Naruto, Uzumaki Menma, just wants to conquer the world

His love...

His wisdom...

His power...

His bloodline...

I want them all?

He opened my eyes to a greater purpose, he stirred a fire in me, and that fire burned brightly in my heart.

At that time (last week), I was the Mizukage of Kirigakure. I was at a loss as to the future of my country and my ninja village. I couldn’t even see my own future.

Until that day, I met him.

There was unusual intelligence and alertness in his eyes, and I knew that he was the person I had been looking for.

I long for his company, his attention, and even more for his approval...

There is a huge age gap between us, but...

I hope he can understand my inner distress, I want him to be my comrade, my confidant, or even...

My husband?

I know that such thoughts are a little crazy and a little morbid, but I can't control my emotions and can't suppress my inner impulse.

I want to possess him, I want everything about him to be mine.

I want to imprison him in my world and make it impossible for him to escape from my control.

However, he didn't seem to understand my feelings and always kept his distance from me.

Every time I tried to get close to him, he would cleverly avoid my touch, making it impossible for me to reach his heart.

I felt helpless and hopeless, as if the whole world was against me.

But I won’t give up, never.

I will try my best to make him understand my feelings.

I will let him know that only I can understand his heart and only I can help him realize his dream.

I'll make him realize that we're meant to be together and conquer the ninja world.

I would give everything I have in exchange for his love and wisdom...

I will make him my strength and the fulfillment of all my desires...

Maybe this is a combination of twisted love and possessiveness?

But I don’t care what others think of me, I only know what I want and I only know that I want to pursue my dreams.

That boy, his every move touched my heart.

His smile, his eyes, and his words all make me feel extremely satisfied and happy.

I know I have fallen deeply in love with him.

I know I can't live without him.

However, I also know that this kind of love is not accepted by the world...

They will speak ill of me, but...

I don't care what they say, I don't care what anyone says.

All I know is that I want to pursue my own happiness and realize my dreams.

He is everything to me, he is my world.

I will use all of me to love him, to protect him, to help him realize his dream. I will make him my only one, I will make him my world.

It doesn’t matter if you are vicious, crazy, or considered a pervert in the eyes of the world.

All I know is that I want to pursue my own happiness, I want to realize my dreams, and I want that boy to be everything to me.

In the deep forest, Menma was running away in panic, his face full of fear, as if there was endless darkness and unknown danger behind him.

Oh, that’s not right. We’ve already won, why are you still so panicked?

Menma himself doesn't know, maybe it comes from the fear of yanderes?

When I think of Bai, I think of Satsuki, I think of Naruko, I think of Yandere...

When I think of Yandere, I think of being imprisoned, and I think of being forced to become a Star Fury...

Menma's imagination can only advance to this level.

This is the bad nature of Uzumaki Menma.

Why couldn't he just be a Star Wrath? He treated others as Star Wrath in his previous life, and now he is treated as Star Wrath by others. This is the retribution.

However, if Uzumaki Menma were asked to defend himself, he would definitely say, "No, absolutely not! I can only be a master, not a Starfury!"

The trees in the forest were dense, and the sunlight dappled on the ground, making the road ahead even more blurry.

Suddenly, a light illuminated the front of him.

He saw a beautiful and mature woman: her features were beautiful and unique, her long reddish-brown hair was like flowing lava, thick and shiny, each strand seemed to contain depth, and shone with an alluring warm glow.

Her bangs were extremely thick, almost covering her crystal clear green eyes, and completely covering her right eye. One could suspect that her right eye was hiding some secret.

Is it just to cover up the scar? Or something else?

The pupil of the left eye still radiates a charming light, as if it is the brightest star in the night sky, attracting all eyes.

Her face is exquisite, like a carefully crafted work of art, her red lips are as soft as rose petals, and her slightly upturned mouth corners always have a mysterious smile, making her charm irresistible.

Her skin was white and flawless, as if it were porcelain that had never been exposed to the sun, delicate and smooth, and her cheeks were like ripe cherries, so delicate and tempting.

Her figure is graceful and attractive, with her plump breasts and hips forming perfect curves, and her slender and soft waist forming a sharp contrast with her plump upper body, adding a bit of seductive charm.

And those long legs are amazingly beautiful. The combination of fishnet stockings and long boots is quite interesting, arousing men's desires.

Her long hair fluttered in the wind, exuding a faint fragrance, and her warm and charming smile was like warm water.

At this moment, Xiaojiu's voice sounded in his mind.

"Be careful~"

"This woman's target is you~"

"Don't struggle in vain. You will never be able to defeat this woman."

Hearing Xiaojiu's sarcastic remarks, Menma stopped and looked at the woman in front of him cautiously, thinking to himself: Could it be that this woman is here to capture me too?

The beautiful woman introduced herself with a smile: Kirigakure Jonin, Mei Terumi.

She explained to Menma the current situation of Kirigakure, namely: under the rule of the Fourth Mizukage, Kirigakure's people are living in poverty, so...

Now she is recruiting people to overthrow the tyranny of the Fourth Mizukage.

Uzumaki Menma was half-believing and half-doubting. At this time, Mei Terumi had already walked forward and invited Uzumaki Menma.

"You don't need to run away anymore, join me, I will protect you."

The beautiful woman reached out and gently held the boy's hand, and without caring whether Menma agreed or not, she led him away.

The warmth in her palms calmed Menma's heart.

Is this the power of big sister?

However, Menma still has doubts in his heart...

Hey, hey, hey? Why do I feel like something is wrong? It's very familiar, this routine...

But then he looked at the woman.

The beautiful woman is tall, elegant and mature.

She has a curvy figure, a slim waist, full breasts, round and perky buttocks, and long legs...

She exudes the charm of a mature woman all the time......

Little girl = little devil = yandere = dangerous

Then comparatively speaking, a mature older sister like this is safe.

Maybe it’s because they’ve been locked up for too long, so the virus has started, and their smart IQ has dropped...

Or maybe it's because of subconscious stereotypes...

In short, these various reasons prompted Menma to make the wrong choice again.

He followed the woman away, the forest behind him slowly disappearing from sight.

The ninja world is not short of technology, but what it lacks is social ideas.

Backward thinking and a social system that does not match the productivity have resulted in the vast majority of advanced technologies not being put into production. The corrupt upper class is doing its utmost to prevent the "new changes" that would threaten themselves.

In the sunny morning, the young boy Menma Uzumaki stood in the wide field, his eyes flashing with determination.

He held a unique and rough iron object in his hand. No one recognized it, but the knowledgeable ninja guessed that it should be a new type of musket?

But isn't the appearance too rough?

Then, Menma began to introduce this gun...

Front sight, rear sight, barrel, bolt handle, gas hoop, piston, piston rod, gas tube, receiver, egg box, recoil mechanism, recoil frame, recoil spring, recoil spring connecting rod, bolt, hammer, trigger, bolt lock, extractor, ejector, firing pin, grip, buttstock, safety, speed selector, upper cover...

In short, this is a gun that Menma made with his own hands (really with his own hands) after countless days and nights of research (referring to stealing knowledge from memory) and experiments (referring to secretly firing two rounds to confirm that it works and will not explode).

Ninjas are very deft and their handiwork is as precise as that of a lathe. Although the appearance of this finished product is hard to describe, Menma will never admit that it is due to his poor craftsmanship.

Please, I'm only eight years old!

Eight years old!

If I were an 18-year-old, I would just rub the dark matter with my hands. Who would play with you? (Justified)

The ninjas were lined up neatly around the venue, their eyes focused on Menma and the gun in his hand, with curiosity and confusion on their faces.

There was a tense and expectant atmosphere in the air, as if foreshadowing that an unprecedented change was about to take place.

Menma took a deep breath, raised the gun horizontally in front of his chest, and aimed at the target in the distance.

Future, face, and token of allegiance all depend on this.

At this moment, Uzumaki Menma, who had flexible beliefs, pragmatic superstition, was praying in his heart to 114514 gods, demons and monsters from different worlds, mythologies and religions to protect the gun from failing at this moment.

Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, six roots of pure depleted uranium bombs, one breath 3,600 turns, great compassion and great mercy to save the world...

Namo 152th Venerable, with great magical powers, a blooming bomb can cover a thousand square meters, saving all sentient beings to paradise...

Namo Wujiu Gai Jin Gang, who often turns five pairs of wisdom wheels, has a copper head and iron arms with infinite strength, and is the invincible goddess in the world...

Namo Buddha, the king of many turrets, the truth is the rivet-like steamed steel, the political commissar is powerful but his name is unknown, he is brave, diligent and fearless.

His hand was steady and strong, as if he were one with the gun.

With a deafening bang, a fierce flame spurted out of the muzzle of the gun, and a huge recoil force was transmitted to Menma's arm.

OK, it worked!

It can ring!

Didn't explode!

Great success!

The Kirigakure ninjas were stunned by the sudden loud noise.

Their eyes were fixed on the location of the target in the distance.

There, the originally stationary object was now riddled with bullet holes and filled with smoke and dust.

For a moment, the field was completely silent, with only the wind blowing gently, taking away wisps of smoke and dust.

Menma squeezed his eyes shut and listened to the silence.

He knew that this was a sign that the ninjas were impressed by his invention.

Finally, a ninja broke the silence, his voice filled with incredible surprise: "What is this? It has such power!"