Controlling New Power

"No… no… Kurenai sensei, save me… Nooo!" Sitting up from her bed, the young lady's chest heaved with exertion as she struggled to catch her breath, her body still trembling from the lingering fear of her nightmare.

Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead as she sat on her bed, her eyes wide with terror. For a brief moment, she questioned the reality of her surroundings, muttering to herself, "So, a nightmare?"

In response to her distressing cries, the heavy wooden door creaked open, revealing a masked Anbu operative who stepped into the room. Another Anbu followed closely behind, their presence exuding an air of authority.

One of them spoke up, his voice carrying a somber tone as he addressed the young lady, "Yakumo, it's fortunate that you've awakened. We have some questions for you..."

The room filled with a tense atmosphere as the Anbu proceeded to interrogate the young lady. They probed for information, seeking any shred of insight or clues that might aid their investigation.

After a thorough but brief questioning, the Anbu exchanged glances and shook their heads in disappointment. One of them spoke, his voice tinged with a touch of regret, "If you remember anything or come across any leads, please do not hesitate to inform us."

With those words, the Anbu turned and left the room, leaving the young lady sitting alone on her bed, enveloped in silence. As for why they didn't bring her back for a real Konoha interrogation, who knows.

Time seemed to stand still as Yakumo contemplated the recent events. After a moment of introspection, she mustered the strength to rise from her bed, intending to continue with her day.

However, as she shifted to the edge of the mattress, a sharp pang of pain shot through her body, causing her to crumple to the ground in weakness.

Clutching the source of the discomfort, she peered down at her lower body, her confusion evident in her voice as she whispered, "Why is it so uncomfortable here?"

In the confines of a modern hotel room, the events of the villa unfolded on the television screen, filling the room with a palpable tension. Shino could feel the weight of the situation pressing down on him, the sensation coiling around him like a cold, suffocating noose.

Despite his quickening actions and calculated moves, the friction caused by his efforts seemed unable to loosen the icy grip on his sensational plans. It was as if his actions were futile, and his impending doom loomed inevitable.

"Ha... Ha... So, how does it feel, Shino-sama?" Karina's voice broke the silence, revealing a mixture of jealousy and frustration in her tone.

"It's a strange feeling," Shino replied, his hands skillfully shaping two small components of his plan, fitting perfectly in his hands. "But it's tight. Very tight."

"Can't get enough, can you?" Karina huffed, her face flushed with a mixture of envy and longing, her gaze sweeping past the grey kimono laying aside before shifting towards the masked creature without its protective carapace armor, her pale skin fully revealed as she laid stiffly like a corpse.

"Yes..." Shino's groan resonated in the room as his movements momentarily stuttered to a halt, forcefully concealing the subtle clues of his plan within the tight confines of his newly established domain. "You know what I meant, after all, time is tight. We never know when the world will throw us a curveball."

"Humph," Karina muttered, turning her face away and crossing her arms in a display of jealousy, her body trembling slightly as she caught familiar noises in the background.

Observing her reaction, a mischievous grin played on Shino's lips as he gently lifted her chin, guiding her gaze back to his own. He leaned in, their lips meeting briefly before parting, and he locked eyes with Karina, declaring, "But, of course, my Karina is and will always be the best."

Karina's cheeks flushed slightly as she leaned in, resting her head against Shino's shoulder, and softly murmured her acknowledgment, "Hmm. Then, why don't you take it out?"

"Stuck again," Shino replied, feeling the newfound power embrace him, the cold sensation causing his senses to be heightened.

"Sophistry," Karina pouted, her seductive tongue grazing her lips. "Just dispel the genjutsu. Let me take care of the rest. Karina can't contain herself any longer after being burned..."

Surveying the compliant demoness silently gazing back at him, Shino's deep gaze then focused on Karina before he relented, his mahogany locks fading back into their natural black hue.

As the illusion of the hotel room wavered and dissipated, Shino found himself in his base's lounge, and it wasn't long before a sense of warmth replaced the cold tightness he had dispelled. It was a contrast that heightened his senses, allowing him to comprehend his control over the newly unleashed genjutsu domain.

When the Kurama bloodline limit was first acquired, he unleashed his genjutsu domain instinctively, revealing an image that resonated with his very essence, a creep-infested world filled with biomass. Yet, this manisfestation remained beyond his complete control, a manifestation of his core that defied his mastery.

After returning to his base, through relentless dedication and tireless effort, he delved into the depths of his newfound bloodline limit, determined to unlock the secrets of controlling his genjutsu domain. With the aid of both Karina and Kurenai, he discovered the means to harness its power - a medium that would serve as the conduit for his transformative abilities.

Enter the system's holographic display, an innovative canvas that replaced the outdated medium of old-fashioned strokes on a painting.

With the Karina's assistance through the system, he could visualize and generate intricate 3D scenes within the hidden recesses of his vision, manipulating his genjutsu domain with unparalleled ease. The scope of his creation surpassed the boundaries of imagination, capable of spanning a vast expanse that dwarfed even the mighty village of Konoha.

The implications of this newfound power were staggering, its potential for domination undeniable. If anything, it was overpowered.

Alas... the genjutsu world he could conjure was an unstoppable force, but it was still limited by the range in which he could pull others within his world's illusory grasp. The actual area of effect in reality wasn't as large as he expected, at least, not as large as the generated genjutsu world itself.

Also, the genjutsu world itself was restricted by his computation power. Despite calling it a world, it could at most be considered a city. He was still far from achieving a full genjutsu world. After all, the larger and more complex the environment, the higher the requirement of spiritual power.

Yet, with the growth of his spiritual or computation power, both of these range would inevitably expand.

Beyond his exploration of the intricacies of his genjutsu domain, he also delved into the mysterious depths of his summoned demoness, investing countless hours in unraveling the hidden possibilities concealed within her maturing form.

And when his thoughts turned to this peculiar realm, a strange expression crossed Shino's face.

His Yakumo possessed the ability to breathe fire, reminiscent of the original Ido. However, the flames she produced were now of a vibrant pink hue and devoid of the destructive capabilities of their fiery counterparts.

Instead, these pink flames defied conventional understanding as they ignited a unique heat within their victims, a sensation that stirred their senses when contact is made.

Karina, now lost in the heat before him, was a living testament to the effects of this captivating flame, her existence temporarily affected by its influence.

As Shino reveled in the results of his experiments with his newfound powers, a nagging sense of unease clawed at the edges of his consciousness. Something felt off, as if a misstep had occurred along the way. Did something go wrong somewhere? Why were his abilities taking on a twisted quality, growing increasingly crooked?

"Well, it shouldn't matter, I suppose," he mused aloud, contemplating the state of his crooked existence. "After all, my life has already taken a crooked path. Perhaps those lurking in the shadows, watching and reading from behind the scenes, stayed to relish my crooked nature."

Karina, with her seductive lips parted as she gasped for breath, chimed in, her voice laced with mischief. "Ha... Ha... It's not just your abilities that have become crooked, my dear. Even your plans are veering down a crooked path. You even had Kurenai seal her memories after the deed... Haha... crooked, shameless, bad..."

Shino raised an eyebrow, teasing the beauty before him as he countered, "Oh? Would you no longer love me if I become so irredeemably bad?"

Karina's seductive laughter filled the room for a while, resonating with a mix of content and affection, before she finally responded. "Ha... Ha... No matter how bad you become, my dearest, Karina will always love you just the same."

With her arms encircling his neck and her face drawing near, Karina sealed any chance for Shino to respond. Their discussion regarding their future plans continued, and as they neared the completion of their current scheme, Shino found himself resisting the urge to implement it, burdened by some worries that weighed heavily on his mind.

Separating from Shino, Karina, now catching her breath, locked her gaze on Shino, her eyes silently questioning his sudden hesitation.

With a mere thought, Shino's hair returned to its deep brown shade, and his genjutsu domain expanded to encompass the biosphere once more.

Within moments, Yakumo emerged from the shadows, standing before him in the same state she had been left before. A sticky note hung down from the spot where Shino had stashed his clues, reminding him of their previous activities.

Witnessing Yakumo's reappearance, Karina's once rosy face dimmed, and a trace of dissatisfaction seeped into her tone as she voiced her concerns. "Shino, why her? Am I not enough?"

Shaking his head, Shino pulled Karina into a tender embrace, allowing her to find solace sitting by his side. He proceeded to explain, this time utilizing the system to convey his thoughts, their dialogue taking on a mysterious and cryptic quality.

[I do not like to leave risks unattended, factors outside of my control, no matter how small. She is not under your control, and may even have authority right below mine. Due to her being a separate entity, it is also unknown if she is actually truly under my control. To ensure your safety, I must feed her enough to completely assimilate her. This will ensure that she won't be able to escape my control and make any waves. Even if you can't control her, I won't have to worry about her betraying the Hive.]

While Shino sent his comforting thoughts to Karina, he made sure to reinforce his affectionate words in reality, seeking to soothe his lover's concerns. "You know the reason, Karina. You should understand that your place in my heart is unique and irreplaceable. So, there's no need for jealousy towards others."

Karina pouted momentarily, her gaze sweeping over the silent doll standing before her. Eventually, she nodded, burying her face against Shino's chest, relishing in his scent.

With Karina's acquisence, a smile tugged at the corners of Shino's lips as he focused his gaze on the motionless Yakumo. His voice carried a husky tone as he issued his command, "Do as we taught you before."

Upon hearing his instructions, Yakumo tilted her head slightly as if processing his command before slowly lowering herself to a kneeling position. Then, with a distinct clack, the mouth on her demonic mask opened, a clear indication of the fire she was prepared to unleash.

Resembling a rigid doll, her head bowed lower, the opening in the mask inviting the entry of the unknown, bringing a chilling sensation to Shino as his deep eyes fixated on her mechanically bobbing head.

Despite her simplistic and unemotional movements, the cold simplicity of her task evoked a unique sensation within Shino, one that swiftly propelled him to unleash his lingering worries regarding their plan.

Yakumo silently absorbed his concerns, yet her actions remained steadfast and unchanged, akin to a doll with no emotions. Only the silent swallowing motions of her throat indicated the fact that she was accepting all his worries, yet she swallowed even her own response, her mechanical actions continuing, a hint of variation mixed in her movements.

On the other hand, Karina seemed attuned to Shino's anxieties, purposefully diverting his attention as she informed him, "Shino, your clone has just accepted a new mission, but this time, it's not with Team 8. You might find this upcoming assignment intriguing."

Curiosity sparked within Shino as he inquired, "Oh? What mission?"

Displaying the mission details on a holographic screen that appeared in Shino's vision, Karina elaborated, "It's an escort mission to the Land of the Sea. This appears to be the Kaima Capture mission, and you marked it as an interesting mission in the database."

"Indeed, it does sound intriguing," Shino mused, a sense of anticipation rekindling within him.

After all, there was a possibility of gathering valuable research data from one of Uncle Snake's hidden experimental labs. Furthermore, two notable characters were participating in this mission: Anko Mitarashi and Ino Yamanaka.

Who will Shino's sinister machinations ensnare next? Who will Shino's evil hands stretch out to next?

The possibilities were tantalizingly ripe, isn't it?