I sat in the quiet comfort of the Senju Manor. In the main courtyard, the sun hung high in the summer sky, and the air was thick with the sweet, flowery fragrance of the season. The village seemed to overflow with a fragile, hopeful peace.
I was alone, mostly because everyone else was busy with their own affairs.
I suppose this was the culmination of Azrael's work. In the end, truth really does bring peace to the soul—even when it stings at first. Eventually, the heart settles, and the mind begins to dream of new paths and fresh beginnings.
The mother-and-children reunions had been heartbreaking, yet awe-inspiring.
Mikoto held her boys as they wept. Itachi couldn't stop begging for forgiveness. That poor boy was utterly shattered; of all the surprises, he had never imagined seeing his mother again. He didn't ask how or why—he simply knelt, tears streaming, pleading over and over for absolution even as Mikoto insisted it wasn't his fault, that he had done well. In the end, mother and sons clung to one another in a trembling embrace. Another seed of hope for the Uchiha clan. No longer just Sasuke—now it was Sasuke and his whole family.
As for Kushina Uzumaki, her encounter with Naruto was… rather adorable. The boy had never known his parents, so Kushina understood she couldn't simply appear and declare herself his mother, explain that she had died, and now—by some miracle—was back. That would have been cruel, given how hard his life had already been.
Naruto might be a bit of a blockhead, but he's far from stupid. Kushina knew that better than anyone. So she played it smart: Tsunade introduced her as a "distant aunt," chatted with Naruto, and invited him for ramen "to get to know him better." Her real goal was to let him grow comfortable with her presence before revealing the truth. Yet throughout it all, Kushina couldn't stop crying—so much that Naruto grew awkwardly concerned. It worked in her favor, though; his innate kindness made him gentle with her, far sweeter than he ever was with Tsunade.
Hikari's return was by far the most complicated. When she arrived at the Hyūga compound, the guards refused her entry, branding her an imposter from the start and even threatening her. Even when she asked for her husband to come greet her, Hiashi didn't appear. I was baffled—Tsunade and I had to intervene personally before the man finally acknowledged his wife's existence. And even then, he struggled to believe it was truly her.
I expected Hikari to be hurt or disappointed, but she acted as though she had anticipated exactly this reaction. She got to see her daughters, and their reunion was tender and lovely—though under the cold scrutiny of the rest of the clan.
I couldn't entirely blame Hiashi. I don't know how Hikari looked in life before, but now she inhabited Albedo's body: flawless, naturally alluring, with a perfect, voluptuous figure and an aura of untapped power that radiated from her. Kushina and Mikoto were the same—they had all become succubi, and not just any succubi: true Embodiments of Lust, just like Albedo. I could sense the raw desire pouring off Hiashi; it was probably the first time he had ever truly lusted after his wife. The drastic change must have been why he doubted her identity—she had returned from the dead more breathtaking than ever.
I still remember what happened next. After Hikari spent time with her daughters, she wanted to take them with her, but the clan refused. Hiashi declared that if she wished to live with her children, she would have to stay within the compound—Hinata and Hanabi would not be permitted to leave.
To his utter shock, Hikari refused. She stated calmly that she now belonged to me, kissed her daughters goodbye, and promised to visit often. Tsunade and I were stunned by her boldness. Hiashi, predictably, grew furious and was on the verge of aggression—until I put him in his place.
That day, I walked away with his wife. He complained to Tsunade, only to receive a curt apology and a warning: she had already been as diplomatic as possible, and if he didn't behave, he shouldn't be surprised if his entire clan suffered the consequences.
Tsunade backed me completely.
And so it was settled.
Kushina moved into an apartment in the village with Naruto. Mikoto took Itachi and Sasuke to a modest new home; though they still owned the Uchiha compound, none of them wanted to live alone in that vast, cursed place. With Itachi as clan head, the decision rested with him. Hikari, meanwhile, moved in with me—temporarily, at least.
The women had regained their freedom, but Albedo still had plans for them. That wasn't my concern. For now, I was simply relaxing, preparing for Tsunade's address to the village in a few hours. She would stand atop the Hokage Tower and speak to everyone.
...
While I waited, a certain redhead entered the courtyard carrying a tray of tea. She looked bashful, almost shy. She asked if she could sit; I welcomed her.
"How are you holding up, Kushina? How's Naruto?" I asked gently, curious why she wasn't with her son.
"The boy ran off to play with Sasuke-kun, Sakura-chan, and Hannah-chan. All the kids are buzzing with excitement, waiting for Tsunade-sama's speech." She settled into the chair beside me and offered the tea. "I made this for you… in case you're nervous."
"Not at all—but thank you."
One of the announcements Tsunade would make was our engagement—our wedding was set for two days from now. That explained Kushina's concern.
"I-I thought you might be," she fidgeted. "Marriage is serious, dattebane. Tsunade-sama is strong and resilient, but she carries a sad past… please be gentle with her. Make her happy. Though… she already looks happier than I've ever seen her."
I still remember their awkward reunion. Tsunade and Kushina were distant relatives and quite close to one another when Kushina was still alive. They were extremely happy to see each other. The unexpected reaction had come when Kushina realised that I was engaged to Tsunade... that I was going to marry her. I still remember her despairing countenance when she begged me not to reveal to Tsunade what we had done; she didn't want to disappoint her aunt.
That despair had been shown off by shock and bewilderment when I told everything to Tsunade, telling her that not only Kushina and I had been intimate, but that she was my woman too... and there was nothing between the heavens and the earth that could separate her from him. Kushina expected both of us to be thrashed by Tsunade. To her surprise, though, Tsunade only called me a pervert and made me swear I would take care of Kushina and not play with her heart.
'A-Are...? Tsunade-sama...? Are you not going to kill me? I slept with your fiancé, dattebane!?'.
We all laughed so hard when she said that amidst drinks. We all laughed; she was the only one confused throughout all of it.
"You can't... just go around collecting women, dattebane" Kushina said, giving me a sidelong glance, "Pay attention to the women that love you..."
"Like you?~"
"Shut up, who loves you? Hmph..."
"I didn't have you for a Tsundere~"
"Tsun-what?"
"Forget it. I've been trying my best, dattebane~" I smirked, copying her speech "And I'll keep trying to make them happier every day."
At the word "them," something complex flickered across her face—an itch she couldn't quite scratch.
"And your… other women?" she asked, twirling a strand of her long red hair. "Are they happy too?"
She didn't seem as concerned with the fact that I had other women as she was with how many they were. A few of them were in this world working, sightseeing or enjoying themselves. Tsunade, Hannah, Azrael, Haku, Albedo, Kuroka, Galadriel, Anna Blair... and now Kushina, Mikoto and Hikari... there was Rin-chan too, although she wasn't ready to come out of Albedo's body.
Those were big numbers, I admit... what shocked her the most was when I told her that this is not even half of them.
Elysir, Amaterasu, Yasaka, Reina, Aqua, Ophis, Rias, Akeno, Anna, Grayfia, Leone, Nocturna, Merluna, Yuna, Alana, Solution, Shaltear, Gabriel.
'Yeah, I am a real scumbag', I sighed, not because of the numbers... but because as I said their names in my mind, I couldn't help but want all of them together in one room as I spread my love among them.
I sipped my tea and gazed at her, captivated. "…I like to think so. I certainly haven't heard any complaints."
I looked at her, "Tell me, Kushina, do you think I am someone who just collects flowers and then lets them wither without taking care of them?"
"So we're just flowers to you?" She frowned.
I put the cup down and smirked, "Are you including yourself in that garden? How cute~".
"Bastard... answer me", She asked again, flustered.
"I wouldn't exactly call you flowers... but yes, I somehow see you all that way. You are all special people who belong to me. I like to keep you, take care of you, make sure you're healthy and strong, but I won't stop myself from picking up something else that I consider beautiful, worth keeping. So yes, in a way... you're all my pretty flowers".
"Thanks for being honest at least". She evaded my gaze. Right now, she looked like the cutest girl in existence. I knew her feelings for me right now weren't exactly hers, but I wanted to change that.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" She brushed her hair aside, almost unconsciously hiding it from my view.
"Because you're beautiful. I love your red hair."
"U-Uh… really?" Her face flushed crimson. Realising it, she bit her lip in irritation. Albedo's overwhelming, intoxicating emotions were clearly warring inside her.
"I only know one other lover with red hair," I continued. "Her name is Rias. Her shade is a touch deeper, but yours is longer—and absolutely gorgeous."
"Rias…" Kushina murmured with a small smile, leaning forward slightly. "It would be nice to meet her someday."
"Why?"
"Why not? Aside from distant relatives long gone, I've never met anyone else with hair like mine, dattebane. I used to hate it."
"You hated it?" I couldn't imagine despising something so striking. In this village, she was the only redhead I'd seen—though I remembered Karui from Kumo was on her way.
"Yes. I'm originally from Uzushiogakure. When I moved to Konoha as a child, I was the only one with this colour. People judged me for it, so I grew to hate it too… until one person told me it was beautiful."
"Minato," I said softly.
Kushina's eyes fluttered; she nodded. "Minato… Naruto… and now you. You're the only men who've ever praised it." She laughed lightly. "All of you are so gentle. Though only you are a pervert."
"That's unfair, Kushina. What have I done to earn that title?~" I teased wickedly, knowing exactly where her mind would go.
As expected, she shivered, blushed deeper, and that intoxicating succubus scent bloomed around us.
"You're a pervert. Period," she huffed.
"Come here, Kushina," I said, patting my lap.
She bit her lip, glanced away, but eventually stood.
"You don't have to if you don't want to~"
"I… don't have a choice," she whispered, meeting my eyes with those deep violet depths.
"You always have a choice. You can refuse—"
"I can't. Every fibre of my body screams to obey you, Ray. I can't control myself."
She stepped closer, but I stopped her.
"Then don't. Sit back down," I ordered, smirking.
Kushina's expression flickered with sadness and disappointment.
"It must be hard," I said gently, "being caught in this predicament."
"I'm still grateful to her," she replied. "I get to see my son, talk to him, play with him… that's priceless. I'm sure Mikoto and Hikari feel the same. It's a strange arrangement, but it's a price I'm willing to pay."
"Besides… even if you're a bit of a pervert, you don't seem like a bad person, dattebane~"
"…Thank you."
We sat in comfortable silence while I savoured the tea. I could feel her gaze tracing over me, her breathing growing shallower as she battled her own desires.
"Say, Ray…"
"Hm?"
"Can I… sit on your lap?" Her voice was barely a whisper.
"You can do whatever you want, Kushina~"
She settled onto my lap with a soft sigh, and I wrapped my arms around her waist. She let her full weight rest against me, cradling my hands over her belly as pleasure rippled through her.
"This feels… so peaceful. Why does your body feel this good?"
"I have a power inside me," I explained carefully, "with a side effect that spreads pleasure to anyone who touches me. Think of it as collateral charm."
"That's insane, dattebane." She whistled softly and nestled deeper. I felt her hips shift—whether to tease or simply to get comfortable, I couldn't tell.
"Do you think I won Albedo over with just a good personality?~"
"I've seen her memories. You destroyed her home… then claimed her, conquered her, owned her."
"…"
"And now that woman is hopelessly in love with you—even though part of her hates you. She dragged us into this out of pure whim. Are all succubi this outrageous?"
"I wouldn't know. Albedo's the only succubus I've ever known. Our relationship is… complicated."
"Like ours," she murmured.
"Yes. Like ours~"
Silence fell again, broken only by distant birdsong and warm sunlight. Yet Kushina never stopped the slow, subtle grind of her hips—quiet, almost secretive, as though she hoped I wouldn't notice. I let her sink deeper into her desire while I finished my tea.
Eventually, she felt the hard heat rising beneath her. She glanced back with a gleeful little smile.
"Aren't you going to say anything?"
"I'm just letting you have your fun, Kushina. Though… I was planning to wear this hakama to Tsunade's speech. Now look."
We both glanced down. My hakama was stained—and so were her jeans. Her juices were quite voluminous and fragrant.
Kushina gasped. "I'm sorry!"
"It's fine. I can clean us up in an instant. For now… shouldn't we get rid of these?~"
She glanced around like a guilty cat. "Here? Outside?"
"Is there a problem?~"
"What if someone sees?"
"No one will see us here. And even if they did… are we doing anything wrong?"
She bit her lip, stood, and slowly peeled off her jeans.
"My ass is so much bigger now… these are a little tight."
"You don't like it?"
"No—I love it. I'm just not used to the fit."
She wore simple jeans over a thong—definitely not traditional Konoha attire. Once the jeans were discarded, she settled back onto my lap, only to find me still clothed.
"Ray…"
I merely smirked.
"That's why you're a pervert, dattebane! You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
"I won't lie. Immensely~"
She huffed, stood again, and opened my hakama. Finding boxers beneath, she pouted.
"How far this goes is up to you," I told her softly. "I love you, Kushina. I'll respect whatever you choose."
She gasped. "Y-You… love me?"
I nodded and let the crest on her lower belly glow faintly beneath her blouse. "You bear Albedo's body, her mark. I can't help loving you any more than you can help yourself around me."
"So in the end… we're just two people who can't help themselves?"
"Seems that way." I smiled, amused at how desperately she needed reassurance before giving in to what she truly wanted.
At my words, Kushina freed me from my boxers, straddled my lap properly, and sank down onto my length with a blissful, trembling sigh.
"This is heaven, dattebane."
"Is it now?~"
!!!
She truly couldn't help herself.
If any curious children happened to peek over the fence, they'd see us sitting together—my hakama open, my chest partly bared—but little more.
Kushina ground against me with exquisite slowness. I gripped her slim waist, guiding her rhythm.
"Ahn~"
Yet even as pleasure consumed me, I wanted to tease her further. Kushina was devoted, loving—the kind of woman who would find it harder to move on from Minato than Tsunade had from Dan. She had died beside her husband, protecting their son. A small part of me felt guilty for her predicament.
But she wore Albedo's body now. I could never let her go and be someone else's, I could at most wait for her, but... with her grinding on me like this, she was making that very difficult.
I slowed her movements, holding her waist firmly.
She glanced back, lips parted. "What's wrong, Ray?"
"Don't you want to take this slow?", I pulled her flush against my chest. "Tell me about you and Minato. I'd love to hear your stories."
"N-No, we can't talk about that while—while we're like this—"
"Why not? We're just getting comfortable." I slipped a hand beneath her blouse, cupping her breast, teasing the peak.
"N-no…"
Her breath hitched deliciously. After a moment, she wrapped both hands around my length, guiding me.
"Kushina…?"
"Make me feel good first," she whispered, "then I'll tell you. Deal?"
"You're naughty."
I shifted her thong aside and thrust home. The moment the pleasure, the connection, assaulted our minds, I knew I wasn't going to go to Tsunade's event any time soon. I leaned back and bit my lips while Kushina started jumping on my cock in bliss.
"Ahn~ so deep~ I wanted to feel this again, but... uhm~ it is so much better now" The redhead rejoiced, forgetting all her problems and anxieties.
'Ugh, w-what am I going to do?' I thought about how to solve this problem. Kushina and I might as well spend the whole day together. But Tsunade is going to announce our engagement... I can't let her do that by herself. What kind of scumbag husband would I be?
Soon, an idea popped into my mind,
'I guess it is time to use 'that', if I do it quietly enough, maybe Haku won't notice... as long as she doesn't notice, there shouldn't be a problem'.