Just as Otsutsuki Tsukihime frowned while searching, a black shadow quietly spread in the void above her head. From it stretched out a dainty black fist that smashed down at lightning speed.

A sneak attack~

Pa!

The solid feedback of the blow made Kaguya Wǎngliǎng, within the Shadow Realm, raise her brow in surprise.

"Huh?"

This descendant who awakened the Tenseigan… so weak?

But before she could wonder further, she realized her fist was being pulled and locked down by a massive gravitational force. She instinctively used more strength, yet it didn't budge.

"Hmph~ the same trick as that thief. So this really is his clone."

Tsukihime's cold voice came from below. Wǎngliǎng peeked down and was shocked to see her fist wasn't striking the girl's body at all, but had been clamped tightly by a solidified layer of chakra armor. That overbearing gravitational pull was clearly one of the Tenseigan's powers.

"Tch~"

Kaguya Wǎngliǎng clicked her tongue. As the progenitor of dōjutsu, she naturally understood the wonders of the Otsutsuki clan's eyes. Manipulating repulsion and attraction was their basic skill, yet she never thought she'd suffer at the hands of an ability she usually disdained.

As nothing more than a will-incarnation born through Wǎngliǎng, she didn't bring her full body's power, only her essence. Whatever abilities this dōjutsu construct possessed—that was all she had.

It was obvious now: Wǎngliǎng, as a Mangekyō-level construct, couldn't contend directly with an opponent on the level of the Tenseigan.

But she couldn't just sit and wait. The Rabbit Goddess couldn't lose face.

Wǎngliǎng gritted her teeth, pulling her entire body out of the Shadow Realm. With an exotic black foot, she lashed out at Tsukihime's cold, beautiful face at a sharp angle.

"Oh?"

Tsukihime's lips parted slightly, surprised this clone still had fight. As that slender foot carrying great force came at her, her eyes narrowed, and the space around her twisted. Getting hit wouldn't wound her—but it would hardly be elegant.

[Repulsion]

Boom!

Kaguya Wǎngliǎng was flung away by a sudden burst of force, tumbling through the air in a black arc before landing somewhat awkwardly in front of Uchiha Gin.

Her usually blank face showed, for the first time, a flicker of annoyance. But with her back to Gin, he didn't notice her slip.

"Ugh!"

Just as she was about to fight seriously, Gin stepped forward, raising a hand to block her.

"?"

This sudden gesture made the annoyed Wǎngliǎng's eyes turn strange.

This curly-haired brat… is he trying to flirt with her?

"Your control of the Tenseigan really has gotten skilled."

Gin had no thought of seducing his own dōjutsu construct. He simply believed Wǎngliǎng couldn't get the upper hand against Tsukihime's Tenseigan, and his newly forged belt had just been raised—he couldn't let this girl smash it into a broken edition.

"Don't think a few sweet words will fool me."

In Tenseigan Mode, Tsukihime radiated a divine aura, even more sacred than before, stirring an impulse in others to kneel.

Her azure Tenseigan eyes fixed on Gin, and for some reason she felt a sour pang in her chest.

"You and Bìluò are good sisters. That makes you basically my little sister-in-law. We're all family—why fight the moment we meet?"

Pressed under her sharp gaze, Gin scratched his head awkwardly. He and Otsutsuki Bìluò had a "beyond friendship" bond, and if he really injured this girl, he'd have to pay for it later—in bed.

"I'll keep it measured."

But Tsukihime wouldn't just back down. Having finally mastered the Tenseigan, she had to test herself against Gin, to prove who was the rightful Otsutsuki heir.

"But…"

Seeing Gin still hesitant, she thought he feared injury and added:

"Besides, I'm skilled in medical ninjutsu. As long as you're breathing, I can bring you back."

…No, you've got it wrong.

"Enough nonsense. That clone isn't my opponent. Show me the rest of your power!"

With arms folded, Tsukihime looked down at him like the lunar answer, the pinnacle of the Otsutsuki.

"Sigh~"

So much for reasoning with her.

Gin turned to Wǎngliǎng, face solemn.

"Wǎngliǎng-chan, will you run one lap with me?"

"…"

She couldn't speak. After a brief pause, she slowly nodded.

"Then I'll be counting on you, Wǎngliǎng-chan!"

He'd had his puppets drill her day and night, grinding her proficiency, all to finally forge a belt of his own.

And just recently, through their feedback, Gin had learned the big news—his Wǎngliǎng was complete.

He, Uchiha Gin, was finally a man with a belt!

(Though maybe those two puppets leaking oil needed a lunar overhaul…)

"What nonsense are you muttering?"

Seeing Gin ignoring her and fussing over the dark-skinned clone, Tsukihime flared with nameless fire, eyes flashing with anger.

But Gin, full of anticipation, turned back toward her, the corners of his lips curling as he raised a hand to his face in a ridiculous pose.

"The law of victory is already decided!"

As his words fell, his Mangekyō began to spin, pouring out chilling power that made Tsukihime frown.

Then, behind him, Wǎngliǎng stepped forward, as if sensing it.

"Wǎngliǎng—henshin!"

Her black body shone with radiant light, engulfing Gin in his foolish pose.

"Rabbit! Rider System!"

"Evolution!"

"~~~"

"Are you ready?"

"Rabbit! Rabbit!"

"Evol Rabbit!"

The dazzling light didn't harm Tsukihime. But the strange electronic voices within made the well-read girl frown.

Such bizarre language… she'd never heard before.

"Hahahaha!!"

Then came Gin's manic laughter, like long-suppressed resentment bursting free.

"Putting on airs!"

Feeling unsettled, Tsukihime pouted, hurling countless azure chakra spheres into the light.

Boom boom boom!

Explosions shook the chamber, dust filling the air. From below, Otsutsuki Bìluò rose on tiptoe, peering anxiously.

"I did it… I did it!!!"

Her worry was needless. From the dust emerged a new figure, Gin's voice ringing out.

"Armor?"

Tsukihime gaped at the strange silhouette.

"No… I've come to fight!"

Stepping out, Gin trembled with joy as he looked at the ornate armor wrapping him, and the belt unlike Uchiha Yao's.

Now clad head to toe in red-and-blue armor, golden exoskeleton at his joints, insect-like faceplate with no antennae but giant rabbit ears sprouting from crimson eyes—

"Ridiculous."

Tsukihime soon recovered, casually judging him strange.

But Gin only summoned a water mirror to admire himself, stroking those rabbit ears with furrowed brows.

Why a rabbit?

Meanwhile, Kaguya's consciousness, as Wǎngliǎng, had become his armor, while her will was trapped in the belt.

"What a strange feeling…"

She found her essence being slowly drained.

Tsukihime gave him no time to muse, flinging more chakra spheres. Gin sighed, giving up on pondering his style. He devoured them with a Shadow Rift.

"Tsukihime, I'll ask you once more. Do you really want to fight?"

His first successful transformation, he now calmed, giving his ultimatum.

"Annoying! Take my Ginrin Tensei Baku (Silver Wheel Reincarnation Explosion)!"

Treating him like a child, Tsukihime unleashed raging silver chakra blades.

"Hah~ then come!"

Rejecting a girl's request isn't what a knight does.

Gin raised his hand, shadows erupted, intercepting the silver storm until nothing remained.

"A troublesome ability…"

Battle-hardened, she gauged the Shadow Realm: devouring ninjutsu, hiding the user, unseen even by Tenseigan. But since it was space, her Tenseigan could still interfere.

She flew down, fists blazing.

"Shinkūgeki! (Divine Empty Strike)"

A shockwave invisible to the eye hurtled at him, bending space itself.

"Taijutsu, huh? Perfect."

Gin's fist met hers head-on.

Boom!

The collision shook the hall, priceless ornaments crashing down.

Her godly blow—stopped with one punch. Even Kaguya's will inside Gin was startled by Wǎngliǎng's unexpected performance.

"Pa!"

Tsukihime pressed on, raining fists like a storm. Gin countered, frown deepening. Seizing her arm, he was blasted back by chakra armor.

"Not right… completely not right."

His power and chakra were suppressed, belt energy disturbing his chakra flow.

In short—this belt had nasty side effects.

"Tch~ figures. A man can't be both cool and strong."

Tsukihime, seeing his distraction, lunged with a fist. Gin slipped into the Shadow Realm—only for her to follow, Tenseigan tearing in.

"So annoying… is Wǎngliǎng's proficiency too low?"

Inside, Gin sat cross-legged, examining his driver. Two slots—yet only one rabbit bottle inserted. No wonder the side effects.

But where to find another?

"Give up!"

Suddenly, a cold voice at his neck. He spun—Tsukihime had followed him in!

How did she sneak in unnoticed? Was she the true master of this realm?

She herself didn't notice her chakra armor peeling away, eyes losing clarity, words breaking into madness.

Gin slapped his helm. She'd been afflicted—the Tenseigan shielded her for a while, but not forever.

"I yield, I yield—let's get you out of here!"

But when he called on Shadow Rift to exit—no response. His control was gone.

He glared at the now-idiotic Tsukihime. Of course—her Tenseigan meddled with space, hijacking his domain.

Then she hugged him from behind, soft chest pressing into his back.

"Snuggle… snuggle…"

Even through armor, he felt it.

"Behave, or no candy."

He shoved her down, scanning for a way out.

"Candy! I want candy~"

She crouched adorably, puppy-like, eyes wide.

For once, Gin looked down at her—she usually hated being looked down on.

"Fine~ you're a puppy now. Sit!"

He patted her head. She closed her eyes, moaning in comfort, then obediently sat like a begging dog.

Tch~ if only he had a camera. He could live off this picture forever.

Still no response from the realm. He tried Flying Raijin, golden sparks flashing—but failed. Shadow Realm's priority was higher.

"Then I'll break through!"

He drew his beloved kunai blade, eye glowing blue. In the gray void, he saw cracks—focused his power—and stabbed.

Crack!

Light poured through as the space collapsed.

"Master~ master~ snuggle~"

Tsukihime, fully regressed, crawled to him, rubbing her face against his lower body like a spoiled pet.

"Got it!"

Gin ripped open the fissure, dragging them both out.

But just as he exhaled in relief—

"You pervert! Why did you press that filthy thing against my face?!"

Her icy, furious voice rose from below him.

(End of Chapter)

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