NRaO Chapter 48 (Patreon)

The Hokage left me out of the war, which I was fine with. My side was already dealt with and I knew the information would spread back to the other villages. If I had been able to fully accomplish my plans, I would have spread the news myself. The fear of being completely wiped out would make them far less likely to keep fighting as they would previously. This unfortunately had to be the outcome.

How many lives of Konoha shinobi would die now and in the future because of Hiruzen? How many of Hiruzen’s own friends and family did he just sentenced to death by not taking out a future threat? Who knew, all I knew was that it wouldn’t be zero. Still, with our side being dealt with it meant I could enact some of my plans inside the village without so many prying eyes.

Hiruzen had made an enemy out of me but for the sake of him being my sensei, I wasn’t going to tear his clan down like I planned with his two teammates. I smirked as Homura left his own son in the village and he was doing the easy missions outside the village. I let my spy network gather information and not only did I plan to kill him when he left the village I was going to plant evidence that it was Koharu’s son who did it.

They might figure out that it was me but there will always be that doubt that his old partner betrayed him. I couldn’t help but laugh as I thought of a few more ways to get them at each other's throats. If they kill each other or start a political war between their two clans I can step back and mop up the winner. I expanded into many businesses and crushed my competition who was on the battlefield still.

It was a dirty tactic but I didn’t care much. By the time the wars ended, I would be the number one supplier of food, clothing, weapons, and tools in all of Konoha. The money I had taken to buy slaves was only a tiny percentage of my total assets but I was planning to support my children in the future. Stealing the Akimichi food supply line, the Yamanaka textile line, and the Nara paper and ink line then I could barter with them in the future to give them back for concessions.

The information networks of sensei’s group were all slowly taken over by myself. Hiruzen wouldn’t suffer that much, he had the ninjas to rely on but Homura and Koharu were going to be completely crippled and need to rebuild as they would have to gain new spy assets which would take them years. Years they didn’t have before their clans were broken.

I smiled as many of my women had to go to the warzone but came back with me, it was a mistake to send my clan to a single battlefield. If they wanted to hurt me the divide-and-conquer strategy would have made far more sense. Neither seemed to be that brilliant of a tactician though. Who really cared about them though, they clearly made the wrong decision making an enemy out of me.

It would be years before they finished the war if they followed Hiruzen’s turtle defense strategy so it wasn’t worth thinking about at the moment. I smiled as I still hadn’t made love to all my wives yet and there were still a few in the village I wouldn’t mind chasing with all the downtime I had now. Pataru(One-handed scorch release), Ibo(concentrated shuriken beam ninjutsu), and Bushi(Third eye tattoo).

There was still Raphtalia but she was avoiding me for some reason. It was clear now even during the war she avoided being near the same mission. I’d have thought she didn’t like me but my senses said it was the exact opposite and she was holding herself back. I chuckled as I couldn’t comprehend what she was thinking. I led the three into my room and began undressing them.

Pataru was a true beauty with the only blemish of her appearance the missing hand. Not only did it make her less attractive it hurt her ability to use ninjutsu. There was single-hand release ninjutsu but they were far fewer than multi-hand ninjutsu. I would need to think of a way to recover her hand, perhaps a chakra-compatible prosthesis.

Ibo was a smaller girl with purple hair and small perky tits. Her hips were made for bearing children and made her legs thicker than someone her petiteness should have. They were an assman’s wet dream and I couldn’t wait to play with her. Bushi was a big tittied brown haired beauty. I was once again going to fuck a small, medium, and large chested set of women.

I had them hold each other from smallest to largest before pressing them down on the bed. I was going to fuck them nesting doll style. Starting with the smallest my penis was just too big for her to fit the whole thing. I rocked back and forth on my knees at a slow moderate pace as her breathing sped up. She was quiet until her first orgasm then she involuntarily cried out.

Like a sudden switch was flipped she had orgasm after orgasm every minute or so. As she was just about to give in and fall asleep I lifted her up and placed her down beside the other two. It let me fuck her at a much faster speed and her orgasms started to roll from one to the next before her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she passed out.

Next was Pataru. I flipped her over so she was facing Bushi and fucked her doggy style. Every thrust drew a wince of pain from her and made her arousal spike after I found that out I began to spank her ass and aggressively knead her tits pulling at her nipples. Every time I yanked her nipples her tunnel would tighten around me. Her single orgasm is at a much higher level than Ibo’s. She foamed at the mouth as I grabbed her by the shoulders and slammed in emptying my seed into her.

Bushi said to wait as she turned away from me and ran a comb through her hair before she tossed it back and tied a protector to hold it in place and cover up her third eye… WHAT THE FUCK! How’d this beauty sneak passed me so far? Her face was developing a blush as I stared at a woman on the same level as Tsunade in terms of breast size and beauty.

She guided me onto the bed and began to fellate me. Starting at my side but making her way off the bed planting her feet and hands on the sides of me so she can face fuck herself even faster. I didn’t prefer blowjobs. If given the option I’d just rather have sex but her throat was so fast and hard that she drew me to orgasm at about the same speed.

She popped off after a mouthful and ropes sprayed on her face covering the Konoha forehead protector first with three jets then one hit her eye before another four emptied themselves onto her tits. Being shot in the eye only made her flinch back for a moment as she got back into place for the rest. She rubbed my cream into her skin as she kept bringing her fingers to her mouth.

She sexually moaned and I couldn’t take it anymore. I pulled her back onto the bed and put her underneath me as I began to mate her thoroughly. It was seven orgasms later that she finally tapped out, her pussy gushing liquids and making a popping noise as I pull out. I sigh in satisfaction as I make more plans and finalize who I’m going to consume next.