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Being kissed by him, Misaki began to pant against his mouth.
"Haah… haah…"
Her face was flushed, and there was open desire in her eyes. She, who had been thirsty for what was coming, cooperated without hesitation and let him kiss her as deeply as he wanted.
As a woman who had long since surrendered herself to him, being violated by him was indeed her greatest honor and greatest pleasure.
Kanzou naturally had no qualms about violating her either. His tongue pushed past her lips and claimed the inside of her mouth without hurry. He licked along her teeth, then coiled around her slippery tongue and sucked on it until a thin string of saliva stretched between them when he briefly pulled back.
Chu… chu…
Misaki's hands were already busy. She found the bulge forming in his pants, wrapped her fingers around it through the fabric, and gave it deliberate caresses so that it would harden further.
"Chu… chu… Kanzou-sama… your cock's getting bigger…"
"Yeah? And whose fault do you think that is?" he snorted, squeezing her ass hard. Her ass, as always, was too big. Even with his big hands, he couldn't gather it all at once as the flesh overflowed his palm. "You are going to take responsibility, right?" he questioned. Slapping those damn thick cheeks.
Slap!
She bit her lip and looked up at him.
"Since it's my fault, of course, I will take responsibility…" Her gaze flicked toward the mouth of the alley, then back to him. "...but are we doing it here? Outside? Well, it's been a while… Kanzou-sama… and I am all up for this, but… this is Konoha. Won't someone spot us…?"
The worry in her voice was real, yet the thought of being seen with him in that situation only made the heat between her legs worse. Still, she was worried that if he was spotted with her, that could spell trouble for him.
"Don't worry," Kanzou said. He did not even raise his voice when he addressed the kunoichi who had been following them from the shadows. "Uroko… take care of that problem."
Uroko, who had been hidden against the wall, pouted behind her mask.
'Making me do that… while giving Misaki the attention…'
She would have preferred to be the one pressed against the wall.
Alas, she was not one to go against Kanzou-sama's orders, so she waved the hand signs and activated the Genjutsu of the Kurama Clan so that no one would catch them doing the perverted things in the alley.
"That woman… she really was watching, huh?" Misaki clicked her tongue.
"Is that supposed to be a problem?" Kanzou tilted his head.
He had had threesomes before, and he had fucked both Misaki and Uroko together on more than one occasion. This should not have been an issue.
"N-no… it's not a problem…"
She was just a little jealous. Her alone time with him was being ruined by that stupid Uroko. But it did not matter as long as Kanzou's attention stayed on her and not on the other woman. Thinking that, Misaki's lips curved, and she leaned in to kiss him again. "Then, Kanzou-sama… please…"
"Fufu… yeah."
Fortunately, they did not need to get rid of all their clothes.
After kissing her for a while longer, Kanzou pulled his cock free and yanked her shorts and panties down in one motion. Then, he turned her around and pressed her face against the rough stone wall.
"Spread your ass for me, Misaki."
"Hnn… yeah… Kanzou-sama… r-rail my pussy with your thick cock, nya~"
She purred the last part and reached back, spreading her asscheeks for him so that both her tight asshole and her already glistening pussy came into view.
"Fufu… naturally," he agreed, but unlike her, he did not rush and did not push in immediately. Instead, he teased her, sliding the flushed head of his cock along her folds, parting them just enough to smear her wetness over himself without entering.
She was dripping wet. Her eagerness for this couldn't be more obvious, and being teased like that, dissatisfied her. She looked back at him over her shoulder with a pitiful expression, biting her lip. "Kanzou-sama… please don't tease me after pulling me here… I can't hold back… I want your cock!"
She even pushed her thick ass back against him, trying to make his cock slide right in.
Kanzou smirked and wrapped his hand around her throat, squeezing tightly to restrict her air.
"You really are too eager, aren't you?"
"Haah… haah… just… just violate me already, Kanzou-sama~"
She begged even as her face flushed a deeper red from the lack of breath. She did not care. All she wanted was his cock. It was almost as if she had gone into heat like a cat.
"Well then… since you are begging so desperately… I'll give it to you."
He thrust in strongly.
Her pussy, long since shaped to him, swallowed the entire length in one stroke until the head rammed against her cervix.
Misaki's eyes flew wide.
The sudden, complete stretch punched the remaining air from her lungs in a broken sound that never quite became a word. Her inner walls clamped down at once, fluttering and squeezing around the familiar thickness as if they had been waiting for it. Heat bloomed in her belly where the head of his cock kissed the entrance to her womb, a sharp, almost painful fullness that immediately melted into a spreading, liquid pleasure. Her knees threatened to buckle; only the wall and his grip on her throat kept her upright. A wet, obscene squelch accompanied the last inch as her own slickness was forced out around him.
For a single heartbeat she could only hang there, impaled, every nerve screaming that he was finally inside her again.
Kanzou did not give her time to adjust.
He pulled back until only the head remained inside her, then drove his hips forward again.
Plakk.
The wet slap of skin against skin echoed off the narrow walls of the alley. Misaki's body jerked against the stone, her small, perky breasts squishing painfully as he pinned her there and began to swing his hips in a steady, punishing rhythm.
Plakk… plakk… plakk…
Each thrust bottomed out against her cervix with a dull, heavy impact that made her toes curl inside her sandals. Her pussy, already shaped to him, clung to every inch as he withdrew, then stretched wide again when he slammed back in.
Slick sounds mixed with the heavier slaps, filthy and loud in the quiet alley.
"Hnnn~! Aahhnn....! Kanzou-sama...!"
Even though she tried to contain her voice, Misaki's voice ended up breaking on every stroke. She kept her asscheeks spread with both hands even as her arms trembled, offering herself completely. The slight choke of his hand on her throat made every moan come out strained and wet.
Squelch… plakk… squelch…
Kanzou watched her from behind, eyes half-lidded, enjoying the way her thick ass rippled each time his hips met it. He tightened his grip to make her gasp, then used that hold to pull her back onto him with every thrust so that she had no choice but to take the full length.
"You were dripping the moment I pulled you in here," he muttered against her ear, never slowing. "And now look at you. Taking it in an alley like a cat in heat."
"Haaah… haaah… because… it's Kanzou-sama's… cock… nyaaah~!"
She pushed back to meet him, greedy even while being used. The thought that Uroko was standing watch only a few metres away, able to hear every wet sound and every broken moan, sent another rush of heat through her.
Jealousy and arousal tangled until she could no longer tell them apart.
Plakkplakkplakk—
Kanzou changed the angle, grinding upward so that the head of his cock dragged along her front wall before punching against her cervix again. Misaki's legs nearly gave out.
A thin line of drool slipped from the corner of her mouth and dripped onto the wall.
"Fufu… already shaking." He slapped her ass once more without breaking rhythm. "Hold it. You're not allowed to cum until I say so."
"Hnnn…! I-I'll try… Kanzou-sama… but it's too good… it's hitting so deep… aahhnn~!"
Uroko, standing at the mouth of the alley with her back to them, bit her lip behind the mask. The wet, rhythmic slapping reached her clearly. She squeezed her thighs together and kept her eyes on the street, obeying the order even as her own body reacted to the sounds of the woman who had stolen the attention she wanted.
Kanzou felt Misaki's walls flutter and tighten, the first warning that she was close. He only smirked and drove into her harder, using her like the eager, dripping thing she had begged to be.
Plap! Plappp! Plaaap!
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Meanwhile, at the Hokage Office—
Hiruzen was going crazy over what had just happened. "Dammit, Uchiha Kanzou…!!!"
It was too much. Too much. Again and again that man walked into his office and insulted him to his face. There was only so much he, the kind and benevolent Hokage, could swallow. Yet even if he wanted to do something, what could he actually do?
If Uchiha Mikoto had not awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan, he might still have been willing to take a calculated risk. With her eyes' Dōjutsu awakened, he did not dare. Moreover, there were simply too many powerful people standing under Kanzou at this moment: Kanzou himself, Mikoto, Might Duy, that shinobi from the Fūma Clan that defeated Fugaku, and the cluster of Elite Jōnin of the Uchiha Clan who answered to him without question.
"No… at this rate, isn't the village in danger? What if they suddenly decided to…" He swallowed. He wouldn't put it past the Uchihas. They have always wanted the central power of the Village. Kanzou himself is an ambitious man. Would he sit silently and just be satisfied with being the Uchiha Patriarch?
Obviously no!
Just as those thoughts were forming, the Eagle-masked ANBU flickered into the office in visible desperation. "Hokage-sama… it's not good…"
Hiruzen jumped. "What… what did Uchiha Kanzou do this time?"
He was already certain it would be Kanzou again.
If Kanzou had known he was being blamed for something he had not even done, he would have pouted and muttered, 'Damn monkey… I am only here fucking Misaki. I haven't done anything.'
But Kanzou, who was currently making Misaki moan on the street behind the Yūhi house, had no idea what the Hokage was thinking. He kept swinging his hips against her ass.
Plakk… plakk… plakk…
Misaki's cheek stayed pressed to the wall, her voice breaking on every thrust.
"Haaah… Kanzou-sama… deeper… nyaaah—!"
Squelch… plakk…
He ignored the world beyond the alley and drove into her with the same unhurried cruelty as before.
Back in the Hokage office, the Eagle-masked ANBU shook his head quickly, "Hokage-sama… It's not Uchiha Kanzou…"
"Not Uchiha Kanzou?"
Hiruzen visibly relaxed. As long as it was not Kanzou and his Uchiha causing trouble, he could deal with anything. He was the Hokage. No issue in the world, unless the Third Great Shinobi War had suddenly broken out, would faze him.
He even reached for his pipe, lit it, and took a slow drag. "Then… what's got you so panicked?"
The ANBU was surprised by the sudden change in demeanor, but did not waste time. "A report came… things went wrong on the side of Sakumo-sama…"
Hiruzen's hand paused. "Things went wrong… on Sakumo's side?"
"Yes, Hokage-sama. Sakumo-sama has also issued the order for retreating…"
Hiruzen frowned. Hatake Sakumo, one of the strongest shinobi Konoha possessed and commander of the ANBU Department, had been on a mission of real military importance. Now it turned out the operation had failed, and the White Fang himself had called for withdrawal.
Frustration rose in his heart. 'How could things go wrong on Sakumo's side? Should I send over support?' But then he shook his head. Sakumo had already given the order. There was nothing to be done about the field.
'No… this isn't bad. With Sakumo in the village, things will be more under my control.' He was already thinking of pulling those scattered powerhouses back to the village before anything worse happened. So, he wasn't too disappointed with this development, and simply waved his hand, "Forget it. Let him come back."
With the amount of trouble Kanzou had been stirring inside Konoha, the village needed powerful and loyal shinobi present. Sakumo's return was not a loss in that sense. The actual cost of the failed mission can be addressed later. What's important is to protect the village and secure his own position as the Hokage first.
Since the Hokage no longer seemed concerned, the Eagle-masked ANBU said nothing more and retreated.
Left alone, Hiruzen exhaled a long stream of smoke and rubbed his temple. "With Sakumo back… things will be better…"
At the same time, he looked at the scroll on the table. It was a message sent over by the head of the Fūinjutsu department that had been out of Konoha for quite a while, along with a team of Fuinjutsu experts as well as the Jinchūriki of the Nine-tails.
Recalling what was written on the scroll, he couldn't help but murmur, "Kushina's training period has ended and she is also returning... and it's around the time Uchiha Mikoto has awakened her Mangekyō Sharingan... I don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing."
He pressed his temple and murmured, "I must ensure that Kushina stays away from the Uchihas..."
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At the Root base, Danzō listened to a report that was similar in outline yet different in emphasis.
"Danzō-sama… things didn't go as planned. When encountering the Sandaime Raikage's unit, Hatake Sakumo issued the retreat order rather than going along with the mission…"
Danzō's brow furrowed. A flicker of dissatisfaction passed through his eyes. Sakumo was supposed to suffer a defeat, or at least injuries severe enough to make him unsuitable for the Hokage's seat. Instead, the man had simply called for withdrawal.
He almost clicked his tongue, then stopped. 'No… this isn't that bad of a situation.'
His lips curved slightly as he realized that withdrawing without completing the mission was still a heavy loss for the village.
After all, Shinobi are meant to prioritize mission over everything.
Sakumo taking a beating or coming home crippled would have been one kind of damage. This was another. If the story was spun correctly, it might even be cleaner. Even if nothing more dramatic followed, Sakumo would be discredited. A shinobi who abandoned an important operation and cost Konoha dearly would no longer look like Hokage material.
With that plan in mind, Danzō gave the next order.
"After Sakumo returns… let the matter become public. And let the criticism be directed toward Sakumo for incurring a great loss for the village."
The subordinate did not question him, "Understood, Danzō-sama." He flickered away at once.
Danzō turned and walked back into the darkness of the base while murmuring to himself, "Hiruzen… it seems that very soon you won't be able to say 'Danzō, I am the Hokage…' to me."
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While all of that was happening elsewhere, Kanzou kept hammering into Misaki's pussy.
Plakk… plakk… plakk…
He showed her no mercy. Every swing of his hips drove his cock to the root, the head punching against her cervix before he pulled back only far enough to slam in again. Misaki tried to keep her voice down. She really did. Her teeth sank into her lower lip, her fingers clawed at the wall, and still the moans tore out of her.
"Hnnn...! Aahhnn...! It's too deep... nyaaah~!"
Squelch… plakk… squelch…
Because Kanzou had given Uroko specific instructions, the sounds did not travel far enough to reach most of the surrounding houses or the main street. They did, however, reach the Yūhi residence.
With her husband Yūhi Shinku outside of Konoha on a mission, and her little daughter Yūhi Kurenai at the Konoha Ninja Academy. Yūhi Sumi was enjoying her tea alone. This was her daily routine that she has been following for quite some time. Today too she was doing that when suddenly uncontrollable moans slid through the morning air.
'I-It's those sounds again!'
She had heard them once before, back when she was going to the balcony to hand the laundry for drying.
That time she had marched outside ready to scold whoever was doing something so shameless in the street behind their house, only to find Uchiha Kanzou standing there with a cat, calmly claiming he had been feeding chicken to a cat. There had been no one else in sight except Kanzou and the cat.
At that time, she had wondered that she must have been mistaken, that the years of dryness after her daughter's birth, and a husband who was always away on long missions, had simply left her pent up and hearing things that were not there.
And since then, she hadn't heard anything. But today, all of a sudden, such sounds were coming again?
Previously, she had tried to forget those embarrassing thoughts, chalking them up to her being mistaken.
But hearing it a second time was different.
Could she be mistaken again?
'I can't be mistaken a second time, right?' she thought, biting her lips.
This time she decided to check carefully before going out. She tiptoed back to the window, pinched the edge of the curtain between two fingers, and eased it aside just enough to look, and immediately her eyes widened, "!!!"
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