Chapter 105: The Hierarchy of Humiliation
The grove was a tableau of silent, utter catastrophe. Suspended between tree and ground, Uchiha Sasuke was trapped in a hell of his own body's making. The involuntary release, a legacy of traumatic injury and sudden, violent exertion, had created a situation so profoundly vile it seemed to warp the very air.
A dark, warm stream traced a path against gravity, seeping from the waistband of his pants, crawling up the sweat-damp fabric of his shirt, over the tense line of his shoulder, and finally, in a trickle of utter indignity, down the side of his neck. It reached the sharp angle of his jaw, hesitated, then found the corner of his tightly compressed lips.
Sasuke's world had narrowed to a single, desperate imperative: Do not open your mouth.
He sealed his lips, nostrils flaring with the effort. The liquid, denied its primary route, pooled at the seam of his mouth, then, finding a new path, crept insidiously up along his philtrum and into his left nostril.
The invasion triggered an unstoppable reflex. His diaphragm convulsed.
Cough—HACK—!
His mouth flew open in a violent, retching cough. The dam broke.
The dark fluid, now mixed with saliva and sinus drainage, flooded into his open mouth. He gagged, a horrible, wet sound, but the torrent was immediate and overwhelming. He had no choice but to swallow, a convulsive, desperate gulp to clear his airway, his eyes wide with a horror so absolute it burned away all other thought—pride, anger, revenge. There was only this. This violation.
[The Brilliant Analyst - Tobirama Senju: …The physiological cascade is… comprehensive. A tragic case study in somatic feedback loops under extreme duress.] Even his clinical detachment sounded shaken.
[The Ultimate Sister-In-Law Connoisseur - Uchiha Izuna: BY THE SWIRLING TOMOES OF OUR ANCESTORS! HE… HE INGESTED IT!] Izuna's text was a scream of pure, ancestral outrage.
[Uchiha Fugaku: NO! SASUKE! MY BOY!] Fugaku's cry was one of paternal anguish.
[Hyūga Hizashi: I… I need a moment. The Byakugan is a curse sometimes.]
Below, oblivious to the specific horror unfolding above him, Naruto Uzumaki wrinkled his nose. "Ugh! Sasuke, did you… let one rip? It reeks over here!"
Sasuke couldn't answer. He was locked in a silent, trembling battle with his own esophagus. Some of the fluid, expelled by his cough, sprayed downwards in a fine, misty drizzle.
A drop landed on Naruto's cheek. The boy blinked, swiped at it with a finger, and—in a move of such profound, universe-defying idiocy that time itself seemed to pause—absentmindedly stuck the finger in his mouth.
He frowned. "Weird. Tastes kinda salty. And… earthy?"
The collective psyche of the Pure Land flatlined.
[The Brilliant Analyst - Tobirama Senju: …I retract all prior analyses of his potential. The Fourth Hokage's son operates on a… different ontological plane.]
[The Ultimate Sister-In-Law Connoisseur - Uchiha Izuna: HE ATE IT! WILLINGLY! WHAT KIND OF BEAST IS THIS?!]
[Minato Namikaze: (A soundless, static scream of paternal demise)]
[Kushina Uzumaki: (Complete psychic radio silence)]
[Uchiha Madara: …]
The Ghost of the Uchiha had been watching, a silent monument to contempt. But this… this was something new. This wasn't weakness. This wasn't even stupidity, in the conventional sense. This was a transcendence of taboo, a casual violation of the most basic social-sanitary contract that spoke of a mind utterly unbound by normal human limits.
His text, when it came, was slow, measured, and carried the weight of a tectonic shift.
[Uchiha Madara: …I revise my earlier assessment of the Jinchūriki.]
Ren, observing from the ground, raised a mental eyebrow. Oh?
[Uchiha Madara: Contempt is for the weak. Fear is for the strong. What this orange creature has done… it inspires neither. It inspires… a kind of awe. A terrible, profound awe. To willingly consume the filth of another, to treat it as mere curiosity… this is not the action of a slave to the body or to society. This is the action of something… primal. Unconstrained. In its own grotesque way, it is a form of absolute freedom.]
The analysis was bizarre, terrifying, and carried the chilling logic of a man who had stared into the abyss and found it lacking in proper etiquette.
[Uchiha Madara: I acknowledge him. Not as a warrior. Not as a shinobi. But as a force. A natural disaster in orange. In the hierarchy of being, he has, through this single act, ascended to a tier I did not know existed.]
[Jiang Cheng: So… you're giving Naruto your stamp of approval because he… sampled Sasuke's accident?]
[Uchiha Madara: He did not 'sample.' He conquered. He looked upon the face of abomination and licked it. That requires a spirit untouched by mortal frailty. My approval is not given lightly. It is a recognition of a unique kind of power.]
[Uchiha Fugaku: GREAT-GRANDFATHER! WHAT ABOUT SASUKE? HE… HE SUFFERED TOO! DOESN'T THAT COUNT FOR SOMETHING?]
[Uchiha Madara: Your son was conquered by his own weakness. He was a vessel, filled against his will. There is no strength in that. Only pathetic failure. He has earned my contempt. And my intention to erase his existence from the Uchiha lineage, should the opportunity arise.]
The distinction was brutal, insane, and perfectly Madara. Active, willful engagement with horror was strength. Passive victimhood was garbage to be disposed of.
[Uchiha Fugaku: BUT THEY BOTH INVOLVED FECES!]
[Uchiha Madara: One was a king claiming his strange throne. The other was a toilet that overflowed. Do not compare them.]
The logic was unassailable in its own deranged way. The chat was too stunned to even argue.
[Hyūga Hizashi: I… I need to go stare at something pure. Like a blank wall. For a decade.]
[The Third Raikage: My respect for Lord Madara's… nuanced perspective… deepens.]
[Yagura Karatachi: It's settled. The Nine-Tails is the most terrifying creature in the stream.]
Above, the physical drama concluded. Sasuke, having swallowed the evidence of his humiliation, was now trembling with a mixture of nausea, shame, and cold. He released his grip on Naruto's ankle as if it were white-hot.
Naruto yelped, tumbling the short remaining distance into a bush. "Hey! What was that for?!"
Sasuke didn't answer. He shoved off from the tree, landing in a crouch that was anything but graceful, a dark, damp patch blatantly visible on his pants. His Sharingan, activated by sheer, incinerating emotion, blazed with a single tomoe. He didn't look at anyone—not Kakashi, not Sakura, certainly not Ren. He just ran, a dark comet of misery disappearing into the woods, leaving behind a faint, unpleasant odor and a legacy of cosmic awkwardness.
Kakashi watched him go, his visible eye wide. He brought a hand up to his forehead protector, adjusting it needlessly. "Well," he said, his voice dangerously calm. "That was… informative. Naruto, are you injured?"
Naruto crawled out of the bush, spitting out leaves. "I'm okay! But Sasuke's being a jerk again!"
Sakura was just staring at the spot where Sasuke had vanished, her face pale, one hand over her mouth. The idol had fallen, and the landing had been… damp.
Ren finally allowed himself a small, internal sigh. The mission was spiraling. Zabuza, Haku, Gato, a bridge to build… and now, a Uchiha heir with a crippling psychological (and possibly physiological) scar, and a Jinchūriki who had just been anointed by Madara for reasons best not contemplated.
He looked at Kakashi. The Copy Ninja's eye met his. In that shared glance was an entire conversation: What the hell just happened? and We never speak of this again.
But in the Pure Land, it was already legend. The Day of the Double Indignity. The moment Naruto Uzumaki, through an act of sublime, brainless curiosity, earned the wary respect of a ghost who feared nothing except boredom.
And somewhere in the mist, a cross-dressing master of ice had likely observed the entire, ridiculous spectacle, adding another layer of bewildering data to his assessment of Konoha's protectors.
The Land of Waves was proving to be less about epic battles and more about the slow, grotesque unraveling of dignity. And Ren had a feeling the worst was yet to come.
💫 Liked the chapter?You can read 100+ extra chapters on Patreon, including the current
Chapter 206: Intercepted! A Gift from the Snake
👉 Patreon.com/KudosNey
Your support helps me write more and update faster 💖And don't forget to drop a Power Stone ⭐ — it really motivates me!
Thank you for reading! 🙌✨