Naruto: I'm Nine-Tails and My Host is Kushina-Chapter 138 : Vs Orochimaru

Danzo had confirmed it to Orochimaru.

The Fourth Hokage, the Blood-Red Habanero, Uzumaki Kushina, was the Nine-Tails' Jinchūriki.

The Uzumaki Clan had once been proud—arrogant even.

But after the destruction of Uzushiogakure, they had scattered in all directions, their numbers dwindling.

Many were killed. Those who survived often had to hide their lineage, adopting new names to avoid persecution.

In the original records, the Uzumaki name had faded, with only a few remnants left in individuals like Nagato and Kushina.

Some Uzumaki intermarried with civilians or other clans, leading to the dilution of their bloodline.

However, there was a problem.

Kushina was the Jinchūriki of the Nine-Tails.

Then why—why did this man standing before him, Kurama , also possess the power of the Kyūbi?

This was something that greatly puzzled Orochimaru.

Could it be... that this man, Kurama , was actually an undercover agent planted within Root?

Someone positioned in the shadows to watch Danzo's every move?

If that were the case... what a grand drama this would be!

"Kurama-kun ... where does your Nine-Tails' chakra come from?"

The seemingly gentle question was laced with killing intent.

Orochimaru's golden eyes gleamed like a predator's, and Kurama was his prey.

"Do I need to explain that to you?"

Kurama chuckled within him, clearly entertained.

"Fool. You'll regret this."

Orochimaru's face twisted into something monstrous. His mouth stretched unnaturally wide before an unholy mass of serpents slithered out, lunging toward Kurama .

Each snake carried a blade within its mouth.

The sheer number of them—writhing, slithering, coiling together—was enough to make even the bravest shinobi recoil in disgust.

Anyone with trypophobia would probably just drop dead on the spot.

BOOM!

A deafening explosion tore through the underground lab.

The entire structure was obliterated in an instant, reduced to rubble.

As the smoke cleared, the sky became visible. The battle had torn through to the surface.

Orochimaru barely had time to react before he felt a powerful, oppressive chakra behind him.

He spun around to see a figure shrouded in dark red energy.

Four tails swayed behind Kurama , his body completely cloaked in a bubbling Kyūbi shroud.

"This is impossible...! The Kyūbi's chakra shouldn't be this strong in anyone but its Jinchūriki!"

Orochimaru's mind raced.

Could it be? Had Danzo deceived him?

Had he been tricked into believing Kushina was the true Jinchūriki when in reality, it was this man?

"Kurama-kun ... are you the real Nine-Tails Jinchūriki?"

Kurama smirked, his eyes filled with amusement.

"Who knows?"

This answer was worse than a lie. It was infuriatingly vague.

Orochimaru's interest deepened even further.

Then—

A dark red chakra-cloaked fist erupted from the ground, smashing into Orochimaru's face.

The impact twisted his features into something grotesque, as if his face was melting mid-punch.

The sheer force sent him hurtling through the air, crashing through dozens of trees before he slammed into a cliffside, embedding himself deep into the rock like an upturned daikon radish.

A perfect, earth-shaking punch.

A punch that could crush faces.

His body slumped forward before peeling away from the rock, tumbling to the forest floor.

His body was already regenerating, but he knew he had taken significant damage.

He had no time to recover.

The next wave of attacks had already begun.

Orochimaru flicked his wrist, summoning the Kusanagi no Tsurugi, the legendary blade extending out of his mouth like an unnatural horror.

Snakes, giant fangs, venomous strikes—

But none of them landed.

No matter what he did, Kurama was simply too fast.

Then, as if bored, Kurama casually withdrew his Tailed Beast cloak.

This was the part that truly terrified Orochimaru.

Because despite no longer having his Kyūbi shroud, the overwhelming pressure remained the same.

"What is he planning?"

Orochimaru's body tensed as he saw Kurama begin to form a Tailed Beast Bomb in his palm.

A small, concentrated sphere of black and purple energy—a compressed mass of annihilation.

Orochimaru's eyes widened.

"Tch. Can't let that hit me."

He slammed his hands together. "Triple Rashōmon!"

Three massive demonic gates burst from the earth, standing tall between him and Kurama .

This was Orochimaru's greatest defense. No one had ever broken through it.

He smirked to himself.

"Now then, Kurama-kun ... how will you deal with my ironclad defense?"

Suddenly, the air itself began to twist and distort.

Orochimaru's smirk disappeared.

The space in front of him warped into a violent spiral, dragging in everything—including his precious Rashōmon gates.

Within seconds, they were shredded apart and sucked into oblivion.

"Impossible..."

His strongest defense had just been erased from existence.

Orochimaru didn't hesitate—he leaped back just in time to avoid being caught in the distortion.

Even so, the residual force of the space-time attack left deep cuts all over his body.

He was wounded.

And worse—

He now knew exactly what he was dealing with.

Kurama 's red eyes were no longer just slitted like the Kyūbi's.

Within them, he now bore a pair of intricate black rings spinning ominously against his scarlet irises.

Orochimaru's breath hitched.

"That pattern... The Mangekyō Sharingan?!"

A Kyūbi user with the Mangekyō Sharingan...?

Orochimaru's entire body shuddered in excitement and terror.

A being like this was the pinnacle of shinobi.

His ultimate fantasy.

A perfect ninja.

He had craved the Uchiha's bloodline for years, but none of the current generation interested him.

The only Mangekyō Sharingan user, Uchiha Kagami, had been snatched up by Danzo's schemes.

The rest of the Uchiha Clan were mere three-tomoe children—unworthy of his time.

But this man—

"Kurama-kun ..." Orochimaru licked his lips, voice trembling with pleasure. "If you let me dissect and study you, it would be the greatest honor of my life."

SMACK!

A clawed hand cracked across his face so hard that his vision went blank for a moment.

Orochimaru tumbled backward, ears ringing, face twisted from the sheer force of the slap.

"H-How...?"

Kurama was in front of him again. He had moved faster than Orochimaru's eyes could track.

And he was grinning.

"Shut up, you slimy bastard."

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