"Hmm..."
Inside the stasis chamber, Ada slightly parted her pink lips, murmured faintly, and then obediently closed her eyes again.
Uchiha Shin approached the control console, his fingers tapping the keys as he began fine-tuning Ada's body.
In many ways, Ada was like a daughter to him. Created from his flesh, raised under his guidance—he paid her special attention.
While he worked, in the celestial palace above, Kaguya Ōtsutsuki felt it—a faint ripple in the vast chakra of space.
"They're here..."
Kaguya murmured softly, but her voice lacked fear. Her pale eyes remained calm, her regal face tranquil.
Ever since Uchiha Shin had begun guiding her and pulling her into the "Ame-no-Minaka" realm for training, she had grown.
She had overcome the primal fear of the Ten-Tails' will. No longer its puppet, she had tamed it. And her chakra—now nearly half recovered—was more stable than ever. She could fight without risking collapse, provided she didn't invoke god-tier techniques like the "Expanding Truth-Seeking Orb."
"I need to inform my husband. We have to make plans."
Kaguya pulled herself from her seat, lifting her silk robe casually. As the fabric slid down her shoulders, her lithe and voluptuous body was exposed to the cool air.
But before the chill could touch her skin, garments shimmered into existence: plain white underwear, loose-fitting pants, and a light coat. Functional, unadorned. Practical.
Though she favored the ancient Otsutsuki priestess robes, she had begun experimenting with her wardrobe. Influenced by Earth styles... and maybe just a little peer pressure.
After sensing Shin's chakra signature, she activated her space-warping technique, Yomotsu Hirasaka, vanishing in a flicker of dimensional energy.
Shin, detecting her approach, paused his work. Ada was stable for now. Debugging her clone body was delicate—gene chains often degraded with rapid growth. But she was resilient.
Once Ada mastered even the simplest of space-time jutsu, Shin could move to the next phase: biological replication, not through cloning—but true generational synthesis. Creating loyal offspring through the divine flesh of his own body.
If successful, Shin would possess an army of god-tier servants born of his own divine bloodline.
He left the lab just as Kaguya arrived.
She emerged from the hallway like a vision, graceful and curvy. Her expression brightened as their eyes met.
"Husband, how do you like this outfit? Tsunade and the others taught me."
Shin raised an eyebrow. Her outfit was wildly unorthodox by Otsutsuki standards.
A tight, black miniskirt barely clung to her hips, hugging every curve of her shapely rear. Fishnet stockings ran along her thick, toned thighs. Her top—a translucent white blouse—clung tightly to her upper body, nipples clearly poking through the fabric.
The shirt was unbuttoned at the top, giving her buxom cleavage plenty of room to tease.
Shin coughed lightly. "You usually don't wear things like this... someone's feeling adventurous?"
He didn't hesitate to reach out, his hands sliding down her waist with practiced ease.
Caught off guard by the intimacy, Kaguya blushed faintly. "I'm just trying to adapt..."
And then, her tone shifted.
"The ones from the upper echelon of the Otsutsuki Clan... they've arrived."
Shin didn't flinch. "I know. If you hadn't come, I was going to brief you myself."
They exchanged understanding glances. Kaguya exhaled slowly, reassured by his unwavering presence. No matter what threat approached, her husband had it under control.
She was tempted to seduce him right there in the corridor. But priorities.
This was war. And their enemies were gods.
Later, she listened quietly as Shin spoke of the "Gate of Realms" they would one day use to leave this universe. No longer would they be hunted by the main branch of the Otsutsuki.
A genuine smile curved her lips.
Shin caught the expression and slid an arm around her hips.
"Time to move."
Together, they vanished, warping into the upper stratosphere with a rip of chakra.
In that moment, Kaguya's provocative Earthling outfit vanished. Her ceremonial robes of the Otsutsuki returned—white silk etched with celestial glyphs, her horned crown glowing faintly.
At the same time, far beyond the solar system—space tore open.
Two figures emerged.
One towered like a beast, bulging with muscle, eyes glowing like cold suns. The other, regal and arrogant, perched on the giant's shoulders like a king on his throne.
Pale skin. Long silver hair. No eyebrows. Horns.
Clearly Otsutsuki.
Momoshiki Otsutsuki smirked, seated high upon the shoulder of Kinshiki, his faithful guardian.
Centuries had passed since Kaguya and Isshiki defected. The clan council had sent them to check in on the Ten-Tails and collect chakra fruit, but they never returned.
Now, Momoshiki had orders.
Retrieve the fruit. Kill the traitors. Cleanse the bloodline.
Momoshiki's Byakugan pulsed, revealing the lingering chakra signatures across the galaxy. The red Rinnegan in both palms glowed, partially concealed by a black glove on his left hand. He wore noble robes and platform sandals befitting a god-emperor.
He popped a chakra pill into his mouth and chewed slowly. The last of his supply.
These pills—refined from stolen chakra—restored power and stamina. Without them, his warping technique slowed drastically.
"Lord Momoshiki," Kinshiki rumbled in a deep baritone. "I believe the traitors are in this star cluster. The chakra trail is unmistakable."
"Correct. We finally found them."
Momoshiki grinned, exposing a mouthful of perfect, inhuman teeth.
He tossed another pill to Kinshiki, who devoured it like candy. His aura surged, and the spatial field warped around them.
With a burst of light, the two disappeared once more.
What they didn't know... was that they were already being watched.
Uchiha Shin, through his third-person technique Heavenly Eye Observation, had seen them the moment they breached the edge of the solar system. His clairvoyance allowed omnidirectional surveillance without leaving a trace.
Momoshiki and Kinshiki thought they were ghosts in the stars.
But they were already exposed.