Naruto: I am Uchiha Shirou-Chapter 191: Naruto: I am Uchiha Shirou [] (R18)

The Land of Wind.

Beneath the vast expanse of yellow sand, the awe-inspiring blue horizon made one feel insignificant.

"Shirou, how much longer will this sandstorm last?"

Amidst the rolling waves of sand, a bored voice broke the silence. Uzumaki Kushina, draped in a beige cloak, looked listlessly at the endless vista of sand stretching out in every direction.

The initial shock and grandeur she felt had long faded into numbness, prompting Uchiha Shirou, walking beside her, to chuckle softly.

"Almost there. Besides, weren't you the one who insisted on experiencing the sights of the shinobi world?"

Faced with Shirou's teasing, Kushina's face flushed red. The time they had spent together on this journey—just the two of them—had been so sweet that she couldn't help but crave more.

Especially for someone like her who secretly loved excitement, this boundless desert was an exhilarating adventure.

"Shirou, I was wrong, okay?"

It was only when they were alone that this usually proud Uzumaki Princess would act so clingy and coquettish.

But as Kushina leaned against him, pouting, Shirou smiled warmly and gently stroked her beautiful crimson hair.

"When we return, train hard. After the war ends and I become Hokage, you'll be free."

Others might not understand, but Kushina knew all too well.

Her yearning for the outside world wasn't out of mere curiosity. It was because of the Nine Tails sealed inside her—a prison that made her realize that, in the future, she'd rarely get the chance to leave the village. Perhaps only within the borders of the Land of Fire.

So, it wasn't the outside world she truly longed for—it was freedom.

"Let's take shelter from the sandstorm. Based on our pace, we should be close."

In the desert, with the precise use of Earth Release techniques, a small earthen hut gradually formed, becoming a temporary shelter.

"Shirou, thank you."

As the howling wind and sand raged outside, Kushina revealed a look of pure contentment inside the warm earthen hut. She lay lazily in the embrace of the one person she could call her own.

When everyone else saw her only as a powerful weapon, only Shirou, Mikoto, and Tsunade treated her like family, giving her the warmth of a home.

"Once we return, I'll probably only be able to stay by Sister Tsunade's side. I won't have another chance to come out like this again."

Through the opening of the hut, Kushina's gaze fell on the rising dunes outside. Her eyes grew distant. She had once resented the unfair treatment she endured, but now, she no longer felt that way.

"Shirou, I believe you'll become Hokage. I'll help you get there!"

"Kushina, I have a feeling... something interesting might happen during this trip."

Shirou smiled as he spoke. To Kushina, it sounded like a playful joke to cheer her up, but it genuinely made her happy.

However, only Shirou's narrowed eyes betrayed his thoughts. If his suspicions were correct, could this trip be an opportunity to restore the missing part of the Nine-Tails within Kushina?

Although this wasn't the same world, its origins couldn't be wrong.

"Hmm?"

As Shirou was deep in thought about the mission in Roran, the warmth in his arms shifted. He felt something tighten against him.

"Shirou, you said something interesting... but is it as interesting as I am?"

Kushina's flushed face emerged as she slowly lifted her cloak, revealing the delicate body beneath.

At some point, Kushina had already removed her inner garments, exposing her flawless figure. More surprising was the sight of her long, slender legs adorned with sheer skin-colored stockings—provocatively daring.

Shirou's cold hand brushed against the warmth of her calf. He sighed helplessly. So mischievous, yet so inexperienced.

Even so, Shirou's mind remained focused on the mission, while Kushina amused herself in her playful teasing.

"Shirou, I've improved."

"Kushina, stop. I'm thinking about something important."

"Hmm, I like it when you're like this."

"My special physique... Even within the Uzumaki Clan, it's extremely rare. Shirou, use your medical ninjutsu to check if I've made progress."

The silky, transparent stockings accentuated her delicate feet. With a resigned expression, Shirou set aside his mission thoughts and turned his attention to Kushina.

"I've been diligently practicing my medical ninjutsu."

Kushina obediently allowed him to examine her, looking as if she'd do whatever he asked.

Shirou's cold hands traced up Kushina's stocking-clad legs, his chakra pulsing as he "examined" her. But his professional demeanor cracked as she arched into his touch with a breathy moan.

"Mmm, your chakra feels so good inside me, Shirou..."

Kushina purred, her face flushed as his energy flowed through her body. Her nipples hardened into tight peaks as his hands moved higher, pushing her thighs apart.

"Such a naughty kunoichi," Shirou growled, his control slipping as she writhed beneath him.

"Getting wet just from a medical exam..."

"Please..." she whimpered as his fingers brushed against her dripping center through the silk stockings.

"I need more than just your chakra..."

Unable to resist any longer, Shirou ripped open the delicate fabric between her legs. Kushina cried out as he thrust two fingers deep inside her tight, soaking pussy. Her inner walls clenched around him desperately.

"You're so wet for me," he groaned, curling his fingers to hit that special spot that made her see stars. His thumb circled her swollen clit as his other hand roughly squeezed her breast.

"Ah~! Shirou~!"

Kushina screamed as he pumped his fingers faster, her hips bucking wildly. "Please, I need your cock~!"

"Such a greedy little princess," he teased, but he was already freeing his thick, hard length. He rubbed the head through her dripping folds before slamming inside to the hilt.

"YES~!" she wailed as he filled her. Her legs wrapped around his waist, the torn stockings adding delicious friction as he pounded into her willing body.

"Take it all," Shirou commanded, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise as he fucked her mercilessly.

"Show me how much you want my cock."

"So deep! Harder!"

Kushina begged shamelessly, her breasts bouncing with each powerful thrust. She could feel herself getting close, her pussy clenching rhythmically around his thick shaft.

Shirou reached down to rub her clit roughly as he increased his pace. "Cum for me, you naughty little princess!"

His words pushed her over the edge and Kushina screamed as her orgasm crashed through her. Her whole body convulsed as waves of pleasure made her vision go white.

Feeling her pussy spasm around him was too much. With a final brutal thrust, Shirou buried himself to the hilt and came hard, flooding her womb with his hot seed.

They collapsed together, panting heavily as they came down from their high. Kushina's torn stockings were completely ruined, but she couldn't bring herself to care as she snuggled contentedly against Shirou's chest.

"I think I need more thorough examinations like that," she giggled breathlessly. "For medical purposes, of course."

Shirou just groaned and pulled her closer. This woman would be the death of him, but what a way to go.

"Not done with you yet," Shirou growled, flipping Kushina onto her hands and knees. His cock was already hardening again as he admired her perfect ass, cum dripping down her thighs.

"But I just-ahhhh!" Kushina's protest turned into a loud moan as he thrust back inside her oversensitive pussy. Her walls were still quivering from her previous orgasm.

He started pounding into her relentlessly, each thrust forcing more desperate cries from her lips.

"Ah~! Too much!" she wailed, her arms giving out as he ravaged her. Her face pressed into the sheets as he used her body for his pleasure.

"Take it like a good girl," Shirou commanded, spanking her ass hard. The sharp sting made her pussy clench around him.

"I know you love being rough."

"Yes~! Use me~!" Kushina sobbed in ecstasy as another orgasm built rapidly. Her whole body trembled as he fucked her without mercy.

Shirou reached around to roughly pinch her nipples, making her scream. "Cum again. Show me how much you love my cock."

His crude words pushed her over the edge and Kushina came hard, her pussy spasming wildly around his thick shaft. But Shirou didn't slow down, fucking her through her orgasm.

"Please! I can't-ahhh!" she wailed as he flipped her onto her back, hooking her legs over his shoulders to thrust even deeper.

"You can and you will," he growled, pounding into her g-spot relentlessly. "I'm going to fuck you until I'm satisfied."

Kushina could only moan incoherently as pleasure overwhelmed her senses. She lost count of how many times she came as Shirou used her body for hours, filling her with load after load of his hot cum.

Finally satisfied, he collapsed beside her trembling form. Kushina could barely move, completely fucked out and leaking his seed.

"Now that's a proper medical examination," Shirou smirked, pulling her against his chest. Kushina just whimpered in response, already drifting off into an exhausted sleep.

He'd have to remember to heal the bruises later. But for now, he simply enjoyed the sight of his thoroughly claimed woman.

...

Outside, the endless sandstorm finally subsided. The earthen hut dissolved, revealing two figures standing beneath the clear sky.

"The sandstorm has finally stopped."

Kushina, holding a water flask, rinsed her mouth and brushed her teeth before jumping onto Shirou's back, clinging to him like a spoiled child.

"It still tastes the same."

Her face radiated happiness as she rested her chin on Shirou's shoulder. Sticking out her pink tongue, she playfully licked his earlobe and whispered:

"Shirou, I have all kinds of stockings and heels waiting for you back at home."

A princess of the Uzumaki Clan—a stunning crimson rose bursting with vitality, beauty, and untold treasures—who looked at him with unbridled devotion. No man could resist.

Shirou smiled indulgently, letting his woman on his back act as she pleased.

"Alright, my princess Kushina is rich. I'll depend on you in the future."

"Hehe, okay! I'll wear all the outfits you like."

Carrying the soft, warm figure on his back, Shirou stepped deeper into the desert. Thanks to his strong ninja physique and wide cloak, he shielded Kushina completely, wrapping her in warmth and safety.

Nestled under the cloak, Kushina clung to the back that gave her security and warmth, her face glowing with happiness.

She closed her eyes, savoring the rare moment of peace.

"Hmm... Shirou, what's wrong?"

Completely relaxed, Kushina had fallen asleep in bliss. But when Shirou gently woke her, she groggily opened her eyes, still resting on his warm shoulder. Her gaze soon filled with shock.

"This... is Roran?"

In the distance, the fierce wind whipped up the yellow sands, revealing an oasis surrounded by a fantastical, storybook-like city.

Towers soared into the sky, their unique designs like something out of a fairytale.

The Ancient Kingdom of Roran!

No one would have imagined that such a wondrous, modern, and mystical nation could exist amidst the endless desert.

"So beautiful."

A woman's first thought was always beauty. Kushina, still perched on Shirou's back, stared in awe at the scene before her and couldn't help but mutter:

"Shirou, when the war is over, let's build a castle like this in Konoha."

Hearing Kushina's bold idea, Shirou couldn't help but laugh. He knew she had inherited the Uzumaki Clan's wealth, but wasn't this a bit excessive?

Is this the whimsy of a princess?

"Kushina, I remember your fortune was meant for rebuilding Uzushio. With the ongoing war, I wouldn't be surprised if the village had its eyes on it."

Though Uzushiogakure had fallen, what nation didn't leave behind treasures for its revival?

After hearing Shirou's teasing words, Uzumaki Kushina couldn't help but smile.

"Shirou, rebuilding a nation requires people. How about once the war ends, we build a castle and have lots of babies? That way, we'll have the foundation for restoring the nation."

As for rebuilding the country, Uzumaki Kushina had never seriously considered it, because she knew the reality.

The ninja world would never allow the Land of Whirlpools to reappear.

"As for the old geezers in the village, hmph! From the moment I arrived in Konoha, they've been eyeing the treasures of the Land of Whirlpools. But how could they possibly get them?"

With a hint of pride, Kushina thought about the treasures meant for the Land of Whirlpools' revival. Her father had told her that those treasures were intended as her dowry.

At that moment, thanks to the extraordinary hearing of ninjas, she instantly heard the sound of explosions in the distance.

"This is...!?"

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A fleeting crimson light flashed in Shirou's eyes, making him squint.

"It seems something unexpected has occurred, and it's a little late."

In the distance, a group of peculiar wooden puppets was attacking three ninjas. The explosions echoed continuously, and even from afar, the sound was clear.

"Those are Konoha ninja forehead protectors!"

Previously lying on Shirou's back like a little cat, Kushina's expression changed the moment she saw the surrounding ninjas in the distance. Her demeanor shifted into that of a seasoned Jonin, her face serious.

"Shirou, be careful! There's no way any of our comrades from the village could be here. This might be a trap!"

In an instant, countless conspiracies flashed through Kushina's mind. Perhaps this was a scheme targeting Shirou, or maybe it was aimed at her, stemming from the village.

However, in the next instant, Kushina's face changed dramatically, filled with disbelief.

"Wood Release!"

In the distance, a ninja wearing a Konoha forehead protector was using the legendary Wood Release technique. This made Kushina's hair stand on end, and she immediately activated her sensory abilities to their fullest. If there were any signs of a trap, she was ready to escape with Shirou immediately.

"It's the legendary Wood Release—but it's different somehow!"

Seeing Kushina's wariness, Shirou remained calm, gazing into the distance.

"Kushina, don't panic just yet. This might turn out to be interesting."

Gently patting Kushina's shoulder to reassure her, a peculiar light flickered in Shirou's Sharingan as the three tomoe spun.

"The chakra of that Wood Release user—I recognize it. Back at the Wood Release experiment facility, there was a child. Later, I handed him over to the Senju clan. It hasn't been that long, so how could he have grown so quickly?

But chakra doesn't lie—it's the same chakra!"

Shirou's solemn voice echoed, leaving Kushina momentarily stunned.

"Impossible! Even brothers born from the same parents have subtle differences in their chakra. How could there be two people with identical chakra in this world?"

Kushina was aware of the child from the Wood Release experiments. But looking into the distance, seeing the ninja using Wood Release, along with a girl and another boy, her pupils contracted.

"That strength! It's the monstrous strength of Tsunade from the Senju clan!"

Shocked moments ago, Kushina's expression changed again as she quickly denied her initial thought:

"No! This isn't a Senju ability—it's some kind of ninjutsu-based super strength!"

"Another one is using Super Beast Imitation Drawing. However, the clan that used this technique was wiped out during the First Great Ninja War. I heard the last survivor was taken into Root. Why is he here!?"

"And that chakra blade—the marking on the hilt—that's from the Senju clan during the First Ninja War! Because it required chakra metal, those blades were incredibly rare!"

Kushina was full of disbelief, her mind racing to process the situation. But no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't make sense of what was happening. Finally, she arrived at one conclusion:

"Shirou, be careful! This might be a plot by Root!"

Hearing this, Shirou twitched at the corner of his mouth. Root had practically become synonymous with conspiracies.

Not just in Konoha, but across the ninja world, whenever something unexplained happened, Root was the first suspect.

"A conspiracy?"

Shirou's Sharingan tomoe spun rapidly, his aura sharp and imposing. Calmly, he placed his hand on the hilt of his Kusanagi blade.

"In the face of absolute power, all conspiracies are futile."

...

In the distance, within the oasis on the outskirts of the ruined Roran Kingdom, Haruno Sakura roared as she punched and destroyed puppet after puppet, the scene utterly explosive.

These rigid, iron-like puppets were shattered with a single punch. Sai, using Super Beast Imitation Drawing, coordinated with his chakra blade to sever the chakra strings controlling the puppets.

"Sakura, be careful!"

As team leader, Yamato shouted urgently while using Wood Release to defend and counterattack.

The three of them were no weaklings. In just a short time, fragments of over a dozen powerful puppets littered the area.

"Captain Yamato, what's going on here? How did the ruins of Roran turn into this!?"

Wearing a sleeveless red top paired with black shorts and a pink outer robe, her hands gloved and legs armored, Sakura's face was full of shock and disbelief.

"Sakura, stay alert! Naruto and I were caught in the power of the Ryūmyaku at different times, which caused us to be separated. This energy seems to be the legendary space-time power..."

Yamato spoke nervously, scanning the area as more powerful puppets appeared.

Despite the three of them being elite Jonin-level ninjas, capable of threatening Kage-level opponents under certain conditions, the puppets here were overwhelmingly strong and durable.

"Damn it! I'll smash these piles of scrap metal!"

Sakura roared, unleashing her monstrous strength. As she, Yamato, and Sai continued their fight, a familiar sound of crackling lightning rang out, making Sakura's pupils tremble.

In an instant, the sound of chirping birds echoed as a figure appeared above them.

The familiar chirping of Chidori, the familiar lightning-based technique, and the familiar Kusanagi blade slashing through the air severed all the chakra strings controlling the puppets.

And that figure—when Sakura saw it, her eyes widened in disbelief, her heart pounding. She muttered under her breath:

"Sa...suke..."

Wearing a white robe that revealed glimpses of his lean muscles and carrying a cold expression, the figure passed through their line of sight.

"Sasuke, is that you!?"

In a daze, Sakura instinctively began to walk toward the figure. Yamato's eyes widened in shock as he shouted:

"Sakura, stop! That can't be Sasuke!"

But before Yamato's warning could stop her, the lightning-clad figure appeared beside Sakura in an instant. She froze as Shirou's calm hand landed gently on her shoulder.

With his other hand, he slowly sheathed his lightning-covered Kusanagi blade. Surrounded by piles of puppet fragments, Yamato and Sai stared in shock. His speed was terrifying!

"I seem to have overheard some interesting information—space-time chakra and the ruined Roran Kingdom..."

Standing tall with an indifferent smile, Shirou's hand crackled with faint lightning as it rested on Sakura's shoulder. It was clear he had subdued her, while simultaneously issuing a silent threat to the other two.