CHAPTER 257: CHAPTER 257 : ŌTSUTSUKI KAGUYA WHO WAS MADE OBEDIENT

Kurama’s rough, powerful hand closed around Kaguya’s slender wrist.

He yanked her out of the spatial rift created by Yomotsu Hirasaka.

"Wifey, why aren’t you running now?"

"You bastard! Let go of my mother!" Black Zetsu roared from within Kaguya’s sleeve.

Tsk tsk, the so-called son panicking while the mother remains composed. How fitting.

"When adults are talking, brats shouldn’t interrupt."

What followed was a deadly game of cat and mouse.

Kaguya repeatedly used her dimensional technique to escape through Yomotsu Hirasaka, only for Kurama to appear precisely in front of her every single time.

Back and forth. Again and again.

It was almost like she was enjoying it.

Kurama started to wonder if deep down, Kaguya was just a bored goddess playing tag.

Eventually, the chase ended in the core of the Dimension Ball Space.

Kurama grinned.

"What’s wrong, sweetheart? Out of breath? You done running? Want me to carry you?"

Kaguya stood there, breath ragged, her face expressionless.

She was spent. An empty shell.

No Ten Tails, no God Tree, and no chakra supply from the Infinite Tsukuyomi’s captured masses.

She was depleted.

She was nothing but a pale version of her former self.

She had known about the anomaly named Kurama.

But now, it was undeniable. He was on a different level.

The man wasn’t just using raw power—he had mastered space-time manipulation that surpassed her own.

He had countered her Tomogoroshi no Haikotsu (All-Killing Ash Bones) effortlessly.

Even her Yomotsu Hirasaka was matched, mirrored, and outpaced.

Kaguya didn’t just feel helpless. She was helpless.

When Kurama had emerged from within her body, it was like her entire being had been hollowed out.

She had thought herself capable of crushing him without the Ten Tails or the God Tree.

She had been wrong.

This man wasn’t an opponent. He was a calamity.

Anything she could do, he could do better.

He even knew her jutsu—not mimicked them, not copied them, mastered them.

Her arrogance had finally found its match.

She wasn’t a fool. She was the progenitor of chakra, the Rabbit Goddess.

And yet, Kurama was different. He was beyond even the rules she knew.

"Mother... is it true?"

"Zetsu," Kaguya said quietly, solemnly. "We can’t defeat him. We can’t even escape."

Black Zetsu froze.

Those words from her lips were a death knell.

This man... he was too strange, too overwhelming.

When Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama had joined forces, they still couldn’t stop him.

Now Kaguya, their creator and superior, couldn’t stand a chance.

What the hell was Kurama?

And worse yet—why hadn’t he used Kaguya’s powers when fighting the previous generation?

Had he awakened them only recently?

Then he was still growing?

Terrifying.

"Kurama, what is it that you want from me?" Kaguya asked at last.

Kurama raised an eyebrow, smirking.

"Let’s be fair, darling. You were the one who tried to take my chakra. I was just defending myself."

Wait.

Did he just call her...

"Darling?"

Kaguya: ...

Black Zetsu: ...

Kurama chuckled.

"As I said, there’s no need for us to fight. Aren’t you worried the rest of the Ōtsutsuki clan might come to this planet? As long as I’m here, that won’t be a problem."

Kaguya’s eyes narrowed, processing.

She was worried.

The Ōtsutsuki clan wasn’t just powerful—they were relentless.

She had once partnered with Isshiki Ōtsutsuki, only to betray him so she could devour the chakra fruit alone.

Isshiki survived and was still somewhere on this world.

And if he was alive, then others would eventually follow.

They always came in pairs.

She had wanted to use the White Zetsu army she created through Infinite Tsukuyomi to fight them.

But they were no match.

Not for true Ōtsutsuki.

She had known that for a while now.

If even she couldn’t match Kurama in raw or technique-based combat, how could her manufactured army stand a chance?

No... Kurama wasn’t a liability.

He was her only hope.

He had tanked her techniques, matched her space-time manipulation, and overwhelmed her with her own powers.

He had held back during previous battles.

He hadn’t even shown all his cards.

Kaguya now understood—even at her peak, with all Tailed Beasts and the God Tree at her command, she wouldn’t be confident in defeating this man.

Kurama’s demeanor was calm. Unbothered.

No bluster. No arrogance.

Yet beneath that still surface was a tsunami of overwhelming power.

She had believed the Ōtsutsuki clan to be the apex of the universe.

But Kurama... wasn’t Ōtsutsuki.

And yet he eclipsed them.

This was fate.

She needed this man.

"Lord Kurama... if you can help me defeat the Ōtsutsuki clan... then I am willing to follow you."

And with that, the Rabbit Goddess bowed.

Kurama’s grin widened.

Exactly as expected.

He had no desire to destroy her.

Kaguya wasn’t the enemy. Not truly.

She simply wanted strength to resist her bloodline.

"Good. Then you’re officially my second wife."

Kaguya nodded, slowly accepting the strange relationship dynamic.

"As you command, Lord Kurama. I am yours."

"Come here."

She stepped forward obediently.

Kurama pressed his palm against the Rinne Sharingan embedded on her forehead.

"You’re too weak right now. Let me restore your strength."

Suddenly, a torrent of chakra burst into her.

Not just any chakra—the essence of the Ten Tails. The raw life force of the Shinju.

It surged through her body like a tidal wave.

Kaguya gasped.

She was being reborn.

Kurama had full mastery over the Ten Tails, the God Tree, and everything in between.

Yet he passed some of it to her without hesitation.

Only someone of Kaguya’s lineage could survive that kind of power.

Mikoto? Tsunade? They would have been obliterated on contact.

Power must be tailored to the vessel.

Kaguya opened her eyes, vibrant with restored power.

"Thank you, Lord Kurama. You have truly returned me to my prime."

Meanwhile, Black Zetsu remained silent, still curled in Kaguya’s sleeve.

Kurama glanced sideways, smirking.

"Hey, son. Cat got your tongue? Shouldn’t you be calling me ’Dad’ now?"

Black Zetsu twitched.

His mother had submitted.

What the hell else could he do?

"...Dad."

The word slipped out like poison.

Kurama chuckled.

This world was truly full of surprises.

--------------

Dear Readers

Join Patreon for 50 Advance Chapters

https://www.patreon.com/UK21

🎇🎇 Check out New Fanfiction 🎇🎇

Naruto : Madam, You Don’t Want Anything To Happen To Sasuke, Right?

Marvel : Deadpool is My Best Friend