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Chapter Twenty-Five: Tobi vs. Pain's Machine Army

Ino woke up to the soft, warm sensation of Tsunade's partially exposed chest beneath her. She murmured, "So soft... and so big," before shifting her gaze to Naruto, her soulmate, who was still sleeping soundly on Mei's ample chest. A flicker of jealousy crossed her face. "That arrogant woman…" she thought, glancing at Saruyo, who lay draped over Naruto as well.

Her attention soon shifted to Naruto's injured hand, wrapped in the bandages from last night's gunshot wound. Concern flickered in her eyes as she reached out, brushing her fingers gently against the bandages. "He needs to change these," she whispered to herself.

Leaning closer, she softly murmured, "Naruto, my love… wake up, darling." Her voice was low, careful not to disturb the others. Slowly, Naruto stirred, his drowsy eyes meeting hers.

"Come with me," she whispered. "You need to change your bandages."

He nodded sleepily, slowly rising from Mei's massive chest. She stirred slightly at the loss of warmth but remained asleep. Ino carefully helped Naruto remove Saruyo from his embrace, her cold, beautiful face still serene in sleep. As Ino shifted Saruyo aside, she noted the glimpse of her partially exposed chest. Smirking slightly, she murmured, "Soon, you'll be competing with Mei and Tsunade… maybe even Nana, though she's a bit bigger."

They quietly stepped out into the grand hall of the mansion, where Ino guided Naruto to the plush couch. She sat down, pulling him into her lap as his head rested against her ample chest. Gently, she unwrapped the bandages, pressing his injured hand between her soft breasts as she tended to the wound.

Naruto's fingers unintentionally brushed against her skin, and she smiled teasingly, leaning in to plant a kiss on his forehead. "Naruto-kun… what do you think about making love right now?" she whispered playfully.

Naruto blinked, momentarily taken aback, before smirking. "Sounds good to me."

Before they could continue, a voice interrupted them from behind. "Well, well, look at this… Ino trying to have her fun in the middle of the mansion's grand hall."

Ino tensed at the sound of Mei's voice. Turning her head, she found Mei standing with her arms crossed, a smug smirk on her face.

"This doesn't concern you, Mei," Ino snapped.

"Oh, but it does," Mei replied, tilting her head. "It's not surprising that a former harlot like you would try something like this."

Ino's hands clenched into fists. "Excuse me?"

Mei's smile widened. "You heard me. We should start calling you 'The Lover of All Men' at this rate."

Naruto noticed the shift in Ino's expression. "Ino, don't let her get to you."

"Why do you defend her?" Mei asked, narrowing her eyes. "She's nothing but a former plaything, someone whose only skill is spreading her legs."

That was the final straw. Ino's entire body tensed before she suddenly stood, her entire aura shifting as she faced Mei head-on. "You think your position in the city gives you the right to insult me? You're nothing but an arrogant, self-righteous woman drunk on power. You're no better than Saruyo!"

Mei let out a sharp laugh. "I may be arrogant, but at least I'm not a used-up doll trying to act pure."

Ino smirked coldly. "Let's see how you handle your words when Naruto chooses me over you. Come, Naruto-kun, let's finish what we started." She pulled him into a deep kiss, defiantly ignoring Mei's burning glare.

"Naruto-kun," she murmured, a teasing smirk tugging at her lips. "What do you think about my little secret down there? Should I keep it natural or… clean it up?"

Naruto chuckled, his fingers trailing up her arm lazily. "I think… it's beautiful either way. You should do whatever makes you comfortable."

Ino grinned, leaning in to whisper against his lips. "Good answer. Then I'll keep it just the way it is."

From the hallway, Mei stood silently, her crimson eyes watching with mild amusement. She didn't need to say anything—her gaze alone was enough to convey her thoughts. Meanwhile, Saruyo, half-awake and slightly groggy, wandered into the room. Clad in nothing but an oversized silk shirt that barely grazed her thighs, she moved with her usual icy grace—until she tripped.

A sharp gasp escaped her lips as she stumbled forward—straight onto Naruto.

Ino let out a playful laugh as Saruyo landed atop him, her cold yet mesmerizing eyes locking onto his for a brief moment. Naruto's hands instinctively caught her, one landing on her waist, the other—somewhere far more dangerous. A flicker of something unreadable passed through Saruyo's gaze before she exhaled, clearly unimpressed.

"Really, Naruto?" she muttered, her tone as cool as ever, yet something in her posture suggested she wasn't entirely opposed to the situation.

Naruto smirked. "Well, you did fall on me."

Saruyo arched a perfect brow before sighing, straightening herself. "Hmph. Fine."

Before anyone could react, she reached for the hem of her shirt and, with a slow, deliberate motion, began slipping it off. Ino's eyes gleamed with amusement, while Mei's lips curled into a knowing smirk from her place in the shadows.

"Looks like Naruto-kun isn't quite satisfied yet," Ino teased, resting her chin on her palm as she watched the unfolding scene.

Saruyo remained composed, her usual indifferent expression barely shifting. "Tch. If that's what he wants, then so be it."

From her vantage point, Mei's expression darkened ever so slightly. She leaned against the doorframe, whispering just loud enough for only herself to hear.

"Soon…"

Meanwhile, in another part of Konoha City, a different kind of storm was brewing.

In a high-rise office overlooking the neon skyline, Pain stood with his arms crossed, his sharp gaze fixed on the seven figures lined up before him. Each of them was an exact replica of himself, armed to the teeth, their presence exuding an air of impending destruction.

Behind him, Konan observed in silence, her icy blue eyes betraying nothing. She knew this was coming—Pain had been planning this for weeks.

"Are you sure about this?" she finally asked, her voice calm yet firm.

Pain didn't so much as glance back. "I don't care about the police, the corporations, or anyone else. My only goal is to teach Tobi a lesson. And I will make sure he feels true pain."

Konan sighed, shaking her head. "Then we need to be careful. The city is crawling with enforcers."

Pain smirked. "Let them try to stop me. It won't make a difference."

Meanwhile, in an underground hideout, Tobi leaned against a control panel, watching the security footage with an eerie grin. Zetsu stood beside him, his golden eyes flickering with amusement.

"He's coming," Tobi muttered, his voice laced with dark anticipation.

Zetsu chuckled. "And what's the plan?"

Tobi turned to him, his grin widening. "Oh, it's simple. We fight fire with fire. Get the weapons ready. Let's show Pain just who he's messing with."

Zetsu's expression twisted into something predatory. "And what about Konan? She's quite the catch."

Tobi laughed. "Consider her a gift. Do whatever you want with her once this is over."

As the city's underworld prepared for war, back in Naruto's apartment, another kind of battle was taking place—one of dominance, of control, and of unspoken desires waiting to be explored. And in the center of it all, Saruyo remained as untouchable as ever, her icy exterior barely concealing the storm that brewed beneath."

The grand dining hall in Mayor Tsunade's mansion was filled with a tense yet electrifying atmosphere. The long table was lined with luxurious dishes, but no one was paying attention to the food. Instead, all eyes were shifting between Ino and Mei, who had been exchanging sharp words the entire evening.

Naruto sat at the head of the table, his bandaged hand resting on the surface, a reminder of the bullet wound he had taken the previous night. Ino, seated close to him, brushed her fingers over his injured hand with exaggerated tenderness. "You're still not fully healed, my love," she murmured, her voice dripping with both concern and possessiveness. Without hesitation, she pulled his hand toward her chest, pressing it between her soft curves. "You should be careful. Let me take care of you properly."

Mei, seated across from them, clicked her tongue in annoyance. "How dramatic," she scoffed, flipping her long auburn hair over her shoulder. "You're acting as if he's on his deathbed. He's a man, not a porcelain doll, Ino."

Saruyo, who had been silent most of the night, adjusted the strap of her bra beneath her blouse with a subtle movement, her icy gaze scanning the scene. Sakura, ever observant, smirked. "Saruyo, if you're fixing your bra like that, does that mean you had a little too much fun with Naruto this morning in the living room?"

Saruyo didn't flinch. Instead, she sipped her wine with an air of disinterest. "Yes," she admitted flatly. "I tripped over him, and we ended up having sex. Simple as that."

Ino burst into laughter. "My perverted soulmate," she teased, giving Naruto's cheek a playful squeeze.

Mei narrowed her eyes. "Of course, he'd be a pervert. He has you as his girlfriend." Her voice was smooth but laced with venom. "It's only natural that he'd turn out just as shameless as you. After all, you've been with so many men, haven't you?"

The room went silent. Ino's playful expression darkened as she turned to face Mei directly.

Sakura frowned. "Mei-sama, that's uncalled for. Ino stopped that lifestyle months ago—long before she even started dating Naruto."

Mei smirked, clearly unimpressed. "Oh, I know. But it doesn't erase the past. A woman like her doesn't change overnight. A former whore is still a whore."

Tsunade, who had been quietly drinking, finally sighed and leaned back in her chair. "That logic is cruel, Mei. You can't judge people forever by their past mistakes. Even I had lovers before I met Dan, and before Jiraiya passed away."

Mei gave her an unimpressed glance. "You had two men, Tsunade-sama. Ino? Probably a hundred."

Ino clenched her fists, but before she could snap, Hinata spoke up, her voice quiet yet firm. "That's not fair, Mei-sama," she said. "Yes, Ino-chan made mistakes, but she's also kind, strong, and loyal. People change for the ones they love."

Naruto nodded. "Exactly. Ino is my fun-loving, crazy girlfriend. I accepted her for who she is, and I always will." He smiled as he lifted his wounded hand, allowing Ino to wrap her fingers around it. "And when I want to unwind, when I want to have fun, I choose to spend my time with her."

Ino's eyes softened, and she leaned closer, pressing his hand tighter against her chest. "You always understand me, Naruto-kun," she whispered.

Mei leaned back with an amused smirk. "How touching. But let's be real, Ino. You're not the only woman in Naruto's life."

She twirled a lock of hair through her fingers before tilting her head. "So tell me Naruto, who was your first time having sex with? I'm assuming it was your first lover, Saruyu."

All eyes turned to Saruyo, who barely acknowledged the conversation. But before she could even react, Ino grinned mischievously and answered for him. "Nope. It was me."

Mei blinked. "You're joking."

Ino leaned forward, resting her chin on her palm. "Do I look like I'm joking?"

Mei stared for a moment before bursting out laughing, "Unbelievable! A pureblooded man like Naruto had his first sex with a slut like you.

Ino's playful expression vanished. "I've been silent this whole time, letting you insult me, but I'm done with your attitude," she snapped.

The tension at the table skyrocketed as the two women locked eyes in a fierce stand-off. Saruyo, unimpressed, took another sip of her drink.

Hinata shifted nervously, looking between them. "Maybe we should—"

Tsunade waved her hand dismissively. "Let them fight it out. Mei's always been arrogant, and Ino's overdue for a real challenge."

Sakura chuckled. "Finally, Ino has someone to rival her besides Saruyo. But damn, Mei is really something else."

Naruto sighed, rubbing his temples. "I swear, every meal turns into a battlefield when you're all together."

As the argument escalated, Saruyo simply leaned back in her chair, watching with cool detachment. The night was far from over.

Naruto sat comfortably on the plush couch, his head resting on Saruyu's lap. He pressed his cheek against her soft, toned thighs, inhaling her natural scent. He let out a deep, contented sigh. "Saruyu... you always smell so good," he murmured, rubbing his face against her legs like a cat marking its territory.

Saruyo arched a brow, her expression as cold and unbothered as always. She lazily ran her fingers through his golden hair, not reacting to his obvious obsession with her scent. "You're pathetic," she muttered, but she didn't push him away.

On the other side of the room, **Mei** and **Ino** were locked in a silent battle of dominance.

Mei smirked, leaning forward, her impressive chest pressing together as she rested her elbows on her knees. "You sure act like you own him, Ino," she said smoothly, her voice dripping with amusement. "But don't forget, Naruto isn't just yours."

Ino scoffed, flipping her long blonde hair over her shoulder. "Oh, please. Naruto-kun and I have a bond that you'll never understand," she shot back, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief.

Mei chuckled darkly. "A bond, huh? Let's test that theory."

Without hesitation, Mei got up from her seat and walked straight toward Naruto. She leaned over him, her massive chest pressing into his face as she tilted his chin up with a single finger. "Tell me, Naruto… who do you think has the best body here?" she purred.

Naruto's face was practically buried between her breasts, the soft warmth against his skin making him groan. Ino immediately bristled, her possessiveness flaring.

"Oi, get your massive melons off of him!" Ino snapped, standing up and yanking Naruto away from Mei's grasp.

Mei laughed, crossing her arms under her chest, pushing her already large breasts up even more. "What's the matter? Afraid you can't compete?" she teased.

Ino's eye twitched. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me," Mei continued, smirking. "I'm the only one here who can rival Tsunade-sama in terms of… assets. And trust me, men love a woman with a body like mine."

Ino let out a short laugh. "You think that's enough to win Naruto over? Please. He doesn't just like big tits—he likes personality, chemistry, passion."

Saruyo, who had been silent the whole time, finally spoke. "You're both idiots," she said flatly, adjusting the strap of her top. "If we're talking about the future, I'll surpass you both."

Mei raised a brow. "Oh?"

Saruyo gave her a blank, unimpressed stare. "I'm still growing. And genetically speaking… I already have the best proportions. It's only a matter of time before I leave you both in the dust."

Naruto let out a low hum of agreement. "She's not wrong," he muttered, still resting against Saruyo's lap. "She already has the perfect balance… soft in all the right places, but still toned."

Mei and Ino both turned to glare at him.

Ino folded her arms under her chest, pushing them up. "Naruto-kun, I'm standing right here, you know."

Mei smirked. "Seems like your 'soulmate' has other preferences."

Naruto sighed, rubbing his temples. "You're all beautiful, okay? Can we not turn this into a contest?"

Mei chuckled, taking a seat again. "Oh, but it's fun watching Ino get jealous."

Ino growled. "I am NOT jealous!"

Saruyo let out a small scoff. "You totally are."

Before Ino could retaliate, Naruto let out another deep sigh and turned his head, pressing his nose against Saruyo's thigh again. "Mmm… I think I'll just stay here for a while," he mumbled.

Mei smirked. "Careful, Naruto. If you get too comfortable with Saruyo's scent, you might get addicted."

Saruyo simply rolled her eyes, but there was a faint, amused smirk on her lips.

Tobi stood near the entrance, his signature mask still in place, his hands buried in the pockets of his sleek black trench coat. His posture was relaxed, but his sharp eyes beneath the mask tracked every movement around him. He wasn't alone—Zetsu stood to his side, a smirk curling on his lips as he observed the approaching figures.

From the shadows, Pain emerged, his presence as commanding as ever. His long orange hair cascaded over his shoulders, and his cold, metallic piercings gleamed under the flickering warehouse lights. But he wasn't alone either—seven men, clad in black, stood beside him, each one carrying a deadly aura. And behind them all, walking with calculated steps, was Konan.

Pain's voice was low but filled with authority. "So, Tobi… what does it feel like to know these are your final moments?"

Zetsu chuckled under his breath, crossing his arms. "Bold words, considering you walked right into our territory."

Pain ignored the taunt. His sharp eyes stayed locked on Tobi. "Did you really think you could betray me? That you could steal from me—the man who built you up, who gave you purpose? You were nothing before I found you."

Tobi tilted his head slightly, his voice calm and mocking. "Oh, Pain, Pain, Pain… you always did have a flair for the dramatic." He let out a low chuckle. "Regretting that little favor you asked me for? What was it again? Ah yes, robbing the largest weapons stockpile in the city."

Pain's expression darkened. "And after you stole those weapons… you had the nerve to kill two of my men."

Zetsu scoffed. "Hidan and Kakuzu were careless. Not my problem."

Pain's fists clenched. "You're a fool, Tobi. And to make things worse… you let yourself be found because of your own weakness." His gaze shifted to the side—to Konan.

Tobi followed his stare and let out a sharp laugh. "Oh? You used your whore to track me down?" His voice dripped with mockery as his masked face turned fully toward Konan. "You're quite the talented woman, aren't you? Using that beautiful body of yours to get exactly what you want. I assume you had to entertain my former colleagues before you killed them?"

Konan's expression remained unreadable, but there was a flicker of something in her icy blue eyes. She didn't flinch, didn't react. Instead, she adjusted the gun holster on her thigh and tilted her head slightly. "Did you really think I wouldn't do whatever it took?"

Pain smirked. "You underestimated her, Tobi. She got what we needed. And now… we're here to finish you."

Tobi exhaled deeply, shaking his head. "Tsk, tsk. You never were very bright, were you, Pain? Let me guess… you think walking in here with seven men is enough to kill me?"

Pain lifted a hand, and in an instant, his men raised their weapons. Semi-automatic rifles, silencers already attached. The air was heavy, the tension electric.

Tobi didn't move.

Then he laughed. A slow, deliberate laugh.

Pain narrowed his eyes. "What's so funny?"

Tobi straightened up and took a single step forward, his voice dangerously low. "Because I knew you'd come looking for me."

A soft click echoed through the warehouse.

Pain's expression shifted ever so slightly as he realized he wasn't the only one who came prepared.

From the shadows, more figures began to emerge—Tobi's own men, dressed in dark suits, silent, armed, and waiting. Zetsu smirked, reaching into his jacket and pulling out a knife.

"You didn't actually think we'd be unprepared, did you?" Zetsu taunted.

Pain's jaw tightened. He had walked into an ambush.

Tobi took another slow step forward, his voice taunting. "You think the Uchiha are arrogant, don't you, Pain? But let me tell you something…" He reached up, gripping the edge of his mask. "We always have a backup plan."

Pain remained still, eyes flicking between Tobi's men. The situation had turned in an instant.

Konan's hand subtly reached for her weapon, her breathing steady.

Zetsu leaned in toward Tobi. "Shall we begin?"

Tobi tilted his head. "Let's make this interesting."

The first gunshot rang out.

The warehouse was a battleground. The moment the first gunshot rang out, chaos erupted.

Tobi darted behind a stack of metal crates as bullets tore through the air, the sharp cracks of gunfire echoing through the abandoned industrial district. Pain's men, highly trained and well-armed, spread out in a coordinated assault, their weapons spitting fire with ruthless efficiency.

Zetsu, ever the opportunist, was already moving through the shadows, his knife glinting under the flickering warehouse lights. His lips curled into a grin as he saw one of Pain's seven lieutenants reloading behind cover—an opening.

Konan, her mind razor-sharp despite the storm of violence, kept her back against the wall, her gun steady in her grip. She knew this wasn't just a simple confrontation. Tobi had planned this. That much was clear. The fact that she and Pain had walked right into his hands infuriated her, but there was no time for regret now.

Pain's voice cut through the gunfire. "Take them down. No survivors."

His words were cold, absolute. His men didn't hesitate. They pushed forward, bullets spraying, forcing Tobi's forces to retreat slightly.

But Tobi… he was laughing.

A deep, unsettling chuckle that sent a shiver through Konan's spine. Why was he laughing?

From the second floor of the warehouse, reinforcements emerged—Tobi's own men, heavily armed, their rifles trained on Pain's forces below.

Konan cursed under her breath. They were outnumbered.

And that's when she felt it—hands on her wrist.

A rough grip, sudden and forceful.

One of Tobi's men had crept up behind her in the chaos. He was fast—faster than she'd expected—but she was faster. With a sharp twist, she drove her elbow into his ribs, making him grunt in pain. She didn't stop—she turned, bringing her knee up into his gut before slamming the barrel of her gun against his jaw.

He stumbled back, dazed.

Another one grabbed her from the side.

This time, her reaction was more violent. She kicked backward, her heel connecting with his knee, making him collapse with a shout.

Pain heard the struggle. His sharp eyes flicked toward Konan's position, and for a brief moment, he saw the predatory grins on Tobi's men.

They were toying with her.

Pain's jaw clenched, his trigger finger tightening.

But before he could react—

BOOM!

A powerful explosion rocked the warehouse, sending debris flying.

Tobi's voice rang out over the chaos, full of dark amusement. "Oh, Pain, you always did underestimate me."

From the rafters above, more figures appeared. Not just any men—mercenaries. Professionals, dressed in black, their tactical gear suggesting military backgrounds. They were Tobi's insurance.

Pain's expression darkened. They had walked into a goddamn trap.

Konan, still catching her breath, noticed something else—the faint red and blue flashing lights in the distance.

The police were watching.

They hadn't moved yet. They were waiting.

And that could only mean one thing—Tsunade was behind this.

Pain exhaled sharply. This wasn't just a fight between criminals anymore.

This was a citywide war.

The air reeked of gunpowder and metal. The abandoned warehouse—Tobi's hideout—was now a war zone.

Pain stood in the center, calm, unreadable, surrounded by his ultimate weapons—seven identical combat androids, each modeled after himself.

These weren't just machines.

They were unstoppable.

Each one was clad in reinforced tactical armor, their glowing red eyes scanning the battlefield. Heavy-duty assault rifles were locked in their hands, their movements unnervingly perfect—no hesitation, no fear, just raw precision.

Tobi's men had already made the mistake of thinking they were just soldiers. They had learned the hard way.

A burst of automatic gunfire cut through the air—two of Tobi's men went down instantly, their bodies riddled with holes before they could even react.

The androids didn't miss.

Tobi, still masked, exhaled slowly. This was worse than he thought.

"Zetsu. Plan B. Now."

A chuckle came through his earpiece. "I thought you'd never ask."

The warehouse lights died.

Total darkness.

But Tobi knew better than to assume it would help.

The moment the lights went out—the androids adapted.

Their eyes flickered—night vision engaged.

Pain's voice cut through the blackness, cold and mechanical.

"You think I didn't anticipate this, Tobi?"

A single red laser beam shot through the dark. Then another. And another.

Each laser marked a target.

A flash.

Gunfire.

Screams erupted as Tobi's men dropped one by one, torn apart by the relentless precision of the androids.

Zetsu, watching from above, gritted his teeth.

This wasn't a battle. This was a slaughter.

Pain took a step forward. His androids moved with him in perfect sync.

They weren't just killing.

They were erasing.

Tobi clicked his tongue. No. This wasn't over.

A sharp whistle pierced the air.

Then—BOOM.

Explosions erupted across the warehouse—carefully planted charges by Zetsu.

Flames engulfed the metal scaffolding. Smoke filled the air.

And for the first time—Pain's androids hesitated.

Even machines had limits.

Tobi smirked under his mask. That was all he needed.

"NOW!"

From the shadows, his own enforcers struck.

High-powered rifles unleashed a storm of bullets, aiming for the joints, the weak points in the androids' armor.

The machines staggered. Not invincible, after all.

But Pain only smiled.

He had more than just machines.

And he wasn't done yet.

Suddenly—a new sound filled the battlefield.

Heavy, mechanical footsteps.

From the darkness, a massive figure emerged.

Zetsu's eyes widened. "Oh, you've gotta be kidding me…"

A towering, heavily armored war machine.

Its glowing red visor locked onto Tobi.

Pain's voice echoed once more.

"Your move."

The air was thick with smoke, the scent of gunpowder and burning metal filling the ruined warehouse. Sparks flew as bullets clashed against the armored bodies of Pain's combat androids, each one a merciless killing machine, built for absolute destruction.

Tobi gritted his teeth behind his mask, his mind racing.

This was bad.

His men were falling.

The androids were relentless. Unstoppable.

And Pain?

He stood there—untouched.

His cold gaze followed Tobi, as if mocking him without a single word.

Zetsu, hiding in the shadows, was already calculating the odds.

They weren't good.

Then, the police struck.

🚨 BOOM! 🚨

A blinding flash—then a deafening explosion.

The main entrance burst open, steel doors ripped from their hinges as riot teams stormed in—fully armed, fully trained, ready to take them all down.

Pain turned, his expression unreadable.

He knew this would happen.

"Time to go."

His androids shifted instantly, forming a defensive perimeter. Their advanced targeting systems scanned every officer in real-time, calculating their movements before they even pulled the trigger.

And yet—

🔥 The police were prepared. 🔥

EMP rounds.

🔫 BANG! BANG! 🔫

Two of Pain's androids collapsed, their systems fried, sparks shooting from their shattered circuits.

The police advanced.

Pain's jaw tightened. "Fall back."

The remaining five androids instantly activated their escape protocol, moving in perfect sync with Pain as they cut a path through the chaos.

But Tobi wasn't done yet.

He wouldn't leave empty-handed.

As the bullets flew—he moved.

Fast.

Konan barely had time to react—

Before she felt a strong grip seize her.

Tobi's hand—tight around her wrist.

She struggled, her sharp eyes narrowing. "Let go."

Tobi chuckled. "Not today."

With one swift motion, he pulled her close, his masked face inches from hers.

"You're coming with me."

CRASH!

A glass window shattered as Zetsu detonated hidden explosives—a diversion.

Pain glanced back—too late.

The building was collapsing.

Weapons stockpiles exploded, sending fire and debris raining down.

Tobi vanished into the smoke, dragging Konan with him.

Pain clenched his fists.

"Damn it."

The police rushed forward, but it was too late—

Tobi was gone.

And the war wasn't over.

The mayor's mansion was bathed in the golden glow of the evening lights, its marble floors reflecting the soft glow of the chandeliers above. In the spacious lounge, Naruto lay sprawled across the luxurious couch, his head resting comfortably on Saruyo's thick, beautiful thighs as she absentmindedly flipped through the pages of a book. The Ice Queen of Konoha City rarely showed emotion, but tonight, a faint, almost imperceptible smile tugged at her lips as she read.

Across the room, Ino sat on the edge of the couch, carefully unwrapping the bloodied bandages from Naruto's injured hand. Her fingers were gentle but firm, her touch precise as she worked. The wound from last night's gunfight still looked fresh, but the bleeding had stopped.

"You're so reckless, Naruto," Ino muttered, dipping a cotton pad in antiseptic. She pressed it against the wound, making him hiss.

Naruto chuckled. "Well, if I wasn't, I wouldn't be me, right?"

Ino sighed, shaking her head before tying fresh bandages around his hand. "Idiot. You're lucky I'm here to take care of you."

Naruto grinned. "Thanks, Ino. You're the best girl ever."

A deep blush spread across Ino's cheeks as she fumbled with the bandage, suddenly flustered. "A-Ah… anything for you, Naruto-kun…" she mumbled, looking away.

Saruyo, without looking up from her book, smirked slightly. "You're easy to flatter, Ino."

Ino puffed her cheeks in annoyance. "Shut up, Saruyo! At least I actually show my emotions!"

Saruyo didn't respond, simply brushing her fingers through Naruto's hair in lazy strokes, letting the silky strands slip through her fingers.

From across the room, Sakura leaned against the table, her arms crossed under her chest. She tilted her head. "So, Naruto… do you love Ino more than Saruyo?"

Naruto sat up slightly, looking between the two women. "I love all of you," he said with a smirk.

Saruyo turned a page in her book, unimpressed. "I don't think he loves me more than anyone."

Ino scoffed. "That's ridiculous! He loves me more!"

Before Saruyo could respond, a new voice cut through the air.

"Tch. It's impossible for him to love a whore like you."

All heads turned as Mei walked into the room, her arms crossed over her impressive chest. Her emerald eyes burned with amusement as she watched Ino's face twist with fury.

"You…!" Ino clenched her fists. "You've been on my case ever since you came into Naruto's life! Why do you always have to humiliate me!?"

Mei smirked. "Because it's easy."

Ino's face turned red with anger, but before she could launch herself at Mei, Hinata stepped between them.

"There's no need to fight," Hinata said in her soft, gentle voice. "We're all together, aren't we?"

Ino shot her an annoyed glare. "You always act so responsible, Hinata. You think you're better than me?"

Mei chuckled darkly. "No, but I know I'm better than you. I'm still a virgin at twenty-seven. You? Well… let's just say your history isn't exactly clean."

Ino snapped. "YOU—!"

Sakura, standing next to Ino, sighed and pulled her into a hug. "Calm down, Ino."

But the moment she did, Sakura's arms pressed against Ino's large chest, making her pause. She blinked, then glanced down, noticing just how soft and heavy they felt. A slight frown crossed her face as she looked at her own.

"Why… why aren't mine like this…?" Sakura whispered to herself.

The room was filled with beautiful women, and it was obvious—Tsunade had the largest chest of all, but Mei was close behind. Ino and Hinata were equally gifted, while Saruyo's chest, though slightly smaller, was growing fast. Sakura? She had an average size, but her curvy, round hips made up for it.

A sudden loud THUD echoed through the room. The doors swung open violently.

"Dammit!"

Everyone turned as Tsunade stormed inside, her presence commanding the room. The mayor of Konoha City looked furious, her golden eyes blazing.

Mei smirked. "What's wrong, Madam Mayor?"

Tsunade clenched her fists. "Tobi and Pain escaped the police again!"

Saruyo finally closed her book and looked up. "So that's how it is."

Tsunade nodded. "Not only that—before they fled, they stole from the biggest weapons vault in the city. We managed to destroy two of Pain's custom mechs, but they got away. We have no idea where Tobi hid the stolen weapons, and worse, they detonated the vault after the robbery."

Sakura tensed. "That means they're preparing for war."

Mei's smile widened. "Now this is getting interesting."

Naruto clenched his bandaged fist. The city was still in chaos. The battle wasn't over yet. And with the tension between the girls, things were only getting more complicated…

The cool night breeze rustled through the curtains of the grand balcony overlooking Konoha City. The skyline glowed with neon lights, a contrast to the darkness creeping through Naruto's mind. He leaned against the ornate railing, his injured hand resting on the cold metal as he stared at the streets below.

His mind was a storm of thoughts.

"If Pain fought Tobi… where does that leave me?"

The words of a certain man echoed in his head.

"Naruto… you don't know the full truth. Your father… the former mayor… was murdered. And the one who orchestrated it—was Tobi."

Itachi's voice was calm, almost indifferent, but the weight of his words had crushed Naruto. His mother had never told him. He had grown up thinking his father died in an accident, but now he knew the truth.

"Danzo was involved too… he allowed the Akatsuki to rob the city's largest weapons facility… he let them slaughter innocent people in that bank heist… and worst of all, he made sure your father died that night."

Naruto clenched his fists.

"Danzo is dead. Now… it's your turn, Tobi."

A sudden warmth pressed against his back, soft and familiar. Two perfect, supple mounds rested against him as delicate arms wrapped around his waist.

"Thinking about something?"

Saruyo's voice was a whisper against his ear—icy and smooth.

Naruto exhaled, pushing his thoughts aside. "Nothing important."

Saruyo smirked against his shoulder. "Liar."

Her arms tightened slightly, her fingers tracing slow circles on his stomach. She was always unreadable, always composed—but tonight, there was something different in the way she held him.

"When you killed Danzo last night… what was Itachi doing?" she murmured. "You know something I don't… don't you, Naruto?"

He hesitated.

Saruyo wasn't stupid. She had noticed his silence, the way he avoided the full truth. But there were things he wasn't ready to tell her. Things that could change everything.

"Hmph." She narrowed her eyes. "Come on. Tell me."

Naruto turned around, facing her, his hands settling on her slim waist. He smirked before leaning in, capturing her lips in a deep, slow kiss. Saruyo responded immediately, her cold exterior melting into something dangerous—something that sent a fire through his veins.

His hands slid lower, gripping her firm, round backside as he deepened the kiss. She let out a soft hum, barely audible, but it sent shivers through him.

After what felt like forever, they pulled apart, breathless.

"You'll know everything… when the time is right," Naruto whispered.

Saruyo's dark eyes studied him carefully. "I'm not a child, Naruto. I don't play games. If you're hiding something from me…"

"I swear, I'll tell you. Just… trust me."

She let out a small, frustrated sigh. "Fine. But remember—"

Saruyo leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear.

"I gave you my love… my body… my virginity. And you know how much that meant to me."

Naruto swallowed hard.

Saruyo pulled back slightly, her icy smirk returning. "Not only that… I let you build your little harem. Ino, Hinata, Tsunade, Sakura… and finally Mei. I allowed it. Because I love you. And because I know what kind of man you are."

She tilted her head.

"And don't forget… I rejected every man who ever came near me. Twenty fools tried—and twenty ended up in the hospital."

Naruto chuckled. "I know. And I swear, Saruyo, I'll never betray you. You were my first love… you taught me how to love. And I love you. I love making love to you."

A faint pink dusted Saruyo's pale cheeks at his bold words, but she quickly masked it.

Naruto smirked. "And I can never get enough of you."

Saruyo smirked back. "Then prove it."

She pushed him against the railing, her hands gripping his collar as she leaned in. "Let's do it here… on the balcony."

Naruto's eyes widened. "W-Wait, but—"

Saruyo tilted her head playfully. "Oh? Why so shy? Didn't you do it with me and Ino in the lounge this morning?"

Naruto turned bright red.

Saruyo let out a rare, amused laugh before capturing his lips again.

The night air was crisp as Naruto stood on the balcony, the city lights stretching far beyond the horizon. His injured hand throbbed slightly, but it was nothing compared to the warmth pressing against his back—Saruyo's arms draped around him possessively.

She was always like this—calm, collected, yet impossibly close when she wanted to be.

Inside the mansion, a different storm was brewing.

"What the hell is my boyfriend doing with that ice queen out there?" Ino snapped, crossing her arms beneath her ample chest.

Sakura smirked from her seat. "Maybe they're having sex."

Ino's jaw dropped. "Without me?!"

Tsunade let out a deep chuckle, swirling the wine glass in her hand. "Hah… honestly, I'd like to have a turn with him tonight too. That beast of his satisfies me perfectly."

Hinata turned crimson at the blunt statement but didn't deny the thoughts running through her own mind.

Ino turned toward Mei, her expression fierce. "And what about you, little miss arrogant? Are you gonna give that bastard your virginity, or are you scared?"

Mei flipped her long, luscious red hair over her shoulder, smirking. "Oh, sweetheart… my virginity will be his gift once his hand is healed. Unlike you, I actually have something valuable to give him."

Ino's eyes flared with rage, but before she could launch herself at Mei, Sakura and Hinata quickly grabbed her arms. "Let go of me!"

Mei's smirk widened. "Oh, please, Ino. I saw you this morning in the lounge—you're practically a pro. You know exactly when to suck, when to spread your legs, when to ride him. You're experienced."

Ino's face turned bright red. "Y-You b—"

Mei continued smoothly, "Meanwhile, Saruyo… she's a natural. A true talent. She doesn't have to try—she just knows how to satisfy him in a way that makes his body crave her."

Ino clenched her fists. "You—!"

At that moment, the balcony doors slid open, and Saruyo stepped inside, her icy gaze as unreadable as ever. She held Naruto's hand in hers, leading him in like she owned him.

Ino immediately rushed over, latching onto Naruto's other hand. "Baby, tell me that wild woman didn't do anything to you."

Naruto blinked, startled. "Uh… no?"

Ino exhaled in relief. "Good. You shouldn't spend too much time with her—she might turn you into some cold, emotionless shut-in."

Saruyo's lips curved into a smirk. "Better than turning him into a perverted mess like you."

Ino scoffed. "Perverted Naruto is better."

Tsunade leaned back, watching the exchange with amusement. "Well, Naruto, after your hand heals, you better prepare. The next mission is coming soon."

Naruto nodded. "Got it."

Ino grinned, pressing her body against his. "But before that, baby, let's go out tonight! Just us."

Before Naruto could respond, Mei stepped forward, running a delicate hand down his arm. "Actually, I'll be taking him out tonight."

Ino's head snapped toward her. "Excuse me?! No way am I letting you have him tonight!"

Mei smirked. "Oh? But I'm his newest lover. I deserve some time with him, don't I?"

Saruyo let out a quiet chuckle. "She's right, Ino."

Ino gawked at her. "You're siding with her?!"

Saruyo simply shrugged. "He needs balance. You've had him enough."

Ino gritted her teeth. "You—!"

Ignoring the brewing fight, Saruyo calmly walked over to the coat closet, pulling out a sleek black jacket. She approached Naruto and slid it over his shoulders.

"There," she murmured, fastening the collar. "It's cold outside."

Mei crossed her arms beneath her generous chest, her smirk widening. "How thoughtful. You really do know what's best for Naruto, Saruyo."

Saruyo simply offered her a knowing glance before stepping back.

Ino, however, was fuming. "That's why you let her take him out? Just to piss me off?!"

Saruyo's icy gaze met hers. "Not everything is about you, Ino."

Hinata and Sakura exchanged glances, watching the tension rise.

Hinata hesitated before placing a hand on Ino's shoulder. "I-It's okay, Ino…"

Sakura chuckled. "Besides, Mei is Naruto's lover too. You're not the only one."

"But—!" Ino sputtered, looking betrayed.

Tsunade leaned forward, resting her chin on her palm. "Relax, Ino. Mei is one of the city's officials. She knows how to keep things safe."

Saruyo smirked. "And besides…"

She leaned in slightly, lowering her voice just enough for Ino to hear.

"I enjoy messing with you."

Ino's eyes burned with fury. "You are such a bitch!"

Saruyo only chuckled, walking past her as Mei grabbed Naruto's arm.

"Shall we, Naruto-kun?" Mei purred, pressing her body against him.

Naruto nodded, trying not to turn red as her very prominent chest pressed into his arm.

As they left, Ino turned toward Saruyo. "You planned this, didn't you?"

Saruyo simply smirked, taking a sip of her tea.

"You'll never know."

Sakura burst into laughter, while Hinata smiled nervously. Ino just clenched her fists.

"Damn it!"

The streets of Konoha City were alive with glowing lights and murmured conversations as Mei walked beside Naruto, her fingers laced with his. Every passing man and woman turned to glance at them—some in admiration, others in pure envy.

Mei smirked, clearly enjoying the attention. "People are jealous of us, Naruto."

Naruto chuckled. "I noticed."

She glanced at him, curiosity flickering in her amber eyes. "Tell me something… What made you fall for that girl, Ino? What made you take her as your second lover?"

Naruto smiled, remembering the moment vividly. "She was my birthday present."

Mei blinked. "Excuse me?"

He grinned. "My mom prepared a big surprise for me. She told me I had a special gift waiting in a giant box. When I opened it, out came Ino—wearing just a bra and tight shorts."

Mei burst into laughter. "Oh my… so she was literally a gift."

Naruto nodded. "The best gift, honestly."

Mei raised an eyebrow. "And what exactly draws you to her?"

Naruto thought for a moment before answering, his voice sincere. "Her spirit. She's fun, incredibly beautiful, and smart. I love spending time with her. We can talk for hours, joke around, and just enjoy each other's company."

Mei hummed. "A deep connection, then…"

Naruto nodded.

She tilted her head. "But aren't you afraid she might betray you?"

He met her gaze without hesitation. "No. I trust her. She stopped being with other men the moment she chose me."

Mei's lips curled into a small smile. "You really do believe in her, huh?"

"Of course."

Mei chuckled softly, then suddenly stopped walking. Before Naruto could react, she pulled him into a nearby café, sitting down at one of the more secluded booths.

Without warning, she gently pulled Naruto's head to rest against her ample chest—her breasts pressing warmly against him.

Naruto tensed. "Uh… Mei?"

She smirked, stroking his hair. "Relax. I just want to hold you for a bit."

His heartbeat quickened as he felt the softness surrounding him. Mei was truly a woman who knew how to use her charm.

She suddenly asked, "Tell me something… Tsunade's breasts—do they really have milk in them?"

Naruto nearly choked. "What kind of question is that?!"

Mei giggled. "A valid one!"

Naruto sighed in defeat. "Yes… she lets me, Ino, and Saruyo have some every day."

Mei's smirk widened. "Interesting. Well, lucky for you… I have plenty as well."

His face turned red as she pressed him even closer, his cheek sinking into her impressive cleavage.

She sighed contentedly. "Naruto… what exactly drew you to me?"

Naruto lifted his head slightly, locking eyes with her. "You want the truth?"

Mei nodded.

Naruto smiled. "You're breathtaking, but it's not just your beauty. You're strong, independent, and completely confident in yourself. You don't let anyone dictate your worth, and that's incredibly attractive."

Mei blinked, slightly taken aback.

Naruto continued, his voice warm. "You're not just a pretty face, Mei. You've built your own path, your own power. You've turned down countless men because you wanted something real, not just empty flattery. That kind of strength… that's what drew me in."

Mei's breath hitched. No one—no man—had ever spoken to her like this before.

For a moment, she just stared at him, her cheeks dusted pink. Then, without hesitation, she leaned in and kissed him deeply.

Naruto was caught off guard, but soon melted into the passionate embrace.

When they finally pulled away, Mei exhaled, her gaze intense. "Naruto… when your hand heals, my virginity will be your gift. Because you're the only one who deserves me."

Naruto swallowed hard, feeling her pull him back into her chest, the warmth of her body overwhelming him once more.

She smirked. "And now I understand why Ino fell for you too."

She playfully traced her fingers through his hair before whispering against his ear.

"I think I might be falling too."

The dimly lit hideout echoed with sinister laughter as Tobi and Zetsu stood over their captive. Konan lay bound to the cold metal bed, her arms restrained above her head, and her mouth gagged to stifle any cries of defiance. Her blue hair was disheveled, strands falling over her exposed collarbone, her partially revealed chest rising and falling with each tense breath.

Tobi tilted his head, his orange mask gleaming under the flickering light. "Konan, Pain's most trusted ally… isn't this amusing?" His voice was laced with mockery, his amusement evident as he gestured toward her helpless form.

Zetsu, watching from the corner, grinned. "She thought she could seduce two of our men just to extract intel? How reckless."

Konan's golden eyes burned with fury, but she was powerless to respond, the gag silencing her sharp tongue.

Tobi chuckled softly. "Did you really think you could get away with it? That you could just walk in, use your body, and trick us?" He lifted a whip from a nearby table, its leather surface glistening eerily. He then dragged it along Conan's exposed abdomen, enjoying the visible tremors. "You're in our hands now…

With a swift motion, the whip cracked through the air, landing against her thigh. A muffled grunt escaped her lips as she clenched her fists.

Zetsu smirked, stepping forward to grab a fistful of her hair. "You always carried yourself like you were untouchable… but look at you now." He yanked her off the bed and shoved her toward the center of the dimly lit room.

Before her stood five men, their expressions devoid of mercy, each holding a whip of their own.

Tobi stepped back, folding his arms. "Let's begin."

The sound of leather striking flesh filled the room. Each lash was met with a muffled groan, but Konan refused to break. Her body tensed with every blow, her nails digging into her palms. The men struck without hesitation, their whips leaving faint red marks against her skin.

Tobi watched with cold amusement. "Pain abandoned you. He left you here to suffer while he saved himself. Do you see now how little you mean?"

Konan's breathing was ragged, but her eyes remained defiant. She would not give them the satisfaction of seeing her crumble.

Meanwhile, in a hidden underground hideout, Pain sat alone, his hands clenched into fists. He had escaped, but at what cost?

Tobi's voice echoed through the darkness, as if addressing him directly. "Did you think you could defy me, Pain? That you could take Konan and run?" His voice dropped, turning venomous. "Konan is nothing more than a soldier… and she will not stand in my way."

The scene faded into shadows, the sounds of cruelty lingering as the night dragged on.

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