Naruto: I'm Nine-Tails and My Host is Kushina-Chapter 85

No. 18,114!

Kurama flicked his finger.

He had already taken down over 18,000 Iwagakure shinobi.

A fraction of them fell by his direct attacks.

The majority were trapped within his Genjutsu, a nightmarish Tsukuyomi that ensnared their minds in an illusion they could never escape. In the real world, their bodies dropped like lifeless husks, cold and unresponsive.

"The 8,080th!"

The Third Raikage exhaled heavily, his broad chest rising and falling.

Even for him, cutting through thousands of enemies like slicing through paper required immense stamina. He had personally annihilated over eight thousand Iwa shinobi. If he were alone, facing a force of over thirty thousand, exhaustion would have claimed him long before he could finish the battle.

For the first time in his life, the unbreakable wall that was the Third Raikage was feeling the strain.

Sweat dripped from his brow, his breaths came in harsh gasps.

But Kurama stood beside him, immaculate.

The nine-tailed fox in human form had effortlessly subdued over eighteen thousand Iwa shinobi, yet his breathing remained steady. His body showed no signs of fatigue, as though his stamina was endless.

"Nine-Tails... I lost."

The Third Raikage forced a bitter smile.

Even at his strongest, even with his legendary endurance, he was nothing before Kurama. He could fight Gyūki, the Eight-Tails, to a standstill for days on end. But against Kurama? There was no comparison.

Now, seeing Kurama's true power, the Third Raikage felt relieved that he had already dispatched an official surrender letter and a peace treaty to Konoha.

No matter what, Kurama belonged to Konoha.

And Cloud could not afford to be on Konoha's bad side.

By the time Kurama and the Third Raikage arrived at Iwagakure's forward headquarters, they found the building eerily silent.

Empty.

A moment of careful observation confirmed it—the surviving Iwa shinobi were retreating at full speed.

They were running for their lives, abandoning their posts in a mad dash to return to their homeland.

Kurama did not bother chasing them.

The message had been delivered.

They would never dare to return.

"Lord Nine-Tails, thank you for your aid today. When I return to Kumogakure, I will accept all of Konoha's terms," the Third Raikage said solemnly, cupping his fists in gratitude.

It was Kurama who had helped him escape the encirclement of the Iwa shinobi.

The title of 'Lord Nine-Tails' was well deserved.

The Raikage also made a silent vow—so long as Kurama willed it, Cloud would never act against Konoha again.

Kurama's lips curled into a slight smirk.

That wasn't what he was after.

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"Third Raikage, I will have to trouble you in the future... when the time comes for Cloud to march against Konoha."

The words hit like a thunderclap.

The Third Raikage froze.

What?

Had he misheard?

Wasn't Kurama from Konoha?

Why was he implying that Cloud should attack it?

He stared at Kurama, trying to gauge his intentions. But the beast's eyes revealed nothing.

Kurama had his own motives.

The Third Raikage was no fool. As a leader, he knew when not to question things beyond his understanding.

He gave a simple nod, offered a few parting words, and set off for the Land of Lightning.

He had to inform his people—his son A, his comrades, all of Kumogakure—that he had survived.

More importantly, that the war was over for them.

Upon his return, the Third Raikage wasted no time in issuing a decree:

The Land of Lightning was withdrawing from the Third Great Ninja War.

War was inevitable.

But for now, the Land of Lightning would not be the aggressor.

They would defend their land and rebuild.

That was enough.

After dismantling the Iwa forces, Kurama returned to Kushina's unit.

The moment she saw him, Kushina rushed forward, wrapping him in a tight embrace.

The Konoha shinobi around them let out collective sighs.

"Damn... even Kushina-sama is acting like this."

"That's Uzumaki Kushina for you. Strong, fiery, and now utterly conquered by one man."

"Senhiku, huh... I guess some people really can do anything."

Inside the command tent, Kushina leaned closer, her voice playful.

"Kurama, tell me, did you wipe out all of Iwa's forces?"

Kurama smirked. "Yeah, that old warhorse, the Third Raikage, and I chased them off."

"Wait, hold up—he fought alongside you? That stubborn old man?!"

Kurama chuckled, polishing the story a little.

"It was a battle of endurance. He might be the 'strongest shield,' but even he knew when to retreat."

Kushina burst into laughter.

"Hah! That old geezer actually backed off? You really are too good at spinning stories!"

Then her expression grew serious.

"Kurama, does this mean the war is coming to an end?"

"Yes," he replied. "With the Third Raikage back in the Land of Lightning, he'll switch to a defensive strategy. Iwa has lost too many shinobi. They won't have the resources to keep fighting. The remaining factions—Suna and Kiri—will lose their will to continue soon enough. The Third Ninja War is ending."

Kushina stared at him, admiration flickering in her eyes.

"You basically turned the tide of the war on your own. That's insane, Kurama."

She then flashed a mischievous grin.

"You know... this calls for a celebration."

Kurama raised an eyebrow. "A celebration? Here? In a war camp?"

She grabbed his hand.

Flying Thunder God Technique!

In an instant, they were back in Konoha.

Away from the battlefield.

Away from war.

For the next three days, they lived in blissful peace.

Meanwhile, the news of the battle spread across the shinobi world.

It was said that the Third Raikage had single-handedly fought off an army of 30,000 Iwa shinobi.

But whispers of another tale circulated as well.

That he was not alone.

That another warrior had stood by his side.

The identity of this man remained a mystery.

For now.

But soon, the entire world would come to know the name:

Senhiku.

The Uchiha who walked alongside the Nine-Tails.

Iwagakure.

Inside the Tsuchikage's war chamber, Onoki sat stone-faced, rage bubbling beneath the surface.

His son Kitsuchi had led 30,000 men.

Only 10,000 had returned.

It was a catastrophic loss.

After learning the details, Onoki did not punish his son.

Instead, he praised him for making the right call to retreat.

Had he stayed and fought to the last man, Iwagakure would have lost its entire force.

The Tsuchikage gritted his teeth.

"Damn you, Konoha. Have you and Kumogakure joined forces behind our backs?!"

He had thought he was outmaneuvering them.

Instead, he had been utterly crushed.

Onoki clenched his fists, knowing one bitter truth:

Iwagakure had no choice but to withdraw.

For now.

The war was over.

But the grudges?

They would never fade.

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