Naruto: I'm Nine-Tails and My Host is Kushina
Chapter 260 : He is a threat
CHAPTER 260: CHAPTER 260 : HE IS A THREAT
Kurama: "I’m going to save the world."
Tsunade:
Kushina: ...
Mikoto: ...
All three of them stared at him, puzzled.
"Why are you all looking at me like that? What I said is true."
Kurama gave his rear a pat and flopped down on the sofa.
Tsunade looked skeptical.
"Hmph, you stinky fox-man. One second you’re flirting with women, the next you’re talking about saving the world."
"What? I stopped Uchiha Madara’s Infinite Tsukuyomi. If that’s not saving the world, what is?
If I hadn’t, the entire shinobi world would have fallen into a dream state under his genjutsu, totally helpless."
Kurama’s defeat of Madara and even Hashirama Senju had become legend throughout the shinobi nations.
In the end, it was Kurama — not Uchiha Obito — who disappeared into the light curtain and emerged victorious.
Obito, the promising Uchiha prodigy, had made waves in the war, even overshadowing the once-revered Madara.
But in the end? Total defeat.
The world had seen nothing of the final battle through the light curtain, but after a month had passed, the results were obvious.
Obito, once an active force in the world, had gone completely silent.
Kurama, on the other hand, was making waves.
Obito’s dual Mangekyō Sharingan and Kamui were hailed as nearly invincible.
But he ran into something even more unstoppable: Kurama.
Obito’s dimension? Torn to shreds by Kurama.
People speculated about this legendary feat. Surely, Kurama would make sure the world knew about it.
But no. He was shockingly low-profile.
Everyone assumed Kurama was five steps ahead of them.
Truth was, he wasn’t even trying.
And when they thought about his immense strength, it made sense.
With that kind of power, why boast?
Every step Kurama took sent ripples across the world.
The only thing people prayed for now was that Kurama wouldn’t turn out to be insane or a pervert like Madara.
A month passed without any new conflict.
And the world? Relieved.
Tsunade smirked seductively.
"Lord Kurama, that all happened a month ago."
"Yes, Master Kurama! Everyone knows you’re the great hero of the shinobi world!"
Kushina chimed in.
After Kurama personally defeated Madara and Hashirama, messages of congratulations flooded in.
Iwagakure, Kirigakure, Kumogakure — the great shinobi nations all sent warm regards.
Even the minor villages offered praise.
Why?
Because they feared Konoha might wage war.
More specifically, they feared Kurama.
Kurama, after all, resided in the Hidden Leaf.
But the topic of conversation today wasn’t Madara.
"Relax, ladies. No need to get so worked up over me beating up Madara and the so-called God of Shinobi.
Honestly, what I’m about to tell you is even more exciting."
"Oh? Something to do with that big tree?" Mikoto asked.
"Smart girl," Kurama grinned.
He then explained the origin of the God Tree, Ōtsutsuki Kaguya, and the Sage of Six Paths, Hagoromo.
Upon hearing it all, Tsunade, Kushina, and Mikoto were dumbfounded.
So this was the origin of chakra?
Human power... came from aliens?
Chakra was the legacy of Kaguya Ōtsutsuki.
Hagoromo, the Sage of Six Paths, founded the shinobi system.
And another member of the clan was still lurking on Earth: Ōtsutsuki Isshiki.
Compared to that, Madara and Hashirama? Small fry.
Even Kumogakure had gotten wind of this.
The women finally gathered their thoughts.
"So, Lord Kurama, you defeated Kaguya — the very mother of chakra?"
"What else would you call it?"
Kurama shrugged, exuding his usual nonchalant charm.
"And where is she now?"
"Back in her dimension. Don’t worry — she’s turned against the Ōtsutsuki. Kaguya has no plans to reclaim chakra from Earth anymore.
Her enemy is the rest of her clan.
Now we need to root out Isshiki wherever he’s hiding and remove this world-ending threat."
Kurama looked between the three women, his grin widening.
"Speaking of springtime... how about we play a little game?"
The three glanced at each other.
"Tch. Dream on. We’ve learned from experience. You won’t win so easily this time," Tsunade smirked.
Aching buttocks?
Kurama’s silver tongue had been the downfall of many.
Which one of them could beat him in verbal sparring?
Tsunade clenched her fist in frustration.
Kurama winked and disappeared in a flash.
"Hmph, he sure runs fast. I’ll deal with him tonight," Tsunade grumbled.
Kushina and Mikoto burst into laughter.
"Tsunade-sama, are you sure you’ll be taking care of him? Who’s to say it won’t be the other way around?"
"Whose side are you two even on?!"
"Yours, of course!"
The mood in the Hokage’s office was lighthearted.
Afterward, Kurama paid a visit to Konan.
"Hey, Lord Kurama, what brings you here?"
Konan was clearly pleased to see him.
"That’s no ordinary tree. It’s the Shinju — the God Tree."
Kurama repeated the story.
Konan, however, remained calm.
"Hey, beautiful... it’s rare to see you so unfazed."
She chuckled softly.
"With Lord Kurama around, what’s left that could surprise me?"
"You’ll find out soon."
"Oh?"
Konan raised an eyebrow, curious.
That night, when Kurama returned from visiting Konan, he was surprised.
Kushina, Tsunade, and Mikoto weren’t together.
No four-way fun?
No matter. He’d just go one by one and give everyone a taste of the Nine-Tails.
First stop: the Uchiha clan.
He visited Mikoto.
Next up: Kushina.
She hadn’t had a Kurama session in a few days and was more than eager.
As for Tsunade, she no longer lived with Kushina.
Being Hokage came with responsibilities and her own quarters.
Kurama visited her last.
Tsunade initially resisted.
But her body? Not so much.
Even the mighty Hokage needs some stress relief.
With Kurama around, her whole body and soul felt liberated.
In this way, Kurama made sure each woman received his... blessings.
Meanwhile, deep underground, within Kara’s hideout...
Ōtsutsuki Isshiki stared at Kurama’s image in silence.
"This man... is a genuine threat."
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