Naruto, Uzumaki Menma, just wants to conquer the world

Her eyes were full of obsession and persistence, as if Menma was the only thing in her life.

Ruizi's face flushed slightly and her breathing became a little rapid.

She stared at Menma closely, as if she wanted to engrave him deeply in her heart.

Menma felt the girl's gaze and felt a little uneasy.

He tried to divert his attention, but the fanatical gaze followed him like a shadow and he couldn't get rid of it.

"You, what's wrong?" Menma finally couldn't help but ask.

Ruizi didn't answer, but just stared at him more passionately.

Her eyes were filled with deep emotion, as if telling an untold story.

Menma didn't know how to respond and could only silently endure the fanatical gaze.

He tried to understand the other person's emotions, but the passionate look made him feel a little suffocated.

No, he understood, he totally understood...

He could feel that he would die if he refused her request.

"Menma!" Lei Zi called his name, and then grabbed his hand without hesitation.

Menma was slightly stunned, looking at the girl in front of him, a little overwhelmed.

The girl was quite strong, causing his hand to hurt slightly.

But he did not withdraw his hand, because he saw from the girl's eyes...

Yandere?

Lei Zi's gaze became more and more fanatical, and her pupils trembled slightly, as if she was trying her best to suppress her inner emotions.

The corner of her mouth curled up into a morbid smile, and her teeth were biting her lower lip, as if she was enduring some pain. "Come home with me," the girl said, her voice full of determination.

She held Menma's hand tightly, as if she was afraid of losing him.

Menma said nothing, but nodded silently.

Can't refuse...

Don't dare to refuse...

That is the fear engraved deep in the soul.

I clearly feel that I should stay away from such dangerous women, but I just can't say it. I always feel that this is how I died in my previous life.

Lei Zi pulled him through the bustling city and into a luxury car.

The surrounding scenery changes from bustling markets to quiet alleys to wide avenues.

Finally, they arrived in front of a luxurious villa.

The iron gate of the villa slowly opened, as if welcoming their return.

The garden behind the door is full of various flowers, and the fragrance is overwhelming.

Walking into the villa, you will find the decoration inside is exquisite and elegant, and every detail shows the owner's taste and wealth.

"This will be your home from now on." The girl said softly, with a hint of tenderness in her fanatical eyes, which was very strange.

Menma looked around, but he couldn't feel a sense of belonging.

I always feel...

The translation of her words should be: This is your prison.

He didn't remember this place and didn't understand why he was here.

But he didn't ask, because he knew that the answer might be in the mouth of the girl in front of him.

Leizi showed him around the villa, each room having its own unique purpose and decoration.

When they came to a door, the girl stopped.

She took a deep breath, as if trying to calm herself down.

"This will be your room from now on." Ruizi opened the door and inside was a spacious and bright bedroom.

There was a photo of him hanging on the wall, his guitar on the desk, and a photo of him and a girl on the bedside table.

Menma walked in and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar environment, feeling an inexplicable sense of doubt in his heart.

The room was strange...

The items are familiar...

"I've been waiting for you." Lei Zi walked over to him and gently hugged his shoulders. "I missed you so much after you left."

Menma said nothing.

Lei Zi held the boy's hand tightly and led him through the dark corridor to the door of the basement.

She gently turned the doorknob with slightly trembling fingers, as if opening up a mysterious world.

The door slowly opened and the two walked into the dim basement.

They passed through piles of debris and finally came to a relatively open place.

There was a worn wooden table and a few rickety chairs, some dusty books and miscellaneous items piled in the corner, and then there was the bed...

That bed was very out of place.

Only the bed was carefully made.

Menma had a bad feeling.

Ruizi stopped and turned to face the boy.

There was a strange smile on her face and a sickly gleam in her eyes.

"Now, there are only two of us here." Her voice was a little low, as if it came from another world.

Menma felt uneasy at her gaze and tried to pull away from her hand, but the girl held him tightly, not letting him leave.

Obviously, his strength should be above the other party, but...

The girl's sickly look made him lack the courage to resist.

That is the shackles of the heart.

"What do you want to do?" Menma asked in fear.

Leizi didn't answer, but continued to stare at him with that fanatical gaze. Her fingers gently stroked his cheek, as if feeling his temperature and texture.

Menma felt an inexplicable fear and uneasiness. He didn't know what this girl wanted.

He tried to remain calm, but the fanatical gaze made it impossible for him to calm down.

Suddenly, the girl took a step forward and hugged the boy tightly.

Her breathing was rapid and her chest heaved, as if she was under tremendous emotional pressure.

"Please, don't leave me." Lei Zi's voice was trembling and pleading, "You are my only one, I can't lose you."

Menma felt an inexplicable fear and uneasiness, and he didn't know how to respond to the girl's emotions.

He tried to comfort the girl and calm her down, but his words didn't seem to have any effect.

As time goes on, Saten's gaze becomes more frenetic and her behavior becomes more impulsive and unpredictable.

Menma began to worry about his safety and tried to find a way to leave.

However, in front of the fanatical Riri Saotome, he had nowhere to escape.

Before he knew it, Menma had been forced to the bedside.

Suddenly, Ruizi leaned forward and gently kissed Menma. Her lips were soft and warm, with a faint fragrance.

escape?

There is no escape.

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The basement was dark and cold, with dim lights illuminating the small space.

This place is filled with the scent of Lei Zi and her unique taste.

Ruiko stared at Menma closely, her eyes full of obsession and possessiveness.

She smiled and gently stroked the boy's cheek, her fingers sliding over his body like cold snakes.

The boy wanted to speak, but Riri Saten blocked his mouth with her socks.

She slowly pushed the boy down to the floor...

Her movements were gentle yet powerful...

It was as if they were performing some mysterious ritual.

Menma felt the breath of Ruiko blowing in his ear, "If you lose your memory, then just create it again."

Ruiko's breath gradually became hotter, and her lips gently pressed against Menma's cheek.

The basement was filled with the sounds of Tetsuko and Menma's breathing, their heartbeats beating in sync under the dim light.

She gently stroked Menma's cheek, her fingertips as light as feathers, causing waves of itch.

Ruiko pressed her body tightly against his, and she gently held Menma's face with her cold hands and kissed him deeply again.

Under the dim light, the two figures overlapped.

Their bodies fit together, and Lei Zi enjoyed this wonderful intimacy.

In this dim basement, poor Menma and yandere Ruiko spent a night full of mystery and danger.

However, the story does not end there.

Because Ruiko Saten's desires and possessiveness will never be satisfied, she will continue to control Menma and make him a prisoner in her heart.

Ruiko didn't have as much energy as Menma, and she quickly ran out of strength.

So she quickly called her helpers.

That was a friend that Ruiko made during her time in Academy City, and he was also an old acquaintance of Menma's previous life.

Afterwards, Ruiko gently tidied up her appearance.

Gently combing the slightly messy hair, trying to make it a little tidy again.

Her eyes were a little blurry as she looked at herself in the mirror, gently pursing her lips, trying to hide the shyness and excitement that had not yet completely faded away.

Although she had simply tidied her hair, her image was still casually messy, with a few strands of hair gently sticking to her cheeks, adding a bit of lazy charm.

There was a barely perceptible hint of satisfaction and happiness in his eyes, as if everything he had just experienced was so beautiful and worth cherishing.

"Hey, come in!" she shouted to the door.

Flanda, who is usually lively and active, entered the room timidly, clutching the corner of her clothes tightly with her hands, looking uneasy.

She stammered, "I, I..."

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The petite Franda has enviable long golden curly hair. The golden hair flows on her shoulders like a waterfall, sparkling with warm light.

The blue eyes are deep and bright, as if hiding endless wisdom and mystery.

The sharp contrast between her snow-white skin and her blonde hair adds a touch of purity and nobility.

The slim high school student always wears a miniskirt, showing off her slender legs.

Her legs are long and well-proportioned, tightly wrapped in stockings, revealing an indescribable temptation, which makes her legs look more mysterious and attractive.

The mini skirt swayed gently with her steps, showing her lively side.

Wearing a beret, his eyes under the brim reveal a firmness and confidence, and his smile is bright and brilliant, making people feel warm and friendly.

She knew what was going to happen next, and she wanted to refuse, "I think I should..."

Flanda just opened her mouth, just about to refuse...