Naruto Immersive Replay, The Curse of the Sharingan

Suddenly, a deep yet clear "Uchiha Nagi" broke your reverie.

You turn your head and look in the direction of the sound, only to see that Ban has approached you at some point, almost within arm's reach.

Before you could react, Ban suddenly leaned forward, his warm breath instantly enveloping you.

Your pupils contracted sharply, you felt a soft touch on your lips, and your mind went blank for a moment.

His throat felt like it was choked by something, and he couldn't speak for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Madara asked calmly, his tone as relaxed as if nothing had happened, though a hint of mockery flickered in his deep eyes.

You underestimated Ban's shamelessness. Your cheeks flushed slightly. You turned your head away to avoid Ban's gaze and said calmly, "It's nothing. You know it yourself."

Your voice was calm, but beneath that calmness lurked a barely perceptible tremor, as if you were trying to suppress the turmoil within.

To hide your panic, you clench your fists tightly, your nails digging deep into your palms.

Ban realized that he had been too emotional and might have frightened you, but he felt no remorse whatsoever.

You'll be his sooner or later anyway.

The Uchiha clan had a profound understanding of love. Once they set their sights on someone, they would be as persistent as moths to a flame, clinging to them even until death.

In Madara's eyes, love is so selfish. There are not many mutual loves in the world. As long as you can be with the one you love, you can be satisfied. Even if this love is called a curse, you will not hesitate.

Afterwards, you and Ban entered the slightly cramped but cozy hotel room.

Ban gently closed the door, and with that soft 'click,' the entire room seemed to be shut out from the world, leaving only the two of them breathing heavily in the air.

Your heart suddenly races, and you almost immediately grab your bathrobe and rush into the bathroom.

The moment the bathroom door closed, Ban breathed a slight sigh of relief, but his thoughts involuntarily drifted to that brief but passionate kiss with you, the soft touch still lingering on his lips.

Chapter 13: Excuses

After a while, the sound of splashing water came from the bathroom.

As a ninja, Madara had always had a keen ear, and the sound of the pattering water seemed to be invisible hands, stirring his heartstrings.

He couldn't help but imagine Uchiha Nagi's smooth, fair skin, gleaming with a captivating glow amidst the swirling moisture.

Soon, Madara Uchiha's ears turned bright red. He tried hard to dispel the erotic images in his mind, but found that the more he tried, the clearer the images became.

For the spots outside, every minute you spend in the bathroom is torture.

He paced back and forth in the room, trying to calm himself down, but his heart continued to race.

Finally, the bathroom door slowly opened, and a wave of hot air rushed out.

You, who always tie your black hair up high, now have your long hair loose, with glistening water droplets hanging from the ends. The droplets slide down your slender neck and disappear into the collar of your white bathrobe.

You noticed Ban's unusual behavior, but chose to remain silent, simply avoiding his gaze.

Ban realized his lapse in composure and quickly looked away.

He grabbed another bathrobe, fled into the bathroom, closed the door, and the sound of running water masked his inner turmoil.

Listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, you calmly picked up a book from the table, leaned against the bed, and quietly read by the warm yellow light.

When Ban came out of the bathroom, she saw you reading a book, your long hair flowing like a waterfall, and your appearance beautiful.

His movements instantly became gentle, as if afraid of disturbing you.

"There are Uchiha agents in the Land of Wind. You'll be the one to make contact with them." You closed the book in your hand and looked up to face Madara directly.

Ban paused in the act of drying his hair, his Adam's apple bobbing as he let out a low, hoarse "hmm."

He pressed the switch by the bedside, and in an instant, the entire room was swallowed by thick darkness, with only the moonlight shining through the thin gauze curtains, casting dappled shadows on the floor.

Lying in bed, Ban could hear his own heart pounding.

The cotton bathrobe rustled against the blanket as he turned to the side, his gaze greedily tracing Nagi's back.

After an unknown amount of time, Madara broke the silence, "Are you... asleep?"

"Not yet," you replied succinctly.

But the next second, you feel your entire back pressed tightly against Ban's burning hot body, his unique aura enveloping you.

You instinctively wanted to get away, but Ban's strong arm locked you in place. Feeling the warmth and undeniable strength from Ban's palm, you had no choice but to give up resisting.

"You know how I feel." Ban buried his head in your shoulder, the faint, bitter fragrance lingering around his nose, making him even more infatuated.

"The old guard won't agree to us being together, Madara." You are stating a given fact.

Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating your profile and making you look like a serene god.

Are you afraid of the opposition from your old subordinates?

Ban's words carried a hint of anger. After speaking, he gently bit your shoulder, the bite light but carrying a strong sense of punishment.

“An excuse.” Ban’s tone suddenly became hoarse as he lightly bit your bathrobe, which slipped off your shoulder. His tongue licked the teeth marks, revealing an undeniable possessiveness.

"Wait until I'm powerful enough to crush all dissenting voices?" His fingertips slowly traced your waistline. "Or are you simply too afraid to admit your own feelings?"

You silently close your eyes, feeling the pain in your shoulder and the burning heat of the spot's breath. "We'll talk about it when you're truly strong."

Upon hearing this, Ban unconsciously tightened his arms, pulling you closer to him. In the darkness, your heartbeats intertwined, indistinguishable from one another.

The noble prince got up early, his mind entirely on the two escorting ninjas, wondering if their relationship had progressed after last night.

As you and Ban walked down the stairs side by side, the prince's gaze immediately locked onto you.

However, the time he spent staring at you was far too long, which greatly displeased Madara Uchiha.

The prince felt the scene before him suddenly distort, and the once cozy hotel lobby instantly turned into a bloody hell.

All around was a rolling sea of ​​blood, and the pungent stench of blood assaulted the senses.

The piercing screams echoed in my ears, sending chills down my spine. Severed limbs floated in the sea of ​​blood, rising and falling with the waves.

The prince's face turned ashen instantly, fear gripping his heart like an invisible hand.

He tried to scream, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't make a sound.

Fortunately, the terrifying illusion ended quickly. When the prince could see clearly again, he found himself still in the hotel lobby, with Madara Uchiha coldly watching him.

At this moment, large beads of sweat rolled down the prince's forehead, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

He didn't dare stare at you anymore, only muttering under his breath, "So stingy, won't even let you look."

After a quick breakfast, the three of you embarked on your journey to Wind Crossing City, the Land of Wind.

The carriage bumped along the rugged road, kicking up clouds of dust.

On both sides of the road stretched an endless desert, with golden sand dunes gleaming dazzlingly in the sunlight.

Occasionally, you can see a few tenacious cacti struggling to survive in this barren land.

A group of bandits emerged from all directions, dressed in tattered leather armor, wielding various sharp blades, their faces contorted with ferocious smiles, and uttering piercing shouts.

You instantly entered battle mode, and in a flash, you stood in front of the prince.

Madara Uchiha moved through the bandits, unleashing the full power of his Sharingan.

Every enemy's movement became slow and clear in his eyes, and every strike was precise and deadly.

Blood splattered everywhere as the bandits fell one after another. Ban's face showed no pity, only coldness and determination.

The noble prince, hiding behind you, witnessed this bloody scene.

The ruthless killing horde chilled him to the bone. He tightly closed his eyes, unable to bear the sight of the cruel scene. His body trembled uncontrollably, and he silently prayed to reach his destination as soon as possible.

"Faster, faster!" the prince kept shouting in his heart, feeling that every second was as long as an eternity.

The carriage struggled forward amidst the bandits' encirclement, its wheels leaving deep tracks in the sand and gravel.

The bandits began to retreat, realizing that the ninja in front of them was not a prey they could easily deal with.

As the bandits dispersed, the carriage continued its journey towards Fengdu City.

After a bumpy and perilous journey, the majestic outline of Fengdu City finally comes into view.

The city stands in the vast desert, its towering walls made of massive piles of rocks, appearing impregnable.

The city gate was bustling with people. There were merchants hurrying along, residents strolling leisurely, and soldiers on patrol.

The carriage slowly came to a stop, and the noble prince, as if granted a pardon, jumped off the carriage without hesitation.

He waved happily to you and Madara, his face beaming with relief. "My two ninja lords, you must be tired from your journey. I will have someone to help you on the way, so please don't trouble yourself."

After saying that, he hurriedly blended into the crowd and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ban watched the prince's departing figure, gave a slight cold laugh, turned to look at you, and his gaze softened. "Finally, we've gotten rid of this troublesome fellow. Now, it's time to proceed with our plan."

Stepping into Fengdu City, one is immediately struck by its prosperity and bustle.

After looking around and making sure no one was paying attention, you lowered your voice and said to Madara, "Go and coordinate the intelligence first. I'll talk to you later."

Before Ban could respond, you flashed and quickly disappeared into the bustling crowd.

Ban gazed in the direction you left, a sense of loss welling up inside him, like a cold wind quietly blowing through, leaving him feeling empty.

But with the mission at hand, he quickly composed himself and walked along the street toward the designated location.

Inside a gambling den in Fengdu City, however, a completely different and bustling scene unfolded.

Like a curious child, Hashirama Senju unexpectedly developed a great interest in gambling.

But his luck was absolutely terrible; he lost miserably and almost lost all his clothes.

The gamblers in the casino saw him as a fat sheep, all eyeing him covetously, ready to fleece him.

At the same time, Ban's face was cold and serious, and he exuded an awe-inspiring aura.

Anxian lowered his head, not daring to meet the young clan leader's stern gaze, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Tell me, how is it going?" Madara Uchiha's voice was icy, as if it could freeze the surrounding air.

The undercover agents were trembling with fear, daring not to hide anything from the young clan leader, and revealed everything they knew.

On the second floor of the casino, you coldly survey the scene below.

When my gaze fell on Hashirama Senju, I couldn't help but feel a little surprised. I didn't expect to run into this guy here.

Hashirama Senju, oblivious to his impending doom, continued shouting and attempting to turn the tables.

In the inn, Tobirama Senju discovered that Hashirama was nowhere to be found. He frowned, knowing with a moment's thought that Hashirama must have gone to the gambling den again.

With a dark expression, Tobirama quickly headed to the gambling den to find Hashirama.

Just as Hashirama was about to be driven out of the gambling den by the angry gamblers, Tobirama finally arrived.

Hashirama, as if seeing a savior, clung tightly to Tobirama's leg and pleaded, "Tobirama, give me another chance, I'll definitely win it all back!"

Tobirama felt utterly humiliated by Hashirama's shamelessness. Enraged, he punched Hashirama on the head and roared, "Shut up!"

Hashirama covered his head in grievance, no longer daring to resist in the slightest.

The moment you saw Tobirama appear, you immediately became alert.

This white-haired child from the Senju clan has extremely keen senses, especially regarding the Uchiha clan.

I already witnessed it when I went to assassinate Senju Jiro last time.

At the same moment, Tobirama also sensed a familiar chakra aura.

He looked up abruptly and met a pair of cold eyes.

Instantly, the image of the assassin who had shown him mercy flashed through his mind.

Tobirama's eyes sharpened instantly, and he leaned forward slightly.

You realize that Tobirama has discovered you, and without the slightest hesitation, you turn around and leave amidst the chaos in the gambling den.

Just as Tobirama Senju was about to chase after him, Hashirama grabbed his arm tightly.

Hashirama looked at Tobirama with a blank expression, and asked, still not understanding, "Tobirama, what are you looking for?"

When Tobirama looked in that spot, it was already empty.

Tobirama Senju's anger intensified; he was practically driven mad by his older brother.

He said through gritted teeth, "It's nothing!"

Hashirama, however, persisted, his concerned gaze fixed on Tobirama as he continued to press, "Are you sure nothing's wrong? But your face looks terrifying!"