Konoha.
As the village is being rebuilt, the atmosphere has lost its former vitality—everyone seems gloomy and depressed.
"All my family members were buried here. That so-called Hokage who's supposed to protect everyone is nothing but a disgrace."
A Konoha chunin, with tears of humiliation streaming down his face, gazed at the rebuilt homes in the distance.
Not long ago, this place was just a massive crater, blasted open by their Hokage's Tailed Beast Bomb, burying countless loved ones.
"Damn it!"
Inside the village, countless people harbored deep hatred for their current Hokage, Uzumaki Naruto—it would take only a spark to ignite their fury.
If Uzumaki Naruto didn't currently possess such overwhelming power, he would have been overthrown long ago.
After all, everyone still remembered the chaos from the last time they tried to depose him, and how it led to the Seventh Hokage's rampage.
Under the threat of destruction, even hatred had to be temporarily suppressed.
At this moment, Konoha's Hokage, Uzumaki Naruto, was at a secluded training ground, doing father-son activities with his adopted son, Kawaki.
Or, more accurately, he was earnestly teaching the orphaned boy he'd taken in and saved.
…
Meanwhile, inside a luxurious building overlooking Konoha—
Through the expansive glass windows, one could see the village that had lost its once vibrant energy. The streets were eerily quiet, a stark contrast to the lively bustle of days past.
"Lord Shirou," Yamanaka Ino purred, her voice dripping with desire as she momentarily pulled her lips away from his throbbing member, "the village has completely changed. This isn't the real Konoha anymore." Her eyes, a mesmerizing pale blue, gazed up at him with a mix of adoration and lust before she eagerly returned to her task.
The wet, slurping sounds of Ino's enthusiastic oral ministrations filled the room. Her refined beauty, accentuated by her long platinum blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, was a sight to behold. She moaned softly around Shirou's cock, her half-lidded eyes betraying her intense pleasure as she savored his taste and scent.
Shirou smiled silently, his strong hands kneading Ten Ten's supple breasts through the silky fabric of her form-fitting qipao. The elegant kunoichi's nipples hardened under his touch, her breath catching as waves of pleasure coursed through her body.
"Are you all ready this time?" Shirou asked.
Ten Ten, now a stunning beauty with her hair in an intricate bun, nodded gracefully. "Yes, Lord Shirou," she whispered, her voice husky with arousal. "Since Kakashi-sensei left, we've contacted many of the village's ninjas. Deep down, they all oppose the current Hokage." She gasped as Shirou pinched her nipple, her body arching into his touch.
Ino, momentarily releasing Shirou's cock with a wet 'pop', added breathlessly, "Lord Shirou, most of the Yamanaka clan are dissatisfied with the current village. If Naruto didn't have such power, we would have wanted to elect a new Hokage by now." She licked her lips, savoring the taste of his pre-cum before diving back down to engulf his length once more.
Shirou nodded, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "But it seems we may not need to act this time—someone else will make a move." He could feel the situation in Konoha evolving, those two old elder consumed by desire already making their preparations.
Unable to resist any longer, Shirou pulled Ten Ten close, capturing her lips in a passionate French kiss. His tongue explored her mouth as his hand continued to grope and massage her breasts. Ten Ten moaned into the kiss, her body pressing against his as desire overwhelmed her senses.
Meanwhile, Shirou's other hand guided Ino's head, setting a rhythm that had the blonde kunoichi whimpering with pleasure. Her tongue swirled around his shaft as she took him deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate his impressive size.
The room was filled with the lewd sounds of their pleasure - wet slurps, muffled moans, and the rustle of fabric as bodies moved against each other in a dance of lust and power.
Shirou felt his release approaching, the combined sensations of Ten Ten's soft lips and Ino's skilled mouth pushing him to the edge. With a low groan, he came, flooding Ino's eager mouth with his hot seed. Ino swallowed greedily, savoring every drop as if it were the most delicious nectar.
As Ino pulled away, licking her lips with a satisfied smile, Ten Ten quickly took her place. The weapons mistress knelt beside her fellow kunoichi, her delicate hands wrapping around Shirou's still-hard shaft as she began to lick and suck him back to full arousal.
Shirou's eyes gleamed with lustful anticipation as he guided Ino and Tenten to the plush king-sized bed. The kunoichi eagerly shed their clothing, revealing their toned, battle-hardened bodies adorned with scars that only enhanced their beauty.
Ino lay back on the silken sheets, her platinum blonde hair fanning out like a halo. Tenten positioned herself atop her fellow ninja, their curves fitting together perfectly. The sight of their intertwined bodies, soft skin pressed against soft skin, was utterly intoxicating.
Shirou's manhood throbbed with renewed vigor as he approached the enticing tableau before him. He ran his thick shaft along their slick folds, eliciting melodious moans from both women. Their voices blended in a symphony of pleasure that filled the room.
With a powerful thrust, Shirou sheathed himself fully in Tenten's welcoming heat. The weapons mistress cried out in ecstasy, her back arching as she was filled to the brim. Shirou leaned forward, capturing Ino's lips in a searing kiss. Their tongues danced as he began to move, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through all three bodies.
"Oh~, Lord Shirou!" Tenten gasped, her fingers digging into Ino's soft flesh. "You feel so good inside me!"
Shirou growled in response, picking up his pace. The wet sounds of their coupling mingled with their moans and gasps. After bringing Tenten to a shuddering climax, he smoothly withdrew and plunged into Ino's waiting depths.
Ino keened with delight, her legs wrapping around both Shirou and Tenten. "Yes, yes! Harder, lord Shirou!" she begged, her eyes rolling back in pleasure.
Shirou obliged, his hips pistoning as he drove into Ino with abandon. His strong hands gripped Tenten's ass, kneading the firm flesh as he continued to pleasure both women.
The air grew thick with the scent of sex and sweat as their passionate encounter continued. Shirou alternated between the two kunoichi, bringing them to countless peaks of pleasure. Their cries of ecstasy echoed off the walls, a testament to the intensity of their shared bliss.
Hours passed in a blur of tangled limbs and heated flesh. Shirou's stamina seemed endless, fueled by the intoxicating sight of the two beautiful ninjas writhing in pleasure beneath him.
Shirou finally allowed himself release. With a primal roar, he buried himself to the hilt inside Tenten, flooding her womb with his seed. The sensation triggered Tenten's final orgasm, her body convulsing with pleasure as she milked every last drop from him.
Spent but satisfied, the three collapsed onto the bed, a tangle of sweaty limbs and satisfied smiles.
…
Konoha's Root Base.
In the dimly lit room, a mass of ninjas—mostly Jonin, and even some from the major clans—gathered outside.
They all arrived silently. Maybe they had guessed what was happening, but they came anyway.
"Everyone!"
From behind a screen in the darkness, two figures appeared—the two Konoha elders.
Homura Mitokado and Koharu Utatane, the elders, gazed through the screen at the assembled ninja.
They'd seized the opportunity while Kakashi was away—otherwise, they wouldn't have dared.
"Everyone, you all know what's been happening in the village. Our Hokage has been consumed by darkness—he's fallen.
The Hokage, holding such immense power, has become the greatest instability in Konoha. Yet, for certain reasons, he still clings to his position…"
Right from the start, Koharu and Homura hoarsely described Konoha's greatest crisis—also what the people resented the most.
The Jonin below fell silent. Even if they were dissatisfied, what could they do? The last time they tried, it caused massive upheaval—even a Tailed Beast Bomb landed in Konoha.
That's simply not something humans can resist.
At this moment, Koharu and Homura acted as if, as elders, they would take all responsibility if things went wrong—it had nothing to do with the others.
"Everyone, I know your concerns, but as Konoha's elders and Hokage advisors, we can't just sit and watch the village continue to teeter on the edge of ruin.
Kakashi and the Seventh Hokage may be too soft-hearted, but we can't stand by any longer. In a short period, Konoha has already suffered two devastating blows…"
The two elders spoke passionately, but the ninja below remained silent. No matter how good the speech was, they weren't about to risk their lives again.
This made Homura and Koharu almost grimace in anger. When had they ever been so ignored?
But remembering their chance for longevity, they both took a deep breath.
"Everyone, we all care for the village. I hope you'll talk things over with Kakashi—Konoha can't endure another upheaval…"
…
As the two elders were negotiating with the clan heads and Jonin, two groups of unwelcome visitors approached the village from outside.
The first group was Kara's blonde beauty Delta and the burly Boro.
The second group was led by Uzumaki Boruto, along with elite Konoha rogue ninja, quietly sneaking up to the village perimeter.
Konoha, once called the greatest ninja village, was busy rebuilding after two rounds of destruction.
The barrier hadn't been fully restored, and the loss of elite ninjas was great, so defense was lax.
In truth, Konoha was powerless against strong enemies—no barrier could withstand them. Weaker enemies didn't matter.
Konoha was already beaten down. Unable to resist, all they could do was lie flat and endure—hoping someone else would take the hit.
…
In the Forest.
"Lord Boruto, the east wall is still under repair, and the barrier hasn't been restored—we can easily attack from here."
Looking at Konoha again, Boruto's eyes burned with anger.
"Our goal isn't to destroy Konoha—Konoha is our home! But now, a demon has seized our home.
Our goal is to suppress the demon and bring back clear skies to Konoha!"
Boruto's determined voice echoed—this time, he swore to take back Konoha, become Hokage, and crush Naruto.
Only then could he vent his rage.
"Yes!"
"Move out!"
With Boruto's command, hundreds of elite rogue ninja returned to their village.
Most came for revenge—to overthrow Naruto, the tyrant Hokage.
Boruto, too, sought revenge. Or perhaps, retaliation—he wanted to seize what Naruto cherished most and trample it underfoot.
…
At a Training Ground in the Village.
Naruto, pale and weak, forced a smile.
"Kawaki, you're truly amazing. I believe in you."
Kawaki, a delinquent with blond and black hair, earrings, and eyebrow piercings, wore a cold expression—just like Sasuke back then, which only made Naruto care for him more.
Yet, when they looked at each other, there was a clear father-son bond between them.
"Well, well, what a touching father-son scene!"
Suddenly, a mocking voice rang out, startling both.
Especially Naruto—when he saw the figure standing on a distant tree, his face twisted with rage.
"Boruto, you bastard, how dare you come back!"
Naruto had barely controlled his anger, but Boruto's appearance set him off.
"You call me a bastard? What about you?!"
"Boruto, do you know how many comrades you've killed? I won't let you off this time."
"Am I the only one who killed comrades? You, the Seventh Hokage, killed more with your Tailed Beast Bombs! And you still have the nerve to lecture me?!"
Boruto roared back, unleashing all the anger in his heart.
They were all the same—Naruto killed the most, yet now stood on the moral high ground to condemn him.
"Boruto!"
Though recently weakened by blood and marrow extractions, Naruto was still Konoha's strongest ninja. With a roar, he burst forth with terrifying chakra.
The sudden chakra eruption sent a wave of panic through the village ninja.
"Oh no! It's coming from the Hokage's direction!"
"Everyone run! Watch out for another Hokage rampage!"
"Evacuate all villagers immediately!"
The sharpest ninja immediately sensed the power. The next moment, Konoha ninja rushed to evacuate the villagers.
No one knew if the Hokage was about to go berserk again—they were terrified.
At the same time, in the Root base where most of Konoha's elites had gathered, panic broke out.
"What's happening!?"
"Bad news! A large number of rogue ninjas have infiltrated Konoha, led by Boruto, who's now fighting the Hokage, saying he'll overthrow Naruto's tyranny!"
"What?!"
In a panic, countless Root ninjas rushed out, only to witness a shocking scene.
From the distant forest, a massive golden Nine-Tails appeared—Naruto's signature jutsu.
But the other giant was a massive wooden golem—a Wood Style technique.
Standing atop the Wood Golem was none other than Boruto.
Sage Art: Wood Style: True Several Thousand Hands!
With Boruto's furious shout, the giant Wood Style mode was activated.
He had merged Hashirama Senju's cells, not only gaining Wood Style but also inheriting Sage Mode.
Now, black markings appeared on his cheeks. With a roar and a clap of his hands, the wooden giant launched its attack.
"Boruto! You bastard! I will not allow you to destroy Konoha!"
Naruto roared, claiming the moral high ground.
That only made Boruto angrier. He shouted back:
"I, Boruto Uzumaki, have returned to overthrow your tyranny! Fellow Konoha ninja—Konoha must not allow this tyrant to continue ruling!
Konoha needs a new Hokage! Someone who serves the village, not a demon who destroys it!"
Boruto's voice was so loud, that the entire village heard it.
Countless villagers gazed in panic at the distant battle of the giants; ninjas exchanged uncertain looks.
It seemed—
This was a battle between father and son. It wasn't their place to intervene.
Just then, Koharu emerged from Root, ecstatic at the sight.
"Homura, this is our chance! We can back Boruto as the new Hokage—no one will object, not even Naruto."
Homura nodded greedily.
"Right, the boy has awakened the First Hokage's power—he's fit to be Hokage. Naruto isn't suitable now."
Meanwhile, the battle raged, shaking the earth.
Boruto's rhetoric—overturning everything Naruto had done for Konoha—drove Naruto into a frenzy.
"Boruto, you bastard! I won't let you go today!"
"And that's your precious son, right? An outsider with no real ties—I'll kill him!"
Furious, Boruto, though on the defensive, saw Kawaki in the distance and was enraged. The Mangekyo in his pupils spun rapidly.
Dojutsu: Amaterasu!
With a roar, the black flames of Amaterasu erupted. No one expected Boruto's Mangekyo ability to be Amaterasu.
Kawaki, in the distance, screamed in agony as the black flames burned him.
"Aaahhhh!!!"
"Kawaki!"
Seeing his godson in such pain, Naruto was furious.
At that moment, two figures suddenly appeared, trying to snatch Kawaki.
"Put Kawaki down!"
With a roar, the massive golden Nine-Tails' claw swept by, shaking the earth.
The two who tried to capture Kawaki were Delta and Boro from Kara.
"Boruto, you bastard, colluding with outsiders to destroy the village is unforgivable!"
Seeing Boruto working with outsiders, Naruto went all out.
"Stop him, now!"
The terrifying battle echoed on. Meanwhile, lurking in Konoha's shadows, Otsutsuki Urashiki was astonished.
"I didn't expect it to go this well—Konoha is tearing itself apart."
Urashiki hadn't expected the plan to succeed so smoothly.
"This is getting more and more interesting."
With a mocking smile, Urashiki prepared to infiltrate Konoha and retrieve the Otsutsuki clan's time-space artifact.
Elsewhere, inside a distant building, Uchiha Sarada, dressed like a delinquent girl, stared blankly into the distance.
"Why—why can't it end, after all the pain the village has suffered?"
The tomoe in Sarada's eyes spun, three tomoe appearing as her fury grew.
She realized now how wrong she'd been.
Naruto, as Hokage, had lost all reason in his anger and impulsiveness. He never considered the damage he caused the village.
A surge of anger and resentment flared in Sarada's eyes.