Hanekawa opened his eyes to a world of pure white.
It was the smooth, dewy skin of Mei Terumī.
The Fifth Mizukage was currently wrapped around his body like an octopus, their limbs entangled tightly.
Mei was deep asleep.
Because Hanekawa hadn’t left halfway through the night.
After all, it was his first time staying over at Mei’s place—he had to show her the proper respect.
But on the other hand, she had suffered for it.
The nigh...
Hanekawa didn’t have to wait long.
After consuming the Divine Tree’s fruit, Ōtsutsuki Kaguya descended and stood before him. He examined her briefly and noticed that her appearance hadn’t changed, but her aura had grown even more terrifying.
However, once she suppressed it, she seemed no different from an ordinary shinobi—a return to simplicity.
Hanekawa understood that the more unremarkable she appeared, the more terrifying she truly was.
Ōtsuts...
Kikuchi’s face darkened, as if he still had something to say. But Hidan’s nose suddenly twitched, and his expression lit up with excitement.
“Huh? I smell tonkatsu!”
Without even glancing at Kikuchi’s grim expression, he dashed off toward the source of the aroma.
Shiki followed and soon spotted a small town ahead. Without hesitation, he strode in after Hidan.
“Lord Kikuchi, what should we…?”
The two cultists hesitated, glancing nervou...
At this moment, Hidan remained blissfully unaware that he had been misunderstood by the great Lord Jashin. After soaking in the warm blood bath, he climbed out of the pool.
"Ahhh, so refreshing!"
He stretched lazily, then turned to Shiki with a taunting grin. "Guess you’re not completely useless after all, you waste of space."
Shiki glanced at him. A dark red blur flashed through the air—whoosh—and Hidan’s head was cleanly severed.
"Mmmph—!"
Shiki had been busy all this time, and of course, it wasn’t just to install an automatic connection system for Hidan.
After three months of continuous analysis and evolution, he had given all the Jashin races under his control a major upgrade.
He had even found time to create several new races.
[Lord Jashin’s Raising Sim]
[Host]: A blood pool named Kamizuki Shiki [Level]: 1 (Next level requires 2000 reputation points) Note: The host’s mental power wil...
BOOM!
The violent explosion reduced the entire cafeteria to rubble.
The cult leader, who had just arrived, stood frozen in place, trembling, his eyes vacant.
Kikuchi's face was etched with disbelief. He glanced at the stunned leader and finally understood why he had aged so drastically in just three months.
Dozens of cultists stared at the wreckage in horror.
That was close!
They had almost been buried along with the cafeteria.
"Cough.....
This frenzy of activity lasted for three months.
During this time, the Jashin cult mobilized all its members to hunt every manner of beast in the mountains.
They also spent exorbitant sums purchasing livestock—and even slaves—from merchant guilds.
All of them became nourishment for "Lord Jashin"... and Shiki.
Every sacrifice was dutifully performed at the blood pool beneath the idol. After all, who would suspect that the pool had become the literal body...
Shiki set down the book, his eyes gleaming with an unusual light—until a muffled "Mmph! Mmph!" came from above.
"What now?"
He glanced up at the ceiling and casually dissolved the webbing covering Hidan’s mouth.
Finally regaining his right to bark, Hidan immediately started cursing. "Damn you, Shiki! You’ve been reading for a whole damn day! I’m starving to death!"
Only then did Shiki remember—this guy hadn’t eaten since morning.
Well, te...
Though Hidan had reluctantly submitted, Shiki had still overestimated him.
"I haven't read a single book in over a decade, and I can't even recognize a single character. How the hell would I know where the archives are?" Hidan grumbled, his face bruised from being beaten.
"Honestly, instead of staring at those squiggly lines, you'd be better off killing a few more people as tribute to Lord Jashin!"
"Shut up."
Shiki had nothing left to say to this illiterate...
"I now understand both of your abilities."
The cult leader gave a benevolent smile and patted Shiki and Hidan on the shoulder.
"Since you have received the blessings of the Lord Jashin, you must work hard to spread the glory of the Jashin faith, dominate the shinobi world as soon as possible, and repay Lord Jashin."
Hidan scoffed at this, his expression full of disdain. "What's so fun about ruling the shinobi world? My dream is to kill everyone and offer them to L...
In a dimly lit laboratory, atop a strange and eerie evil god symbol, stood a silver-haired boy with slicked-back hair, clad entirely in black and white.
The scene couldn’t be more bizarre.
Yet, aside from the captured bandit, neither the cult leader nor Shiki showed any emotion on their faces.
"Where should I start first?"
Hidan licked the blood at the corner of his mouth and slowly pointed his spear toward his own heart.
"The heart? That might be ...
After breakfast, Shiki carried Hidan to the laboratory.
When the cult leader saw Hidan being dragged in like a sack of potatoes, he rubbed his temples in exhaustion.
"Shiki, I know Hidan has an immortal body, but you can't just—"
Before he could finish, Hidan cut him off.
"Shut it, old man! Why'd you call us here?"
The leader swallowed his words.
Sure, Hidan had always been a little shit, but he’d raised the kid himself. That had to count ...
March, a season of lush grass and singing warblers.
Hanekawa felt the warmth of the sunlight and woke up.
The bright yellow light fell upon the white snow-capped mountains, slightly dazzling.
Hanekawa steadied himself, and the scenery before him gradually came into focus.
He didn’t know when he had fallen asleep in Samui’s arms.
He shifted his head slightly, his face pressing against her snow-white skin, as if touching the finest silk.
Konoha Village Gates.
Hanekawa stood side by side with Nara Shikaku.
Though Shikaku now held the title of Hokage Advisor, his duties remained largely the same as before when the role of Hokage Strategist had been abolished.
Hanekawa had brought him along to oversee the relocation of Kirigakure’s shinobi.
They didn’t have to wait long before the sound of approaching footsteps reached them.
Hanekawa looked up, his gaze settling on the distant figu...
February 3rd.
After breakfast, Hanekawa arrived at the Hokage’s office.
At the entrance, he spotted a petite figure sneaking around, peering cautiously as if afraid of being noticed.
"Hinata."
Hanekawa couldn’t help but chuckle.
"T-Teacher!"
Hyūga Hinata jumped in surprise before straightening up stiffly.
But when she saw his amused expression, she immediately lowered her head, her fingers nervously clutching the hem of her clothes...
Hanekawa felt a wave of warmth in his drowsy state.
He instinctively opened his eyes.
Under the covers, there was a familiar silhouette.
Hanekawa froze for a moment.
A few seconds later, he fully woke up.
It wasn’t Tsunade or Yūhi Kurenai—it was Ōtsutsuki Kaguya.
The boldness of this Rabbit Goddess truly exceeded his expectations.
Hanekawa frowned slightly.
He opened his mouth, his voice infused with chakra, transmitting di...
Hi everyone,
Regarding the charity, all the funds that were collected have been successfully handed over.
Here is the breakdown of the expenses:
Box 1:
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Soya Formula ...
Samui's lips were soft, like jelly.
Hanekawa narrowed his eyes, feeling like a caged bird under triple pressure with nowhere to escape.
He shook his head, dispelling the strange thought, and refocused on the document before him—a roster for a new ninja unit.
If the Summoning Beast Corps was defined by its contracts with the Three Great Sage Lands, this unit's hallmark would be Cursed Seals.
After the recent Sannin gathering, Orochimaru had delivered his c...
Night fell.
Tsunade awoke.
She instinctively pressed a hand to her forehead, feeling a slight headache.
With a thought, she activated the Strength of a Hundred Seal.
Under its influence, the aftereffects of her drunkenness quickly dissipated.
Lifting her head, she saw Hanekawa and froze.
Had this brat been waiting here the whole time?
Tsunade got out of bed, her bare feet silent against the floor.
She stepped behind Hanekawa, who...
The Hokage’s office.
Hanekawa gazed out the window.
Konoha was experiencing its first snowfall of the year. The view outside was filled with snowflakes as large as goose feathers.
Another year was coming to an end.
Hanekawa thought of his student, Hyūga Hinata.
In the blink of an eye, she was about to turn three.
In the original timeline, a major incident occurred on her third birthday.
She was kidnapped by the leader of a Kumo-nin e...
A huge thank you to everyone who joined my Patreon charity event where 50% of the income is donated!
Here’s the breakdown:
$399.57 - $215.25 = $184.32
$184.32 x 50% = $92.16
$92.16 x 16,183 (my country’s currency vs dollar — it’s actually 16,717 today, but I factored in a 3% platform fee) = IDR 1,491,425
(Yeah, our currency is cooked.)
All the funds will be donated on Sunday, May 4th, 2025.
The process and receipts will be docu...
Hanekawa and Ōtsutsuki Kaguya returned to the temporary wooden cabin on the mountain.
On the rooftop, Samui was asleep.
She was completely naked, lying on her side with her eyes closed, her face still faintly flushed. Hanekawa instinctively swept his gaze over her fair skin, lingering on her plump thighs.
Though she wore nothing else, she still had on her black stockings—now tattered and faded.
"How's the energy from this meteorite?" Hanekawa sat...
Going on a mission?
Samui was slightly stunned, a little surprised.
This was the first time Hanekawa had asked her to do a mission together.
"Are we leaving right away?"
Samui, doing her best to ignore Hanekawa’s mischievous hand, spoke calmly, "Then I'll go change clothes."
She was currently wearing her secretary uniform — a women's suit with a pencil skirt — which clearly wasn’t suitable for going out.
"No need to change."
Han...
Hokage's Office
Hanekawa's eyebrows rose slightly as he noticed Kurenai, eyes closed, curled up asleep on the office sofa.
He slowed his steps, approaching quietly until he stood right before her.
His gaze trailed downward—first to her delicate, porcelain-like feet, then up along her smooth thighs, finally settling on her peaceful sleeping face.
"She's deep asleep."
A thought struck him.
His newly acquired S-Rank Trait: Dream Manipulation—...
Hanekawa casually waved his hand, dispersing the Thousand-Armed Kannon statue.
The Sunagakure and Iwagakure ninja, trapped in the Infinite Tsukuyomi, showed no reaction to his actions.
"Kaguya," Hanekawa glanced at the unconscious crowd and said, "Help heal them."
"Mmm."
Ōtsutsuki Kaguya nodded slightly.
She raised her hand, and a vast amount of chakra descended like a spring rain, enveloping everyone. Their injuries healed at an astonishing spe...
When Shiki woke up the next morning, a cultist came to report that the leader had summoned him to the laboratory.
Shiki raised an eyebrow but didn’t head straight there—instead, he made his way to the cafeteria.
The moment he stepped outside, a sharp, needle-like killing intent prickled against his skin.
Without hesitation, a thick, violet centipede-like appendage burst from his back, shielding his head just as a black spear came hurtling down from above.
<...
The cult leader had just returned to his room when he slammed the door shut and violently tore off the Jashin pendant from his neck. Extreme fury made his veins bulge across his body.
Here, he no longer needed to restrain himself, revealing his true vicious and brutal nature.
"Why?! Why, Lord Jashin?!" He raised the pendant, staring madly at the circular symbol with an inner triangle, his face twisted with rage.
"Why?! I was the first! I revived the Jashin cult! ...
"Damn you, Kamizuki Shiki, you’re asking for death!"
With his head casually stepped on by Shiki, Hidan let out a roar of humiliation.
However, to Shiki, this threat sounded more like the helpless screeching of a cornered animal.
He continued pressing Hidan’s head under his foot while lightly scratching his own ear.
"You’re Hidan, right? Your yelling is even less intimidating than the thirty-six-year-old cat owned by the eighty-five-year-old granny liv...
Hanekawa looked at Tsunade's smooth bare back, especially her round buttocks, and couldn't help but hug her tightly from behind.
His hands wrapped around her waist and abdomen, and the two were pressed together, the warm, soft sensation spreading through them.
“You’re such a pervert!”
Tsunade frowned and said with annoyance.
“If Sensei says I am, then I am.”
Hanekawa lowered his head to her neck, smiling as he spoke.
Since he had alr...
The change in the Fire Daimyō went unnoticed by most shinobi.
The relationship between the daimyō and ninjas was purely transactional—money in exchange for missions.
As for who the daimyō was, the shinobi couldn’t care less.
Hanekawa closed the title system and opened his eyes.
The [S-Rank Title: Lord of the Land of Fire] had pleasantly surprised him.
But the title was only part of the equation—the real prize was control over the Land of Fir...