Chapter 93: It's Over—Has She Gone Mad or Just Stupid?
Oborotsuki was extremely familiar with the fleeting light that had just flashed in Uzuki Yūgure's eyes moments ago.
That kind of look—it was exactly the feeling you get when you spot a stunning beauty (or handsome guy) on the street, your eyes meet, and both of you light up in mutual admiration, almost stunned by each other.
There was also another layer to it.
The exact sparkle of a little fangirl looking up at her idol, eyes shining with pure adoration and worship.
There was absolutely no mistake about it.
Oborotsuki was 100% certain that the look in Yūgure's eyes just now carried exactly that meaning.
So he found it incredibly strange.
Until now, Uzuki Yūgure had always been filled with stubborn defiance toward him. While it couldn't quite be called hatred, she definitely never looked at him this way.
After all, he had spent a long time subjecting her to every unique position imaginable, tormenting her with that enormous "torture instrument."
How could someone who had been mentally and physically broken, forced to endure yet unable to resist, possibly develop positive feelings toward him?
"You're here?"
Just as Oborotsuki was filled with doubt and suspicion, Uzuki Yūgure spoke.
Her tone was extremely calm, even carrying a faint trace of gentleness.
This was truly bizarre.
"What do you want?"
From the moment she was imprisoned here, it had always been Uzuki Yūgure asking Oborotsuki this question.
But now, somehow, it was Oborotsuki who blurted it out.
Yūgure was momentarily stunned by his words:
"I don't want anything… I was just thinking about when you would come back."
"And just as I was thinking it, you arrived…"
She shook her head very naturally and blinked her large, watery eyes as she answered.
Oborotsuki: "…"
As the saying goes: when an old lady moves too fast, something's definitely wrong.
That was exactly how Oborotsuki felt right now.
Yūgure's behavior was far too abnormal—it made him suspect what kind of scheme she might be hiding.
Could it be that seeing stubborn resistance wasn't working, so she decided to change tactics and cooperate?
Then find an opportunity to escape?
That possibility seemed fairly reasonable.
After all, Uzuki Yūgure was a Konoha ANBU. She had been trained for years in assassination, intelligence gathering, disguise, infiltration, and more.
She had also been indoctrinated with the mindset that any sacrifice was acceptable to complete a mission.
Under such circumstances, pretending to submit in order to survive and escape was entirely plausible…
Thinking this, Oborotsuki's expression instantly darkened.
Without a word, he began to undress.
Seeing Oborotsuki's actions, the light in Uzuki Yūgure's eyes flickered again.
She calmly watched as that massive "instrument" slowly appeared, and finally, a smile formed on her lips.
"You're not afraid?"
Oborotsuki asked in genuine surprise, frowning.
"Before this, I could never understand why you treated me the way you did. But these past few days, after thinking it over and over… I finally understand…"
Yūgure replied.
"Understand what?"
Oborotsuki asked warily yet curiously, stepping two paces closer.
Right now, her hands and feet were still bound by iron chains.
So Oborotsuki wasn't worried about her launching a sneak attack—and even if she were completely free, she likely still wouldn't be able to do anything.
The gap in strength between them was simply too vast.
Facing Oborotsuki's slow advance and question, Yūgure didn't answer immediately. Instead, she lowered her head to look at her own abdomen and gently touched it.
"Ever since I got pregnant… I finally understood what you truly want…"
"What do I truly want?"
"Continuing the bloodline! You said it so many times—you want to have a lot, a lot of children…"
Yūgure looked up at Oborotsuki in surprise and asked back, blinking curiously as if to say: "That's so strange—you're the one who kept saying it while we were doing it, and now you've forgotten?"
Oborotsuki: "…"
After carefully thinking back, Oborotsuki finally remembered that yes—he had indeed said those words to her multiple times.
During many of their "training and interrogation" sessions, he had told Uzuki Yūgure that everything he was doing was to revive the Hōzuki clan.
He had spoken about wanting many, many children.
But those had been moments of hormonal frenzy, when dopamine was flooding his system and he couldn't help spouting whatever came to mind.
Under normal circumstances, Oborotsuki had never seriously considered saying such things to Yūgure.
He hadn't even thought about raising the child in her womb…
From beginning to end, aside from the pleasure, Oborotsuki had only wanted the system rewards.
After all, from his standpoint, Uzuki Yūgure was just a Konoha kunoichi prisoner—someone from a different path, not one of his own. He wasn't a simp. Weren't the women at home who genuinely cared for him far more appealing?
Now, hearing Yūgure say this, Oborotsuki suddenly understood in an instant.
"You're planning to help me achieve my goal?"
Oborotsuki asked hesitantly, eyes darting as he looked at Yūgure. When she shyly nodded, it felt like a bolt from the blue.
"Then isn't this completely screwed?"
Oborotsuki suddenly felt deflated.
He couldn't bring Yūgure to meet Kushina and the others.
Forget her current status as a prisoner—she was a Konoha ANBU, someone who even knew Kushina and the rest.
She wasn't like Red, who had forgotten her past.
If this woman met Kushina and said something… wouldn't everything be ruined?
"What's wrong?"
"Why does your face suddenly look like the sun just set?"
Seeing Oborotsuki's sudden lack of energy, Yūgure asked curiously. She shuffled forward on her knees and gently took hold of his still-eager, towering length.
To be fair, this was the one inconvenient thing about men—while she was ready to serve, all he wanted right now was to think clearly about what to do next.
"Uh…"
"After everything I've done to you, after tormenting you for so long… you really don't hate me at all?"
Oborotsuki came back to his senses and looked down at Yūgure in confusion.
"No… I don't hate you. I'm an orphan too—I know what it's like to lose your family."
"Honestly, the Uzuki clan… right now I'm the only one left. If I were a boy, I could do something for our clan too… but unfortunately, I'm just a woman…"
"I understand how you feel. I want to help you achieve your goal."
"Please let me help you…"
As she spoke, Yūgure began to move her mouth.
Hearing these words, Oborotsuki's blood surged, his pressure spiking again.
But at the same time, watching the unprecedentedly proactive Yūgure, he suddenly thought of one possibility.
Was Yūgure's sudden change in attitude because she had developed… Stockholm syndrome?
This was a very special psychological phenomenon.
After enduring prolonged torment, victims sometimes experience a sudden moment of "enlightenment."
They begin to understand, sympathize with, and even actively assist their captor.
Right now, almost every action and word from Yūgure perfectly matched the rumored symptoms of Stockholm syndrome.
"Is she really… acting to gain my trust, or has she actually developed this psychological condition?"
Oborotsuki watched Yūgure's unprecedented enthusiasm and suddenly felt that none of it mattered anymore.
What mattered most right now was—
He was feeling incredible.
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