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Uchiha Patriarch's Mansion—
The morning sunlight filtered through the windows, casting a warm glow over the dining room. Kanzou sat at the table, calmly enjoying breakfast. A bowl of miso soup steamed gently beside rice, grilled fish, and pickled vegetables, simple fare, but prepared with meticulous care by Mikoto, his new devoted maid.
For now, she was only a temporary maid as she was undergoing training. Whether she would eventually become his wife or remain just that was still uncertain.
Setting that thought aside, he sipped his tea, his expression calm, as though it were just another ordinary morning.
Under the table, it was anything but.
Mikoto knelt on the floor, her maid outfit hiked up just enough to put her in a humiliating position. Her hands cupped her ample breasts, pressing them together around his fully hardened cock as she moved them slowly, deliberately, up and down.
Slurp… lick…
Her tongue slipped out now and then, teasing the tip that peeked between her cleavage. Her face burned red, caught between shame and a heat she couldn't deny.
She had begun this 'service' at his command, right after serving breakfast.
"A proper maid wakes her master properly and attends to him all day," he had said casually, pulling her beneath the table without hesitation. "Now use those tits of yours. Do it well, or I'll find a better maid."
'T-to be giving a paizuri and felatio while he is enjoying his breakfast…' Mikoto thought, her cheeks burning as she glanced up at him from below. All she could see was his calm, indifferent expression as he continued eating. The table concealed her from view, yet the vulnerability of the situation made her acutely aware of herself.
And despite everything, her body betrayed her, her nipples tightening against his cock as she rubbed them along his length, a faint warmth gathering between her thighs as she continued.
Kanzou took a bite of rice, chewing slowly as he looked down at her with a smirk. "Not bad, Mikoto, but you're slacking. Put more effort into it. Squeeze tighter… and use your mouth more. If you don't, you won't get your breakfast." His tone stayed casual, cutting. "A worthless maid like you should be grateful for the chance to serve me, and to have my semen as her meal, right?"
Mikoto whimpered softly, her voice muffled as she leaned forward. She parted her lips and took the head into her mouth, her breasts continuing their slow, rhythmic motion. "Hnn… G-Goshujin-sama… t-this is… aaah…"
Slurp… schlick…
The wet sounds filled the space beneath the table as her saliva mixed with the precum gathering at his tip, making her cleavage slick and slippery. She moved her head in short motions, swirling her tongue along the sensitive underside while her cheeks hollowed as she sucked gently.
"Good… that's better," he groaned under his breath. His free hand slipped beneath the table, tangling in her hair and guiding her deeper. He took another sip of soup, acting as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening, his calm composure only deepening her sense of degradation.
Mikoto shook her head weakly, tears stinging her eyes as she pulled back just enough to breathe. Even as she did, her hands tightened around her breasts, pressing them more firmly against him and moving faster. The added friction drew a faint, involuntary twitch from his hips.
Kanzou also pushed her head down again, forcing more of his length between her lips.
Gluck… gluck…
Mikoto gagged softly as he thrust shallowly into her mouth, her breasts bouncing with the motion, saliva dripping down onto her exposed skin. The humiliation burned through her, yet the heat between her legs only grew, her body clenching involuntarily at his cruel words.
"You're getting sloppy, Mikoto," he pointed out coldly, pulling her hair to angle her better as he continued eating, chopstick in hand like it was nothing.
Lick… slurp…
She apologized, "S-sorry…" and traced her tongue along his shaft, lapping up the mess as she also said. "Hnnn... Goshujin-sama... your penis… haahnnn… i-it's starting to twitch…"
"Fufu... it means I am close to cumming so… go full throttle," he said, shoving deeper into her mouth while his hips bucked, using her cleavage like a tight sleeve. "Suck harder. Make me cum to get your breakfast…"
Plakk… schlick…
The sounds grew wetter, more obscene, her breasts slapping softly against his base as she worked him faster, her mouth taking what she could.
"Yeah... just like that... fuu... I'm close," he groaned, setting down his utensils to grip her head with both hands now, thrusting into her mouth with full force.
"C-cumming…!!!"
Spurt… spurt…
Hot jets filled her mouth, spilling over onto her breasts as she struggled to swallow, choking slightly but forcing it down.
Gulp… gulp…
Once spent, she pulled back gasping, opening her mouth to show him she'd taken it all, then leaned in to clean him with her tongue, lapping up the remnants from his shaft and her own skin.
Lick… slurp…
Kanzou patted her head mockingly, finishing his tea. "Good maid. Did you enjoy your breakfast?"
Mikoto nodded weakly, humiliated and spent. "H-hai... Goshujin-sama..."
"Master's cum… It's your favorite, isn't it?" Kanzou asked further.
She bit her lip, but nodded, "Yes… Goshujin-sama's cum… It's my favorite~."
"Fufu… that's good…" smiled Kanzou, caressing her head.
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At the Police Station—
"Patriarch… may I ask why we were summoned?" Shinkurō asked cautiously after being called to the police station.
As someone loyal to Fugaku, he had been on edge ever since Kanzou became patriarch. He lived with the constant fear that Kanzou might decide to deal with him one day, a prospect that terrified him. Because of that, all he could do was keep his head down and live quietly.
Contacting Fugaku was out of the question. He didn't dare risk angering Kanzou, who might retaliate not just against him, but against his family as well. So far, keeping silent and out of sight had allowed him to survive the past few days.
But today, Kanzou had summoned him without warning.
That alone was enough to make his nerves fray.
Shinkurō wasn't the only one feeling tense. Seiji, standing beside him, was just as uneasy.
After being dismissed earlier, Seiji hadn't returned to the police station. He wanted nothing to do with extortion or related activities. And yet, despite that, Kanzou had suddenly called him back as well. He couldn't help but wonder if he was about to be dragged into those matters again.
"The reason I called you here," Kanzou said lazily, "is simple. There's a mission."
"A mission?" Shinkurō and Seiji echoed in unison, both stunned.
Kanzou nodded. "It comes from Sarutobi Hiruzen and has been entrusted to the Uchiha clan." He paused briefly, then added, "It's a Rank-S mission."
"A mission from the Hokage-sama?" Seiji murmured.
"A Rank-S mission?" Shinkurō echoed, clearly startled.
Kanzou nodded. "That's right."
Shinkurō hesitated, then asked carefully, "Patriarch… the Uchiha clan itself was entrusted with this mission?"
It wasn't unprecedented, but it was rare. Normally, the Hokage avoided assigning such missions to the Uchiha Police Force. High-level missions usually went to jōnin like Seiji, Araki, Tsubaki, or Makoto, and only because they served under the jōnin command, not the police. This time, however, the mission had clearly been handed to the police force itself.
"Don't ask questions you don't need answers to," Kanzou replied flatly. He had no interest in explaining.
"I… I understand. My apologies," Shinkurō said quickly, bowing his head, afraid of pushing too far.
"Anyway," Kanzou continued, "here's the mission scroll. Read it."
Beside him, Hazuki handed the scroll to Seiji.
"Since Seiji-san is experienced with missions," Kanzou went on, "you'll be the captain. You'll lead Shinkurō and Fubuki on this—"
At that moment, the quiet girl standing nearby blinked and pointed at herself. "Um… Patriarch… am I going on this mission as well?"
"Why else would you be here during a mission briefing?" Kanzou said with a shrug, barely sparing Fubuki a glance. She might be a bit dense at times, but she was undeniably strong, and a jōnin promoted not long ago.
"Oh… right," Fubuki said, blinking as she realised her question had been unnecessary.
Shaking his head, Kanzou turned to Seiji, who had finished reading the scroll. "What do you think, Seiji-san? You can take command and complete this mission, correct?" Before Seiji could answer, Kanzou added calmly, "This mission must succeed. If it doesn't, that will be a serious problem. Sarutobi Hiruzen may stop entrusting us with missions, and you might find yourself back to helping me collect funds from the people of Konoha."
That made Seiji understand the situation immediately. He hesitated, then asked carefully, "And if this mission is completed… the crowdfunding will stop, right?"
"For this mission," Kanzou replied evenly, "and the next one… and the one after that."
"I see," Seiji said, nodding firmly. "Then I'll make sure this mission is completed." He had no desire to return to that practice, and if success here could put an end to it, he was fully committed.
"Good," Kanzou said with a satisfied smile. "Go and prepare. I look forward to hearing good news."
With that, he dismissed the three of them.
Soon after Seiji, Shinkurō, and Fubuki left, three more people entered the room: Satoru, Souta, and Kurumi. Like the previous group, all three were jōnin.
It was honestly shocking. The Uchiha clan had an overwhelming number of jōnin. As the strongest clan in Konoha, they possessed more jōnin than any other, far more even than the Hyūga clan, which was known for having one of the largest active shinobi populations.
Setting that aside, Kanzou looked at the three of them and frowned. "Where is Might Duy?"
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Somewhere on the edge of Konoha—
"I'm late… I'm late… I'm late…!" Might Duy shouted in a panic as he burst out of his house, a backpack slung over his shoulder. He immediately took off toward the police station.
"Papa, you forgot your bento!" Guy's voice suddenly rang out from the gate.
Duy skidded to a halt, spun around, and rushed back. He took the bento from Guy's hands and patted his son's head. "Alright then, Guy. Papa's off to work."
"Good luck out there, Papa!" Guy said with a wide, toothy smile, raising his thumb in his usual pose.
"Of course!" Duy replied, striking the same pose. "Papa's youth will burn brighter than ever!"
Then he realized he was wasting time again.
"I'm running late!" he exclaimed, already turning away. "Don't be late for the academy!"
"Haaai!" Guy waved cheerfully.
In truth, Guy knew there was no academy that day; it was a holiday, but he didn't bother saying anything. His training wouldn't stop just because of that.
"Yosh… Papa's letting the flames of his youth be tested," Guy muttered to himself. "I can't fall behind either." With that, he started his own training for the day.
Meanwhile, Might Duy sprinted toward the police station.
It was his first day on the job, and he knew there was a good chance he'd be sent on a mission. Being late on the very first day was the last thing he wanted.
"I… I really hope Kanzou-sama won't be angry," he muttered as he ran even faster, kicking up a cloud of dust behind him.
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At the Police Station—
"You're late," Kanzou said coldly as he scolded Duy.
The older man immediately bowed his head. "P-please forgive me. It's my first time going on a mission, and I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night. Then I ended up falling asleep in the morning, and—"
"Tch. Alright, enough," Kanzou cut him off, raising a hand to silence him. Duy stopped at once.
"I've already given the mission briefing," Kanzou continued, "but forget that. I'll explain it again."
He went over the details once more, then added, "Souta, you'll be the captain." Turning to the others, he said firmly, "You will follow all of his orders."
"Understood," the others replied in unison, Duy included.
Kanzou nodded in satisfaction. "Good. Souta, Satoru, and Kurumi, you three wait outside. I need to speak with Might Duy alone."
The three exchanged brief glances, then shrugged and left the office.
Left alone, Duy shifted nervously. "U-um…"
"Might Duy," Kanzou said evenly, "look me in the eyes."
Duy did as told and met Kanzou's gaze as he noticed a complex pattern in Kanzou's eye.
'Tsukuyomi!'
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Sometime later, Kanzou stood by the window of his office, watching Duy leave the police station alongside Souta, Satoru, and Kurumi.
Behind him, Hazuki wore a stunned expression. After hesitating briefly, she finally spoke. "Kanzou-sama… that pattern in your eye earlier…"
Duy wasn't the only one who noticed the complex pattern in Kanzou's eye. Hazuki, who had remained in the room and hadn't been dismissed, had seen it as well. And unlike Duy, she fully understood what such a pattern meant. The realization had left her shaken.
"Mm… yes," Kanzou replied calmly, nodding without any attempt to hide it. "It's exactly what you think. It's the Mangekyō Sharingan."
Hearing him confirm it so casually only deepened her shock. "H-how…? But I thought… Mangekyō Sharingan couldn't be awakened like that…"
The Mangekyō Sharingan could only be awakened through tragedy, by experiencing profound loss and unbearable emotional pain. In Hazuki's view, Kanzou was too cold, too heartless to ever feel something like that. Not even his mother's death had been enough to awaken those eyes.
And yet… now, all of a sudden… he had them.
The thought unsettled her. For a brief moment, she wondered if he had possessed them all along and simply never told her.
'No… that can't be it,' she dismissed the idea almost immediately. That didn't make sense to her since Kanzou almost always told her about such things to her.
Then… how?
"Could it be… that you transplanted someone else's eyes?" she asked hesitantly. It was a reasonable assumption, after all, that was the only other known way to obtain the Mangekyō Sharingan.
"No," Kanzou replied, shaking his head. "These are my own eyes."
"Then… how?" she asked, unable to hide her curiosity. She wondered if Kanzou had discovered a way to awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan that differed from the known method. And if that were true… she wanted it too. Only by awakening those eyes could she truly become his most trusted and valuable subordinate.
Kanzou, reading her thoughts almost too easily, scratched his cheek in mild awkwardness. This was exactly why he hadn't wanted to reveal his Mangekyō Sharingan to Hazuki. Unlike Mikoto, Hazuki knew too much. She would immediately realize that he couldn't have awakened those eyes through ordinary means.
And explaining the System and everything tied to it was something he had no intention of doing.
For a moment, he hesitated, unsure of what to say. Hazuki was his most loyal subordinate; he couldn't simply brush her off or dismiss her questions about this.
But the truth was that the method he had used to awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan… only worked for him.
'Or does it?' he thought, pausing before mentally addressing the System. 'System… is it possible for me to help others awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan through you?'
[The host may purchase the Mangekyō Sharingan and fuse it into others instead of himself at an additional cost of 50,000 Evil Points,] the System replied.
'Oh… so it is possible,' he realized.
The only problem was the cost, 50,000 Evil Points.
The original cost of the Mangekyō Sharingan was 300,000 Evil Points. On top of that came an additional 50,000 Evil Points for fusion.
Kanzou's current total barely stood at 253,000 Evil Points, not even enough to purchase the Mangekyō Sharingan, let alone fuse it into someone else.
And even if he did have enough points, he wouldn't help Hazuki awaken it. Not because he didn't want her to possess those eyes, but because he was saving his points for far greater goals: the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan. And after that, he would need even more for the Sage Body, the Rinnegan, Wood Style, the Ten-Tails, the Nine-Tomoe Rinnegan, and beyond. His path required an immense number of Evil Points, and he simply couldn't afford to spend them on anyone else, at least not for now.
So the only thing he could tell Hazuki was this: "The method I used to awaken these eyes is different from the normal one," Kanzou said calmly. "But it also comes with a heavy cost."
"That's fine," she said eagerly. "I'm willing to pay any price." The cost didn't matter to her. If gaining those eyes meant she could serve him better, then that was all that mattered.
Kanzou shook his head. "You wouldn't be the one paying the price," he said. "I would."
"You…?" Hazuki froze, completely taken aback. If she were the one paying the cost, she wouldn't hesitate, but the thought of Kanzou bearing it instead made her chest tighten. She lowered her gaze and bowed her head. "I… I understand. I'm sorry."
Kanzou gently patted her head. "Don't worry," he said. "Maybe not now, but perhaps in the future. If I can afford the cost, I'll help you awaken those eyes."
"You don't have to, Kanzou-sama…" she said softly, shaking her head.
She didn't want him to pay the price—absolutely not.
"Well… we'll talk about it when the time comes," Kanzou said, neither agreeing nor refusing.
Hazuki hesitated, then swallowed and nodded.
With that settled, Kanzou withdrew his hand and asked, "Now then… about the message I asked you to deliver. Were you able to reach Natsuhi and Hiroku?"
"I delivered the message to Natsuhi-san in the Land of Bears," Hazuki replied. "But Hiroku-san… his base in the Land of Rice appears to have been abandoned. I couldn't reach him."
Kanzou pursed his lips. Hiroku… is he trying to slip out of control? he wondered. Aloud, he said, "Keep trying to contact Hiroku."
He then picked up his jōnin vest. "I'm heading out for a while."
"Is it to summon her?" Hazuki asked.
"Yeah," Kanzou nodded.
From behind him, Hazuki asked softly, "May I come with you?"
Kanzou shook his head. "No."
He left the office, leaving Hazuki pouting behind him. 'It's because you plan to do something erotic with her, isn't it?'
Jealousy flared, but she kept her thoughts to herself and returned to her duties, her mind cold as she resolved, 'Hiroku-san… you'd better not be trying to step out of line.'
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Inside the Hokage Office—
"Hokage-sama… two squads have departed on the mission," reported the ANBU wearing a spider mask.
"Their composition?" Hiruzen asked.
He had dispatched two Rank-S missions to the police station, hoping to draw out Kanzou's loyalists.
In truth, he had wanted to assign even more. But if too many missions were issued, and multiple squads ended up injured or worse, it would become far too obvious. So he limited it to two, all while eagerly awaiting details about the composition of the squads.
"One squad consists of Uchiha Seiji, Uchiha Shinkurō, and Uchiha Fubuki, all jōnin," she replied. "The other squad includes Uchiha Souta, Uchiha Satoru, Uchiha Kurumi, and Might Duy, three jōnin and one genin."
Hiruzen blinked, mildly surprised.
'This composition…' he thought. One squad was made up of non-supporters of Kanzou: Seiji was neither a supporter nor against, but someone who didn't agree with Kanzou's methods; Shinkurō, as Fugaku's loyalist, opposed Kanzou, and Fubuki seems to be neutral. The other squad consisted entirely of loyalists, Souta, Satoru, and Kurumi… all of them are firm supporters of Kanzou… with one glaring anomaly.
A genin.
The arrangement felt strange.
'Is he keeping his loyalists separate to avoid conflict or backstabbing with people he doesn't trust enough?' Hiruzen wondered.
It was indeed possible, and it would be a reasonable thing to do.
And then there was the other issue.
What is Might Duy, a genin, doing on a Rank-S mission?
Everything about Duy raised alarms. His sudden arrest. His release within half a day. And now his inclusion in a mission meant only for jōnin.
More than that, he had been assigned to a squad alongside elite members of the Uchiha clan. Among everyone dispatched, Might Duy was the only non-Uchiha on the mission.
That alone was suspicious.
'Does he truly possess that kind of strength… or is he hiding something else?' Hiruzen wondered, unease creeping in.
'No… there has to be something,' he thought. 'Uchiha Kanzou wouldn't include someone like Might Duy without a reason.' With that in mind, Hiruzen nodded to the spider-masked ANBU, dismissing her as she withdrew from the office.
He then turned to the remaining two ANBU in the room, one wearing a monkey mask, the other a dog mask.
"Given the composition of the two squads… the target is quite obvious… so I won't bother on that… the rest, it's up to the two of you, " Hiruzen said. "Meet up with the operatives from Root. Danzō should have already deployed them. And be careful around Might Duy. I have a bad feeling about his involvement."
The monkey-masked ANBU nodded. "Understood, Hokage-sama."
Satisfied, Hiruzen shifted his gaze to the dog-masked ninja. "The opportunity is before you. Don't waste it."
Behind the mask, scarlet eyes gleamed. The ninja gave a slight nod and turned to leave.
Watching them depart, Hiruzen exhaled a thin stream of smoke from his pipe and murmured to himself, "Don't blame me, Uchiha Kanzou… this is something you forced me to do. If you had stayed silent and simply continued as patriarch, I wouldn't have taken these measures. You left me with no other choice. If you want to blame anyone, blame yourself, for your arrogance and your pointless Uchiha pride."
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Unaware of the self-justifying delusions forming in Hiruzen's mind, Kanzou quietly slipped out of the village and stopped in a secluded clearing where no one would observe him.
"It should be fine here…" he murmured, pulling a scroll from his pocket and spreading it open on the ground.
It had complex seals drawn on it…
Biting his thumb to draw blood, he wove a series of hand signs and slammed his palm onto the parchment.
"Summoning Jutsu!"
Poof!
White smoke billowed outward, and when it cleared, it revealed a young woman with dark violet or, better yet, maroon hair.
She bowed respectfully. "Kanzou-sama… It's been a long time."
"Yeah," Kanzou replied with a chuckle. "It really has been a while, hasn't it, Natsuhi?"
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Natsuhi (Image here)
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