Chapter 120: An interesting night

Three hours later in Tsukuyomi space.

Kisame's worldview was smashed to pieces, and then reshaped a little bit.

"So, Project Tsuki no Me is just an illusion to immerse everyone in a false world created by 'Uchiha Madara', aka Obito?"

After so many twists and turns, Project Tsuki no Me turned out to be fake.

"Okay, what else do you want to ask?"

Natsuo spoke for more than three hours, and even he felt tired from the sight of the infinite void of Tsukuyomi space.

Kisame thought for a moment and shook his head.

"Not for now, but I will verify everything you said."

If what Natsuo said was true, then his life - belonged to him.

"That's good." Natsuo smiled, and a kunai appeared in his hand, then several clones surrounded Kisame.

"To avoid any type of suspicion, we have to be as careful as possible.

Kisame started to panic. "Actually, my acting ability is not bad, it's not necessary... ah!"

The reality, an instant later.

Kisame fell to his knees in pain, his shark-like face contorting.

"Kisame!"

Itachi also sensed the change on Kisame's side and complained inwardly: 'I'm a Konoha spy, why do you hit so hard?'

But he couldn't say those words, so he had to use his last resort.

"Susanoo!"

A huge red skeleton emerged, dispelling the darkness. A skeleton arm stretched out and grabbed Kisame from the ground.

Itachi took the opportunity to use Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique, blocking Natsuo's attack, and then escaped.

Kakashi wanted to chase but was stopped by Natsuo.

"Don't worry about them, go see Naruto first."

Kakashi remembered Itachi's words from just now and hurriedly left.

He also has to report today's intelligence to the two advisors without delay.

Only Kurenai and Natsuo were left at the scene.

"Are you OK?"

Seeing Kurenai's bruised red arm, Natsuo used the Mystical Palm Technique to treat her and soon the bruise disappeared.

Kurenai stared at Natsuo who was treating her carefully.

Natsuo said with concern: "How are you feeling, honey? The wounds are not serious, but it is better to treat them as soon as possible."

Kurenai looked gratefully at Natsuo. "Thank you for saving me, my hero."

As Natsuo finished treating the wounds, he said: "You're welcome, honey. Don't worry, you'll be fine in no time."

Kurenai with a suggestive look and a mischievous smile said: "You know, after a rescue like that, I think I deserve something special today. Something... exclusive."

Natsuo was a little surprised at Kurenai's flirtatious smile and insinuation.

Natsuo raised an eyebrow and said with a mischievous smile: "Exclusive, you say? I have a couple of options, but I think I know what you mean."

Kurenai said as she approached: "Yes, I want... your exclusive attention today. I don't want to share you with your other wives."

"Oh, honey, you're a constant temptation. Are you sure you want to deal with me alone tonight?"

Kurenai replied: "I think I can handle it."

Natsuo leans towards her, a mix of amusement and desire in her gaze.

"So, it'll be a…interesting night."

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A forest outside the town.

Itachi fled here with Kisame and seeing that Natsuo did not catch up with them, he dispersed the Susanoo.

Although it was only used for a short period of time, there was also a piercing pain in his body.

"Itachi-sama, are you okay?"

Kisame was panting heavily, supporting his body with Samehada, cursing Natsuo constantly in his heart.

"It's no big deal, we have to abandon the mission about the Nine-Tails, now we have to go back and tell the leader what happened."

Itachi felt a little relieved, Akatsuki wouldn't be going after the Nine-Tails Jinchūriki for a while. But Kisame, uncharacteristically, did not listen to his advice.

"Itachi-sama, we are so embarrassed today because of Natsuo. Wait for me to recover for a few days and I will take revenge on Konoha before returning."

"No!"

Itachi's face changed, and he said almost subconsciously. He immediately realized that his performance had been a bit exaggerated and returned to his indifferent face.

"It is certain that the people of Konoha will now be alert to intruders, if you return you may find yourself surrounded by enemies."

"I used to be a Kirigakure Anbu, so I have no problem seeking revenge on the few remaining members of the Uchiha clan in Konoha." Kisame was unmoved.

"That won't work either." Itachi collapsed in his heart, why did everything end like this? Now Kisame wants to seek revenge against the Uchiha clan, what if he ends up attacking Sasuke?

"Everything about the Uchiha clan belongs to me, so you can't touch them."

Deliberately emphasizing it, Itachi walked towards the distance.

They can't stay in the Land of Fire anymore, God knows what trouble they might encounter if they stay.

Kisame must stay away from Konoha.

What Itachi couldn't see was that behind him, Kisame showed a playful smile.

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Residence of the Uchiha clan.

In the dim light of the bedroom, the soft light of the candles danced on the walls, coloring the room with warm, golden tones. Kurenai sat on the edge of the bed, her short skirt rising slightly as Natsuo approached her with an intense gaze. His lips met hers in a kiss that was like a burning whisper, his strong hands holding her face tenderly.

The rustling sound of silk brushing against her skin mingled with the calm rhythm of her labored breathing, an echo of the tension building between them. The deep, dark tones of the bedroom enhanced the intimacy of the moment, creating a separate world where only the two of them existed.

Kurenai closed her eyes, letting her senses flood with sensations. She shivered slightly as she felt Natsuo's hands slide under her blouse, seeking the warmth of her skin.

His fingers explored with a gentle touch, caressing the softness of her stomach, a journey that awakened pleasurable sensations.

The atmosphere was filled with barely audible whispers, the rubbing of the fabric against her skin, her contented sigh as she felt her breasts being caressed with passion.

Natsuo, giving in to desire, ripped the blouse without breaking it completely, revealing suggestive nudity. The rustle of her torn fabric mixed with the rapid beating of her hearts, creating a private melody in the middle of the room.

Kurenai felt a surge of emotions. The contact of Natsuo's lips on her skin unleashed a cascade of sensations that ran through her body, a dance of caresses that ignited the fire of their shared passion.

Kurenai pushed Natsuo onto the bed. A playful smile graced her face as she folded the hem of her skirt, transforming it into a suggestive belt that showed off the curves of her body as she sat on it.

Kurenai felt intoxicated by the tension-filled atmosphere, a tingle of anticipation running through her body as she settled on top of Natsuo.

With a hasty gesture, she removed the last piece of clothing that prevented their connection.

Kurenai, with a mixture of longing and expectation, bit her lip lightly as she lowered her hips, a dance of emotions in her gaze as tension and desire intertwined within her.

In the darkness of the bedroom, the atmosphere was permeated with a palpable intimacy. Kurenai was on top of Natsuo, a fiery embrace uniting them tightly. Her labored breathing and glances full of complicity spoke of a shared desire and a deep connection.

The silence was filled with barely audible whispers, the touch of their bodies, the rapid beating of their hearts. Kurenai let out a shaky breath, an echo of the pleasure that coursed through her being, as she gently lay down on Natsuo's chest, exhausted but completely given over to the intimate moment they had shared.

In the dim light of the bedroom, the atmosphere was charged with an intimate connection between Kurenai and Natsuo. With a playful gesture, he hugged her, and, in one smooth motion, they rolled together. A sincere laugh escaped her lips as she found herself beneath him, a moment of complicity that added warmth to the moment.

The rustles of silk and the faint sound of her shared breathing intertwined in the air. Burning desire flowed between them as he moved gently, seeking to make the experience more exciting.

With a playful touch, Natsuo took a bottle of wine and spread some over Kurenai's skin, tracing a tantalizing path from her neck to her chest. The atmosphere was filled with the intoxicating aroma, adding a sensual nuance to the atmosphere, as Natsuo explored the contours of Kurenai's softness, each caress igniting the passion between them.

With increasingly faster movements, Natsuo sought to deepen the connection they shared. They embraced each other passionately, letting desire grow in the warmth of their union.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss before they took a brief pause, breathing deeply into each other.

Natsuo forcefully turned Kurenai, continuing their intimate connection. The barely audible whispers of her breath filled the room, mixing with the rapid beating of her heart.

A moment of ecstasy was reflected on Kurenai's face as she, with a suppressed sigh, experienced pleasure beyond words. Natsuo held her as she surrendered to the intensity of the moment.

After a pause, Natsuo had her turn on her side, allowing them to maintain the connection as he slid into her with passion. Natsuo's passionate caresses on Kurenai's breasts added a nuance of complicity and desire to his encounter with her.

A sigh of ecstasy escaped Kurenai's lips as her pleasure washed over her, manifesting in a moment of complete surrender and connection with Natsuo. Natsuo then gently turned Kurenai's face as she stood with her back to him. Their gazes met, their lips touching in a soft dance of tongues that expressed the deep connection between them.

They shared intimate moments throughout the night, until Kurenai passed out from exhaustion.

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