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Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!
A massive fireball rolled down the center of the battlefield like a falling meteor, leaving behind a scorched path of flame.
Every ninja it struck let out a shrill, agonized scream.
But as the one responsible for this fiery carnage, Uchiha Ying didn't even have time to feel triumphant—because the very next second, another wave of death-defying enemy shinobi surged toward him.
Like they would never stop coming.
This was what a true Shinobi World War battlefield looked like.
There was no time to even sigh. The moment he paused, he was surrounded by kunai and long blades. Ying could only flee and fight at the same time, trapped in the center of a horde of enemy ninja.
"Naruto, Sasuke, you guys—"
Blood soaked the kunai in his hand. His face, his body—practically drenched in the blood of others.
The stench of iron, sweat, and earth clung to everything.
Before he knew it, Uchiha Ying's vision was tinged with red. He had started killing without even realizing it.
Across the battlefield, Sasuke had been impaled by a long blade, surrounded and overwhelmed.
Naruto, screaming as he charged, was turned into a pincushion by waves of kunai and shuriken.
There were simply too many enemies.
Even with the growth in their strength, Naruto and Sasuke couldn't last long in a chaotic and brutal war like this.
And compared to the last dungeon—where they were vaporized by tailed beast bombs and massive jutsu—this death felt more real, more visceral. More cruel.
"My chakra… not enough to activate Phasing anymore…"
*Ding!*
Ying had lost track of how many blows he'd blocked at this point.
Corpses piled around him.
At this level of exhaustion, the only thing in his mind was a strong desire to sleep.
…Was this what it meant to be drained?
He wondered silently.
"This Konoha brat… he's held out this long against over a hundred of us—and killed so many…"
Through the haze, he heard their trembling voices in awe.
*Schlk!*
Followed by the sickening sound of a blade sliding into his chest and belly.
Fire Style: Fire Annihilation…
As the last of his strength faded, Uchiha Ying instinctively tried to channel chakra into a wide-area jutsu to escape.
"Don't let him finish the seals! He's down to his last breath—kill him!"
The Cloud ninja who had stabbed him from behind screamed in panic.
*Thunk! Thunk! Thunk!*
More long blades and kunai plunged into his body.
Just before death could take him, Ying's body was ejected from the space.
A warm current wrapped around him.
When he opened his eyes again, his body—clothing and all—was fully restored.
The battlefield of the Shinobi World War was gone.
In its place… the familiar blue sky of the dream realm.
And the peaceful streets of Konoha.
[Mission Failed. Calculating rewards…]
[Ninja Fragments x2 acquired]
"…Only two fragments, and both from Naruto and Sasuke?"
Was it because he failed the mission?
Ying could only guess.
And just now…
That death had felt far too real. He didn't want to experience it again.
"But my body in this space…"
He was now certain: this was his *real* body.
Even the tiniest details matched. Every strand of hair… and elsewhere.
But Naruto and Sasuke?
That might be a different story.
Even under such intense crisis, Naruto hadn't used the Nine-Tails' chakra.
Which meant the Naruto in this dungeon didn't have Kurama at all.
Or… he and Sasuke had been given artificial bodies here, like the ones that revived Zabuza and the others in previous dungeons.
When Ying absorbed Naruto's fragment, he hadn't felt even a trace of the Nine-Tails' power.
"…Whatever. I'm done for today. Time to rest."
His physical fatigue might have disappeared, but the mental toll remained.
Right now, Uchiha Ying just wanted to feel the warmth of a female ninja.
To melt away the coldness of death that still clung to him.
——
——
Bamboo Cottage, Rear Courtyard.
A man and a woman sat together, one in front, one behind, soaking in a small pool of steaming water.
Two shadowy silhouettes danced across the courtyard walls, now intertwined.
The heat of the water came from Ying himself, warmed using Fire Style.
And to not waste his efforts, Kaguya had no choice but to tie up her long hair and step into the pool with him, soaking in this restless warmth.
…
…
"You seem… troubled today."
It was the second time Kaguya had experienced the boy's chaos.
"Did something bad happen?"
The last time had been the day they met—when he had held her tightly in his arms.
His hands back then had also been this strong… this fierce.
"…Yeah. Sorry. I didn't mean to—"
He hadn't meant to show that violent, blood-soaked side of himself.
But clearly, the killings inside the dungeon couldn't be dismissed as "just a dream."
They had affected his soul.
And Kaguya…
Had become the only place he could vent.
"It's okay. I… It hurt a little, but I'm fine."
Kaguya gently shook her head, her pale arms brushing softly along Ying's back.
"And if I can help you… I'm happy."
At this moment, Kaguya glowed with motherly warmth.
Uchiha Ying found himself staring, almost entranced.
Perhaps the smartest choice he had made in recent days was turning this woman into his own from the very beginning.
Now he understood why he always stayed with Kaguya till the end.
Unlike the NPCs, who reacted mechanically despite physical responses—
Kaguya could show different emotions.
She could reject or submit. She could hold a conversation.
She accepted all of him.
"Kaguya… I want to come see you even more. Is that okay?"
For a woman like her—one who, once conquered, became loyal to the core and entirely submissive—
Uchiha Ying found he could
never get enough.
"Mm…"
Blushing fiercely and covering her face with her hands, the Rabbit Goddess let herself be carried back inside the house by the boy she had once underestimated.
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