"One is that I am the container, sealing you within me like the Sage of Six Paths once did, becoming your Jinchūriki. The other... is different."
"These two choices! Which would you prefer?"
Kaito's voice rang clear, firm yet strangely inviting. His words made the fruit of the Divine Tree tremble, and silence followed. After a long pause, a cold, distant voice emerged.
"Why not simply kill me? Why choose instead to seal me inside your body and become what this world calls a Jinchūriki?"
Kaito's lips curled into a faint smile.
"It's very simple. Two reasons. First, we hold no true hatred for one another. Second…" his eyes glimmered mischievously, "the flaw in all men's hearts—I want you."
"You dare! The founding ancestor of the shinobi world, as your woman?!" Kaguya's cold tone wavered, colored with both anger and embarrassment.
"Why not? The dream of countless men, to have the great Kaguya at their side—why should I not claim it?"
"You… you insolent fool!" her shy, trembling voice echoed from within the fruit.
"Perhaps. So, what is your choice?" Kaito's calm reply carried a weight that could not be ignored.
Kaguya Ōtsutsuki had always been a lonely figure. Betrayed by her own children, sealed for centuries, she carried the scars of isolation. In her desperation to resist the looming threat of her clan, she birthed the White Zetsu army—only to be judged and cast aside. Now, before her stood Kaito. Unlike the others, he did not see her as a monster, but as a woman—a powerful, lonely, beautiful woman.
She fell silent again before whispering, "Do you understand that once you become my Jinchūriki, you will draw the pursuit of my clan?"
"I know," Kaito said firmly. "Momoshiki and Kinshiki Ōtsutsuki are nothing. If they dare to appear, then together, we'll erase them."
Her voice softened at last. "...Very well."
The fruit of the Divine Tree pierced into Kaito's body, a seal blooming across his stomach as Kaguya's essence flowed into him. She refused to be destroyed, but she would not resist his will.
The moment their bond formed, Kaito felt his mind sharpen and his body surge with unfathomable strength. Power unlike anything before coursed through him, overwhelming, divine. His bloodlines shifted—space-time manipulation, lava release, ice release—all awakening within him. Even the barriers of reality seemed fragile beneath his fist.
White robes manifested across his body. His eyes transformed into the legendary Rinnegan, marked with nine tomoe, his Byakugan flaring, Susanoo shimmering at his command. He felt as though he could rewrite the world itself.
The intoxicating might nearly consumed him, but Kaito crushed the thought with willpower, restoring his eyes to normal. Within his inner world, he sensed a vast white expanse where Kaguya now sat in silence, her pale robes fluttering as if she had always belonged there.
Kaito exhaled, then brought his hands together in a seal. His eyes shifted again.
"Infinite Tsukuyomi… Release!"
The roots of the Divine Tree withered. Across the shinobi world, trapped figures collapsed to the ground, eyes clearing as the illusion dissolved. Dawn broke across the horizon, bathing the world in a light that marked both an ending and a beginning.
The Fourth Shinobi World War had ended—because of Kaito. He had claimed victory, freed the people, and gained a companion unlike any other. To the world, he was savior. To himself, he had become something more—Ten Tails Jinchūriki.
Nations far and wide recognized it. Even those who once feared him, now revered him. Yet Kaito vanished from the world's stage, reclusive, silent.
Three months later, news spread like wildfire:
Ayanami Kaito was to be wed in Konohagakure.
The world stirred. Shinobi, samurai, nobles, even daimyō hurried to Konoha. On the day of the ceremony, under a flawless sky, a red carpet stretched from the Senju compound to the heart of the village.
"Hinata! Ino! Terumi Mei! Tsunade! Kushina! Kaguya! The time has come!" Kaito called, his eyes gentle on the women before him.
Yes—even Kaguya stood among them. She was no longer the untouchable goddess. Months of shared time had softened her heart. Though distant still, she had accepted the bond they now shared.
Clad in white wedding dresses, each woman carried flowers, their faces glowing with happiness. Even Kaguya's icy features softened with the faintest smile. Together they stepped onto the carpet, following Kaito as cheers erupted from the gathered crowd.
The streets overflowed with people. Shinobi of every nation stood as guards, even Jōnin-ranked warriors acting as sentries. Some in the crowd wept with joy, others fainted at the sight.
At last, they reached the great arena erected for the occasion, where all awaited them.
The savior of the world, Ayanami Kaito, had returned—not as a warrior, but as a man, beginning a new chapter.