Naruto walked over to the sofa.
Kaguya shifted her crossed legs slightly—
It seemed like she was deliberately making the motion more pronounced.
Who knew? Maybe this was some new trick Black Zetsu had taught her.
As soon as he sat down, Kaguya placed her hands on his shoulders and gently lowered his head onto her lap.
"Master, you must be tired after killing Isshiki. Let me massage your head."
With her Byakugan, she could clearly see all the pressure points.
That's just how it was—
The Hyūga clan were born to be either doctors or technicians.
Killing Isshiki hadn't taken much effort,
But under Kaguya's massage, Naruto had to admit—it felt incredibly relaxing.
While lying on her lap, Naruto absorbed Isshiki's two eyeballs, gaining full mastery over his ocular techniques.
Kaguya kept massaging, her hands never stopping—
But in her heart, she felt at peace.
The fact that Naruto had so easily killed Isshiki meant he truly had the potential.
Even if the Ōtsutsuki clan sent more people in the future,
She would remain safe.
She could live… without having to fight anymore.
That thought alone made her feel completely at ease.
Being rescued from that dark, hopeless moon—
Being protected like this—
Even giving up a bit of her chakra no longer felt like a sacrifice.
Naruto suddenly remembered that planet from Isshiki's memory—
A world far richer in energy than their own.
He opened his eyes and looked up at Kaguya.
Even from this "dead angle," she still looked stunning.
"Before you and Isshiki came to the ninja world… didn't you pass a planet with energy far greater than this one?"
Kaguya's eyes flicked to the side, then she nodded.
"Yes. Originally, Isshiki planned to plant the Divine Tree there.
But that planet hadn't fully matured yet.
If we had planted then, the results would've been greatly reduced."
"Are you interested in that world, Master?"
"Mhm. I want to taste a chakra fruit myself—see what it's like."
Naruto didn't hide it.
With her under the effects of Six Paths–level Kotoamatsukami, Kaguya was now unquestionably loyal.
The next second—
Kaguya suddenly leaned down and pressed her lips against his.
When they parted, her eyes glowed with soft affection.
"I've eaten a chakra fruit before.
If you kiss me, Master… maybe you'll get a little taste of it too."
That night—
Naruto got his first taste of the chakra fruit.
And yes—
It was indeed… incredibly juicy.
Compared to ordinary kunoichi like Mei Terumi or Kurenai…
Kaguya's Ōtsutsuki physique allowed Naruto to go all out.
No need to hold back—he could unleash himself freely.
That night's experience was, by far, Naruto's most satisfying yet.
With no moon left in the sky,
The ninja world was plunged into darkness.
Only the lights stayed on.
Kaguya lay sprawled on Naruto, her face calm, her eyes hazy.
Though men had betrayed her in the past…
This one?
This one was just… too damn good.
One week later—
Naruto prepared to set off for that planet from Isshiki's memory.
But before leaving, there was one more thing he had to do.
With a single thought, he entered the Pure Land realm that he now controlled.
The moment he arrived, he saw many familiar faces.
And the moment these people saw Naruto—
Every one of them looked terrified.
Even though they were already dead…
Their fear hadn't faded.
But deeper behind that fear…
Naruto clearly saw a sliver of pure malice.
And he saw it all—
He was now the new master of the Pure Land.
There was no mistake—
These were the very villagers of Konoha who had sneered, cursed, and scorned Naruto for over a decade.
Most of the people Naruto had locked away on Whirlpool Island had not survived.
They hadn't died of hunger or exhaustion.
No—
Most of them perished from internal strife.
They were ignorant and selfish to begin with.
Seal off a group like that, and the outcome was obvious.
Fighting over a single rice ball.
Beating each other bloody over a careless word.
Naruto flew above them, scanning the crowd one face at a time.
"This place is called the Pure Land.
You people don't deserve to be here."
His voice—
Like a god's decree—
Echoed in the ears of every filthy, hypocritical villager who had once cursed him.
Overwhelmed by the divine pressure,
They all dropped to their knees.
They had already died once.
If they were cast out of the Pure Land…
Where could they go?
This fear—
It was far worse than death itself.
The unknown…
Was always the most terrifying thing.
"Uzumaki Naruto! Please don't exile us! I was wrong!"
"Yeah! You—You can't do this!"
…
Countless cries for mercy,
Attempts at guilt-tripping,
Pleading and justifying—
All exploded at once in the Pure Land.
But to Naruto,
These voices meant nothing.
In desperation, people would say anything.
Even as souls, they couldn't be trusted.
He found their noise utterly irritating.
His blue eyes rippled with six concentric circles—
And from the Six Paths, the ripple of the Animal Realm began to resonate.
An invisible pulse spread outward from Naruto—
Covering the entire Pure Land.
Then, in the center of the realm,
A massive black vortex opened—hundreds of meters tall.
Every villager who matched the standards of the Animal Realm
was gathered up and transformed into black soul orbs, drifting toward the swirling gate.
The color of a soul—
To some degree—represented their deeds in life.
And the villagers of Konoha?
Their souls were so black,
They had no right to reincarnate as humans.
Beasts…
Should be reborn as beasts.
In less than three minutes,
Peace returned to the Pure Land.
The world—
was quiet again.
Naruto withdrew his ocular power.
In this realm,
He didn't just feel like a god.
He was a god.
Unlike Nagato's self-proclaimed deity status—
Naruto could truly control everything here.
Many slumbering souls had been stirred awake by the commotion.
Now, as they looked upon Naruto—their new sovereign in the Pure Land—
Their eyes held nothing but fear and awe.
After all, they had just seen those souls being swept away.
With the first matter settled,
Naruto didn't leave right away.
He didn't even need Flying Thunder God—
In the Pure Land, he could teleport freely.
In the blink of an eye,
He appeared in another corner of the realm.
Before him,
Two soul lights—one gold, one red—swirled together.
Sensing Naruto's arrival, the intertwined soul lights
took form—
One blonde-haired man.
One red-haired woman.
They were…
Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki.
His birth parents.
Minato had already met Naruto once.
So this time, he simply gave his signature sunny smile and nodded.
But beside him, Kushina's expression softened with emotion.
She stared at Naruto intently.
"Naruto…
You had to endure so much on your own.
It's my fault… I'm so sorry… really, truly sorry…"
Her beautiful eyes welled with sorrow.
If soul bodies could cry,
She would've already broken down in tears.