Naruto: I'm Nine-Tails and My Host is Kushina

"Hey, Tsunade, are you calling me?"

A little redhead poked her head out from behind Kurama.

At that moment, Tsunade froze, eyes wide in shock.

Her soul nearly left her body.

"Kushina, you—why are you here?!"

Kushina chuckled mischievously.

"Sister Tsunade, I know everything about you and Lord Kurama."

"Ah—!"

Tsunade's fair cheeks flushed a deep red.

"Y-You know everything?!"

"Mmhmm. You guys were making so much noise. I could hear your voice crystal clear, Tsunade."

Welp, the cat's out of the bag.

Tsunade had no words left. No shame left either.

She shot Kurama a glare so venomous it could kill a bear.

Then she pinched him. Hard.

"You bastard, this is all your fault!"

"Hey, hey, you're the one who tried to murder your own husband..."

The three of them? Yeah, no one's getting sleep tonight.

The next morning, Kurama headed toward the Land of Water, Kirigakure.

Even on the way there, his mind wandered back to last night.

Kurama had always thought Kushina was wild and uninhibited.

But Tsunade? Tsunade had no shame.

She was down for any freaky thing he could come up with.

Between the Uzumaki redhead and the Senju bombshell, Kurama didn't even need recovery time.

Their chakra systems were monsters in their own right.

Regeneration? Off the charts. Resilience? Freakishly strong.

Kurama didn't even feel like he got lucky last night. They did.

Still, neither Tsunade nor Kushina caught a wink of sleep.

Poor Karura, the servant, wasn't spared either.

It wasn't that she didn't want to sleep.

It was that she literally couldn't.

Kirigakure, Village Hidden in the Mist.

The village was on high alert.

Reports had come in—serious ones.

All of Iwagakure's tailed beasts? Gone.

Sunagakure lost Shukaku.

Kumogakure got hit next. Gyūki, the Eight Tails? Gone.

And now, even the Fourth Mizukage Yagura, Jinchūriki of Isobu, the Three Tails, was taken out.

The Mist suspected only one major player: Konoha, the Village Hidden in the Leaves.

Because let's be honest—Sunagakure's crippled.

Kumo and Iwa would never just hand over their Jinchūriki.

That only left one suspect.

To the Mist, smaller villages didn't even count. Who the hell else had the balls to go after tailed beasts?

Currently, the Mist had only one Jinchūriki left: Utakata, the Six Tails host.

The kid was just ten, but he was strong.

The Mist knew he was their last card, and they protected him like hell.

Among the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist, only two remained:

Samehada's wielder—Kisame's predecessor, the Watermelon Mountain Blowfish Ghost.

And Kubikiribōchō's wielder—Jūzō Biwa.

Fourth Mizukage and Raiga were gone.

Terumi Mei, now Genji's most trusted aide, was already assumed to be the next Mizukage.

Kirigakure was always shrouded in thick mist.

But today? The haze was thin.

For the first time in years, Mist-nin could see the blue sky.

"It's already noon," Mei sighed, stretching her arms.

She'd been at her desk since early morning, signing papers.

Genji, the old geezer, could barely function these days.

RUMBLE——

A deafening noise shook the entire village.

The ground trembled, sending ninja sprinting to their posts.

"Was that an earthquake? Or a tsunami?!"

Terumi Mei immediately darted toward the source of the noise.

"You guys! There's someone... in the sky?!"

"We're under attack! Get ready!"

Kurama descended slowly from the clouds.

Behind him, blue-purple wings flared out, covered in a crimson Chakra shroud.

It wasn't just any Chakra. It was infused with celestial energy—his personal blend of peacock-style Chakra manipulation.

When his boots hit the ground, he was already surrounded by dozens of elite Mist shinobi.

"Damn," Kurama grinned. "Isn't this entrance a little too badass?"

As a former Jinchūriki and now the bearer of several Kekkei Mora, Kurama felt it instantly.

There was another tailed beast nearby.

Even sealed, their unique Chakra signatures couldn't hide from him.

"Who are you to invade Kirigakure?!"

The question came from a cluster of Jōnin.

Kurama bore no Konoha forehead protector. No Anbu mask. No affiliation badge.

Just that red cloak, those sculpted features, and those scarlet, beast-like eyes.

Eyes no man could look into without flinching.

One Mist shinobi glanced up and instantly looked away.

His stare alone carried the weight of death.

"Who, me? I'm just here to talk. Heard you've got the Six Tails Jinchūriki here. A kid named Utakata, right?"

All the Mist Jōnin tensed.

Their worst fear was confirmed: this intruder knew about Utakata.

That knowledge was classified at the highest level.

"Seize him now!" barked the squad leader.

Konoha was clearly behind these attacks. One man daring to waltz into the Mist and demand their Jinchūriki?

No fucking way.

Kurama's eyes spun.

The scarlet pupils twisted—first into three tomoe, then into a black ring.

Mangekyō Sharingan.

"Tsukuyomi."

The ultimate genjutsu activated.

BANG. BANG. BANG.

Every shinobi who met his eyes collapsed.

Their minds were caught in the endless loop of torture.

"Really now, I just asked politely."

Kurama shrugged.

"Don't meet his eyes! It's the Mangekyō Sharingan!"

An older Jōnin recognized it.

"He's from the Uchiha clan. Definitely Konoha."

All the Mist-nin silently cursed.

So this was Konoha's play. Take all the tailed beasts for themselves.

Kurama looked off into the distance.

"Hmm. About five clicks northeast. That big manor? That's where you're hiding the Six Tails."

The Mist shinobi were shaken.

"What?!"

That residence was shielded by a high-level chakra barrier.

Even Mist's own sensory units couldn't locate it unless granted direct access.

And this stranger had pinpointed it without even blinking.

Monster. Absolute monster.

They stopped underestimating him. This wasn't some rogue ninja.

This was a trained hunter.

Kurama turned around, ready to leave.

But then—

A fiery voice pierced the mist.

"Which bastard dares break into Mist?! Stop right there!"

"Oof—"

Kurama scratched his ear with a pinky.

Looking toward the source of the voice, his mouth curled up.

"Oh? So it's her."

He grinned wider, recognizing the woman before him.

And things were about to get very interesting.

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