBU immediately brightened.
"What? Where?" Minato asked sharply.
"In the Land of Iron," the ANBU reported, catching his breath. "Someone there spotted a woman matching Tsunade-sama's description, traveling with a young black-haired girl."
He continued, "Apparently, a Yakuza boss there became infatuated with the woman's beauty and even proposed marriage. When she rejected him, he tried to kidnap the little girl to threaten her. But he and his men were all beaten senseless by the woman. When the Yakuza's samurai subordinates stepped in, they were defeated as well."
"The collateral damage was extensive; an entire casino was destroyed, along with a Yakuza mansion. It's said that General Mifune himself had to intervene to settle the situation."
"That sounds worth checking," the first ANBU said. "If it were Tsunade-sama, she could easily overpower both Yakuza and samurai."
"In the Land of Iron…" Minato murmured, his expression thoughtful. Then he nodded decisively. "Alright. I'll head there immediately."
Given that the Land of Iron was neutral territory and a place where Tsunade wouldn't be troubled by ninja from other nations, it felt like a very real possibility.
It was definitely worth investigating.
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