Konoha: The Soul King from the Uchiha Clan

Chapter 330 A Second Blossom

Before activating the Flying Thunder God Technique, a thought suddenly flashed through Uchiha Gen's mind.

Using the Flying Thunder God Technique to get intimate with the wife of a powerful ninja renowned for it, even though she is dead, wouldn't that be considered a unique form of NTR (Netorare)?

In a flash, Uchiha Gen appeared outside the window of Kushina's master bedroom, opened the half-closed window, drew back the curtains, and slipped inside.

The pale moonlight shone through the window onto the floor and the bed. On the bed, a figure lay on her side, covered with a thin blanket, her curves exquisite.

Although Kushina had not been a ninja for many years, she still retained her basic alertness. She opened her eyes, stood up, and looked around. When she saw the familiar figure, she relaxed again.

Actually, Kushina had only been asleep for a short while before Uchiha Gen arrived...

When Kushina went to bed, she saw a photo of herself and Minato Namikaze on the bedside table, and a wave of guilt washed over her, leaving her feeling extremely conflicted.

It took Kushina quite a while to figure it out...

We've already supported each other through thick and thin, complementing each other's strengths and weaknesses. It's too late to say anything now. Isn't it just asking for trouble if we keep dwelling on it?

Uchiha Gen walked to the bedside, reached out and lifted Kushina from under the covers...

Kushina wore an orange-red onesie nightgown, revealing her small, white feet and fair, shapely legs. Perhaps a little shy, she buried her head in Uchiha Gen's arms without saying a word.

With a whoosh, the two figures vanished, only to reappear in the bedroom where they had been entwined that afternoon…

Although he longed to be intimate with Kushina in her bedroom, Gen Uchiha knew that the time was not yet right.

Kushina still has reservations and cannot completely let go. She needs time to gradually unlock her potential, and it cannot be rushed.

Three hours later, the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped.

Uchiha Gen held Kushina, whose pretty face was flushed and whose eyes were like autumn water, in his right arm as she lay on the headboard. He gently stroked her smooth, fragrant shoulders, and with a snap, lit a cigarette that he had prepared beforehand, exhaling a puff of blue smoke.

After two fierce battles, both men had reached their limits and had no choice but to cease hostilities.

"You still smoke?" Kushina glanced at him sideways, her voice more languid and charming than usual.

"I don't smoke often; I take a break now and then."

Uchiha Gen smiled slightly, lowered his head and kissed Kushina's forehead, ignoring the sweat that was still wet on her forehead.

I can't exactly tell you that a cigarette afterward is better than being a god, can I?

Feeling the love and care from those around her, Kushina felt a warmth in her heart. Suddenly, an idea struck her, and she said, "By the way, let's not tell anyone about our affair. It's best if only we know, okay?"

Sneaking around?

Okay, sneaking around is kind of fun too.

"Yes, I'll try my best to keep it a secret, but I don't think it will last long. Misaka and the others aren't stupid."

"Let's keep it a secret for as long as we can."

"Sigh, I never thought that Mikoto and I would end up sharing a husband. It's really a cruel twist of fate."

"Hmm... Fate is unpredictable."

Uchiha Gen, smoking and savoring the lingering, intoxicating taste, replied somewhat perfunctorily.

"Hmph, it's not entirely fate's doing. How did you, you wicked fellow, end up targeting us so early on?"

"Shouldn't you only like young and pretty girls?"

Kushina was probably a little angry, and she reached out from under the covers and gave Uchiha Gen a light twist on the waist.

"Of course you are no less beautiful than young girls, and you are even better than them."

Although Uchiha Gen didn't feel any pain, he still grimaced.

Thirty-year-old Kushina was delighted to hear such praise.

"Alright, it's getting late, let's take a shower and then rest."

Aren't you going back?

"I want to hold you while I sleep, and then I'll take you back home before dawn."

"All right."

After pretending to hesitate for a moment, Kushina, who had been alone in her room for many years, nodded.

"Time to take a shower."

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Uchiha Gen picked up the naked Kushina and headed towards the bathroom in the bedroom.

"ah……"

Kushina let out a soft cry, her fair and slender arms instinctively wrapping around Uchiha Gen's neck.

Although I couldn't help but try to take advantage of him a little, this time I took a simple bath, which only took about ten minutes.

After emerging, Uchiha Gen used his masterful chakra control to first dry Kushina's red hair with fire-style chakra, then dried his own hair, and finally embraced Kushina's delicate body and fell asleep.

As is Mikoto and the others' usual wake-up routine, the alarm clock rang on time.

After getting dressed, Uchiha Gen first took Kushina home, then returned home and took a nap with Mikoto.

As for the shadow clone, it left the bedroom and disappeared in a puff of white smoke. According to the information transmitted back, everything was normal.

After that, Kushina was put on Uchiha Gen's schedule, always on his days off.

As the frequency of intimacy increased, their feelings for each other deepened.

Time flies, and half a year has passed. It is now Konoha year 58.

……

On February 2nd, Uchiha Gen received a message from Orochimaru and went to Orochimaru's residence in Konoha that evening.

This time, neither Red Bean nor Yakushi Kabuto is here.

They spent some time preparing a hot pot, and the master and apprentice sat together to enjoy dinner.

"We haven't even congratulated you on becoming the Fifth Hokage yet..."

Orochimaru raised his wine glass, a slight smile appearing on his pale, bloodless face.

"He hasn't officially taken office yet."

Uchiha Gen raised his wine glass and clinked it against Orochimaru's, then the two drank it down in one gulp.

"It was bound to happen sooner or later. If I'm not mistaken, you must have used some method to forcibly subdue the old man and his group, right?"

"Otherwise, given their outdated thinking and vested interests, they would never agree to you becoming Hokage."

Uchiha Gen picked up a piece of hot beef tripe, nodded slightly, and said, "Orochimaru-sensei is indeed insightful. That's right, I forced them with my strength."

"strength?"

Orochimaru's face showed a hint of surprise. "What level has your strength reached now?"

"Not far from being the God of Shinobi," said Uchiha Gen out of modesty and his habit of holding back his trump cards.

With the blessing of Sage Mode and the Primordial Scripture, his current strength has surpassed that of Hashirama Senju, although Hashirama Senju's strength is indeed not far behind his.

Hmm... what it really means is that Hashirama Senju was not much different from him.

"Hiss... How is that possible? According to my research, your eyes..." Orochimaru said in shock.

Since learning about his disciple's Mangekyou Sharingan, he has collected a lot of related information, both openly and secretly.

Aside from his own disciples, perhaps no one in this world understands the Mangekyou Sharingan better than him.

"My eyes could never reach the level of an eternal kaleidoscope, could they?"

"Logically it's impossible, but my Mangekyou Sharingan is very special; it's an ability that has never appeared in the history of the Uchiha clan."

"Let's not talk about that. Teacher, your sudden return to Konoha... could it be that your research has succeeded?"

Upon hearing this, Orochimaru's shock vanished, replaced by an arrogant expression. "That's right, I've succeeded in my research."

"Take a look."

After saying that, Orochimaru formed hand seals, and with a whoosh, a cloud of white smoke rose up. He grabbed the scroll in the smoke and flung it out.

Uchiha Gen reached out and caught it, then unrolled the scroll, revealing six large characters...

The art of resurrection!

After tidying up the dishes on the table, Uchiha Gen laid out the scroll and began reading intently while eating hot pot.

The occasional look of amazement on Uchiha Gen's face greatly pleased Orochimaru, making him feel as if he had regained his confidence as a teacher...

(End of this chapter)