Naruto: Yandere Harem with Gacha System

"Aoba, have you ever thought about your own ninja way?", Konan suddenly asked.

"Ninja way?", Aoba was stunned for a moment, then asked in return, "Then what is your ninja way?"

Konan pursed her lips, "Probably... to achieve peace in the ninja world."

"Peace in the ninja world... that really is a great goal,".Aoba couldn't help but sigh.

"You should talk about yours now," Konan reminded him.

"Me... probably just peace of mind," Aoba thought for a while, then replied somewhat perfunctorily.

"...Peace of mind?", Konan's expression appeared a bit surprised.

She didn't understand. Shouldn't it be like her, also for peace in the ninja world?

Aoba showed a faint smile and explained, "People live to overcome anxiety and fear, to gain a sense of peace of mind. Having fame, controlling others, making money... all of these are to feel at ease. Getting married, making friends, are also for peace of mind. Talking about love and peace, it's all just for inner comfort."

"The pursuit of peace of mind is the ultimate goal of a ninja's life," Aoba approached Konan, adjusted her face to look straight at him.

"So, Konan, after saying everything, did you really feel at ease?"

Konan's body trembled slightly. She wanted to turn her head away, but Aoba held her face, making her unable to move.

"I believe you truly want to achieve peace in the ninja world, but I think, the peace you all want to achieve is built upon countless lives, isn't it?"

"That's why you've been struggling for so long between mission and conscience, plagued by nightmares every night. But is that kind of peace really the peace you want?"

Konan thought of Nagato's plan, and her vision became blurry.

The hellish scenes in her nightmares appeared before her again. Countless people dying before her eyes, the little girl who gave her candied hawthorns, the pregnant woman holding her belly, and even the corpse of the brown-haired young man gradually turning cold in her arms.

Aoba felt like he was starting to Dio-fy. [T/N: Dio from JoJo]

"Since you've told me Sunagakure's plan, does that mean deep down, you also think this way of achieving peace is wrong?"

"Peace bought by the blood and wails of countless people, can it really bring you peace of mind..."

"No... stop talking!", Konan's voice was trembling, and seemed to carry a trace of sobbing and helplessness.

She was breaking down.

Aoba withdrew his hands, then quietly watched the blue-purple-haired girl in front of him slowly crouch down and hug her knees.

"I don't know what to do…"

"Then don't do anything," Aoba gave his own suggestion.

"W-What?", Konan lifted her head in a bit of a daze.

"Since you can't find a way to bring yourself peace of mind, then just leave everything to me."

Aoba's expression turned extremely serious, "Let me find it for you. You just need to stay by my side. I will help you find your own sense of peace."

Konan stared blankly at the boy in front of her.

After a long time, she mumbled two words that Aoba did not expect.

"Liar…"

"Hm?"

"Since just now, you haven't been calling me 'neesan' anymore?"

"Ah, well then… Konan-neesan, are you willing to stay by my side?"

———

Konan did not agree immediately.

If her bond with Nagato of more than ten years could be severed by just a few lines of talk-no-jutsu from Aoba, then what kind of person would that make her?

But it's fine. Since a small crack had already opened in her ninja way, it could slowly be widened in the future.

After all, he had indeed used a little trick. Some of Konan's nightmares were her own memories, but some were results of his spirit-guiding jutsu.

———

Aoba returned home.

Yugao was waiting in the living room. Seeing Aoba push the door open and come in, her expression became a bit strange.

"Did you settle things with Mikoto-senpai already?"

"I sent Aunt Mikoto back, then came straight back."

"Heh! Then while you were sending her back, you didn't say anything?", Yugao chuckled.

"This…", Being seen through, Aoba didn't bother to explain and stepped forward, hugging her tightly.

Yugao's expression instantly changed from a cold smile to dazed and dreamy.

After a while, she gently pushed him away, face flushed, "You go find Shizune-senpai first."

"Then don't get jealous."

Yugao rolled her eyes at him, "I won't."

"Right, where's Mei-neesan?"

Before leaving, Aoba suddenly thought of Terumi Mei. Based on her personality, she would definitely pounce on him.

Yugao's expression shifted slightly, "She was too tired and already went to rest."

"I see."

———

Shizune was much easier to coax than Yugao.

"Sister Shizune, let me give you a massage?", Aoba asked with a smile.

"..."

Shizune was silent for a few seconds, her gaze dreamy, "You always coax me with this kind of thing."

"So, massage or not?"

"Yes!", Shizune happily took off her shoes and lay on the bed.

Aoba reached out his hands and gently kneaded her exquisite jade feet.

Before long, the room filled with wave after wave of sound.

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A long time passed.

"Rest well."

Aoba tidied her hair.

Shizune didn't reply.

Aoba's intensity today had been too much, she didn't even have the strength to speak.

Soon, she fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing Shizune asleep, Aoba returned to his room.

At a glance, he saw the blanket bulging high.

He casually lifted the blanket and was stunned.

A soft, curvy body appeared.

Because of nervousness, she was curled up, her delicate jade feet side by side, ten round toes curled inwards.

Other than the brown hair, everything was snowy white.

That's right, brown hair.

The one lying in bed wasn't Yugao, but… Terumi Mei.

At this moment, Terumi Mei's fair face was flushed with red, biting her lip and shyly looking at him.

"You… how long are you going to keep staring?"

"Mei-neesan… are you serious?"

"Then should I leave now?", Terumi Mei pouted.

"It's too late," Aoba didn't hesitate and pounced.

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After a long time, he suddenly sat up again.

"Mei-neesan, can you promise me one thing?"

"What is it?"

Terumi Mei opened her hazy eyes, and saw that he somehow pulled out a pair of black pantyhose.

She sobered up a bit, 'This pervert!'

"Mei-neesan?", Aoba blinked.

Terumi Mei blushed, and slowly lifted her foot.

Aoba held the waistband and slowly pulled it up from her jade feet to her thighs.

Very soon, Terumi Mei was wearing black pantyhose.

Black pantyhose against fair skin, Aoba's eyes nearly lit up green.

He lay flat on the bed, posing like the character "木".

"Mei-neesan…"

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