Naruto, Uzumaki Menma, just wants to conquer the world

This is Utane Koharu's question: "Uzumaki Menma, do you want to betray Konoha?"

"I never said I would betray Konoha, but I want to fight for my rights as a human being. I think..."

"I have bargaining chips now." Menma adjusted his sitting posture, leaning back against the chair, crossing his legs, arrogant yet elegant.

This is Mitomon En's reminder: "Uzumaki Menma, please don't be so rude."

"Is it rude to call you a youngster?" Menma shrugged his shoulders with an extremely arrogant attitude.

This was a secret meeting unknown to outsiders, where issues were discussed without any mercy.

They don't have any bargaining chips that can threaten Menma, on the contrary, Menma himself is the bargaining chip that can threaten them.

They hope that the young man will return to the army to support...

They also don't want to see the boy turn against them...

This is Sarutobi Hiruzen's question: "Menma, do you already know the truth?"

"Now is the time for a real ninja war, and it's the first time in a hundred years. I think we should unite in this situation, right?"

These old guys knew that now, this young man was no longer a tool they could manipulate.

Only one year later...

Obviously a year ago, this kid was still a Genin, a kid in a ninja school...

Finally, an agreement was reached, and Konoha would announce to the ninja world that Uzumaki Menma was no longer Konoha's Nine-Tails Jinchuriki.

Likewise, Uzumaki Menma would seal the Nine-Tails into Naruko Namikaze's body.

Yes, he abandoned the Nine-Tails, he abandoned Tamamo.

In Satsuki's room, she was still immersed in the memory of her conversation with Menma a few days ago...

This is Zuo Yue's question: "Who is it? I'm going to kill her."

The air was filled with murderous intent.

This is Menma's answer: "This has nothing to do with you. Anyway, let's not meet again in the future."

There were no emotional fluctuations.

After that, Zuo Yue returned to her room and locked herself inside.

Lying on his side on the bed, not eating or drinking, the water stains on the pillow had dried up, and the tear marks on his cheeks were clearly visible.

A ninja should be someone who can tolerate emotions and endure pain.

What kind of mood is she in now? She herself doesn't know, her mind is no longer able to think.

She remained like this for several days, and Menma did not go to see her.

It was not until Jiraiya and Hatake Kakashi were about to return that they took her back.

Those were precious memories of Tamamo, when Menma was only eight or nine years old:

In the morning, the cute little blond boy was sleeping soundly in bed.

A sweet, seductive voice rang in his ears: "Master~Master~"

"Master, wake up. The alarm is ringing."

He turned over, pretended not to hear, and continued to sleep.

"Master, if you don't get up, you'll be late for school~"

"Well, it doesn't matter if you don't go."

"No, if you don't experience the precious campus life, it will be bad for the master's physical and mental development~"

"Five more minutes of sleep."

As we all know, his "Sleep for Five More Minutes" is almost like a permanent magic card and trap card, and these long five minutes will never pass.

He has many such excuses, such as "definitely next time" which is also a permanent skill.

However, Tamamo, who lived with him day and night, knew him very well and did not fall for his tricks.

"Well, there's really nothing I can do about the Master." Tamamo put her hands on her hips and pouted her lips in dissatisfaction.

Today, she deliberately changed into a maid uniform, which she called the result of her "maid training."

"If Master doesn't get up, then don't blame me for being rude?~"

Without hesitation, he lifted the quilt, crawled in, and wrapped the quilt tightly around him.

The skillful movements make people wonder: Why are you so skilled?

The fragrance filled the boy's nostrils, and his body was soft and silky, worthy of the name of the nine-tailed fox that brought disaster to the country and the people.

Hands as soft as jade went around his arms to hold him, and two soft things pressed against his back.

"Well, if Master doesn't want to get up, I will also hold Master to sleep!"

Any normal male should be unable to resist Tamamo's beauty, right?

Wrong. Human beings are born in this world and should have higher pursuits than sexual desire, appetite and sleep.

That is an ideal, that is a belief, that is an extreme and stubborn thought.

Such an extreme person would never surrender even if he were cut into pieces.

Normal people will not understand such a twisted person, because normal people just cannot endure the pain of torture and the temptation of food and sex.

But, he is Gotham's Bat, he is the twisted Joker...

He wants to be the Superman of Metropolis.

076 Breaking up with Satsuki in order to be with Naruko?

Well, the most important point that cannot be ignored is...

The boy is only about eight or nine years old now.

Menma broke free from her embrace, threw back the quilt, sat up, and said impatiently, "I know, I know, I'll just get up!"

Drop drop. Drop drop. Drop drop.

The alarm went off, exactly on time.

Menma looked at the alarm clock, then looked at Tamamo lying on the bed...

Tamamo deliberately lay on her side in a provocative posture, looking at him with a wicked smile.

The boy's anger was burning in his heart.

"Didn't you say the alarm went off?"

"Yes!"

She sat up calmly, picked up the alarm clock beside her and turned it off, poking her chin with her finger to act cute: "Well, Tamamo-kun has calculated the time for Master to stay in bed~"

She got up from the bed, tidied her clothes, hair, and makeup, walked to the side, picked up the cook's bib and put it on, saying, "Please wash up quickly after you get up. I will prepare breakfast for you!"

The boy stood in front of the mirror brushing his teeth, his impatient dead fish-like eyes reflecting his mood at the moment.

Not long after, he sighed as if he was about to let go...

This pink-haired Ninetales is completely different from the other Ninetales. He is gentle, kind (questionable), likes to tell jokes, and likes to play tricks on people...

Even though he's useless and has countless minor flaws, he's still a roommate you can get along with.

After getting dressed and walking out of the bathroom, I saw today’s breakfast on the small table.

The pink-haired woman stood in a respectful manner with her eyes downcast, perfectly taking on the role of a maid. She bowed and said, "Master, breakfast is ready. Please enjoy."

Sixth sense? Spider sense?

Anyway, at a certain moment, Menma had a bad feeling.

He sat down cautiously, thinking: She usually likes to play tricks on people and do nothing, why is it that the sun is rising from the west today?

Milk, bread, eggs, ham, a common breakfast that dogs can make.

Before starting to eat breakfast, he did not forget to observe Tamamo's expression: she was still standing there calmly with a stiff smile on her face, nothing unusual.

Menma suspiciously picked up the milk and brought it to his mouth, but drinking it was a different experience.

The pungent spiciness rushes straight into the throat, instantly clearing the tired brain.

"Sorry sorry, poof..."

"I think I accidentally added mustard..."

"Sorry about that."

She was almost grinning from ear to ear.

Menma felt insulted, his anger level ↑↑↑

Tamamo smiled insincerely and apologized: "Sorry, sorry, I'll get you another cup right away."

Soon, she placed new milk in front of the boy.

Menma looked at her suspiciously and asked distrustfully, "You didn't put wasabi in this time?"

"No."

This guy is still smiling, and it looks like something is wrong.

"Really?"

“I really didn’t.”

Menma lifted the milk and handed it to Tamamo.

"I don't believe it. Take a sip and let me see."

Tamamo pretended to be embarrassed, "Well, well, that's right! I'm a professional maid, how can I drink my master's coffee?"

"It's okay. I ordered you to drink. A maid should obey her master's orders, right?"

Seeing that this method didn't work, Tamamo used another excuse and pretended to be shy: "Master, do you want to kiss me... indirectly?"

"Yes! If you say so, then it is! Just tell me whether you want to drink or not!"

Menma stared at her with a confident look that said, "I've seen through your pangolin identity."

Tamamo pretended to be hesitant for a while, but still took the cup and took a sip.

After confirming that she had no reaction, Menma took the cup doubtfully and looked at it.

Tamamo tilted her head, looked at him with a smile, and said, "Don't worry, there is no wasabi in this cup."

Menma took a sip cautiously: indeed, it only had the unpalatable taste of milk (Menma didn't like drinking milk), it seemed that nothing had been done.

After drinking the milk and eating the bread, Tamamo's voice came out at an inappropriate time: "It's just that I added a little bit..."

"What?" Menma spoke unclearly with a piece of bread in his mouth.

"My ingredients are in it." Tamamo's cheeks were lightly flushed.

Menma looked at her in surprise while wondering what was added.

"But since you don't mind the indirect kiss, you shouldn't mind me being inside..."

"Add a little of my love for you?"

However, despite such a sweet past, it is now time to part ways.

This is a basement located on the outskirts of Konoha.

The girl lay unconscious on the stone bed, her long golden hair loose, making her already beautiful face even more gentle.

The blond boy stood beside her, opening the scroll and preparing to seal it.

Meanwhile, in the forest, Danzo asked Jiraiya, "If we capture Uzumaki Menma now, what are our chances of winning?"

"Even if it's me, I'm not sure I can get the hemp down there."

"That's your disciple."

"Stop being funny. Who says a master is definitely stronger than a disciple?" Jiraiya said with a smile, spreading his hands.

She continued, "Don't forget, I don't have the ability to subdue the Two-Tails Jinchuriki, defeat the Yondaime Raikage and the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki."