Naruto: I am Uchiha Shirou-Chapter 298: Naruto: I am Uchiha Shirou []

Konoha.

On the Hokage Rock, Mei Terumi squinted her eyes, enjoying the sunlight. A gentle spring breeze swept by as her fingers lightly brushed her hair.

"The prosperity of Konoha... and this kind of atmosphere... I wonder when Kirigakure will ever experience something like this..."

Mei Terumi muttered to herself. She had almost completely witnessed Konoha's rise from the very beginning.

Especially the integration of the various clans in the ninja world—there was no exclusion, distrust, or internal conflict. In just a little more than a decade, even the bloodline ninja clans from Kirigakure had fully become part of Konoha.

"Still thinking about Kirigakure?"

Appearing behind Mei Terumi, Shirou gently combed through her silky hair, his expression full of care.

Mei Terumi, however, let out a bitter laugh and sighed, "No matter what, the Land of Water is still my homeland."

"A decaying village! A stagnant pool of water that has long since rotted. Over the years, Kirigakure's policies have caused countless tragedies..."

"Shirou-sama, perhaps you are right. A decaying ninja village, a crumbling ninja world—what it needs is a complete redefinition."

Mei Terumi looked at the bustling streets of Konoha. She noticed the clan symbol of the Yuki clan and the emblem of the Kaguya clan.

Now, they had all taken root in Konoha. The people who once lived under the bloody mist now wore smiles on their faces in Konoha.

"So, my dear Mei Terumi, would you be willing to inherit the title of Fifth Mizukage and join me in changing this world?"

Hearing Shirou's teasing tone, Mei Terumi couldn't help but show a charming smile, her voice laced with seduction:

"Alright then. But who knows if your heart will truly be able to let go when the time comes, my dear man?"

Seeing Mei Terumi's flirtatious demeanor, Shirou smiled, stepped forward, and wrapped his arm confidently around her slender waist. In a serious tone, he said:

"I know you have many questions in your heart. You may even think that all of this is just my ambition. But you can verify all of those doubts yourself. Based on my investigation, the Fourth Mizukage of the Land of Water has long been under the control of a mysterious individual..."

"Even the previous Mizukages may have been manipulated!"

At this point, Shirou's expression grew heavy. Upon hearing this, Mei Terumi's face also turned serious.

She indeed had her doubts. After all, controlling the leader of an entire village for such a long time sounded absurd. But coming from Shirou's mouth, she couldn't dismiss it. She knew her man would never say such things without reason.

"So, Shirou-sama, what exactly do you need me to do?"

Mei Terumi smiled seductively, reaching out with both hands to cradle his handsome face. After all, she was already a rogue ninja. She had saved as many bloodline ninjas as she could.

Now, even if the rogue ninja order against her were rescinded, her identity as a bloodline ninja would still make her ostracized and hated.

On the other hand, in Konoha, she had found her home and the things she wanted to protect.

And just as Mei Terumi gazed enigmatically at Shirou, who was hiding secrets, Shirou found her irresistibly charming and couldn't help but chuckle.

"For example, let's make a bet. During next year's Chunin Exams, all five Kage will attend. If the information I've gathered is true and the Fourth Mizukage is being controlled, I don't think you'd want to see Kirigakure continue to spiral into chaos, would you?"

Mei Terumi froze upon hearing this. She hadn't expected Shirou to say such a thing.

"If it's true, then I suppose the Fifth Mizukage would naturally be to save the country, wouldn't it?"

Shirou's teasing voice echoed, and Mei Terumi's face bloomed with a smile.

"Shirou-sama's ambition is truly grand. You just want me to help you take over the Land of Water."

"How can you say that? This is all for the sake of peace in the ninja world, the foundation we've built together..."

When Shirou elevated his ambitions to the lofty goal of world peace, Mei Terumi wrapped her arms around his neck and couldn't help but laugh coquettishly.

"Shirou-sama, let me give you a soul-stealing kiss..."

With a seductive voice, there was no denying that Mei Terumi was an absolute enchantress.

Her luscious red lips, tall and slender figure of 174 cm, and blue strapless dress, combined with her captivating green eyes, made her allure impossible to resist.

"Shirou-sama, I want it here."

As Shirou prepared to use the Flying Thunder God Technique, Mei Terumi grabbed his hand and leaned against a tree in the forest, setting up a barrier all around.

"Shirou-sama..."

Mei's sultry voice dripped with honeyed desire as she pressed her voluptuous body against the rough bark, her emerald eyes blazing with unbridled lust. Her blue dress clung desperately to her curves as she arched her back, presenting herself to him like a feast.

Their lips crashed together in a dance of passion, tongues intertwining as Mei's skilled mouth worked magic against his. She moaned wantonly into the kiss, her fingers tangling in his hair while his hands explored every inch of her magnificent form. The barrier jutsu shimmered around them, hiding their forbidden tryst from prying eyes even as the lights of Konoha twinkled below through the leaves.

"Mmmmm... touch me more..." she purred as Shirou's fingers found the zipper of her dress, slowly peeling the fabric away to reveal her creamy skin. Her massive breasts spilled free, nipples hardened to stiff peaks in the cool night air.

"Ahhhh!" she cried out as his hot mouth captured one sensitive bud, his tongue swirling while his hand kneaded the other mound roughly.

Mei's legs trembled as his fingers slipped between her thighs, finding her already dripping with need.

"Please... take me..." she begged shamelessly. Shirou spun her around, pressing her hands against the tree trunk as he positioned himself behind her. She gasped as he entered her in one powerful thrust, her inner walls clenching around his thick length.

"Shirou-sama!" she screamed as he pounded into her mercilessly, one hand gripping her hip while the other squeezed her swaying breasts. The lewd sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through their barrier as he claimed her again and again. Her climax hit her like a tidal wave, making her whole body convulse in ecstasy.

When she felt him tensing, ready to finish, she quickly dropped to her knees and took him into her eager mouth. Her tongue worked expertly as he exploded, swallowing every drop like the sweetest nectar while gazing up at him with those bewitching green eyes.

"Mmm... delicious..." she purred, licking her lips.

"Though, I want it inside next time~"

Mei's eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy as Shirou pinned her roughly against the thick tree trunk, her legs wrapping instinctively around his waist. His strong hands gripped her thighs, fingers digging into her soft flesh as he thrust deep inside her dripping-wet pussy. Their tongues danced together passionately as he devoured her mouth, swallowing her desperate moans.

"Ahhhh.... S-Shirou-sama!" she cried out between kisses, her back arching as waves of pleasure coursed through her trembling body.

"Don't stop... please don't stop~!"

The lewd sounds of skin slapping against skin echoed through the forest as Shirou pounded into her relentlessly. Her tight walls clenched around his throbbing cock with each powerful thrust, driving them both wild with desire. The rough bark scraped against her back but she was too lost in bliss to care.

"You feel so fucking good," Shirou growled, his voice husky with lust. He shifted his angle slightly, hitting that perfect spot deep inside that made her see stars.

"I'm going to fill this greedy pussy up just like you wanted."

"Yes! Oh god yes!" Mei screamed, her nails raking down his back as another orgasm ripped through her. Her whole body shuddered violently, pussy spasming around his thick length. "Cum inside me! Please... I need it so bad!"

Shirou's rhythm grew erratic as he approached his peak. With a final brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt and exploded inside her, painting her walls with thick ropes of hot cum. Mei came again from the sensation, crying out his name as she milked every last drop from his pulsing cock.

They stayed joined together against the tree, breathing heavily as they came down from their high. Shirou peppered gentle kisses along her neck and collarbone while she ran her fingers through his sweat-dampened hair.

"That was incredible," Mei purred, still trembling with aftershocks. She could feel his cum slowly leaking out of her well-fucked pussy. "We need to do that again soon."

Shirou smirked and captured her lips in another passionate kiss. "Don't worry, I plan to fill you up plenty more times before we're done here..."

...

...

"Sasuke, what Shirou-sensei has taught you is already more than enough for you to digest. The only thing I can teach you is experience! Whether it's your Chidori or combat techniques, I can help you refine them."

On the green training field, Hatake Kakashi rarely displayed such a solemn expression.

"Next year marks the grandest Chunin Exams in the history of the ninja world. It's also a critical part of the Hokage-sama's plan."

Sasuke nodded respectfully and replied, "I understand. Thank you, Kakashi-sensei."

"If you want to improve your strength during this time, I suggest you seek guidance from Lady Kushina to better master the other force within you."

With a meaningful glance, Kakashi hinted, and Sasuke immediately understood—after all, the Nine-Tails was still sealed within him.

"I understand!"

This time, Sasuke, who had not experienced the Uchiha Clan's massacre, was not only proud but also more obedient and composed.

"And then there's you, Naruto Uzumaki."

After assigning Sasuke his training tasks, Kakashi turned to Naruto, a hint of helplessness in his expression.

"Naruto, because of your Uzumaki Clan bloodline, your chakra reserves are abnormally large. Although not as much as Sasuke's, they are still extraordinary.

You must not slack off in the training directions that Shirou-sensei and Minato-sensei have set for you."

Finally, when he saw Suigetsu Hozuki, Kakashi allowed himself a small smile as a mentor.

"Suigetsu, your clan's Hydrification Jutsu can be trained on your own. But when it comes to swordsmanship and combat against Lightning Release users, I can teach you well."

Kakashi's mischievous smile made Suigetsu feel a sense of foreboding.

This caused him to force a stiff smile and hesitate before thinking it over.

Sasuke and Naruto were the Hokage's disciples and lacked nothing in terms of guidance. Compared to them, he felt a little pitiful.

"Kakashi-sensei!"

Taking a deep breath, Suigetsu's eyes burned with determination.

Swordsmanship! Hatake Kakashi's mastery of swordsmanship was also exceptional.

...

Similarly, Konoha's other Jonin were diligently training their Genin squads.

In another training field, Might Guy's Team 3 was undergoing grueling training.

"Neji, you may be a genius, but let me tell you this—next year's Chunin Exams will gather all the geniuses. You should understand what Shirou-sama means when he talks about true geniuses."

Dripping with sweat and panting heavily, Neji Hyuga froze at his teacher's words, his expression turning serious.

He had seen true geniuses before—like Kimimaro Kaguya, Haku Yuki, and even his own younger cousin within the Hyuga Clan.

"A genius? Are you saying Neji's talent isn't the strongest?"

Lee, who was training hard against a wooden post nearby, couldn't help but feel shocked. He instinctively turned to look at his teacher, Might Guy.

Dressed in his slightly comical green outfit, Might Guy nonetheless raised a thumb with a solemn expression, displaying a resolute smile.

"I won't talk about the Hokage's genius. Instead, let me tell you about my lifelong rival, the genius Kakashi Hatake."

"At the age of five, he graduated from the Academy as a Genin—still the youngest in Konoha's history. At six, he became a Chunin, and at twelve, a Jonin. To this day, that record remains unbroken."

The brilliance of Kakashi Hatake's achievements left any ninja who heard about them in awe.

A twelve-year-old Jonin! And what about them? They were still Genin. Even if they believed they were as strong as Chunin, the gap to becoming a Jonin felt suffocating.

Shino Aburame, the one with the lowest sense of presence, adjusted his sunglasses and sighed helplessly as if everyone had forgotten about him again.

...

"Tayuya, Hotaru, you two continue with your training. But Sakura! You need to understand that medical ninjutsu requires an enormous amount of energy and time. With only a few months left until the Chunin exams, I'm going to teach you an illusion technique..."

Kurenai Yuhi, Konoha's Jonin expert in genjutsu, sternly instructed her students. She was equally driven when it came to her disciples.

If they could achieve good results, they'd be seen in a new light.

...

At a remote training ground of the Uchiha clan...

"Terumi-sensei!"

As their late-arriving teacher Mei Terumi finally appeared, Hinata Hyuga, Karin Uzumaki, and Ino Yamanaka stopped their basic training.

The three girls frowned as they stared at their team leader. Mei Terumi, upon her arrival, was all smiles, practically glowing.

"Apologies, the Hokage had a last-minute mission for me, so I'm an hour late. But don't worry! I'll make up for it with the harshest training you can imagine!"

With a bold smile, Mei Terumi immediately redirected the trio's focus.

She was highly invested in her team's success. After all, her husband had entrusted her with leading this squad, and the surnames of these three were enough to signify their importance.

Everyone was training hard, preparing for the Chunin exams four months later. Aspiring Genin geniuses and even a few Jonin were secretly competing behind the scenes.

For Konoha's Genin, this was almost like a grand feast. Normally, the Jonin and Chunin squad leaders were quite laid-back and wouldn't take things too seriously, even if they were officially responsible.

But this time was different. Nearly everyone was putting their all into training their subordinates. Teachers and students alike were giving it their best.

These Jonin and Chunin squad leaders didn't aim to take first place—they simply wanted their teams to achieve decent results, if only to save face.

...

However, a new announcement from the Hokage's office lit a fire in the entire village. Every Genin in Konoha looked at their instructors in confusion, as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

The announcement from the Hokage's office declared that for the upcoming Chunin exams, any Jonin leading a squad with outstanding performance would receive a B-rank jutsu as a reward.

Furthermore, any Genin who passed the Chunin exams and became a Chunin would participate in a three-month special training program.

The three instructors for this special training? Kakashi Hatake, Shisui Uchiha, and Nawaki Senju.

This news reignited Konoha's passion in an instant.

Inside the Hokage's office, Uchiha Shirou observed the bustling village with a satisfied smile in his eyes.

"Tsunade, the village has grown far too complacent in recent years. This Chunin exam isn't just a feast for the Genin—it's also a feast for the Jonin."

Shirou had introduced tangible rewards to ignite Konoha's fighting spirit.

Tsunade, seated nearby, responded casually, "Such an ambitious man."

Although her words sounded dismissive, the pride on her face was impossible to hide.

Over the years, Shirou had been incredibly generous in nurturing and rewarding the village's ninjas—perhaps even too generous.

S-rank jutsu wasn't something the average Jonin could master, but if someone showed the talent, he would give them the opportunity.

As for A-rank jutsu, he handed them out freely. As long as one was loyal enough, almost every Jonin in Konoha had been rewarded with an A-rank jutsu as their trump card.

Unlike in the past, when powerful techniques were hoarded and withheld by the elite, Shirou saw no value in such behavior. To him, it was the attitude of weaklings afraid of losing control.

"Look at the village now—it's full of life."

With a confident smile, Shirou believed that holding onto jutsu was pointless. Instead, he used them to win loyalty and strengthen his subordinates.

Moreover, any jutsu granted by him came with a strict rule: they couldn't be passed down without permission—not even to family or disciples.

If someone discovered a talented candidate or a suitable individual, they could recommend them through formal channels. After thorough verification, Shirou himself, as the Hokage, would teach the jutsu.

In essence, the jutsu belonged to the village. They were given out as rewards, but not for private distribution. Of course, family techniques or personally developed jutsu were exceptions to this rule.

"Wait a second, that smell!"

Suddenly, Tsunade sniffed the air and caught a familiar scent. Her eyes widened as she exclaimed:

"It's that vixen Mei Terumi's scent!"

"Tsunade, you were the one who approved it back then."

"Hmph! I agreed, yes, but I agreed to nighttime visits—not during the day!"

Seeing Tsunade's reaction, Shirou couldn't help but smile gratefully.

Tsunade, Kushina, and Mikoto were the three women he trusted most in his life.

Tsunade's current behavior wasn't out of jealousy—it was her way of warning Mei Terumi not to overstep her bounds. In this dynamic, Tsunade played the bad cop, allowing Shirou to maintain his image as the good cop.