One week later,
THUD THUD THUD
Enma landed on the ground, watching the three shuriken he threw from the air hit bullseye.
"Sloppy, I'll need more than that."
Just having those memories weren't enough. He was trying to get familiar with the shuriken and kunai again, 'I should marvel more at the fact that I can jump and throw like this. Then again, it's not so different from the game. Other than the energy coursing through my veins.'
He dropped the shuriken, sitting down at the base of the tree, activating his Sharingan. During the first few days, he wasn't sure about the Innate Demonic Abilities. He ignored them when they were just there, but now, with his Sharingan, he could absorb people's emotions. In a place like Konoha where everyone was tense, where war and death exasperated their negative emotions was perfect for him to grow stronger.
All he had to do was use his eyes to absorb the negative energy from them. It made sense that System chose Uchiha Family as the place of his reincarnation. It was the perfect place for a Demonic Character to grow. These Sharingan had so much negative energy, and he could constantly absorb them.
In just a week, his chakra had doubled. Not only that, the atmosphere of Uchiha Family was changing. Everyone was on edge before, but now there was a warm aura around because he absorbed their negative aura. As his range expanded, those who lived around Uchiha area felt similar uplifted mood.
"Only one problem," he pulled on his collar, feeling the sweat drip down his neck, "all this negative aura...I need to vent or I am going to die."
Soon, a few more weeks passed and there was a surge in negative aura in the Uchiha clan. The head of the clan was dead. He hid in his room, absorbing as much negative aura as he could. He curled up on his bed, his eyes were absorbing so much negative energy, his chakra was growing but it didn't matter. There was a part of it that was going to the rest of his body that he couldn't release.
He rolled on the bed until he fell asleep, feeling the heat coming out of his body. It was a restless sleep, and he was at the end of his wits when he sensed someone trying to sneak inside his room. His eyes shot open, shooting a sharp glare at the person who sneaked inside, "Who!"
He breathed heavily, glaring at the young man standing at the door, frozen in his tracks. Enma breathed out, "Young Clan Head Fugaku....what are you trying to do by sneaking into my room?"
"I got my father's letter," Fugaku tried not to wipe the sweat from the back of his neck. His father left him a letter as his will in case he died in the war. Even before reading the letter he knew about Enma Uchiha. The Uchiha who couldn't awaken his Sharingan. Not that every Uchiha awakened it, but they also didn't become Ninja. Let alone go work for the Underground Anbu.
The only thing that made him pay attention to Enma Uchiha was that he became an Elite Chunin despite not being able to awaken his Sharigan. But now seeing him with a Sharingan, 'that isn't the strength a Chunin should have.'
"Are you alright?"
"A little under the weather," Enma sat up, turning over the glass, pouring the water from the jug, "what do you want?"
"I have to join the war soon. In place of my father. Join me."
"I can't," Enma drank the water, wetting his throat, "we can't be under open fire at the same time. Your chances of surviving will increase if I don't go."
"Is there a threat that I should know about?"
"Not this time," Enma lay back down, covering his body with the blanket, "Find your way out."
Fugaku sighed. Enma wasn't the only one like this. Right now, the Elders were taking control of the clan and there were only a few loyal people he could trust to be under his rule. He needed to prove his strength or he wouldn't be able to lead the clan.
The news of Fugaku marching out to the war soon spread out. It didn't come as a surprise, many of the younger generation wanted to follow him to war and Naoko was one of them. He couldn't get rid of the heat, but even he knew that he had to stop Naoko from leaving. If she went to war, then he'd be under Danzo's thumb.
She was reluctant, everyone her age was going to the war. In this world, there was too much of societal pressure on the young ninja to go to war or people wouldn't let them live in peace. Rumours would start flying, one would be labelled a bona fide coward. It was too much to ask her to stay, "But..."
Enma addressed her, sitting on the sofa chair, tugging on his collar to let the sweat on his chest dry, "Naoko. If you go to war, then I am dead. I can't have you do that."
"Oni-san...but..." Naoko bit her lip. She had a strange feeling that something else was going on, but this was the first time she heard her brother say anything on the matter.
"You know the people in my platoon died. Then Clan Head was killed. This time too...there will be many casualties. It's not as simple as that is war. The Uchiha Clan is one of the strongest. Under normal circumstances, even if they are plagued with encounters one after the other, unless it's a platoon made of Senju or Uzumaki Clan soldiers, we will come out at top. It is a historical fact. There is a reason it's different in this war....I know it's going to be tough. Stay at home this year."
"But...if I stay!" Naoko bit her lip, making a troubled face.
"Naoko, in the eyes of others I won't live long. Stay at home. Get married and have a child. Then you can go," Enma smiled at her, wiping the sweat from his cheek. He was the only one who survived in his platoon. The other Uchiha died. People who lost their loved ones, they couldn't say anything about why he survived now, but if they weren't on their best behaviour...that included going to the war and dying.
'This is a problem,' Enma walked over to Naoko, hugging her, reassuring her. He used the coldness of Abyssal energy to calm himself down for a moment. The sweat froze along with the scent his body was giving off. He didn't want to use it. It was the same as drinking poison. Abyssal energy was completely opposite of Demonic Energy. Demonic Energy was based on emotions, it was an overabundance of emotions.
Abyssal Energy on the other hand, was the complete opposite, it was emptiness. He took his back, feeling the demonic energy again, "I know what I am asking you. Six months. That's all I ask you for. If I am not successful. You can go, alright?"
Sure enough, once Naoko decided not to go, the attitude of people drastically changed. There were the looks that Naoko had to deal with. He, on the other hand, worked on the new narrative.
"You sure you should be here?"
"I am fine," Enma on the roof of the house, wearing his combat uniform, being on the lookout at night. Konoha Police Force, the Uchiha Family, was in charge of it. Rather, to his surprise, the whole force was the Uchiha Family members, 'who in their right mind did that?'
Giving charge of law and order to a family whose eyes could hypnotise?
'Who gave them the guts? I can think of a thousand ways to gain control of Konoha through Sharingan. Then the only reason they can't...is because Konoha has countermeasures. But they still left the temptation...' Enma sighed, unable to understand the mindset of those in charge.
"You don't look good. Is it because of Naoko?"
Enma raised his eyes, seeing the Uchiha man on the lookout with him, "it's my injuries from the war," he lowered his eyes, "Naoko...I made her stay against her wishes. My body is already failing. I can't have her die too before having a child."
"Your body is failing?" the officer widened his eyes. He sighed, uncomfortable, "war...I hope Sir Fugaku stays safe out there. I wanted to go, but Dad went instead of me..."
"I get why," Enma leaned back, gazing at the horizon. Even from the world where he was from, many of the Aristocratic Families were very focused on the continuation of their bloodlines. Even the nuclear families that were the part of Clan wanted to leave behind their progeny and remain a part of it.
"Brother, if you are looking for someone to marry Naoko. Why don't you introduce me!"
"Go away," Enma smiled, scoffing at the idea. He worked his shift, going back home. There was food on the table. He freshened up, having the food. The next day, he went to the bookstore to buy a few books on Medical. Having upgrading Communication to Level 255, he understood the skill. Then again, it took it to Level 255 when he was 10-year-old.
He lost his data that year and never upgraded Communication to Level 255 again, but there were thousand times when he thought there were so many ways he could have used the skill. Now that it wasn't a skill in the game, not limited by game mechanisms, he had been trying to see its limits, and one thing that worked the best was understanding.
He flipped through the pages. The medical books were complicated, and normally, he wouldn't have understood much of it. If it was engineering that was a different story. He wasn't built that way. But, with this skill, it didn't matter how complicated the books were, the information in the book dumbed down to the levels where he could understand.
He could use his Sharingan to read the thick book in hours. The benefit he gained from the skill was that he could understand every word and sentence despite reading it at this speed. He didn't have an aptitude when it came to medicine. He had tried it before. It was a block of text for him. Though the skill was unravelling the block of text, allowing him to read.
Soon, another month passed. He even started taking the books to his patrols and rumours started spreading that he was dying and in the last-ditch struggle he started studying medicine. That did ease up at the atmosphere around the Clan's area and made things easier for Naoko. People used their big brains and came up with a theory that Naoko didn't go with others because she wanted to spend her brothers last days with.
"Why does this place has so much negative energy," one day, Enma looked up from the books, breathing out. He left the house to take a walk. The war causes emotions to run wild, hysteria sleeps around the corner. He didn't understand those words as clearly as he did now. His brain was melting from the passive negative emotions he absorbed. He could use the Abyssal aura to push them out, but that would leave him emotionally stale.
'How long has it been since I came out like this?' he walked on the side of the road, looking at the people passing by. All he could see was the aura they off, their emotions, how they were feeling in the moment.
'I wonder...' his eyes turned red but tomoe didn't appear. He used the powers on his eyes, trying to pass on his intent, 'Show me their medical problems.'
He observed a few people, 'of course it wouldn't work.'
He smirked, 'I am spoiled. If I still had Scarlet Comedy, I would be able to do that with all the pieces I have. I should start working on that...need finance...'
"Enma-san?"
He paused his steps, raising his head to look at the young woman in front of him, holding a bag of grocery. He narrowed his eyes as they turned black, "Mikoto-san. Good..."
He raised his head to look at where the sun was, 'of course it's afternoon. With this much heat, it has to be.'
"Afternoon."
Mikoto noticed his little action. She could already tell how out of it he was, "you are sweating so much. Maybe you should sit down."
"No, I am fine..." he slowly breathed, trying to walk off.
"I insist, my house is around the corner," Mikoto calmly held his forearm, that was burning up. She tugged him, not allowing him to say no to that. Though as she walked forward, strange thoughts started coming to her mind, 'he's stronger than he looks...'
The strength of him muscles pressed under her fingertips made her blush as the heat from his skin. She snapped those thoughts out of her mind, taking him all the way home.
He got pulled by her, going to Mikoto's new house, sitting down near the low table, waiting for her. He hid his lower body under the table, leaning on his arms, "damn it..."
Not only did it leave him sweating, burning... but also very horny. It was the most annoying thing that could happen to a man in a situation like his. He lay down on his back, squirming, even the brush against his pants was of great satisfaction. He stopped his body from moving, trying not to act like a horny teenager who couldn't control himself.
"Maybe we should go to the hospital," Mikoto put down the soup, helping him sit up. He groaned, feeling her body pressed against his as she tried to help him. He closed his eyes shut, trying to keep the last bit of control when the aura started coming out of his body as heat, spreading out the room.
"No..."
Mikoto gripped his t-shirt as the strange heat spread through her body, attacking her mind. She took a spoonful of soup, blowing it, "I made the soup myself. Drink."
She pressed her thighs together, helping him drink the soup, looking at his sweaty face. He couldn't even hold the spoon in his hands. His face flushed in red as his sweaty forehead pressed against her shoulder. It made her mind go hazy, but she helped him drink.
She took another spoon, blowing on it, pressing against him to feel his heat, 'what am I thinking. I am a married woman...oh...'
His hot, sweaty body. Her mind slowly started going blank. The two of them kept staring into each other's eyes. Mikoto dropped the spoon on the side, grabbing the table, staring at his lips.
She raised her hands, feeling her body moving on its own, stroking his neck, feeling his heartbeat under her fingertips. She bent down, her lips brushed against his and that was the only satisfaction both of them felt. His hand ran down her back, grasping her ass. She moaned in his mouth, pushing her lips harder against his.
Enma fell back on the tatami mat. He groaned as his lower half felt relief for a second. He licked her lower lips, grabbing the back of her head, pulling her on top of him. The two of them felt relieved, able to get rid of this insane heat. The two of them ground against each other, their kiss becoming wilder by the second.
Mikoto's lips traced down his chin, his neck, his chest. Her tongue went down his neck, to his chest. She tried to pull off his t-shirt as his hand went down her dress, tugging her dress off. He grabbed her neck and kissed her, ripping her clothes, "Mmmhmmm."
He tore her clothes to the point where only her dark blue bra remained on her body. She whimpered in his mouth, feeling his hot, sweaty body under her. The kiss broke. Both of them pulled on their clothes, throwing them in every direction. His fingers reached into the back of her bra and with one movement, her bra dropped, freeing her big breasts, dropping on his face.
Her fingers dug into his shoulder as her nipples rubbed against his mouth. His lips parted and wrapped around her pink nubs, making her body gasp. His hand reached to her ass, grabbing her ass and pulling her even closer against his mouth.
Her hands stroked his head as she pulled him against her chest. He let go of one and the other, his hand travelled down to her panties. He rubbed her ass as she moved her body over him, moaning his name as the heat spread all over her body, "Enma...mmmhmm...ah!"
The pleasure exploded from the sensitive point of her body, making her drop her hips against him. He sucked hard on her nubs, moving his face to her other nubs. The hand on her panties stroked her wet spot over her panties. Her ass rose as she arched her body over his face. He couldn't even get to suck on her breast for long before her hand grabbed his shoulders and pulled him back against her boobs, "More..."
The heat surrounded them both. His fingers traced around the edges of her panties. His finger pulled down the wet cloth of her panties to her thighs. It brushed against her sensitive lips, making her grab his shoulder and push him against the tatami mat, "I said, more!"
He rolled over, pushing her on her back, taking control of the situation. His sweat dripped down on her. She arched her body off the floor as his tongue licked around her nipples, leaving her hot body shivering in need. Her fingers went down his body, tracing the shape of his muscles as her thighs clenched his leg, moving up and down as the need burned in her lower half.
His tongue circled around her nipple as his teeth bit it lightly, pulling it. It made her whole body jump in pleasure, pushing her breast against his face. The heat travelled down between her legs. She grabbed his hair and pushed his mouth on her nipple as she rolled her hips against him, trying to find her release.
His mouth released her breast. He left a trail of kisses on her breasts as his lips wrapped around her other nipple. She couldn't stand it anymore, and she felt like her body would be turned into an ash soon enough, "Enma! Enma! Enma!"
Her hands rubbed against his neck. Her head pressed back as her fingers dug into his neck and she moved her hips wildly against his, feeling the hardness through his clothes against her, "Ahhh! Mhhh!"
His palms kneaded her boobs, holding her against the floor, humping against her. She pulled him up, pulling him over her lips as her eyes looked up to him. She tore away her panties, pushing down his pants and boxers at the same time, feeling her lips brushed against the tip of his shaft, making her feel more excitement.
Her lips parted in pleasure. She felt the heat rushing through her body. She tried to kiss him when her lips wrapped around his, taking control. He kissed back, pulling her hair. The heat travelled from their lips down between her thighs. She threw her head back as he moved down, kissing down her neck. She raised her body against his, making her breasts rub against his chest as she moaned out his name, "ahh~ahhnn~Aaaah!"
He left a wet trail on her breasts and moved down to her flat stomach, leaving a trail of kisses from her boobs down her stomach as her thighs closed around his face. The heat around his head made his face press harder against her thighs. His tongue pushed between her folds, circling her entrance. His fingers traced around the entrance, circling his tongue around it while he stroked her inner thigh.
His lips left her thigh to move to her sensitive spot, licking her up and down, making her move her body against him, her eyes closing, "mmmhmm~mmmhhhh~"
She covered her face in shame, trying to push him away, "No~! Don't~!"
She opened her mouth, letting her moans fill the room. Her legs clamped down on his head as her wet pussy rub against his face as he ate her. He spread open her folds. He kissed the sensitive part of her womanhood, rubbing her inner thighs, moving his lips all over the wetness of her lower lips. She was wet and ready. As much as he wanted to continue with the foreplay, his body wouldn't listen.
He wanted so much more despite knowing how bad an idea that was. He pulled her down, and the tip of his length pushed through her lips. He stopped for a moment to catch his breath before pushing in, his cock moving between the sensitive parts of her, pushing through the opening between her inner lips, pushing into her wet opening.
Mikoto covered her mouth, widening her eyes. She threw her head back as his fingers grabbed her thighs, raising them. She muffled her loud moan with her palm as he pushed through. She closed her eyes as tears ran down the sides of her face as the pleasure exploded. She didn't want him to stop and pulled his head to her, wrapping her arms and legs around him.
Her walls squeezed his cock, making his lower body explode with pleasure. She threw her head back as he pulled back before thrusting deeper, "Noaaaaaaghhhhh~!!!!!!"
She twisted around, getting pulled by him, panting. He swung his waist, and she shook with the thrusts. It was so different from the days she had with Fugaku. They had sex for the sake of having a child, but this was so different. She couldn't stop her loud moans, her palm was covered in her own saliva. Her eyes glazed from the pleasure. Her boobs swung with every thrust as her ass was pulled up by his hands, taking control of her.
She looked into his eyes with every thrust, and it was enough to send her over the edge. Her body trembled from the orgasm, the pleasure burned her. Her mind was empty, the only thing she felt was his thrusts between her walls that felt like it would burn her and yet it felt so good.
Her tongue slipped out of her lips and he pushed his cock in deep as her pussy clenched around his length. He thrust deeper into her as the orgasm washed through her mind. She held his arm as he pulled back, giving a few deep thrusts, pushing through her orgasm. He sucked on her wet tongue. It was so lewd. So good. His lips released her, and the two of them gasped. He took her breast into his mouth and thrust hard into her.
He didn't know if it was just him or it was his demonic powers at play, but her moans made his cock rock hard. He grabbed her boobs and started fucking her.
"Noooo~! Don't fuck me like an animal," Mikoto covered her face in embarrassment as her legs wrapped around him, taking in every inch of his length.
The heat in their bodies spread to their head, making them see stars with every thrust. He released her breasts as she lay on the floor. He looked down at her as her boobs swung from the force of his thrusts.
Mikoto grabbed his hand, pulling his arm down, moaning with every thrust as she pushed him harder. He started kissing her lips as he thrust his cock deep inside her, making her head tilt back. Their lips parted.
The two of them couldn't breathe. He grabbed her thighs, pulling them up, climbing on top of her, hammering into her wet, tight hole. Mikoto raised her arms around his neck. The heat travelled all the way from her nipples down her lower half, "I can't~ I am cumming~"
Her voice got drowned as her pussy tightened around him as her body exploded with pleasure, making her squirm around on the floor. He kept fucking her until his own orgasm washed over his body, "Mikoto~"
"Ahh! Cumming!" She shook her head. His thrusts became slow and long. Her body went numb. She grabbed him with all the strength she had left, feeling his cum filling her wetness, making her mind go numb, "Don't stop...mmmhhmmm."
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Night,
Enma woke up after the best sleep he had in the last month. It was evening when they had to stop. Mikoto's body couldn't hold anymore. She was sleeping soundly on the side, as his arms were wrapped around her. He was still hard. He pulled away from her, going to the bathroom to prepare a bath, using the time to take a shower.
He closed his eyes, 'fuck...my brain still isn't at maximum capacity. Shitty system, what the hell was that? Do you want to get me killed?'
[...NORMAL people don't fight against their desires for a month and more. NORMAL people are like Mikoto Uchiha, who are seduced in the first few minutes of coming into touch with a demonic aura.]
'You...asshole,' Enma pressed his hands on the wall, slowly breathing, staring at the floor. It wasn't good. This demonic aura, it was making him complacent, dulling his edge, 'tell me something this important first! Did you freaking bring me here because I am normal?!'
[...]
'I know what I am,' Enma breathed out, the abyssal aura stretching to every inch of his body, 'I know exactly what I am...fuck...I am just a freaking carrier...'
"Enma?"
KNOCK KNOCK
Mikoto opened the door, looking inside the bathroom. Her eyes fell on Enma, standing under the shower. His black hair looking blacker than what she remembered, his eyes seemed soulless, but they drew her in, making her nibble her lip. Her took in a shuddering breath, lowering her eyes to his toned body abs and lower to his strong and muscled legs.
She was sure she sensed something from here. She came to say that they needed to talk about what happened today. But seeing him like this. Her fingers twitched as the arousal spread through her body. Her eyes roamed back up his body. She swallowed as she walked inside the bathroom and stood under the shower, staring at his black hair, trying not to look into his eyes. The water washed over their body but it didn't cool down her head.
He turned her over, pushing her against the wall, pulling her ass towards him. He leaned over her, his breath against the back of her neck. She pressed her fingers against the wall, feeling him push inside of her, "ahnnn...Enma..."
Enma narrowed his eyes, holding her by her waist, slowly pushing his aura inside of her. He turned on the shower as his lips traced her neck, "Mikoto."
'Thank you...' he kissed her head, 'I can't completely reply on Abyssal Aura either. Either way...I am going to go mad. I hope the world is alright once I do...'