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.Chapter 13

The Omnipotence City

"So, Naruto has returned… Just unconscious, with Ophis and Kuroka bringing him in?" Gabriel heard the exasperated voice of her brother's hologram speak, generated by one of the beads in the wristband she wore on her right wrist.

"Yes, something along those lines," Gabriel replied, her concern evident in her voice.

"I see." Michael's hologram paused, adopting a thoughtful expression. "I suppose Ophis and Kuroka couldn't shed light on what caused him to fall into a coma, am I correct?"

Gabriel nodded. "They have no idea. We still need to interrogate Kuroka about what led to her finding him and taking him to Ophis, but I did inquire if they had any prior knowledge of the cause."

"And let me guess, they suspect his involvement in what transpired in the Buddhist heaven, don't they?" Michael asked in a serious tone.

Gabriel frowned as she responded, "Kuroka doesn't seem to suspect anything. However, Ophis…" Her frown deepened. "She believes Naruto was somehow involved."

"Hm." Michael's hologram released a sigh. "This truly is unprecedented." He rubbed his forehead. "I really need to tell Naruto to steer clear of trouble. If he keeps this up, I might lose all my lovely blonde hair."

Her brother's humor managed to ease some of her worry, eliciting a giggle. "I don't think he actively seeks out trouble."

Michael's hologram rolled his eyes. "Considering his behavior, one might think otherwise." The hologram's face turned serious. "However, Gabriel, if Naruto wakes up, please ask him to be cautious."

"Why? Is something wrong?"

Michael's hologram deliberated on his words before responding. "Zeus has called for a meeting of the Pantheons. If we know anything about Zeus and if he suspects or somehow learns of Naruto's involvement in the Buddhist Heaven's incident, then…"

"He will do everything in his power to see Naruto killed," Gabriel finished for Michael.

Michael's hologram nodded grimly. "I dislike it and will do my best to keep Zeus off his back, but I can't make any guarantees. So, please, tell him to be cautious."

"I will, brother."

Michael's hologram smiled brightly. "Now, I won't hold you off anymore so that you can go tend to Naruto. I will see you later, sister."

"Bye, brother."

Kuroka was bored out of her mind.

Naruto Uzumaki had gone to help the Chinese chick he had rescued from that lab. He had whisked her away to his home in Finland and instructed her to stay there.

Of course in her cat form.

Not that he knew she was the cat he loved spoiling.

Kuroka had hoped to find some clues about the blonde in his house, but she was disappointed. The only thing she had discovered was a headband with the kanji for "Shinobi" etched on a metal plate.

Nothing else.

Living on an island was even more dull. She had no fun activities to do. She sprawled on the couch in the living room, browsing the smart TV for a show that could kill some time. She had to admit, Naruto had a good sense of style when it came to his house.

The mansion was too big for one person, but she didn't mind. She enjoyed the comfort of the plush couch.

'Ah~ I wonder how Le Fay is doing?' Kuroka thought. 'Shirone... Do you still hate me? Will I ever get the chance to tell you the truth before I die? But... Would you even believe me if I did?' She let out a bitter laugh. 'Probably not... And I don't think I deserve your forgiveness anyway.'

She shook off the gloomy thoughts and turned her attention to the blonde. She remembered the times she had spied on him in her cat form when he was taking a shower.

His body was sculpted like a Greek god.

His frame was muscular and V-shaped.

His arms were veiny and strong.

The shiny blue eyes that looked right through you and at your soul.

The taught butt and tight muscles on his leg.

Ever since the first day she had spent with the blonde, she had felt her desire for him grow each day. It was like something in her mind kept telling her to jump the blonde and have her way with him. She, like all other devils, was governed by the Seven Sins. But since she was a stray devil, the sins had a much greater hold on her. Every devil was controlled by the seven sins to some extent but then there were some that influenced them more which were considered the Main Sins. Her main sins being lust and greed while all the other sins influenced her a little. Combine it with her feline nature, her lust seemed to only be fueled even more by his presence for reasons that defied her.

Suddenly, a vision of her and Naruto naked in a field appeared in her mind. She was on her knees like an obedient slut while the blonde stood over her like a stud, his man-meat standing tall and proud. The blonde grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up a little while bending himself so that their faces were an inch apart. The blonde stared at her with such intensity that it made her blush and become wet downwards. She was prepared to be ravaged like a whore.

Kuroka felt a blush appear to her face at the vision and involuntarily felt herself get wet downstairs as she imagined Naruto run his nimble fingers on her body and lick her thoroughly. She unconsciously loosened her already loose kimono and got naked. Her hand drifted downwards and started to stroke in a circular fashion. Her breathe hitched and the more she thought of the dirty, naughty, raunchy and probably some of the most extreme kinks the two of them would be performing, the faster her stroking became.

She was close. Very close. Her breathing became quicker and she was about to reach that final point, that bliss…

When suddenly the room trembled as an earthquake struck.

Kuroka gasped and sat up. "An earthquake? In Finland?" She wondered, perplexed. She got up, ignoring her nudity and hopped towards the window. She looked out the window and saw the birds flying in panic. "What's going on?"

The neko went back to the couch and sat down, but being careful to sit on her kimono, so as not to get the costly couch dirty due to her naked butt. She felt grumpy that she was interrupted in her activity. She leaned back on the couch and was about to return to what she was doing before when suddenly, the whole house shook again, this time more violently than before.

She yelped in alarm as the house shook again, more violently than before. "What is up with Mother Earth today?"

She leisurely walked to the kitchen to get some water, not caring to cover herself.

She grabbed a glass and filled it with water from the tap. She gulped down the water and rinsed the glass before putting it back. She didn't want to dirty any glass she used.

She strolled back to the couch, but was startled when a portal appeared in the room.

Kuroka was so stunned that she froze on the spot. The portal was right between her and the couch, blocking her way to get her kimono.

She saw Naruto emerge from the portal, facing away from her.

Naruto stumbled out of the portal, his horn retracting into his skull. As the portal vanished, Naruto collapsed on his knees. "Gabriel... Asia..." He whispered before he lost consciousness.

"Wha?" Kuroka uttered. She dashed to the blonde who was lying motionless on the floor. She flipped him over, her eyes widening when she saw him bleeding heavily from every opening on his face. "What the hell happened to you, blondie?" She asked, bewildered.

Yasaka fixed a deadpan stare upon the nekomata.

Gabriel, visibly blushing, felt acute discomfort while gazing at the nekomata.

Asia, flushed from head to toe, emitting steam from her ears.

Ophis maintained a stoic expression, observing the scene without any discernible emotion.

Yasaka, in an exasperated tone, inquired, "Did you truly find it necessary to delve into such… explicit details about your personal… pleasures?"

Kuroka nonchalantly shrugged her shoulders. "You sought every detail; I tried providing the censored version. However, you," she gestured at Yasaka, "desired complete disclosure."

"In light of your status as a devil fugitive, your presence here was understandably unwelcome," Yasaka asserted sternly.

"Why, then, is Lady Ophis not surrounded?" Kuroka inquired. Despite accompanying the Dragon God, she found herself encircled by guards while the Dragon God stood beside Yasaka, uninterested in the happenings around her.

It seemed unjust.

Yasaka responded with a deadpan expression.

Rolling her eyes sarcastically, Kuroka remarked, "Of course, they wouldn't stand a chance against her."

The embarrassed guards blushed even more profusely.

They currently occupied a spacious traditional Japanese room within Yasaka's shrine. A futon held Naruto's unconscious form, with Gabriel on his left and Asia on his right, both sitting on their knees.

Yasaka positioned herself by the entrance, Naruto's unconscious body behind her. Kuroka stood before her, surrounded by guards, while Ophis, standing beside Yasaka, directed her gaze towards Gabriel, who tended to Naruto. A glint of curiosity shone in Ophis's usual dull eyes.

Arms folded beneath her sizeable bust, Yasaka asserted, "I trust you won't exceed your bounds during your stay, Kuroka?"

"Yeah, yeah. I won't," Kuroka responded flippantly.

"Kuroka!"

"Okay, okay. No need to get your non-existent panties in a bunch," Kuroka retorted sarcastically.

Yasaka sighed in exasperation before turning her gaze to the Dragon God, who stood patiently beside her, quietly observing Gabriel. "Lady Ophis, though it is not within my purview to make requests of you, I implore you not to cause undue trouble."

Ophis tilted her head slightly, regarding Yasaka with an emotionless expression. "Rest assured, little vixen. As long as he remains under your care, you need not worry about any issues from me."

Yasaka nodded, exhaling another sigh of concern. At present, her only hope was that sheltering Naruto wouldn't bring trouble to her Pantheon. She had already informed Lady Amaterasu, who promised a personal visit once pressing matters were resolved.

In a commanding tone, Yasaka directed the guards, "You may leave us." Observing their hesitancy, she offered a reassuring smile. "Fear not. I will handle things."

The guards bowed and exited the room, leaving the females alone with the unconscious male.

Yasaka joined Gabriel beside Naruto, dedicating herself to his care. While some might question why she aided someone outside her pantheon, who had not contributed in any way and potentially posed unknown troubles, her answer was simple. She couldn't turn away someone injured and in a coma at her doorstep. Humans might term it humanity; she called it morality.

Ophis located a wooden chair in the room, summoning it with a wave of her hand. Gracefully, she positioned it near the blonde's head, and sat on it while crossing her legs in a sensual manner. Her sarong rode up, revealing long, smooth thighs and almost a hint of what laid beyond them.

Kuroka, visibly relieved, approached Asia, causing the girl discomfort as she sat beside her with legs sprawled to her left and supporting her upper body on her right hand. Her sitting pose caused her kimono to rise, unveiling a pair of silky, long legs.

"You're quite cute," Kuroka remarked, grinning like a predator while gazing at Asia. "Watching you desperately trying to heal blondie here with your sacred gear – I just wanted to gobble you down."

Asia squirmed, feeling both embarrassed and awkward under Kuroka's predatory gaze.

Yasaka giggled, replacing the warm cloth on Naruto's forehead. "She's right. Your earnest attempts to cure Naruto were both endearing and pitiable."

"Little one didn't realize he was already healed and was in a coma," Ophis added with an expressionless tone. "Give her some leniency. She must have thought that her sacred gear could wake him up."

"Uuh…" Asia moaned in dejection.

An hour earlier, Ophis and Kuroka had arrived through a portal with Naruto. Thanks to Ophis's ability to suppress her presence and magic, the intrusion initially went unnoticed. Only when Gabriel sought Yasaka's help did the guards discover the intruders.

The Archangel had summoned Asia, who hurried to Naruto's side. Seeing bandages around his head, she attempted to use her sacred gear, unaware that Naruto was already healed and that her sacred gear would not be able to wake someone from coma unfortunately.

"Don't feel bad, Asia. They're right," Gabriel reassured her with a smile.

Kuroka affectionately patted Asia's head before grinning and saying, "Yeah, don't feel bad. You're just too cute to resist. I'd love to smother you between my breasts, nya~."

Kuroka's remark induced a furious blush in Asia, a disapproving headshake from Gabriel, and a sigh from Yasaka.

"In any case, what transpired after Naruto's arrival?" Yasaka inquired, exchanging the wet cloth on Naruto's head for a fresh one.

Kuroka glanced at the ceiling, pointing upward. "I attempted Skin-to-Skin Healing Magic," she disclosed, eliciting a blush from Asia, who comprehended the nature of that particular healing technique. Kuroka's expression turned into a frown as she continued, "However, for some reason, it did not work. I tried some other magic spells, but none seemed to have any effect."

"That was due to his natural defense," Ophis interjected in her usual neutral tone.

"Natural defense?" Asia questioned in confusion.

"It's a passive defense mechanism the body adopts to protect itself from unwanted interference," Ophis clarified. "Quite common among those with hyper-regeneration or built-in healing techniques. The passive shield activates when the mind is unconscious, working in the background to safeguard the host from various threats."

"Why did it reject my healing magic, then?" Kuroka inquired, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

Surprisingly, it was Gabriel who answered. "Despite being healing magic, your magical core still bears the essence of a devil, correct? It's plausible that Naruto's natural defense identified it as a negative force and consequently rejected it."

"Very close," Ophis affirmed after Gabriel's explanation. "Except, Naruto's defense even rejected my magic. It seems his natural defense operates indiscriminately. However, we have yet to test Divine magic."

Recalling Naruto's arrival in Italy, Gabriel mused on the instances when his injuries healed through his innate regeneration. She couldn't recall an instance where Divine magic was employed for his healing.

"If you don't mind my asking," Yasaka interjected, turning her attention to Ophis, "how did you eventually manage to heal him?"

Ophis nonchalantly shrugged. "I simply powered through it."

"Eh?" The collective surprise of everyone in the room resonated.

"No matter what, a passive natural defense will always have limits. I simply started healing him beyond the confines of his natural defense to counteract its rejection of my magic."

"So, it's akin to if his defense had the capability to reject healing magic at, let's say, 1000 cells per millisecond, and you healed him at a rate of 1200 cells per millisecond?" Yasaka attempted to simplify Ophis' explanation.

"Something like that," Ophis affirmed with a slight nod.

"Wouldn't that result in an actual healing rate of only 200 cells per millisecond?" Kuroka attempted to deduce.

"That's precisely why it took so long to heal not only his brain but his entire body," Ophis explained.

Yasaka observed the unconscious blonde, wrapped in bandages from head to toe. "It makes you wonder what exactly happened in China to cause this to him. He already seems like a powerful individual."

"My guess is that he fought a god," Kuroka exclaimed with excitement, covering her mouth with her hands. "Uwah! It would be so cool if he managed to fight and defeat a god before falling unconscious," she expressed, fangirling.

"Uh..." Gabriel had no words as she stared at the nekomata with a sweatdrop.

"Is she always like this?" Yasaka inquired, looking at Ophis.

"I have only known her for a little more than a year," Ophis replied, frowning slightly, "but she has never acted like that before."

A peaceful silence settled in the room as Yasaka, Gabriel, and Asia attended to the unconscious Naruto. Kuroka checked on Naruto occasionally, staring at her nails. Ophis sat in her seat, scrutinizing Yasaka and Gabriel for reasons known only to her.

"Say, Gabriel," Kuroka's curious voice broke the silence.

"Yes?" Gabriel looked at Kuroka, awaiting her continuation.

"You are an Archangel, and I am a lowly devil, right?" Kuroka questioned in a curious tone before asking, "Then why am I not burning right now? No pains, no headaches, no holy fire consuming me. Why?"

Frowning at the question, Gabriel answered, "I suppose you should thank Lady Ophis for that. She must have cast a spell on you to shield you from my divine energy."

"I have not," Ophis interjected, looking down at Gabriel. "You are merely suppressing your Divine magic to ensure no leakage, so Kuroka doesn't experience any discomfort in your presence. Archangels like yourself have the ability to control their Divine Energy to the very atom. Don't sell yourself short."

Gabriel looked away, blushing in embarrassment.

Kuroka grinned broadly. "Not one to take credit, are you? No doubt, blondie here seems utterly smitten with you. You two are a match made in heaven."

Gabriel blushed even more, smiling shyly. "Well, I couldn't treat the one who helped my... friend here poorly, right?"

"Friend, you say," Kuroka remarked saucily. "So, you won't mind if the blondie and I had a whole night of passion, filled with spit-exchanging French kisses and bed-breaking mating exercises?" She finished with a grin.

Kuroka hoped Gabriel would turn into a blushing and sputtering mess, considering how innocent the Archangel portrayed herself to be.

However, Gabriel did not respond the way she had hoped. The Archangel smiled and said, her tone holding not even an ounce of irritation or jealousy. "If that is what Naruto desires, then who am I to stop?"

Kuroka looked surprise by the response. She had no idea what to think of that statement. She could be telling the truth but she was also a member of the female species. She could easily hide her anger under that innocent tone of her.

Another peaceful silence descended in the room.

Which was also broken by the cat.

"Now that I think about it," Kuroka grinned with a toothy and mischievous expression, "this situation is exactly like a harem tending to its master."

A deep blush spread across Asia's face, and she started emitting smoke through her ears again. Gabriel and Yasaka both had light blushes on their faces, while Ophis stared at Kuroka with curiosity.

"What?" Yasaka exclaimed with a twitch in her eyebrow.

Kuroka grinned even more as she hopped to her feet. "Can't you see it? Come on, let me show you then."

She skipped towards Yasaka and appeared behind him, before suddenly groping the woman's bust, fondling it and eliciting a surprised, high-pitched moan from the vixen. "The busty blonde naughty MILF," Kuroka announced before moving on to Gabriel.

Gabriel, too, was groped in a similar fashion, causing her to yelp in surprise. "The innocent busty MILF," Kuroka said, licking Gabriel's earlobe, drawing a shiver from the Archangel.

Kuroka then skipped towards Ophis and groped her as well. Surprisingly, Ophis did not fling her seven dimensions away and took the humor with a curious and amused look on her face. "The stoic, yet beautiful, pristine and virgin, black-haired older-sister-like character," Kuroka declared, glad that Ophis had not reacted negatively.

She pointed at herself and smirked saucily. "There's me. The naughty little breedable cat-girl."

Kuroka pounced towards Asia, hugging her from behind and smothering her breasts against the poor girl's back, laying her chin on her head. "And of course, can't forget the cute little sister-type girl. All we need is a tan gyaru, and the harem will be complete."

"Wah!" Asia exclaimed in surprise at being included in the harem. "What are you saying!?" She expressed her disgust. "He is my brother!" She immediately joined her hands, starting to pray at the folly of the cat.

Kuroka gave an amused look at the proclaimed sister. "Oh, you don't want to be in the harem." She shrugged. "Your loss then." She hummed thoughtfully. "Maybe once I manage to mend my relationship with Shirone, she can join the harem and take the little sister role. She would fit well, and I can't wait for the two of us to have absolutely beautiful little kittens together." She let out a shrill cry of excitement and then offered a seductive smirk, making a gesture with her hand as if blowing an invisible phallus. "After what I have witnessed, I must say, he has an absolute bitch-breaker."

By this point, Asia had lost consciousness due to the stimulating images that Kuroka's proclamation created in her brain. Both Yasaka and Gabriel blushed intensely.

"Alright, enough, you horny cat!" Yasaka roared. "If you don't stop, I will banish you from here."

Kuroka pouted, huffed, and dropped to her butt, sitting cross-legged. "Poo~ Party pooper, nya~"

Yasaka pinched the bridge of her nose in annoyance.

"Say," Gabriel frowned with a mixture of worry and confusion. "I should have asked you this much earlier, but what were you doing in Naruto's mansion?"

Kuroka smiled shamelessly. "Oh, that's simple." She stood up, twirled around, and transformed into a two-tailed black cat that Gabriel had seen before.

"You..." The Archangel's eyes widened in surprise.

The black cat sat on its hind legs and said, "You got it? My name is Kuro, as Naruto named me."

"But..." Gabriel paused and blinked. "I don't understand. How did Naruto not already know about you? No, better yet, how did you get past me? I should have remembered you. Why don't I remember you? All my memories are fuzzy."

"That would be because of me," Ophis interrupted the Archangel.

Yasaka and Gabriel both turned to look at Ophis, but instead of the Dragon God, it was Kuroka in her cat form who spoke.

"Lady Ophis gave me this," Kuroka said as a dark snake popped out of her fur. "This snake is Lady Ophis' magic given form. It suppresses my presence to the extent that I begin to resemble a normal cat. Also, it causes anyone who looks at me to not recognize me. In other words, it both masks my presence and my identity. Also, it helped me track Naruto. As much as I hate to admit it, if it wasn't for this little snake, I would have never located him."

Yasaka and Gabriel stared dumbfoundedly at the snake dancing on Kuroka's fur.

"How on earth is something like that possible?" Yasaka asked in shock.

"Guess she isn't the Dragon God for no reason," Gabriel replied in a defeated tone. When dealing with incredibly powerful beings, she had long ago thrown logic out of the window.

Another silence enveloped the room until Ophis broke it with a very uncomfortable question.

"What is a harem?"

The question managed to draw out an annoyed groan from both Yasaka and Gabriel.

Omnipotence City.

A city that existed in a completely different dimension.

A city that predated even the formation of the Universe itself.

A city where the gods of every pantheon gathered to discuss matters of great importance.

Michael had visited this city a few times before, but he never got used to its splendor. Every time he came here, he felt awed by its majesty.

Omnipotence City was a sight to behold. It floated in the vastness of space, shining like a jewel among the stars. The city was built with trimmings from the clay of creation and fired with embers that lit the first sun. At its center was a golden dome, where the Parliament of Pantheons convened to discuss matters of cosmic importance. Surrounding the dome were various structures and landmarks, each reflecting the culture and history of the gods who inhabited them. There was the Genesis Bazaar, where one could find anything from divine artifacts to exotic creatures. There was the Halls of All-Knowing, where the secrets of the universe were stored and guarded by the Lord Librarian. There was the Entropy Dungeons, where the most dangerous and evil beings were imprisoned and tortured. And there were many more wonders and horrors to explore in Omnipotence City, the nexus of all gods.

"This place really exudes grandeur, doesn't it?" Raphael said in an awed tone beside Michael.

Michael, who was standing next to Raphael and staring at the city with his hands behind his back, nodded. "Well, considering that this is the city where the gods meet once every thousand years, you can't expect otherwise. This city never ceases to amaze me."

"Let's go, brother. We don't want to make Zeus angry," Uriel said in a mocking manner, making Michael chuckle.

Most gods would rather sit with a donkey and teach it to speak than listen to an irritated Zeus ranting. Zeus, the King of Gods in the Greek Pantheon, was respected for his power. Most gods showed him respect only for the sake of it. Behind his back, they would insult him and call him names. It was not a proud moment for the gods, but they often made an exception for Zeus.

Michael, Raphael, and Uriel walked together towards the Parliament at a leisurely pace. They admired the beauty of the city. What was interesting was that the inhabitants of this city were primordial. They had been here even before the gods existed. This was the only place where such a large population of primordials lived. Most primordials had been killed by the new gods. Currently, there were only three gods who were primordial and they formed the Trimurti.

"It still amazes me that Zeus hasn't killed the primordials of this city," Raphael said. "Especially considering his hatred for anything related to primordials."

Michael shrugged his shoulders. "He would have, if not for Father and Lord Shiva's intervention. Don't forget, they also persuaded the primordials of this city to host the gods for an annual meeting every thousand years."

Uriel did not join the conversation, but he grunted his agreement.

"It's a shame that Gabriel couldn't be here with us," Raphael said sadly. "What did she tell you when she contacted you?"

"Gabriel called you?" Uriel asked curiously.

Michael nodded. "She did."

"And is Naruto somehow related to what happened in the Buddhist Heaven?" Uriel asked, almost too eagerly.

"That..." Michael frowned. "How did you know she called me to talk about Naruto?"

Uriel smiled charmingly. "Nothing. Just a lucky guess. Our little sister can hardly talk about anything else besides Naruto these days."

Raphael laughed at Uriel's words. Michael felt a smile on his face. Both brothers were happy to see their sister move on with her life.

"Anyway," Michael continued, "Apparently, Naruto has returned, but he is in a coma. Gabriel didn't say much more, but she sounded both relieved and worried."

"Hm, interesting," Uriel murmured, before speaking louder. "I bet my fortune that Zeus summoned the gods because he considers Naruto a threat to the current order and wants to eliminate him as soon as possible."

Raphael raised an eyebrow at Uriel. "And weren't you in the same boat? I hope you're not going to betray us and help Zeus hunt down Naruto."

Uriel laughed at his brother's accusation. "I'm hurt that you think so poorly of me, Raphael. But yes, I was once suspicious of Naruto, but now, I think he will be a great asset for our pantheon."

Raphael frowned at that, but chose not to voice his doubts. Uriel had always been strange like that. And sometimes, he just didn't make sense.

"Just so you remember," Michael said, "Naruto is not a member of the Church. He is a simple mercenary who we give contracts to eliminate demons and devils."

Uriel stopped in his tracks and stared at Michael with a raised eyebrow. "Then, why are we helping him brother?"

Michael stopped and turned himself a little before glancing sideways at Uriel. "To repay him for all the help he has provided not just us but all the souls who were once misguided. Do not forget what Naruto does is not exorcise the devils but release their souls so that they can experience afterlife. That fact alone is enough for me and anyone in Heaven to rally our full support for him."

"Ah! If it isn't the young Christian trio."

Someone behind them had spoken those words, and so, the trio turned around to see who it was. They found a woman standing a few meters away from them.

The woman possessed a face of otherworldly beauty, with shoulder-length blonde hair adorned with flowers and large blue eyes. Her figure was extremely voluptuous, boasting breasts larger than a man's head and wide hips. She was clad in traditional Greek clothes that consisted of a simple white cloth that barely covered any of her privates. A generous amount of her cleavage, underboob and sideboob was exposed as the cloth only hid her nipples. Anything below and above her pelvis region was exposed without shame. The cloth fell down forming a tiny curtain, hiding her nether regions. The cloth only hid her upper butt causing some of her lower butt to remain exposed. She adorned multiple pieces of gold jewelry such as arm bangles and beads. She also went barefoot.

"Oh my," the woman said in a sensual tone as she approached the trio. Her breasts jiggled captivatingly with each step. "You three have grown into quite fine men."

Raphael coughed into his fist, clearly discomforted by the woman's presence, while Uriel looked the other way, disinterested.

"We will be on our way, brother," Raphael said, walking away towards the Parliament.

"I will meet you at the entrance of the Parliament," Uriel stated, heading in a different direction.

"Aw~" the woman pouted, puffing her cheeks in mock anger. "Those two haven't warmed up to their loving sister yet."

"YOU ARE NOT OUR SISTER!" Uriel's voice bellowed in the courtyard, causing the woman to burst into a fit of giggles.

"Considering that you are the personification of the very thing that we are supposed to resist, you will have to forgive my brothers if they come off as unpleasant," said Michael before he bowed respectfully. "Lady Aphrodite."

"And you are still as uptight as ever. You need to relax, Michael," Aphrodite said with a smile that had seduced countless men before.

However, Michael was not someone to melt easily. He kept his face neutral, his eyes straight, looking only at Aphrodite's eyes.

Aphrodite pouted at garnering no reaction from Michael, just as she had before. She poked the Archangel in the chest and said sensually, "You know, Michael, you need to relax and enjoy life, you know, experience the pleasure of flesh. If you want, I can always..." Aphrodite smirked seductively and bit the corner of her lips.

Much to her dismay, Michael remained unfazed by the suggestive tone in her voice. He smiled and wisely said, "The pleasure of the flesh isn't the only way to enjoy life, Lady Aphrodite. There are many other ways too. And not to mention, I do not want to incur your husband's wrath."

Aphrodite smiled, this time in a normal way, before bursting into melodic laughter. "You truly are something else. Never change, Michael." She chuckled. "Is it possible that you are saving yourself for someone special?" She smiled teasingly. "Maybe someone who has captured your heart."

Michael looked up towards the sky as he melancholically said, "I am an Archangel. Even if I did find someone special, I would never be able to live the life I dream about. After all, we Archangels are cursed with living forever and ever. You might know how it feels."

Aphrodite gazed at Michael with sympathy in her eyes. "Unrequited love..." The goddess sighed sadly. "The worst kind of love there is. Unfortunately, I can't relate to you, little Michael. I, after all, have no care for love as long as I find a good phallus to house inside myself, if you know what I mean."

Michael gave the Greek goddess a faint smile ignoring her lewd comment at the end.

"Would you mind joining me while we head towards the Parliament?" Aphrodite asked with a friendly smile.

Michael offered his left arm and said, "Of course, if you will allow me, my lady."

Aphrodite wrapped her right arm around Michael's left and the two of them walked towards the House of Gods at a leisurely pace.

"Has Lord Zeus arrived yet?" Michael asked.

Aphrodite huffed like a royalty. "If he had, we would all be running, not walking."

Michael chuckled at her humor. "True. But wasn't he the one who called the meeting in the first place?"

Aphrodite let out a weary sigh. "I don't know what's wrong with father lately. He seems angry-"

"Isn't he always angry?"

"Angrier, okay?"

Michael shrugged.

"Anyway, as I was saying," Aphrodite continued, "Something is bothering him. He keeps himself locked in his room and hasn't touched a woman lately. Even Hera is getting worried."

Michael did not show it on his face, but he was amazed that a man not touching a woman other than his wife could ever be a cause for worry. "This meeting... Do you know why he called it?"

Aphrodite looked at Michael and raised an eyebrow. "Are you telling me that you have no idea why father called this meeting?"

Michael shook his head. "I have some guesses, but I wanted to confirm."

"Well, if you want to know... This meeting has been called to discuss Gabriel's little boy-toy."

'As I had guessed.' Michael thought before he realized something. "Gabriel's boy-toy?"

"Yes," Aphrodite replied as if she had not said anything wrong. "That's what he is, right? From what I have heard, anyway."

"Uh... I think boy-toy is a rather... strong term to describe Naruto."

"Naruto? Is that his name?"

"Naruto Uzumaki, to be more precise."

"Fishcake Whirlpool. Either his parents had the worst sense of naming or they were the greatest pranksters alive."

"It amazes me that you found out about Naruto without even knowing his name."

"Well, father and Ares like calling him a bastard. And most of the other Greek Gods are just uninterested in him. And about Gabriel finding herself a boytoy, I found that through some of my little birds, iykyk."

"Iykyk…?"

"If you know, you know. Come on, Michael, the times are changing. Try to keep up."

Michael sweatdropped.

"Are Lord Poseidon and Lord Hades not interested in Naruto at all?"

"Poseidon has been chilling in Atlantis since he tried to rebel against father and Hades just wants peace that father does not want to grant him," Aphrodite answered. "The only gods who I know are interested are Ares and Apollo. Apollo, because he is just curious like that. And Ares, because of his bloodthirst and love for anything that can fight."

"I…see."

"Anyway, how is little Gabriel doing?"

Michael smiled joyously. "She is doing fine… No, she is doing great." But after remembering the distraught voice from earlier that day, he added. "Hopefully."

"Of course, she is doing great. I would have never guessed that Gabriel had it in her. She must have hidden her cougar self under that innocent face of hers. After all, the quietest ones are the wildest ones. Ufufufu," she giggled. "Mama likes. Likes it a lot."

"Um… I will appreciate it if you did not talk about my sister like that."

"Fufufu. Michael~ Learn to take a joke. Oh my look, we have already arrived."

They had been so engrossed in their conversation that neither had realized they had arrived at the entrance of the Parliament. Michael noticed Uriel and Raphael standing by the gate.

"Aphrodite!"

Michael looked to his right to see another equally beautiful woman stomp her way towards them.

"Athena," Aphrodite said with a slightly irritated tone. "You were waiting for me?"

"Of course we were." Athena growled, followed by Artemis. "We were almost going to go and find you."

"Athena. I am not a child anymore," Aphrodite said with a frown.

"Yeah. But your legs are too loose. So, who knows what you would be up to."

"Girls, please let's not fight here," Artemis tried to stop the two from escalating the situation.

Athena sighed. "You are right. Come on, let's go inside." Athena began to walk into the Parliament, followed by Artemis.

Artemis looked at Michael and smiled at him. "It is nice meeting you, Michael. You have grown into a fine young man."

Michael bowed respectfully. "It is a pleasure to meet you too, Lady Artemis."

"Anyways, I should be going too," Aphrodite said, turning to Michael. "And do tell Gabriel that if she ever wants to experience a threesome, to give me a call." She sent a flying kiss in Uriel and Raphael's direction, causing the two to shiver in fright before leaving.

As Aphrodite disappeared into the Parliament, Uriel and Raphael joined Michael. "Thank you for leaving me behind with her," Michael said with a groan.

"Yeah… Out of the three of us, only you can stay near her without getting traumatized," Raphael said dryly.

"It was a necessary sacrifice," Uriel said while nodding wisely.

"Shut up! Let's go already." Michael turned around and hastily made his way inside the Parliament.

The interior of the Parliament was vast, a giant circular room with seats arranged in tiers like a football stadium. The seats were divided according to the various pantheons and were painted with the color of the respective pantheon for identification. These seats were where gods and demigods from pantheons like Norse, Greek, Hindu, Egyptian, Shinto, Buddhist, etc., and angels from the Abrahamic factions sat.

At the center, probably hundreds of meters down, was the place where the principal gods of the strongest pantheons sat. Gods who had conquered worlds and garnered respect from every other god. In this circle, there were six golden thrones for the King of Gods of Norse, Greek, Hindu, Egyptian, Buddhism, and Abrahamic.

Michael walked down the stairs with elegant grace. Raphael patted him on his shoulder, while Uriel nodded before both of them parted ways and went towards the designated area for Abrahamic angels in the stadium-like seats. Michael took a deep breath and continued walking down. Once there, he walked towards the throne where his father once sat. He did not let it show, but seeing the throne made him remember his father's commanding voice. He stood beside the throne as the representative of the Abrahamic Pantheon.

Little by little, the seats of the Parliament started to fill with gods from pantheons like Greek, Egyptian, Mayan, Norse, Hindu, and Buddhism. The commotion increased in the Parliament. But it all stopped when a powerful aura descended upon the entire Parliament.

Michael looked at the entrance and saw the Norse party, consisting of Odin, Rossweisse, and Thor, enter.

Odin, an elderly man with long grey hair and matching beard, wore a short blue robe with gold lining on the collar, sleeves, and the front, while the rest of the robe was white.

Beside Odin was Thor, the strongest god of the Norse Pantheon, standing at an intimidating height of 7'8''. Thor had long red hair held by an elastic at the back, a beard of the same color with two braids, and a scar running down the right side of his face. He wore a simple leather tunic that barely covered his bulging muscles, with armor on his arms and shoulders, and a metallic belt around his waist.

Behind them was Rossweisse, a beautiful woman with long silver hair, wearing Valkyrie armor, and serving as Odin's secretary and bodyguard.

The trio walked down the stairs with grace, and once in the circle, Odin and Rossweisse moved towards the throne dedicated to the Norse Pantheon. Thor, however, walked straight towards Michael and stood before him, looking down on him with a stoic and judging face.

Michael felt a drop of sweat flow down his forehead as he looked up at the strongest Norse god while trying to keep himself straight. However, Thor's lips turned upwards in a happy and proud smile. "You have grown up, Michael. Last time, you fell down on your knees; this time you managed to keep yourself straight. Good for you." Thor finished with a nod of acknowledgment. Hearing Thor speak like a happy child with that booming voice of his still managed to shock Michael.

Thor gave Michael a curious look and said, "Say, I heard this Naruto Uzumaki is affiliated with the Abrahamic Pantheon somehow. Mind making some arrangements for me."

"Uh…" Michael began. "I am sorry, Lord Thor. Unfortunately, he isn't affiliated with us. He is just a mercenary, and my sister is quite taken with him."

"Oh." Thor muttered in disappointment. "That's disappointing."

Michael almost felt like he had kicked a puppy as he looked at the depressed face of Thor. "I… I would be glad to send him any message through my sister if you want."

Thor let out a booming laughter. "Ohohoho. So, you can contact him. Anyway, it isn't really that important. I just wanted to see if this Naruto Uzumaki is indeed as powerful as I hear him to be."

'If I am right and Naruto fought someone from the Buddhist Pantheon and was able to shake all of Heaven, then I am not keen on finding what will happen if these two fight,' Michael thought to himself. "Um… I can't speak for Naruto, but I think he isn't someone who looks forward to fighting people unnecessarily."

"Unnecessarily…?"

"Urk." Michael cursed in his mind at the slip of his tongue.

"Hm." Thor made a thoughtful noise and said, "Maybe if I were to kidnap your sister, then he will be forced to fight me?"

"Uh…" 'Why is everyone out for my sister, today?' Michael wondered.

"Hahaha." Thor laughed and patted Michael on the back with enough force to cause the Archangel to stumble forward. "Don't worry. I won't do anything like that." And with that, Thor turned around and walked away towards the Norse section reserved on the stadium.

Michael let out a relieved sigh as Thor walked away. However, he wasn't allowed a second to relax as someone said from beside him.

"The curse of being associated with the strongest."

Michael almost jumped out of his skin, and his head snapped towards his right. His eyes widened when he saw Buddha standing beside him and eyeing Thor with an indifferent look.

"The easiest way to bring down the strongest is to go for the people they care about," Buddha said in an irritated tone. "Underhanded tactic but many times a really successful tactic too. And considering his rather… disturbing love to fight…" Buddha looked at Michael and continued, "If I were you, I would tell your sister to keep two eyes on the back of her head."

"Lord Buddha," Michael greeted respectfully. "Thank you for your advice. I would be glad to pass it on to my sister." Buddha gave a nod and left without another word.

Michael watched Buddha heading towards the throne reserved for Buddhism. There were gods who exuded a peaceful aura like Father, Vishnu, and Hestia. There were gods whose presence alone was enough to suffocate a lower being like Odin, Thor, and Zeus. And then there was Buddha, who exuded no presence. If one were to not be aware of his status as a god, they would think he was a normal human. He wondered where Jade Emperor was, considering that Jade Emperor was one who attended this kind of meetings on behalf of the Buddhist Pantheon.

Another powerful aura appeared in the room. Looking towards the entrance, he saw the Egyptian Chief god enter. The Egyptian chief god was none other than Amun-Ra, the sun god. Unlike the other almost humanoid gods, Amun-Ra and most of the Egyptian pantheon were a weird mixture of an animal and human. Amun-Ra, for one, had the body of a human and the head of a hawk. Amun-Ra descended down the stairs and went straight for his throne.

Next to appear through the entrance was Indra. Like Buddha, he did not exude any presence either. But what made him the most noticeable was the fact that in a room filled with gods in their battle armors, he appeared wearing a simple Hawaiian shirt and denim shorts. He had a bead necklace wrapped around his neck and sunglasses on his eyes. The King of Gods of the Hindu Pantheon walked down the stairs and headed towards Buddha, where the two began talking in hushed voices.

Michael stood there, glancing over the room, and it was at this point he came to a harsh realization. It was only the Treaty of Heavens that really protected the Abrahamic Heaven after Father's death. The humans following the Abrahamic religion had managed to anger a lot of gods in this room by decreasing their influence on Earth. It would be very easy for someone like Zeus to bend them together and declare war on their heaven.

Suddenly, the whole room was engulfed with a suffocating presence. Michael felt himself break down in nervous sweat as he looked up at the entrance.

There, standing at the entrance, was the imposing figure of Zeus. He stood almost as tall as Thor in his unadulterated form. He was an old, extremely muscular white-haired man. He was wearing the traditional Greek clothing for men which consisted of a simple white toga combined with golden arm bands. On his shoulder was his familiar, the Golden Eagle.

The Eagle let out a shrill cry and flew out of the room before Zeus started to move. He took one step, and the whole room shook like an earthquake. Each consecutive step he took managed to send vibrations throughout the entire room. They say, each of the stones used to construct this building was as heavy as a black hole. To be able to shake the whole building with one step was not just impressive but terrifying too.

Amongst the gods in the stadium, some looked at the Greek God with reverence, some glared at the God while some were neutral, but one thing was common in everyone's eyes.

Respect.

Amongst the Principal gods inside the circle below, Amun-Ra stared at the descending figure of Zeus with irritation in his eyes. Buddha just stared indifferently. Indra was for some reason dozing off in his throne unbothered by the entrance of the God. Odin scoffed before smirking and saying, "Show off. If I knew we were making grand entrances, then I could have made some good theatrics."

Michael felt really insufficient as he stood beside his father's throne. Gods from every Pantheon were here, and it made Michael feel naked as he stood there without his father's guidance.

Once descended from the stairs, Zeus walked and stopped at the center of the circle. He slowly turned his head and stared neutrally at Buddha. "So… It is true?" His rough and stern voice echoed through the whole room.

Buddha folded his head behind his head and leaned back against his throne, not caring to answer the Greek God.

Zeus scoffed. "Disrespectful brat," he said and walked towards his throne.

Up in the stands, Aphrodite put her right elbow on the armrest of her chair and leaned her face against her right fist as she watched her father make some form of 'entrance.' "Stupid old man," she muttered in disgust.

"You should not be so rough on our Father, sister."

Aphrodite glanced to her left from the corner of her eyes and saw her half-brother Hermes sitting on the seat beside her. He was a handsome, lean-figured man but for some reason liked wearing a butler uniform.

"Hermes…" Aphrodite's voice was as dry as a desert. "Still faithful to our father."

"He is our father, is he not?" Hermes snarked with a charming smile. "If we aren't faithful to him, then whom would we be faithful to?"

Aphrodite huffed and folded her hands under her generous globs of flesh. "Did he really call the God's Council because he is too insecure about a brat."

"I won't call someone a brat if they were able to fight a God on equal grounds and shake the entire Heaven and Earth," Hermes said while looking down at the circle. "An impressive feat I must say. Considering Heaven itself is divided into numerous sections to accommodate the Pantheons."

Aphrodite did not say anything in return. Her mind was preoccupied with the thoughts of the young man who had managed to rattle her rather indomitable father. During the younger years of the Abrahamic Pantheon, one of her many conquests was to seduce Angels and make them fall. It was a sport for her and some of her companions. She would often conceal herself in her human form and hunt for Angels. Many had fallen to her charm and had fallen from heaven.

One of the many targets of the God of Lust was Gabriel herself. But the woman had always managed to elude her and decline her companions' proposals. She had sent men and women after the Archangel, but not once had Gabriel faltered. She had approached the Archangel herself, and yet Gabriel had managed to remain innocent and unaware of the advances.

To hear that someone like Gabriel had been charmed by a young man made her curious. And a curious Aphrodite was worse than an angered Ares. "Naruto Uzumaki," she thought to herself, "I wonder just how long will you be able to resist my charms?"

Down in the circle, Zeus had finally sat down on his throne and leaned back on it. The gods sat there in silence for a few minutes before the Egyptian god burst out impatiently.

"What!? Are we here to stare at each other all day?" Amun-Ra exclaimed in an exasperated tone.

"Indeed," Odin began as he looked at Zeus. "Are you going to tell us why you summoned us here? If I remember correctly, the annual meeting was still one or two centuries away."

Zeus narrowed his glowing eyes as he stared at Buddha. "I was waiting for you to speak first, Siddhartha," he said in his commanding tone.

Buddha squinted his eyebrows in confusion. "What!? Are you kidding me? You summon us and you want me to speak. Have you gone senile, old man?"

"Why are you here Siddhartha?" Zeus questioned, unbothered with the accusations laid on him by the Buddhist God. "You don't attend these meetings. Jade Emperor does. Where is he?"

Buddha felt the muscles on the right side of his lips twitch in annoyance.

"Are you going to tell us?" Zeus asked.

"He is dead," Buddha let it out without hesitation.

The whole room was engulfed in murmurs as the gods of almost every pantheon were shocked by the news.

"Dead?" Odin asked looking at Buddha questioningly. "How?"

Buddha shrugged his shoulders. "We don't have any ideas."

"Oh, but you do," Zeus interjected with a triumphant tone in his voice.

Buddha raised an amused eyebrow at Zeus. "Oh. Do I now? It seems you know me better than I do myself." His voice dripped with sarcasm.

Zeus leaned forward in anticipation. "Tell me, who was the one who was in your Heaven when both Heaven and Earth were struck by those tremors."

"I don't see how my guest's presence in my heaven is any of your concern, Zeus." Buddha said, narrowing his eyes dangerously.

Zeus closed his eyes and continued ignoring Buddha, "Naruto Uzumaki. He is the one responsible in shaking Heaven and Earth. He fought Sun Wukong and fatally injured the Monkey, did he not?"

"Fatally, I won't say," Buddha tried to deflect but Zeus provided him no reprieve.

"And yet, he is the one in coma and you are here defending the one who sent him in one. Siddhartha. Are you, perhaps, betraying us gods and turning a traitor even though we welcomed you with open arms."

Buddha kept a straight face but Zeus was starting to get to his nerves. He had never liked Zeus and would never like him. "I am not defending anyone, here. Just stating the facts that I know."

"Then what is stopping you from telling the truth." Zeus insisted. "Why don't you tell us how your pantheon lost track of your guest. How he invaded your Pantheon, killed one of the lower gods and escaped."

A frown of confusion appeared on Buddha's face. 'How does he know so much about the incident? Don't tell me there is a traitor in our Heaven.'

"Well, since you are so reluctant in saying the boy's name then let me educate this room of gods about the threat that would engulf our World in the coming days." Zeus said, authoratively.

Suddenly, a large hologram of Naruto appeared over the circle for all the gods to see.

Michael's breath hitched as the image showed Naruto with a horn growing out of his left forehead. He had no idea what that horn was. Did Gabriel know about this? If so, then why had she not told him?.

"I will tell you the reason why Jade Emperor isn't here," Zeus said as he pointed a finger at the hologram. "Because he was killed by this brat."

"What!?" Buddha muttered in confusion. "Dude has gone senile for real."

"And what do you expect us to do, Zeus?" Amun-Ra asked, crossing his hands over his chest.

"I propose that this brat is dealt with properly," Zeus said seriously.

"By properly, you don't mean kill him?" Odin asked, raising a curious eyebrow.

Zeus nodded gravely and answered, "Yes, that is exactly how you deal with the likes of him."

Amun-Ra pushed himself off the throne and started walking towards the gate from which everyone had entered.

"Where are you going, Ra?" Zeus asked, his voice booming through the room.

Amun-Ra kept ascending the stairs and without looking back he answered, "Not interested."

And like that the Egyptian Chief God left the Parliament without another word and leaving Zeus behind to tremble in anger.

Michael sighed both in relief and in annoyance.

An irritated Zeus was worse than a banshee screaming.

A day had elapsed since Ophis and Kuroka made their presence known in Kyoto, bearing the unconscious body of Naruto. In the aftermath, Yasaka's shrine plunged into chaos. The revelation that not only a fugitive devil but also the Infinite Dragon graced Kyoto stirred panic among the elders and influential figures.

Yasaka, grappling with the escalating situation, spent an entire day restoring order and assuring concerned authorities of their goodwill. Despite her assertions, the reality loomed—Yasaka remained oblivious to the potential challenges that sheltering Naruto Uzumaki might entail.

Lady Amaterasu had forewarned Yasaka of an impending guest who would join discussions about the blonde. Unaware of the guest's identity, Yasaka braced herself for potential adversity.

Beside Naruto's bed, Gabriel and Asia dedicated themselves to his care, meticulously tending to his needs—changing bandages, dressing wounds, and ensuring a consistent supply of nutrients. His injuries had already vanished long ago; only his awakening remained.

Ophis found solace in Kyoto's natural beauty, often lost in contemplation amid the trees of Yasaka's shrine garden. Her enchanting presence attracted a few youkais, but alas, none dared to engage with her.

Right now, it was midnight. The whole shrine was asleep. Except for one.

Kuroka.

The exuberant feline moved with measured steps through the corridors of Yasaka's room, approaching Naruto's chamber. She slowly slid the door open, peering inside to find Gabriel peacefully slumbering beside Naruto on her own futon. Opening the door further, Kuroka stealthily entered, tiptoeing towards Gabriel's sleeping figure. Bending down, she brought her lips close to Gabriel's ear and whispered, "Gabriel~."

No response followed.

"Gabriel~," Kuroka repeated, still met with silence. Poking the Archangel's cheek without eliciting any reaction, she hummed in thought. "She seems deeply asleep," she acknowledged with a nod. "Good~"

Standing upright, Kuroka cast an anticipatory smirk at Naruto's unconscious form. Sauntering around Gabriel, she began to undo the buttons of her robe. By Naruto's legs, she discarded her kimono without hesitation, revealing her alluring form.

Dropping to her knees, Kuroka advanced towards Naruto on all fours, a picture of desire. She seized the cover over Naruto's form, pulling it down and discarding it. Crawling on all fours until she hovered over him, their faces inches apart, she touched Naruto's left whiskers with her right hand, gazing at the unconscious blonde with lust-filled eyes.

"I don't know what kind of enchantment you've woven, blondie," Kuroka breathily confessed, "But since spending those two months with you, I've been entranced, experiencing an incessant surge of desire. I can't escape thoughts of you, Naruto Uzumaki," she extended her tongue, licking Naruto's nose from tip to forehead. "And now... You must take responsibility."

Reverse crawling to align her face with Naruto's waist, Kuroka gripped the hems of his pants, freeing his phallus. Grinning at the sight, she handled the intimate instrument with care, admiring and worshipping its form.

Bringing her nose close to the tip, she took a long sniff, inhaling Naruto's scent, triggering an intense surge of desire. "Such a manly scent~" Kuroka sang, "Mama likes~"

Extending her tongue to lick Naruto's mushroom-head, she shivered as an unknown liquid invaded her senses. "Mmm~" she moaned in delight, drawing her face closer to the manhood. Cradling it like a precious possession, she yearned to mark every part of Naruto's crotch, proclaiming her devotion to this absolute force.

"Maybe if I suck you fervently enough, you'll awaken, nya~," Kuroka suggested with a moan. "It's the only treatment we haven't explored." Placing Naruto's manhood against his stomach, she extended her tongue and licked the object of her desire from the base to the tip, relishing the distinctive taste of the blonde, ensuring it left an indelible mark in her memory.

"Let's delve into the enticing part," she proclaimed with enthusiasm, poised to engulf the flaccid member with her mouth, only to be abruptly seized by the back of her neck.

Startled by the sudden touch, Kuroka raised her head to meet Naruto's piercing blue eyes. She acknowledged that it was Naruto who had taken hold of her. "Nya~ You enjoy it rough~ I'm all in, go as rough as you desire," she encouraged with an excited grin.

Anticipating a forceful act, Kuroka expected Naruto to grab the back of her head and thrust his manhood down her throat. She braced for a relentless experience, envisioning coughing, choking, and unconsciousness while the innocent Archangel slept soundly. She anticipated degradation, feeling like a worthless slut whose mouth would accept any sizable appendage.

Contrary to her expectations, an event unfolded that would forever be etched in her memory. In the next moment, Naruto flung her over his head and across the room, propelling her through the walls and into Yasaka's garden.

A lesson was learned—never attempt intimacy with Naruto Uzumaki while he sleeps, especially without prior introduction.

- Chapter End -

Inspiration for Physical Appearances of gods

Thor = A mixture between Record of Ragnarok and God of War: Ragnarok. I only made him not fat but muscular. His physique/body structure is taken from Record of Ragnarok. His clothing is taken from God of War: Ragnarok.

Odin = The same as the one in High School DxD.

Zeus = God of War.

Aphrodite = Record of Ragnarok.

Artemis and Athena = Not decided yet. (Readers can suggest sources.)

Buddha = Record of Ragnarok.

Sun Wukong = His old form was from High School DxD. His younger and fighter form is inspired from the mythological depictions.

Indra = High School DxD.

Hermes = Record of Ragnarok.

Amun-Ra Mythological Depictions

Next Chapter: Naruto tells Gabriel about the incident and what caused it. And who does Naruto meet before heading towards a new adventure?