dragun95: Shizune was sad for seconds because Naruto didn't seem to give her attention when she enter the room, when actually, he just trusted not to do anything harmful to him./he's currently in a strange world, so it is what it is xD

Blank Lord: Thank you. I'll try my best to keep going.

blackashes1: maybe I'd write that in the future xD. for now, I just want to write the plot with some lemon or lime here or there for side dishes.

Roman trooper: I'm happy that you enjoyed my story, friend.

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Somewhat little reviews compared to usual, but I guess the last chapter answered most of the questions in everyone's mind about how and whatnot.

anyway...

as always, I hope y'all like this new chapter, see ya later!


Chapter 12, Sword and Shield


START!

Two weeks or so passed just like that.

And sat in his bedroom in Konoha, Naruto was reading books about the clans that reside in the great village hidden in the leaf, complete with books about their secret techniques.

He just arrived this morning after he spent two weeks training with the creature who can shake the very planet itself had it wanted to.

As for what kind of training he did… well…

"This new body of mine is perfect… now I feel so stupid that I tried to lift that stupidly large boulder"

Naruto groaned a little when a memory of him trying to lift a large boulder passed his mind.

A concept.

This body was made by the concept of lust, just like how a god made their body. For example, Amaterasu was the god of the sun, thus, her body was made with the concept of the sun too.

Yes… his body is divine.

That is why most women here keep complimenting him by using such strange words like divine and something like that.

The previous Naruto knew that he was a literal divine god and became tyrannical because of it.

Now… you might be confused and asking what all of this means.

It meant nothing… at least to him.

This body was made by the concept.

Concept is an idea.

And idea means thought.

As long as he will it, he would be able to destroy a mountain with nothing but a punch. Something that made him terrified the first time he used it to destroy the boulder he tried to lift.

He was so terrified of it.

Terrified of the idea of him being less human.

Call him a coward or anything else… but he won't use the power of this stupid concept-made body unless he really, really needs it.

Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely.

Kurama said that it deeply respected his choice over the matter and decided to train him in some ancient techniques of the long-lost clans that it still remembered.

He cannot and doesn't need to improve his body, but he can still learn techniques.

The techniques he learned so far are harmless ones though. Like Akimichi's technique to make one's body bigger, Nara's shadow manipulation, and the last one was from the forgotten clan, a technique that is basically the opposite of Akimichi's clan and could make one's body smaller.

The first two were for combat only, while the last technique can be used for some kink play when he had the time.

"… Damn perverted mind"

Naruto's face turned red when the idea of making himself smaller and letting Shizune or Yakumo put him in their breast pocket crossed his mind.

Or their breasts cleavage…

Pam

Pam

Pam

One hand slapped the desk repeatedly, Naruto's other hand went to his face and cover it. Embarrassed that he imagined such a dirty image inside his own mind.

"Naruto-sama, are you okay?"

Just as he tried to wave away the dirty thought from his mind, a beautiful voice of Shizune came from the door after she knocked on said door.

Ugh.

The dirty idea came back with revenge.

"I'm alright, I'm alright… you may come in, Shi"

Naruto said simply with a blush still can be seen on his cheeks.

Thus, with a small 'excuse me', Shizune entered his bedroom. And as her eyes immediately went to his face, a small hint of confusion tinted said eyes when she took notice of his red face.

"Is there anything you need?"

He said before his lover can ask something about his reddening cheeks. He's not going to spend his time explaining to Shizune about his newest kink.

Nope…

Just nope.

"Ah, yes. Naruto-sama, the third exam just finished yesterday and Tsunade-san gave these papers to me. They're the papers of the participants who passed the last exam and thus, eligible to fight in the battle royale"

"I see… you can place them here"

Patted a lone space on his desk, Naruto saw Shizune quickly go and placed the stack of papers there. Then, his attention went to the stack in question.

It was a lot smaller than the stack of papers he read previously.

Many participants must have been eliminated, then.

Fortunately for him, Shizune took notice of the direction of his eyes and walked to his behind, where she began to give him a soft and loving massage.

"Among four thousand participants, more than three thousands of them were eliminated. At the moment, there's only about eight hundreds kunoichi going to enter your guards rank, Naruto-sama"

Huh…

Eight hundred.

That's a lot smaller than he thought at first, honestly.

But then again, those eight hundred are the best of the best among four thousand female jonins across the elemental nation.

"I see… and the ones I told you to keep tabs on?"

"Everyone passed, Naruto-sama. Although, Hinata-san and Sakura-san was injured pretty badly in the third exam because they fought each other again"

Here, Naruto closed his eyes for a few minutes.

Mikoto Uchiha, Hinata Hyuga, Sakura Haruno, Fuuka, and Ino Yamanaka. He told Shizune that he wanted her to watch those five because among the other participants, he really wants one, or even all of these five to enter his guards' rank.

And yes… even that killer, Fuuka.

The reason he wants Fuuka to enter his guard…?

Because she was a beauty… simply as that.

Evil?

All women in this world can become evil simply because of their desire to have him for themselves. Even someone as kind looking as Shizune would probably go into a killing spree the moment he was kidnapped unwillingly by someone.

So yeah, if they would go feral if they're not by his side, then the answer is simple.

Keep them by his side.

As for the enmity between Sakura and Hinata… well, he cannot do anything about that. Those two have to learn to work with each other first and foremost if they really want to have his attention, not to kill each other.

"That's good… when will the battle royale going to start?"

Here, Shizune paused her massage for a brief second.

But in the end, she continues…

"Please forgive me, Naruto sama. You added it at the last minute. So, I thought you wanted to decide the date by yourself"

Well…

It was his fault.

Why Shizune decided to ask for forgiveness when it was clearly his fault, he doesn't know. But, at the same time, it is a good way to teach Hinata and Sakura that they won't become his top guards just because they have more power than the others.

Might dictate right.

But this holds true only if you had absolute might and not when you're only slightly stronger than the others around you.

"Good, then please tell Tsunade that I want the battle royale start tomorrow"

Hopefully, this will teach the two women to think twice or thrice before they make their actions and not jump into a fight without any preparation or reservation next time.

"…"

Without any word, Shizune waved her left hand, signaling one of the hidden guards to pass his message to the fifth Hokage.

And thus… he waits for tomorrow to come.


-Hyuga clan mansion-

"Guh… t-tomorrow!?"

Hinata hissed in pain when her sister put a medical salve on her wound. At the same time, it was also a hiss of anger because of the bad news her clan member just told her.

In front of her, a trembling Hyuga was nodding in fear.

"Y-Yes, Hinata-sama. One of Lord Naruto's guard placed the official written paper in front of Hokage's building, the date for Naruto exam's battle royale will be held tomorrow at three pm"

"You're excused!"

"Y-Yes, thank you very much…"

Not even wasting a second, the servant flickered away from the room as if his life depended on it.

Then again, maybe it did.

Behind her desk, veins of anger can be seen right on the sides of Hinata's eyes, as if she was activating her byakugan. But no…

They're purely her veins of anger.

Her boiling anger.

"Why… why must it be tomorrow!?"

Hinata raged and punched the floor under her so hard that it cracked.

Some of the bandages on her body got ripped from the movement…

When she saw this, Hanabi can only let out a small sigh and wordlessly rebandage her sister's wounds.

"Sis, the date for the battle royale was never told in the first place. And I also told you that you shouldn't let your anger for Haruno-san cloud your judgement, and yet it did. How are you going to fight someone as strong as Mikoto-sama when you're like this and she came out from the last exam unscathed…?"

Hinata was trembling…

Anger.

Desperation.

And a hint of craziness can be seen inside the clan head's lavender-tinted eyes as she was tightening her palms so hard that they bleed.

She knew that.

Mikoto Uchiha was a legendary figure in her own right, a woman with nothing but 'power' in her name. it would be almost impossible for Hinata to defeat such a woman even if she was in full health.

And now… she had so many wounds that she was questioning herself whether she could enter the top ten ranks in tomorrow's battle.

Sakura can heal herself…

But her…?

She will have to fight in this condition of hers tomorrow.

"… I'll still fight"

Yes.

To gain the right to stand with her love in life… to guard him in his wake and in his sleep… and to kill any unworthy people who dare to lay their hands on his divine form.

For such precious things… she will fight.

She has to.


-Time skip-

"Has everyone arrived, Shi?"

Deep in a private room of the stadium, Naruto was spreading his arms, left and right respectively, and letting his assistant straighten and pat some folds on his overly regal kimono.

Ugh…

He didn't want to use these, honestly.

But he has to, at least for a few hours at most.

"Yes, they have, Naruto-sama. They are currently waiting patiently for your arrival"

Are they really?

The Daimyos are not the patient bunch back in his world. And although he now knows that he is someone with divine-like power in this world, it still made him double-think whether he's really that influential or not.

But then again, the Daimyos and the other influential people spent more than two weeks in Konoha despite they were probably busy elsewhere.

It was no surprise if they are still patient even though he was late for an hour.

"I see… then can you please hurry it up a little? I do not wish to spend my time doing this"

Naruto said bluntly.

Now, if he was going to be late at something, at the very least the thing he do must be something very important or something that could make him feel somewhat happy.

Sex, or making out with Shizune… for example.

"Of course, Naruto-sama. Please give me a minute or two"

Naruto blinked when instead of doing something, Shizune merely hugged him from behind and put her chin on top of his head, watching the full body mirror together with him.

Liking the action, Naruto kept silent and happily focuses on the feeling of soft things being pressed to the back of his head.

"…"

"Thank you for that, Naruto. Shall we go?"

Alas… the moment had to end two minutes later.

And as Shizune circled her right arm around his left arm, she asked. Something that Naruto answered with a simple nod.

And thus, with Shizune as his escort, Naruto walked out of the room.

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NARUTO

NARUTO

NARUTO!

The stadium… far bigger than the one back in his world is currently housing eight or so hundred participants in the middle area and several thousands of people who were sitting on the seats, circling the middle area in question.

And when he came out from the door and sat on the highest seat, people, male and female alike stood from their seats and began to chant his name with craze.

It is as if, they came here not to watch the match… but to see a glimpse of him.

The loud mix of voices was making his head ache slightly, though.

"…"

There is no word from him.

But the moment Naruto raised a fist upward slightly, the whole stadium turned silent almost immediately.

"Participants, take your position…"

"PARTICIPANT, TAKE YOUR POSITION!"

His words were quickly followed by Shizune on his side, and if it was not for him in the middle of an event, Naruto would've turned his head toward the woman and given her a blank stare.

For a silent and polite type of person, Shizune can be loud too it seems.

Anyway…

The moment he (and Shizune) said those words, all eight hundred participants who were clumping in the middle spread out. Each of them takes their place on the edge of the circle to make sure they won't get attacked from behind.

Jonins… such quick thinking.

"On the count to three…"

"ON THE COUNT TO THREE…"

Killing intent started to be thrown as each participant gauged their enemy, hands on their sheathed choice of weapon.

They're waiting with so much focus.

Let's prank them…

"Three, and start"

"THREE, AND START!"

Jonin or no jonin, some was too focused that they were startled when there was no count whatsoever and the match suddenly started.

Most of them were still quick enough on their feet to block an attack from their enemy, though.

And as this happens, Naruto leaned his cheek on his fist, watching the match below with nothing but interest in his eyes.

Maybe he could learn some jutsu…

I sense your excitement… what are you doing, Naruto from another world?

"Oh, Kurama… there is this Naruto exam in this world, an exam which is held every four years where the participants who pass can be Naruto's guards. The exam is currently in its last battle…"

Kurama chimed in inside his mind, something that can be possible only because of the mark on his right hand.

He's not really surprised, though. In the span of two weeks that he spent with Kurama, he actually learned many things from the creature, including the use of the mark it gave him and what the mark meant to Kurama and to other tailed beasts.

I would love to say it was a sickening battle where the winners become slaves… however, the test never had any life casualties.

I shall remain silent.

With a small gruff, Naruto felt his connection with the creature miles away from his current position got cut off as silence return to his mind.

Oh, well…

Let's continue watching the match.


-On the battlefield-

Jutsu after jutsu was thrown.

Flames fly overhead.

Stray winds made those flames bigger and hotter.

Earth rises, protecting a person hiding behind it.

And then thunder struck, easily destroying the earth construct like it was nothing and hit the woman behind it, making her fall to the ground and spasm like crazy.

Fortunately for her, a hidden Anbu quickly came in and took her to the side where the medical team began to fix the damage done.

Still…

She's out.

In the middle of all of this anarchy, one woman stands out the most.

With a single katana in hand, the woman actually stood in the middle of the area with a pair of closed eyes.

"Defeat her!"

"Do not let her take the first place!"

As several women closed in on her, Mikoto Uchiha merely let out a small sigh of exasperation.

They're so foolish…

For a small second, a pair of glistening Sharingan opened. Though, not a second later, it was closed once again with the owner already teleported a few meters away from her previous position.

Behind her, jonins fell face first, unconscious.

And again… Mikoto stood there, unwilling to be an attacker because it would be too unfair for the ones she attacks.

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"Kuh…"

Several people fell at once when Hinata finished with them, with the clan head herself panting ever slightly and grunted when the pain from her wounds flared a little.

Nonetheless, she still took a small glance toward Mikoto who was standing in the middle of the area like some kind of statue.

In this match, that woman is undefeatable. Hinata's mind concluded bitterly.

Bastard…

Even though Naruto said that he would let his guards enter this tournament for a chance to climb the rank, none of them actually enter simply because most, if not all of the guards were trained by Mikoto at some point or another.

None of them wanted to backstab Mikoto now that the woman got her chance to get closer to Naruto.

"I'll defeat you…"

Despite her mutters being pointed for Mikoto, Hinata's glares went to other jonins near her.

She'd love to try to beat the shit of Mikoto. But with the chance to get a higher rank within Naruto's guards on the line, Hinata decided not to and play this safe.

It still made her blood boil in anger, though.

"Raaaargh!"

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"Raaaargh!"

So stupid…

The thought crossed Sakura's mind when she took notice of Hinata who was starting to go on a rampage and blindly attacking anyone within her sight.

And with her byakugan, everyone was in her sight.

"…!"

With a sharp movement, Sakura spun and dodged a blunt strike to the head and countered it with a slash to her attacker's leg via her glowing blue palms.

Thud

The attacker fell behind her as the woman can no longer move her lower body.

Alas, with the tournament forbidding fatal injury, she cannot use her fists.

And yet…

As she took a small glance at one Mikoto Uchiha, Sakura bit her bottom lip in jealousy.

Such power inside one body. And yet the woman was able to move so fluidly and attack with such control that she fell her enemy unconscious with nothing but a single strike, without doing any fatal injury to any of them so far.

She cannot top it.

At the very least, not yet.

Now she knew why Hinata suddenly become so angry and distress.

Just like her, Hinata must have also realized the distance between her and Mikoto Uchiha.

Though, unlike Hinata, Sakura chose to calm her nerve and gain some distance between herself, Mikoto, and Hinata. It would be nice to get Naruto's positive attention by fighting both, but she still has so little data about Mikoto, and Hinata is currently rampaging.

Fighting any of them is not going to be worth it.

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Hidden from the sight of the trio, but not Naruto, one woman with flaming red hair calmly sat on a rock construct she made with a small smile on her face, seemingly uncaring of the match happening around her.

Though, her hair in question has embedded itself on the ground for some reason.

"I'll defe-guh!"

A woman was running toward her. Though, when she was about two meters away from her position, a batch of hair came out from the ground under the incoming jonin and winded around her ankle.

The jonin fell face first because of it, thus, her grunt of pain.

"W-What are these? H-Hai-mmnhph!"

Several batches of hair came out of the ground once again, and within a second, the woman was cocooned by the moving crimson strands, her scream of pain was muffled from the inside of the soft cocoon as her chakra got sucked forcibly.

As this happen, the owner of the moving hairs merely let out a small smile as she took out a folded paper from her cleavage and started to reread its content.

"Fuuka… no last name"

The writing was simple, something she didn't expect from the writer in question. But then again… it was really humble of him.

"I know what you did, took me a few hours to notice the leads you left unnecessarily. And I'll be honest here. I'm not amused… at all"

"The people you killed… they have people waiting for their return and you took that chance away from them ruthlessly"

"When you read this letter, my guards probably still won't know about your identity, but they will sooner or later. And when they do, who know what will happen?"

"… I'll give you a chance"

"Be my sword, and let me be your sheath that won't let you kill unnecessarily"

"Give me your answer before my guards crack the identity of the killer who killed the participants, I'll be waiting for your answer"

Such bluntness.

Such a sweet offer.

There is just no way she could refuse such salivating thing.

A sharp killing intent washed over her when she was lost in thought, and knowing it was from him, she widened her eyes for a second and retracted her hair before she makes him angry.

The jonin bound by her hair was pale and looked lifeless just like a corpse.

Fortunately for the woman, she still has a flicker of chakra inside her body, and thus, she won't lose her life.

"Ah~ such a restricting sheath you are, Naruto-kun~"

Focusing her attention on where he sat, Fuuka licked her lips sexily when she saw that his eyes were on her and her alone, staring at her like she was a kid who got caught red-handed taking candy from another kid.

Ahn~

His gaze has so much passion that the areas on her chest and groin began to heat up.

Truly… even if it going to take a very long time to do, she will do her best to get his trust.

And as for what she will do once she does…

"Ufu… Ufufufu~"

What else if not the thing all women across the world want to do with him?

She's going to make love with him~

She can only hope that he won't be afraid of her real form, though.

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-With Naruto-

Gazing intently at Fuuka, Naruto narrowed his eyes.

Another thing he learned from Kurama was how to use one of his Uzumaki bloodlines, Kagura eyes. And albeit said bloodline has several uses, at the moment, he could only use it to check on a living being's chakra.

Fuuka…

She's no longer a human.

Her body holds no chakra… at all.

Fuuka's soul and chakra were inside her hair, making those strands of hair her true main body instead of the woman's body in question.

Huh…

Interesting.

Is her body a puppet, then?

Oh well… it's probably her secret jutsu or something like that. So, let's just act as though he knows nothing about it.

But there it goes his idea of having beautiful women as his right and left hands who will cater to his everyday needs.

Still…

Just as he was lost in thought, Naruto's mind conjured an image of him getting bound by batches of long and silky red hairs, blindfolded and gagged.

At the same time, a batch of hairs converging into a hand made of hairs was giving him a hand job.

Oh… that's work.

His perverted mind is as broad as always it seemed.

"…"

No longer watching Fuuka, Naruto let his attention go to the other contestants, once again trying to get a hold of some simple techniques.

He's not a genius though.

So… it's hard.


-Later-

Fuuka and Mikoto.

When there are only two contestants left on the battlefield, Naruto stopped the match and lets the crowd roars in excitement.

Formally, he should say something to the winners. But as it would be very embarrassing and also because he didn't have any experience when it comes to speech, Naruto merely stood and said one sentence before he left.

"Take care of your wounds and meet me at my house"

There is no visible wound on Mikoto or Fuuka if he can be honest, but as it would be rude to just leave without saying anything, he said those and walked into the stadium building through the door behind his seat.

He fully believes that Shizune can do well in the closing part.

"…"

Ah…

So tiring.

As he was walking in the corridor of the stadium, Naruto felt someone flickered to his behind and starting to walk alongside him.

His top guard, if he can take a guess.

"Naruto-sama, would you like me to use a body-flicker?"

"…"

Answering the question thrown with nothing but a nod, Naruto stopped near a window.

He could see people lining up outside the stadium… selling their wares in their stalls to the people who slowly exit the building one by one.

It's a nice sight.

A fresh air compared to the high-class sights he saw since his arrival in this world.

"…"

When a hand was placed on his shoulder, Naruto let out a small smile at the sight before him because not a second later, he is already in front of the grand mansion of his.

Though, albeit lowered, his smile is still there.

Female guards are lining up at the entrance and bowing in his direction.

"Welcome home, Naruto-sama"

Here, Naruto nodded a little and started to walk to the door, still with a small smile on his face.

He's home…

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Home sweet home.


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