Six Tails Saiken was stunned.
Good grief... so One Tail Shukaku, Two Tails Matatabi, Three Tails Isobu, Four Tails Son Gokū, Five Tails Kokuō, and Eight Tails Gyūki have all been absorbed into Kurama.
This was supposed to be a tailed beast reunion... and no one told him?
He rembered it all. Back when the Sage of Six Paths created them, they were small, curious, and carefree. They had lived freely under the warmth of Hagoromo – the Sage of Six Paths. And then, they were scattered across the shinobi world. Weapons. Monsters. Curses. That was their fate.
But now, a reunion was happening... and Kurama was the host. It had been Saiken’s dream to be with his siblings again.
"Kurama, hurry up and pull out! I don’t want to stay trapped inside a human anymore!"
Kurama raised an eyebrow, mildly surprised by Saiken’s enthusiasm. But he wasn’t about to say no.
It was ti. Ti for the tailed beasts to stop being weapons, and start being sothing more.
With a low rumble, Kurama extended a massive, dark red chakra hand into the body of Utakata, the Six Tails’ Jinchūriki. It reached in with precise intent.
Fwoosh!
In a matter of seconds, Saiken was extracted, his chakra form smoothly fusing into Kurama’s essence.
[System Notice: Integration with Six Tails Saiken initiated... 0.01%, 5%, 26%, 30%... 99%, 100%]
[Congratulations. Six Tails Saiken successfully integrated.]
Utakata staggered. His skin went pale as his body trembled from the sudden emptiness. The bond was severed.
But he didn’t die.
He was free.
A burden he had carried for most of his life was finally lifted. For the first ti, he could breathe without fearing his own power.
"Thank you... Lord Kurama," he said weakly, but sincerely.
Kurama just gave a sideways smirk. "No problem, kid."
From the sidelines, Master Genji let out a long sigh. Kurama had kept his word. Utakata was alive.
But the Tailed Beast Bomb above their heads was still hovering.
"Master Kurama," Genji said carefully, with forced calm, "now that you’ve obtained Six Tails... perhaps you could dispel that chakra bomb?"
Kurama scratched his cheek with a claw.
"Oh yeah. Almost forgot that was up there."
Everyone in Kirigakure collectively exhaled in anxious relief.
Kurama stretched casually and turned as if to leave.
But then he stopped. His eyes landed squarely on Terumi i.
"You. The hot-headed one with the lting lava and the quick mouth. You kept firing off Water Style jutsu at earlier, didn’t you?"
Terumi i bristled.
Kurama grinned and pointed at the massive Tailed Beast Bomb floating ominously above.
"Before I leave... you’re gonna give a tour of your village."
Terumi’s jaw dropped. "You want... to be your tour guide?"
Kurama leaned in, his foxlike grin playful but nacing. "Yep. You."
"I am a high-ranking shinobi! A potential candidate for Mizukage! I’m not so tour girl for horny tailed beasts!"
Kurama shrugged. "You sure? That thing up there says otherwise."
Her eyes flicked back to the Tailed Beast Bomb. Sweat ford at her temple.
Master Genji coughed. "Terumi i... please escort Lord Kurama around Kirigakure. It’s an official mission."
She gritted her teeth. It was humiliating. But she had no choice.
"Yes... Master Genji."
As Kurama and Terumi i departed, the massive bomb slowly began to drift higher, away from the village.
The collective tension in the air thinned.
Genji whispered under his breath, "Terumi... the entire future of the village depends on how you handle this."
"Here’s your Kirigakure," Terumi i muttered through gritted teeth, dragging Kurama through the misty streets.
"Hey, don’t sound so bitter," Kurama teased. "Even Genji calls Lord Kurama. Shouldn’t you be more respectful?"
She narrowed her eyes. "You’re lucky I don’t lt your smug face with my Lava Release."
Kurama smirked. "Ooh, scary."
She tried to hold it in, but he was irritating in a uniquely perverse, irritating way.
After the walk, Kurama pointed at a nearby building. "Your house, right? Take there."
"What? Why?"
"You’re cooking dinner. I’m hungry."
"You want to cook for you?"
He pointed again to the still-hovering Tailed Beast Bomb.
She sighed in agony. "Fine."
Her ho was clean, modest, but clearly had a woman’s touch. There were flowers in vases, scrolls neatly arranged, and everything had a faint scent of lavender.
Kurama plopped onto her couch, legs splayed like he owned the place.
She scowled. "Don’t touch anything."
"Nice place," Kurama said, eyeing her from head to toe. "Didn’t think Mist had won this hot."
"Keep talking like that and you’ll choke on your food."
"Feisty. I like that."
After she grudgingly served up a hot al of grilled fish, miso soup, and stead rice, Kurama wolfed it down.
Then, leaning back with his belly full, he fixed his eyes on her.
"You know... you’re not just strong. You’re gorgeous."
"Flattery won’t work on ."
"Good, ’cause I wasn’t flattering. I was being honest."
She crossed her arms. "Done eating? Then leave."
Kurama didn’t budge.
"Actually, I’m not done."
"What else do you want now?"
"You."
Terumi i blinked. "What?"
"Be my woman."
There was a heavy silence.
She slamd a hand on the table. "Absolutely not!"
"Why not? I’m powerful, good-looking, and a beast in more ways than one."
"You’re also a complete egomaniac, a threat to the world, and possibly a walking war cri."
"Aw, that just ans I’m passionate."
She stood, livid. "Get out."
Kurama sighed dramatically, then pointed upward again.
"Rember that thing? Still up there. Still got the button."
"You wouldn’t."
"Sunagakure didn’t think I would either."
Terumi i trembled with rage. "You’re blackmailing with the lives of my people."
"Exactly."
"You’re despicable."
Kurama leaned in, voice low. "And you’re beautiful when you’re angry."
She growled in frustration, every ounce of kunoichi pride burning.
Kurama stretched his arms above his head lazily.
"Relax, I’m not asking for marriage. Just a night. Or two. Maybe a weekend."
"You bastard."
"Say what you want," he said, rising to his feet. "But I saved your village, didn’t I? I spared your Jinchūriki. All I ask for is a little... hospitality."
She looked at him with venom in her eyes, then turned away.
Kurama leaned in beside her ear. "One day, you’ll thank ."
"Don’t bet on it."
He chuckled darkly.
Outside, the Tailed Beast Bomb began to fade completely, dispersing harmlessly into the sky.
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