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The Superior Kage
By : Thundergod17
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“I’m not sure about this, Ay-sama…’
The former Raikage snorted, bulky muscles coiled tight on an aging frame, mustache twitching at his proposed plan not being approved in haste.
“Darui! Need I remind you about the time of that Uchiha brat’s attack…”
“I remember that incident crystal clear. Thank you.”
The fourth Raikage leaned forward in his wooden chair, ignoring the rising frown on his successor’s face — the orange hue of waning sunlight glinted on the big bald spot of his crown, casting a grim shadow over the cruel visage of the former lightning lord.
“Kumo’s need for that bloodline had never been greater. With a future generation of them on our side, we will be secure from any retaliations from those overly powerful upstarts.”
“There will be no need for that. With the current peace among the five major villages……”
Ay had already stopped listening to that same drivel, annoyed with himself for choosing such a spineless pushover for a successor.
Honestly, if it were not for the dreaded paperwork, he wouldn’t have even thought of vacating the Kage’s chair; the most powerful shinobi in the Kaminari no Kuni. All of his previous Kages would have jumped at the opportunity to add a precious bloodline to their village this easily.

And if the spy’s report is true then…
He would not let an ignorant miscreant with delusions of world peace ruin his decade-long ambition.

It will also be the perfect revenge for that embarrassing insult to his person.

The former Raikage glared at the idealistic fool’s determined eyes, already having anticipated such a response.
With an explosive breath, Ay put forth an official-looking document in front of the resolute Kage, eyes glinting in victory.
“What’s this?”
The current Raikage’s sudden apprehensive looks cemented Ay’s belief in the fool’s glaring ineptitude.
“I had a feeling that you would be against this idea from the beginning Raikage-sama.” The mocking emphasis on his current title was absolutely intentional on Ay’s part. “So, I visited the honorable council members earlier today. This is the confirmation of the majority to carry on with this mission.”
“Please, Ay-sama this will jeopardize our relationship with the hidden leaf…”
The former Raikage got up on his feet, thrilled to see the panicked expression on Darui’s face, all earlier stubbornness evaporated from the body.
This is exactly what I had been missing for the last few years. complete emasculation of my opponents.
“Raikage-sama, I will be going on a holiday to Konoha with my wife for the foreseeable future to deepen the established ties.” Ay strutted to the door of the Kage office with swagger, “please take my wife off from the active roster of kunoichis.”
And with a hearty chuckle strode out of the room, waving his hand in a mockery of salute, leaving behind a visibly frustrated Kage.
—x—

The powerful gait of the former Kage forced all the stragglers out of the cluttered hospital corridor, paving his way to the chief med-nin’s office unobstructed.
Ay turned the door handle with force, pushing the wooden entrance with brute strength alone; not bothering to knock or wait for the busy personnel inside.
“Raikage-sama, what can I ….”
Ignoring the panicked stuttering of the nervous med-nin, the former Raikage looked down from his towering height.
“Brat, I will need both of my pills in advance for a couple of months.” Facial muscles twitching at the vacant expression on the med-nin’s face — Ay thumped his large fist on the cluttered desk, scattering a bunch of documents astray. “And double the dosage of the red pills. They seem ineffective lately.”
The spectacled med-nin wiped his sweaty brows with a handkerchief, voice breaking in abject dread at inciting the previous Kage’s wraith.
“Ay-sama, we do not… reco… recommend those two together at all.’” averting his eyes from the frowning visage of the towering man, the med-nin cleared his throat.
“Doubling the dosage could have detri….”
Ay took hold of the short med-nin’s jaw in a vice grip, yanking his head upward to meet his glaring pupils.
“Don’t forget whom you are talking to, you pansy...” Almost lifting the whole body of the man with his arm strength alone, the former Raikage spat at the med-nin’s face.
“I was fighting against gods when you were suckling your mother’s teats! Don’t treat me like some weak-ass civilian! Got that, you fucking pussy?”
“Hai…”
“Then send those to my residence.”
The furious ex-Kage dumped the sniveling coward onto the floor; stormed out of the med-nin’s office, shaking his head at the pathetic state of the current crop of ninjas.
How far the mighty Kumogakure had fallen.

—x—

“Oji-san! Welcome to Konoha.”
Ay mentally grimaced at the loud voice of the current Hokage, rearranging his face to not show his true feelings, he quirked his lips in a facsimile of a smile.
“Naruto, you have fulfilled your dream of donning that hat, huh?”
“Hehe! Kaka-Sensai nominated me for the post so he can read his icha-icha in peace.”
The ex-Raikage raised his eyebrows at the bashful smile that the loudmouth Hokage is sporting, an embarrassed flush spreading across his whiskered cheeks.
Clearing his throat, Ay pointed to his right to the silently sitting figure of an outrageously buxom woman,
“Hnn… this is my wife Samui.” His fist curled under the Hokage’s desk at the disbelieving expression that sprouted on the blond Uzumaki’s face.
“We would like to spend some time in Konoha.”
“Oh! umm… well… sure, dattebayo!” The false enthusiasm of the current Hokage hardly absolved his earlier faux pas, “congratulations! Oji-san, Samui-san.”
“Cool”
His wife’s bored reply didn’t deter the young Hokage’s rising grin.
The former Raikage spanned his eyes across the airy office of the current fire-lord, expression barely changing at the cozy decorations more suited for a home than the highest leader’s work abode.
His composed expression cracked at the looming sight of the past Hokage’s stony caricature in the distance, especially at the spiky-haired man’s face in the middle.
Just you wait, Minato…
An amused snort broke him of his reverie — his wife’s laughing frame, made those hefty melons on her chest jiggle hypnotically, a fact which didn’t seem to have escaped the gesticulating Uzumaki Kage by the furtive glances that he sent his wife’s large cleavage in her kimono covered physique.
Ay congratulated his wife in his mind; impressed by her initiative to weave her spell over the blond fool already.
This could be even easier than my imagination.
A loud throat clearing from him stopped the young Hokage’s re-enactment of some juvenile mission from his past, trying to impress his wife no doubt.
“Naruto, unfortunately, we have forgotten to book our residence,” Ay said, facial expression contrite. “Do you have any suggestions for our lodgings here?”
“Hmm… How long are you staying again?” Naruto asked, fingers drumming on the wooden tabletop. “I can call the hotels and make…”
“I really don’t like to live in hotels for a long time.” The seductive voice of his wife permeated around the room, generating a new wave of blush on the Hokage’s face.
the former Raikage waited with bated breath, leaning forward slightly in his seat to hear the slow mumblings of the stupid blonde.
“Well, you could stay at my house then,” voice gaining confidence with every syllable after the initial hesitation, “yeah, Hinata will love to have you. And we also have so many empty rooms.”
The ex-Lightning lord cheered mentally, eyes gaining a triumphant glint at the successful culmination of another part of his plan.
Even Kami-sama wants Kumo to gain the bloodline, it seems.

—x—

The muscular dark-skinned man stared across the dining table of the Uzumaki household, dark eyes zeroing in on the puttering figure of the lady of the house — Hinata Uzumaki across her kitchen. Even that voluminous jacket and the knee-length skirt hardly concealed a matronly physique comparable to his wife who is certainly the bustiest woman of Kumogakure.
Checking sideways to see the blonde fool too busy chatting up his wife, the ex-Raikage took time to really appreciate the future matriarch of the Hyuga clan of Kumo, memorizing every outrageous curve of that sinful body.
He quickly ducked his head at the loud sound of a scraping chair, focusing his attention on his almost empty breakfast plate.
“Hina-hime, I have to go now.” The Uzumaki Kage’s voice reached his ears, “Please take care of the guests.”
Ay smirked slightly to see Naruto placing a chaste kiss on his wife’s red cheek.
“Hai.”
Hinata’s breathy reply barely reached his ears; turning his head slightly, the former Raikage glanced at his wife pointedly, nodding in the departing Kage’s direction.
“Naruto-kun, could you please help me find the hotsprings of Konaha?”
All three heads turned at his wife’s seductive purr, with the blond Kage’s eyes flickering between him and his wife, an alarmed expression shadowing his whiskered face.
“Nah! I’m bone tired. I will take the day off.” Ay said, waving dismissively at Samui’s inquiring glance.
“Oh! well…”
His wife cut the fire-Kage’s sentence, dragging him by the arm toward the main door.
“Please take care of me, Naruto-kun.”
The ex-Raikage felt bad for the current Hokage, well almost. A greater man would have surely felt remorse for what he had planned to do; but he felt no such thing, only excitement coursing through his veins.
With all the experience in stealth he had gathered in his decades-long career as a ninja, Ay got up from his chair and crossed the table, stopping just behind the currently busy Hokage’s wife.
“Hello, Hinata-hime.”
The lady of the household stiffened at his proximity.
“Ay-sama…”
Ay stopped her effort to turn around, pushing his tented trouser at her back, while placing his hands at her shoulders, slowly thrusting behind to give her a feel of a real man, no doubt for the first time in her life.
The ex-Raikage smirked at seeing the shivering figure of the voluptuous beauty, clearly having trouble standing at his amorous attention.
Really, is this slut not even going to pretend to be a faithful wife?
Well, not that he can really fault her for that. Kumo men generally have the same effect on all women.
Ay almost stumbled forward in the mid-thrust, shocked to find Naruto’s wife had slipped from his grasp somehow.
The former Raikage growled in his throat, eyes searching for his prey.
There…
There she stood, at the other side of the table, near the entrance of the Uzumaki house, fidgeting something fierce.
“Ano… Ay-sama…. I have to run some errands.”
Ay curled his fist, dark eyes murderous to see the former Hyuga heiress run from the kitchen like the Shinigami-sama is behind her.

—x—

The agitated former lightning Kage paced around his room, ears peeled to hear the departure of the blond brat and his accompanying wife. The last few days’ failures to corner the housewife had made Ay’s generally sour mood even more so.
The Hyuga slut seemed determined to not be in the same room as him alone, always fleeing from the house at his sighting.
He couldn’t afford that. Absolutely not.
So, faking an upset stomach, he had locked himself inside their given bedroom, waiting for the correct opportunity to pounce on the unsuspecting housewife.
An hour later when the noise from the kitchen had dropped to a silent pitter-patter of feet, Ay stormed out of the bedroom, intent on bedding the demure, busty housewife.
This time he didn’t try to be stealthy, loudly striding inside the kitchen to see Hinata Uzumaki standing beside the kitchen counter with a tomato-red face.
“Ay-sama!”
His dick twitched inside his pants, imagining that same voice screaming in pleasure at being stretched by his black dick.
“Where are you going to run now, Hinata?”
“Ay-sama, we shouldn’t….”
The large muscular ex-Kage invaded the beautiful woman’s personal space, trapping her between his towering frame and the marble counter.
“Don’t lie, sweetheart. You were shaking that day in pleasure.” The Uzumaki matriarch ducked her head, index fingers poking together. “Come with me to Kumo, darling. A woman of your beauty should not be neglected by her foolish husband.”
And to give her some incentive, Ay palmed his dick’s outline over his trouser, directly in the line of sight of the busty woman.
The soft gasp of astonishment from those pouty lips swelled the old raikage’s ego.
“Naruto-kun never negects me.” Hinata whispered.
Yeah, sure…
The ex-Raikage snorted at the Uzumaki wife’s last resistance of faithfulness.
“So, you don’t want something that only I can give you?” Ay said and gave some pelvic thrusts, emphasizing his point, aware that a busty Konoha housewife’s thirst could only be quenched by a fat, huge Kumo-dick.
A small murmur from the blushing beet-red woman reached his ears.
Ay bent his head downward.
“Naruto-kun never went down on me”
Went down?
What the…
Oh… The ex-Raikage wrinkled his nose, aware that some men do lick their woman’s pussy.
Not that he had ever done that in his life, finding the idea humiliating and unmanly.
An image of an entire clan of dark-skinned Kumo ninjas flashed in his mind, decimating other villages with their all-seeing eyes.
Well, for Kumogakure’s future’s sake, he would have to bear this indignation.
And, of course, he would make this white-eyed slut pay for this insolence in the future.
“Well, Naruto must be a fool then.”
The ex-Raikage sweetly proposed, already anticipating splitting the housewife’s white cunt with his bitch-breaker afterward.

Ay grimaced in distaste, almost vomiting at the musky stench that hit his nose after the Uzumaki housewife hopped onto the dining table and bunched her skirt, pushing the white knickers aside, presenting bright-red, shut-tight cunt flaps.
The former Raikage tentatively put forth his tongue and licked her smelly pussy. His pointed goatee tickled the sensitive skin behind Uzumaki wife’s anus, causing her to giggle lightly.
“Push your tongue inside Ay-kun”
Ay followed the woman’s advice, licking lightly around the flaps before slowly pushing inside with the tip. His eyes watered at the increase in musky scent.
Disgusting dirty whore.
His impotent mental raging continued, his following more forceful insertion of his tongue finally parted the glued tight lips — unfortunately, like the removal of a dam, vicious white goo dribbled inside the surprised Ay’s open mouth, filling his taste buds with a fishy, salty thick taste.
“What the hell was that?” The ex-Raikage sputtered after disengaging from Hinata’s sex, swallowing some of the custard-thick liquid in his hurry to spit it out.
“Oh! Th… that…. that’s my fem-cum.” Hinata replied, face burning like a boiled lobster.
For this fucking insolence, I am going to breed until you turn barren, you slut!
The ex-Raikage reluctantly started licking again, helpless in his plight; wanting the humiliation to end quickly.

The former Raikage furiously brushed his teeth and gargled with mouthwash to get rid of that horrible taste from his mouth. He must have ingested a litre of that disgusting fluid.
I am going to get revenge for this, tomorrow.

—x—

The Raikage glared at the closed-eyed visage of Hinata from down his knees, still trying to make her cum with his tongue and slurping her fem-cum in the process.
For more than a week, every day he tried for hours to make the woman orgasm with his tongue alone when both of their respective spouses remained out of the house.
He ground his teeth, remembering the stipulation the woman put through on the second day when he tried to force her to get naked.
“Ano… I will only go to Kumo if you can satisfy me with your tongue alone.”
Honestly, he couldn’t think of a single valid reason for that stuttering stipulation. Not like he would ever go down on her again after reaching Kumo.
Yeah, she would be just laying down, taking superior Kumo dicks.
To get back some lost dignity, Ay slowly hovered his right hand over those gigantic clothed breasts, wanting to feel his future progeny’s food banks.
A sharp pain at his wrist made him stumble back, falling on his ass in the Uzumaki kitchen.
“So sorry, Ay-sama!” A distressed Hinata Uzumaki cried out, “I was just startled.”
The former Raikage just stared stupidly at his unresponsive right hand, shock etched on his dark face to get jukkened by his future slut.
“You should check this out at the hospital.” The nervous housewife hurriedly straightened her skirt and dashed out of the room leaving a shell-shocked old Kage behind.
The fourth Raikage just stared at the empty space, dumbfounded at getting blindsided by a fucking housewife.

—x—

Heavy footfall echoed around the empty corridor of Konoha hospital. Not seeing any straggler, Ay set out for the last ornate door of the corridor, hoping to meet a familiar face there.
The muscular male rapped his knuckles on the unmarked door, hoping for a feminine response.
“Who’s this?” An irritated voice grumbled from the inside.
At least that stupid nurse didn’t lie.
Rather than answering, Ay twisted the doorknob and entered the office, patience wearing thin already.
“Oh! It’s you.” And if that wasn’t disrespectful enough the famous Senju started sipping from her sake bottle, dismissing a former Kage’s presence altogether. “Take an appointment with Sakura or someone else. I don’t treat patients anymore.”
The ex-Kage ignored the blatant disrespect of the big-titted Senju, dragging a chair from across the room and plopping his ass on it unceremoniously.
If this washed-up, barren whore was just a decade younger then she would also have been on his list.
“Tsunade, I require your expertise.” Forgoing her honorific in retribution, Ay leaned forward and stared at the amber eyes of the ex-Hokage intensely. “I might have been having some issues with this prosthetic arm that Konoha gave me.”

Tsunade Senju’s eyebrows rose higher and higher with every sentence that sprouted from the muscle-bound ex-Kage.
Well, this certainly explains all of Kumo’s hare-brained plans from the past.
Somehow this pea-brained ape had concluded that the arm that Konoha had generously gifted him as a goodwill gesture had started poisoning his body, causing him sharp spasms all over the body, especially in the chest.
“Ay, dozens of people including Naruto had also had the same prosthetics and none of them complained ever of any side effects.” Rolling her eyes at his disbelieving expression, Tsunade performed a cursory check of his body, not finding any trace of chakra poisoning.
Though something else caught her eye.
“You know, you are just a few years younger than me…” Tsunade drawled, a condescending smirk forming on her pretty face. “And for an old man, you are in incredible shape. Maybe some dangerous muscle enhancers?”
The gradual rise of fury on the ex-Kage’s face just confirmed for Tsunade that she had nailed her assumptions.

“Maybe you are only familiar with weak Konoha men, Tsunade. A supremely gifted man like myself doesn’t need any supplement to look good”
Ay banged his fist on the table, cracking the wooden surface in the process.
He’s insecure…
Hmm….
Tsunade’s sharp mind provided her with small snippets of the nurses’ gossip, eyes widening in realization before a truly vicious smile lit up her face.
“Congratulations on the marriage, by the way.” Tsunade said, “and with a woman half your age, no less. Must be tiring for your old bones, huh?”
She just smiled at the way the brute’s hands twitched, almost like he wanted to strangle her to death.

The ex-Raikage, Ay leaped to his feet, an angry vein pulsing at his temple.
We will see who is smiling after the Hyuga slut deserts Konoha.
He flipped over the chair, and with a vengeful glare at the busty Senju, stormed toward the door.
Just as he was crossing the threshold a feminine voice halted his stride.
“You know your wife has been getting awfully chummy with Naruto, don’t you? What, not being able to perform even with some extra help?” Tsunade’s wheezing laugh reached his ears, “ just don’t get overexcited all right? those two supplements together…..”

Ay almost dislodged the door from its frame, storming out of the corridor and then the hospital, planning on completing his goals today, by whatever means necessary.

The towering form of a balding, dark-skinned male hurried through the busy Konoha street, pushing aside people from his path.
Ay cursed his useless wife Samui in his mind, the humiliation at the hand of the Senju whore still ringing inside his head.
She just needed to distract the Hokage enough so that he would not care about his household and his wife, but to be this careless…
And those Konoha fools think that she is cheating on me.
He almost burst out laughing at that absurd thought. As if a woman would even think about cheating on him — the ultimate male specimen.
The shrill laughter of two young women across the street drew his eyes.
Is that Sakura Uchiha? That bastard’s wife?
A greedy look entered his eyes to see the way the pink top stretched around the pink-haired woman’s large bosom.
And that phat ass…
When did that ugly bud blossom into this beautiful flower?
The blonde companion of hers with the revealing purple top also quickened his heartbeat.
Fuck! Konoha seems filled with busty women in urgent need of Kumo dicks.

Well, maybe I could introduce my ebony monolith to them after conquering their friend.

Kumo will always welcome new blood.
Strides lengthening in renewed purpose, Ay dashed toward the Uzumaki house, intent on adding the first Konoha woman to his notch.
The former Raikage crossed over the Uzumaki property before stopping in his tracks.
No more delays…
He fingered the small bottle in his pocket, mind awash with indecision.
Yeah, I would need this boost.
Quickly plucking four red pills in his hands from the bottle, Ay ingested them, feeling renewed energy flowing through his every nerve.
He unbuckled his belt, and chucked that at the small bush beside the front door, loosening his trouser button also.
Bursting through the door he walked straight to the kitchen, his erect black mamba sniffing inside the loose pants.
I just have to show the pale-eyed bitch my monster to make her drop her knickers.
“Hinata, look what you had been missing….”
His steps faltered at the vision of an empty kitchen, eyes twitching in annoyance at the wastage of all that preparation before a loud feminine scream reached his ears from upstairs.
A scream that he had been hearing in his dreams for the last month from splitting a tight Hyuga pussy with his bitchbreaker.
Cursing his useless bimbo of a wife for her failure at keeping the Hokage busy, Ay ascended the stairs, grumbling about taking care of his erection with his hand.
The plan to lure away the Uzumaki wife would be doubly difficult if her husband starts to spend quality time with her.
I will have to discipline Samui for this failure…
As Ay was about to enter his room, a long husky moan reached his ears from the master bedroom.
A feminine voice different from earlier.
An intimately familiar voice…
The former Raikage almost raced through the floor and stopped outside the closed door, looking to have shunsined by his speed.
His ears peeled to make sure the earlier sound wasn’t a hallucination, and an even louder moan blasted his eardrums.
Ay gritted his teeth, all of his muscles flared in an uncontrollable rage and blasted the wooden door to pieces before stumbling inside the bedroom.
Unfortunately, he had completely forgotten about the loosened button of his trousers, which finally culminated in his trouser slipping down his legs and bunching at his shin from the last few explosive movements, releasing his obsidian obelisk in front of the other persons in the room.
Although the visual that seared his retina made him completely oblivious about his state of dress.
His normally cool and composed wife’s mouth seemed to be stretched in a permanent ‘O’, emitting periodic moans while getting stuffed by what seemed like a bump and ridges-filled tree trunk.
Ay’s eyes bugged out of his socket to see a mop of spiky blonde hair peeking side by side at his wife’s stupid ahegaoed face, holding Samui’s thick thighs in his hand and forcefully spreading the legs in a straight line so the lower half of the male could feed inch after inch of veiny- forearm thick Uzumaki cock to his wife’s tight cooch.
And those gravity-defying fun bags also jiggled with every thrust of the grinning Hokage’s jarring thrusts, making his wife’s small, perfect pink nipples undulate in a perfect circle.
Ay’s brain took a few seconds to completely soak in the unfathomable scene before he let out a derisive snort.
It’s clearly a nightmare of his…
The scene in front of his eyes was so antithetical to his world views that his mind straight out rejected the scene as a figment of imagination, a nightmare fuelled by his earlier visit to the hospital.
Yeah, as if a Konoha fool would be more endowed than me.
Everyone knows that Kumo-nins are the most well-endowed in the elemental nations.
Trying to wake up from his sleep, Ay’s ears twitched as giggling reached him causing his head to turn toward the direction of the naked woman lying spread-eagled beside the fucking couple.
A sweat-drenched Hinata Uzumaki with her alabaster skin glistening like moonlight, and two humongous perky breasts red and swollen from recent abuse, smirked at him,
“Are you here to join us Ay-sama?” She pointed at his erect, dripping black dick already on the verge of premature ejaculation; a side effect from an excessive overdose of stamina enhancement pills that Ay partook in to satisfy his wife and the Uzumaki matriarch. “Unfortunately, we have been stretched too much to feel anything from that.”
The previously demure Hyuga grinned at him, eyes glinting in unfathomable cruelty before dragging her left hand to her well fucked cunt and spreading her flowery petal with her index finger and thumb, releasing a tsunami of thick, vicious white goo that continuously dribbled beneath the woman.
A goo that Ay had become extremely familiar with.
Black pupils expanded so much that it almost entirely covered the white sclera, the fourth Raikage immediately started retching, bile and the half-digested breakfast splattering at his feet and his jacket, snot and tears mixing with the acidic expulsions.
The emptying of his stomach also cleared the fog of delusion that had spread around his brain, reaffirming the previous visuals as truth.
A cold deep rage spread around his body, chakra pathways almost vibrating, corresponding to his mental state, Ay’s heart thudded loudly inside his sternum reminding him of a previous similar violation — when Minato Namikaze bested him on the battlefield and to add insult to the injury married the exact Uzumaki princess whom his father had promised to him as a young jonin, rebuilding an Uzumaki clan in Kumo with the kidnapped Uzumaki.
Gathering all of his chakra for the famous lightning cloak, Ay’s body thrummed with the accumulated chakra, begging for release against the Uzumaki couple for daring to mess with him.
Just as he was preparing to go on the offensive against the world’s most powerful ninja, a horrible pain erupted in his chest like his father had hit him with his most powerful hell stab directly at his heart.
The fourth Raikage collapsed into his own vomit, losing his chakra shroud in the process, croaking out for his wife in gasping breath.
Unfortunately for him, his wife was still jumping up and down on Naruto’s dick, too lost in pleasure to care about his spasming husband.
“Honey… yo…you… should… see yourselves … to the… hospital.” Samui gasped out in between breaks of her humping, “I… have… to… empty… Hokage’s… balls!”
The ferocious ex-Raikage laid in his own pool of body fluids, blinking furiously at the numbness that was spreading throughout his body.
Feeling his organs shut down slowly, the angle of his fall, unfortunately, gave him a straight line of vision to his wife’s pink folds that were being dragged more than a few inches outside of her cunthole by the mammoth fleshy appendage.
Eyes promising bloody murder the infamous ex-Raikage gasped out.
Damn…Damn you! NAMIKAZE!
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