"Heh. And what's the difference between a belated decree and a rumor already spread?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Kushina froze.
"The rumor itself was Danzo's handiwork."
"But Hiruzen… he had the chance to crush it when it first appeared. Instead, he turned a blind eye. He let it breathe. He let it spread."
"Now, after everyone's been whispering about it for so long, to suddenly forbid it? Isn't that just the same as admitting it's true?"
Obito's voice carried a cold certainty as he pressed on.
"I can only deduce that this was the Third Hokage's ploy to intercept Danzo. When Naruto was about to collapse into loneliness, Hiruzen wanted to swoop in as the savior, the guiding light. So, he let Danzo's method play out and only now, when it serves him, does he intervene."
He stopped speaking. At the same moment, his fingers slipped out of her dripping heat.
Silence swallowed the room.
"…Haha…"
The sound was broken, ugly. Kushina grinned suddenly, her lips trembling as tears streaked down her face.
Obito didn't speak. He only watched, then pulled her into his chest.
"Jinchūriki… how pitiful."
"What the hell am I even living for?" she choked out, voice breaking as more tears streamed.
Her arms tightened around him desperately, breasts pressing against his chest as if clinging to the only warmth left in the world.
Obito's eyes softened. He let out a silent sigh, gaze shifting toward the table in the dark.
The shadows couldn't hide much from his eyes soon, he spotted a tissue box.
When her sobs finally dulled to shallow breaths, he lifted her tear-stained face and gently dabbed her cheeks clean.
"…Thank you."
Her voice was hoarse, fragile.
Obito studied her carefully. Once upon a time, if anyone treated her like this...Kushina would've erupted in fury.
Her red hair would have flared, fists cocked, ready to storm the Hokage's office and smash Hiruzen into the floorboards.
That fiery, irritable, yet cheerful woman… the blood-red pepper everyone feared and admired.
But now? All Obito saw in her eyes was sorrow.
It took a long while before Kushina finally steadied herself.
For a fleeting, terrifying second, she thought it might have been better if she'd died the night the Nine-Tails broke free.
Her life had been nothing but loss... her homeland destroyed, her family and friends gone.
Brought to Konoha, stripped of her freedom, mocked, and bullied for what she was.
Then chosen as the Nine-Tails' vessel, her body forced to endure the burden of a beast.
And when she finally found love, when she finally dreamed of happiness marriage, a child, a future, it was all ripped away. Minato gone.
Her son, the only anchor left.
And now, this truth about Konoha's leadership shackled her with a new, cruel weight.
Wouldn't it have been easier… if she had just died that night?
But the thought flickered out as quickly as it came.
Because Naruto still needed her. She had to stay.
And, infuriatingly enough, because of this bastard standing beside her, if she was gone, who knew what he would do to her son?
"…Sorry for the outburst," she whispered, cheeks still damp but calmer now.
"I must've looked pathetic. You can laugh if you want…"
"No… when this kind of thing happens, it's normal to lose it. You don't have to care, Kushina."
Obito shook his head. His hand slid around her waist, pulling her onto his lap.
"Ah—!" she gasped softly as her pussy brushed against the rigid bulge pressing beneath her.
The sudden contact made her cheeks flush crimson. But before she could stammer a protest, his low voice rolled against her ear.
"Actually… after knowing your situation, I wanted to ask if you were willing to leave Konoha with me."
"Leave… Konoha?"
Kushina froze. For a moment, her eyes flickered with light only to dim again almost instantly.
"It's impossible. I have to stay with Naruto… and there's no way the village would let him go."
"Indeed," Obito murmured, shifting beneath her.
fsshk
His cock nestled perfectly between the soft valley of her ass, the heat radiating against her bare skin. She shivered.
"That's why I abandoned the idea. The Nine-Tails Jinchūriki is something Konoha won't release. If I tried to take Naruto, the entire village would come down on me."
His words carried no fear. Kushina could feel the strength in his voice even as she bit her lip, gasping at the insistent pressure grinding beneath her.
"Haa… that's… true…" she admitted shakily.
As much as she hated the village, she knew: for her son's safety, she couldn't leave.
Obito's hand stroked her hip casually.
"But still, after talking to you for so long… I realized I don't even know your thoughts about me. Don't you want to know who I am?"
"In the Uchiha clan, there's no such person as you." Kushina's blush deepened as she tried to deflect, shifting her hips.
schlk
And unwittingly stroking his shaft with the slick line of her ass. "But… if you don't want to say it, then that's fine."
Obito exhaled through his nose, low and heavy, as her movement teased him.
"…If it's a name you want… just keep calling me what you always do. I'm not from Konoha."
Kushina blinked. "…Bastard?"
The word slipped out before she realized it, her cheeks flaming. She usually hurled it at him whenever they clashed. Saying it now, in this position, made her feel oddly shy.
Obito chuckled under his breath.
She quickly forced a grin, brushing off her embarrassment. "Then I'll call you Mask Bastard. And one day… when you're ready, you can tell me your real name."
"Fine." His lips curved faintly.
Kushina leaned back slightly, her tone lighter.
"By the way, Mask Bastard, you said you came to Konoha for something. That incident with the Hyūga clan… you weren't behind that, were you?"
Her question came just as he shifted again.
thk—shhk
His cock slid free from her ass crack and rubbed directly against the curve of her bare cheeks.
Heat and hardness ground against her soft flesh, making her stifle a sharp breath.
She wasn't asking for Konoha's sake. No...if anything, the thought of Konoha suffering amused her. She was just curious.
Obito's tone didn't waver. "No. I came for Orochimaru. And although you can call me whatever you like, that particular nickname isn't exactly flattering."
"…Orochimaru?" Kushina blinked in surprise.
"That's right. I came to strike a deal with him."
Her lips parted, startled, but also intrigued.
"…To actually deal with him… you really are something, Mask Bastard. You must be pretty strong in the ninja world."
"Strong? You should know better than anyone just how strong I am," he said, grabbing her breast roughly. She gasped, her face flushing red as the sudden touch stole her breath.
Obito then gave a small shake of his head, his expression calm, almost humble.
"No in fact...I just founded an organization that takes in the homeless and the broken. It's nothing worth glorifying."
But as he said this, his hand moved casually again... his cock sliding against her soft backside, pressing harder, making her body tense.
slrk—grnd
Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he reached into his cloak and pulled out a small photograph. He held it up in front of her.
"Speaking of which… I did take in a mother and daughter. You might find this interesting."
Kushina blinked, curiosity sparking despite the warmth pooling between her legs.
"…A surprise?"
"Mm. Take a look," Obito said smoothly, pressing the photo into her hand.
Her breath hitched as she took it, but her body still pressed unconsciously back into his cock, her wetness beginning to leave faint traces of slick heat on his shaft.
shlk
Through the pale spill of moonlight, Kushina froze.
In the photo, a gentle young woman with long red hair sat smiling softly on a worn sofa.
In her arms, a little red-haired girl about the same age as Naruto beamed at the camera, flashing a peace sign.
Kushina's breath caught in her throat. That hair, that face… far too familiar.
Her lips trembled. "...Are they…?"
Obito's voice was calm. "As you think. Uzumaki. Survivors scattered across the world."
"What's her name?"
"Chihori."
The word struck her like lightning. Kushina's eyes widened. "...Chi—Chihori?!"
Obito blinked at her sudden reaction. "You know her?"
Before he could say more, his hands slid beneath her thighs, lifting her hips.
shlk—THRUST
His cock speared into her soaked core in one brutal stroke.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Kushina cried out, her nails biting into his shoulders, her body convulsing around him.
Her face burned red, both from the name and from the thick, merciless intrusion now stretching her pussy to its limit.
"Haaah…! W-we're… about the same age… met a few times… when we were kids… mmmm!"
Her voice faltered into a moan as her hips instinctively rolled, grinding against him, wet sounds filling the silent apartment.
slrp—schlk
"After Uzushiogakure fell, I never saw her again. It's been so long… no wonder I couldn't recognize her."
Her body shuddered as Obito drove deeper, his pace slow at first, savoring her trembling walls around him.
Yet even as pleasure twisted her voice into broken gasps, her heart ached at the memory.
"Where… where did you find her? How is she now?"
Obito's breath brushed against her ear. "She was taken in by Kusagakure for a time. She was used by them like a tool barely surviving."
"Damn Grass Village!" Kushina growled, anger flashing through her eyes only to be smothered by another sharp moan as his cock ground against her deepest spot.
"Mmmmghhh! A-ahhh—"
Her anger melted into sorrow when Obito explained how the survivors were too afraid to even use their clan name anymore.
Her fists clenched weakly at his chest. "…to erase their name… to hide their bloodline… how cruel…"
But when he told her Chihori was safe now, raising the little girl, Kushina's lips curled into a smile through the tears and sweat.
"Her daughter's… Karin, right?" She stared at the photo again, eyes softening. "She's… adorable…"
She smiled stupidly, tears clinging to her lashes. For a moment, her heart warmed at the thought of surviving kin.
Seeing that stupid smile… she suddenly remembered something.
If she thought about it, she'd seen it before... in the memories of years ago, when Uchiha Obito was still around.
He was smiling at Rin like that.
"That's right," Obito whispered. Then his grip tightened on Kushina's waist.
"But right now, we should focus on something else."
Clap! Clap! Clap!
"Ahhh—! Ahhhhhnnnn!" Kushina's scream tore out as Obito began pounding into her with brutal, relentless strokes.
Wet sounds echoed with every thrust, her pussy clenching around him like it never wanted to let go.
shhp ahhh ! shhp hnnngh♡
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