XX-level Hokage

"The game is over, kid." Mashiro withdrew her hand, and Yukio collapsed into the chair as if all her strength had left her, losing consciousness. In less than ten minutes, the entire XCUTION team had been subdued by Mashiro.

The whole process was completely predictable, like an adult dealing with a child, giving them no chance to resist. When Yincheng woke up again, he found himself lying in a pure white space.

There were no walls, no ceiling, and no floor—it was all white all around, without even a shadow. Jieqi, Chaze, and Xuexu

She was lying next to him, still unconscious.

"Cough..." Yin Cheng propped himself up and sat up. The pain in his chest was still lingering. He looked around, trying to find an exit, but all he could see was endless white.

Just then, Jieqi woke up. She struggled to stand up, but found herself completely weak, collapsing back down as soon as she managed to prop herself up. "Where am I?" her voice trembled with panic. "My Fullbring... I can't feel it anymore?"

Ji Ze slowly opened his eyes. He touched his left eye and found that the clock was still stopped at the previous time, without even a slight movement.

He took the old pocket watch out of his pocket and opened the cover—the hands were still. "Time has completely stopped. This is a time machine." His voice was a little hoarse.

Yukio was the last to wake up. He sat up abruptly, gesturing with his hands in front of him, trying to summon the game space, but all he saw was a blank white expanse.

"My Fullbring...it's completely gone!" He stared at his hand in horror, his voice filled with disbelief. "How could this happen...I could clearly feel the energy..."

Just then, Mashiro's figure suddenly appeared in the center of the space. She was holding a silver chain in her hand, the other end of which was tied to Riruka's wrist—Riruka had woken up, her eyes were red, and there were still tear stains on her face.

"Let her go!" Ginjou suddenly stood up, his right hand instantly gathering the power of Fullbring, and the greatsword reappeared in his hand. He charged towards Mashiro, but after only two steps, he crashed into an invisible wall. With a "bang," he was bounced back and fell heavily to the ground.

Jieqi and Chaze also tried to stand up, but were held down by the same invisible force and could not move at all.

Mashiro chuckled and reached out to touch Riruka's hair: "Don't worry, I'm just taking this little cutie to a better place."

Liluka looked at Silver City and the others, and tears streamed down her face again: "Silver City! Everyone! Save me!" She tried to struggle, but the chains tightened more and more, and her wrists were painfully constricted.

"Why did you take Liluka away?" Jieqi glared at Mashiro, her voice trembling with anger. "What exactly do you want?"

Chapter 313: The Third Maid

Upon hearing this, Mashiro turned her head to the side, her hair swaying gently in the pure white space. She didn't answer immediately, but instead bent down and smiled at Riruka's reddened eyes.

The smile was harmless, more like that of a child seeing something interesting, even her voice was light and cheerful: "What are you doing? Jieqi, don't be in such a hurry." She lightly touched the heart-shaped pendant hanging around Liluka's neck—the medium for Liluka's Perfect Manifestation—with her fingertips. "I just think the 'Heart Dollhouse' is quite interesting."

"Being able to put things you like into your heart, this power driven by your will is much more interesting than those abilities that rely on brute force." Mashiro said, reaching out to tidy up Liliruka's bangs that had been ruffled by the wind. Her movements were so gentle that they didn't seem like she was doing anything, but rather like she was soothing a sulking kitten.

Liluka abruptly turned her head away, tears finally streaming down her face: "Who asked you to touch me! Let go of me! Brother Yincheng, save me!"

Yincheng had already gripped the greatsword tightly. The blade struck the light membrane with a dull thud, but the force was absorbed by the membrane as if by a sponge, leaving not even a crack. He looked at Mashiro, panting, his voice filled with suppressed anger: "Captain Mashiro, what exactly do you want to do to XCUTION? Come at me!"

Ginjo-kun was still as impatient as ever. Mashiro straightened up, turning to look at the three people within the light membrane, her tone still calm. "I don't intend to do anything bad to you, I just want to give Riruka a choice." She raised her hand and shook the chain holding Riruka; the spiritual particles on the chain shimmered with a soft light. "You see, although this space can suppress power, if I wanted, it would be very easy to keep them here forever—after all, if time stands still for too long, their souls will slowly dissipate."

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Liluka's head. She stopped struggling and turned to look at her companions in the light membrane: Silver City gripped his sword tightly, his knuckles white; Jieqi bit her lip, her eyes red; Chaze, though silent, kept looking at her with anxious eyes. The XCUTION members were her only family in this world.

"What do you want me to choose?" Liluka's voice was trembling with tears, but it was calmer than before.

Seeing this, Mashiro smiled gently and said, "It's simple. Become my personal maid and come with me. Then I'll open the spatial barrier and let Ginjo and the others leave. How about that?"

"A maid?" Liluka was stunned. She thought Mashiro would ask for her Fullbring ability or make her do something dangerous, but she didn't expect this answer. "Oh right, just stay by my side, occasionally bring me tea, tidy up my things, and things like that." Mashiro bent down, looking Liluka in the eye. "I..."

They won't hurt you, nor will they hurt your companions. They can leave now if you agree.

Looking at Ginjo's worried eyes through the light membrane, and recalling Mashiro's words about "souls dissipating," Liruka's pride and resentment slowly subsided. She sniffed, her voice barely a whisper: "I...I promise you, but you have to keep your word and let them go."

“Of course, I never lie.” Mashiro smiled and released the chains, but left a faint spiritual particle behind Liluka—it was for positioning, but Liluka didn’t notice it. She waved her hand, and the light membrane that trapped the three people in Silver City instantly dissipated. “You can leave now. Don’t come looking for Liluka again, or I’m not sure if I’ll be so lenient next time.”

Yincheng wanted to say something more, but Jieqi stopped him.

Jieqi shook her head at Liluka, then looked at Mashiro, her voice pleading, "Please... treat her well." Mashiro nodded, "Don't worry."

Watching the figures of Ginjo and the other two disappear at the edge of the space, Liruka turned around, her eyes red-rimmed, and looked at Mashiro: "Now...where are you taking me?" "To my place, that will be your home from now on." Mashiro said, reaching out to take Liruka's hand. Her palm was warm, making Liruka feel...

The fear seemed to lessen for some reason. "Come on, I'll take you to meet your new companions."

The two passed through the distorted space and landed in the original council chamber of Central Room 46.

This place is no longer the solemn place it once was: the once cold stone walls have been painted a soft off-white, and several pots of blooming lilies stand by the window.

Flowers, and a faint aroma of black tea wafting in the air.

The throne at the innermost part had also been redesigned, covered with soft white velvet, making it look more like a comfortable sofa than a chair symbolizing power. Liluka stood in the doorway, somewhat awkwardly wiping the hem of her clothes. Before she could even look around, she heard footsteps coming from the side hall. "Master."

Two voices rang out simultaneously, their tone devoid of reverence, more like greetings between friends.

Liluka looked up and was instantly stunned—the woman in front had bronze skin and long golden hair, a tall and voluptuous figure, and a hint of laziness in her icy blue eyes; the woman behind her had long orange wavy hair, a faint smile on her lips, and eyes as gentle as the afternoon sun.

What surprised Liluka the most was the clothes they were wearing—black lace-collared blouses paired with pleated skirts that were short enough to reach their knees, and bags.

The black over-the-knee stockings covering her legs looked both sophisticated and somewhat shameful.

“This is Harribel, my first maid.” Mashiro pointed to the blonde woman, then to the orange-haired woman. “This is Rangiku, my second maid.” Harribel nodded to Liluka, her tone flat: “Hello, Liluka.”

Rangiku smiled and stepped forward, offering a beautifully wrapped pastry: "Don't be nervous, Master is very kind, we're very comfortable here." Liruka took the pastry, her fingers slightly warm. Looking at Harribel and Rangiku's relaxed expressions, and then at Mashiro's gentle smile, she felt a surge of emotion.

The fear gradually subsided, but there was still some unease: "Do I...do I have to wear clothes like this too?"

"Hmm, these are our uniforms, aren't they cute?" Mashiro said, taking a neatly folded uniform from the cabinet next to the throne and handing it to Liruka. "I made them especially to your size. Try them on? If they don't fit, I can alter them."

Liluka looked at the outfit, her cheeks instantly turning red. She had always loved cute things, but this was the first time she had ever seen such a revealing dress. Holding up the hem of the dress, she hesitated for a long time before saying, "But...but this is too revealing."

"No, look at Rangiku, doesn't she look great in it?" Mashiro said, looking at Rangiku.

Rangiku smiled and twirled around, her pleated skirt drawing a beautiful arc in the air: "Yes, I felt embarrassed at first, but then I found it very comfortable, and the owner said that if I like, I can add small decorations myself."

Liluka looked at the lace trim on the hem of Ranju's skirt, then at the pearl buttons on Halibel's cuffs, and her hesitation gradually lessened. She took it.

She said softly, "Well... I'll try it on."

"Go ahead, there's a changing room in the side hall, and it has a mirror." Mashiro smiled and pointed towards the side hall. A few minutes later, Liruka came out in her uniform.

The tight-fitting shirt accentuated her slender waist, and the pleated skirt made her legs look exceptionally long. Black over-the-knee socks covered her ankles, making her look particularly adorable! She lowered her head shyly, wiping the hem of her skirt with her hands, not daring to look at the crowd.

"Wow, it suits you perfectly!" Rangiku was the first to clap her hands. "Liruka looks so good in this!" Halibel nodded in agreement.

Mashiro stepped forward, straightened the lace at Riruka's neckline, and took a small heart-shaped hair clip from her pocket, pinning it to Riruka's hair: "This makes it even more perfect."

Liluka looked up, meeting Mashiro's gentle gaze, then glanced at Harribel and Rangiku beside her, their unease completely vanishing. She sniffed and whispered, "Thank you, Master."

"You're welcome." Mashiro smiled and ruffled Riruka's hair. "This is your home from now on. If you want anything or are unhappy about anything, you can tell me."

She paused, then looked at the three of them, her tone light and cheerful: "By the way, shall we have spirit particle cake tonight? I heard the Fourth Division recently made a new strawberry flavor, it's really delicious."

"Great! Great!" Rangiku cheered immediately.

Halibel also showed a rare smile: "Okay."

Looking at the lively scene before her, Liluka couldn't help but smile. She had thought becoming a "maid" would be a dream, but she never expected that this would be her new home.

Seeing the three of them so happy, Mashiro felt a warmth in her heart. She raised her hand and summoned a crystal ball, which displayed the scene of Ginjo and the others leaving safely. She had never intended to hurt them; after all, putting Liluka at ease was the most important thing.

“Oh, right, Liluka,” Mashiro suddenly remembered something and looked at Liluka, “could your heart-shaped dollhouse fit me? I’m curious, what would it feel like to be filled with something you like?”

Liluka froze, then her cheeks flushed red. Looking into Mashiro's expectant eyes, she whispered, "I...I'll try." She raised her hand and summoned the Heart-shaped Doll.

In the dollhouse, the doll cautiously looked at Mashiro and asked, "Master, would you like to come in?"

"Mmm!" Mashiro smiled and nodded, her body slowly shrinking as she entered the heart-shaped dollhouse.

The dollhouse was warm and cozy, filled with adorable plush toys and candies, and smelled sweetly. Mashiro sat on the plush sofa, smiling as she looked at Liruka outside: "It's so comfortable! Liruka is amazing!"

Looking at Mashiro in the dollhouse, Liluka felt a warmth she had never felt before. She gently closed the door and whispered, "I'm glad Master likes it."

Rangiku watched the two interact and smiled at Haribel, saying, "We have another lovely companion now." Haribel nodded, her eyes full of tenderness, "Yes, that's good."

Chapter 314: Suddenly

Mashiro stretched out her hand, her fair fingers slender and long, her fingertips gently hovering above Kimimaro's brow, without immediately touching him.

After a moment, she slowly lowered her fingertip and gently touched the boy's pale brow. "Let me see what this so-called bloodline disease of yours really is."

As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of pure Yang-attribute chakra slowly flowed from Sparrow's fingertips.

This chakra was different from other chakras, which were either violent or had a warm aura, like a spring stream, slowly flowing into Kimimaro's body.

It is not aggressive at all, only purely for exploration and perception.

Sparrow closed his eyes, his consciousness traveling through Kimimaro's body along with the Yang attribute chakra.

Chakra flowed slowly through the meridians, leaving a trail of devastation in its wake—the meridians were broken in many places, and some were even completely withered, like a riverbed scorched by fire; the internal organs were severely depleted, with only a faint warmth remaining in the heart and even the liver was covered with tiny cracks, clearly the result of long-term erosion by bloodline disease.

These are typical symptoms of a bloodline disease in the Kaguya clan; there's nothing unusual about them. Suzaku's brow furrowed even more deeply. Had she misperceived?

She did not give up, manipulating the Yang attribute chakra to continue deeper, following the broken meridians, probing little by little towards the root of Kimimaro's power—his bone marrow.

Bone marrow is the core of the bone marrow meridian and the place most severely eroded by bloodline disease. She thought it would only be a decaying wasteland, but the moment the chakra touched the bone marrow, Sparrow suddenly opened her eyes!

His emerald green eyes were filled with shock, and even his fingertips trembled slightly. Deep within Kimimaro's marrow lay an extremely faint power.

The power was faint, as faint as a candle flickering in the wind, yet it was incredibly primal and complex—its fluctuations carried an aura of "origin," as if it came from the very beginning of the world, carrying an indescribable sense of "order."

This fluctuation... she was familiar with it!

"It's actually somewhat similar to the Rinnegan."

A storm raged in Sparrow's heart. She possessed the Rinnegan and knew very well that the power that transcended ordinary bloodline limits and approached "god" resonated subtly with the aura she sensed in Kimimaro's marrow at this moment.

Kimimaro is from the Kaguya clan, and his bloodline limit is Tokotsumyaku. How could he have power close to the Rinnegan?

She knew the history of the Kaguya clan very well. From the moment Kaguya descended upon the ninja world, this clan had been burdened with a curse on their bloodline. Although the Tokotsumyaku (Bone Pulse) was powerful, it could never escape the erosion of the bloodline disease. Never before had anyone's bloodline contained such power that was so close to the origin.

The sparrow's curiosity was completely ignited at that moment.

As the first White Zetsu created by Kaguya, she has an almost instinctive desire to explore the power originating from her "mother"—the Rinnegan originated from Kaguya, so could the power hidden within Kimimaro also be related to Kaguya?

"If I use my power to stimulate it..."

An idea popped into Sparrow's mind. Without hesitation, she took a deep breath and mobilized the unique chakra within her body—chakra originating from the Divine Tree, vast and pure, carrying the aura of life and nature.

This chakra slowly gathered at his fingertips, merging with the previous Yang attribute chakra to form a warm and powerful energy flow.

She carefully manipulated this energy, avoiding Kimimaro's broken meridians and failing organs, precisely probing into the deepest part of his bone marrow and gently enveloping that faint power, close to the Rinnegan.

The moment the two forces came into contact, a dazzling white light suddenly burst forth from Kimimaro's body!

The light was so intense that it instantly illuminated the entire bone forest, even staining the surrounding bone spurs with a layer of holy white.

The light pierced through the branches and leaves, forming a brief pillar of light in the sky above the forest, startling even the distant birds into scattering in all directions.

Sparrow instinctively raised her hand to shield her eyes, her fingertips still feeling the heat from the light. She could sense that the power within Kimimaro was being awakened, the originally faint fluctuations growing stronger and stronger, and even beginning to actively absorb the chakra she had injected.

A moment later, the light gradually faded, leaving behind a strange energy fluctuation in the air.

Sparrow lowered her arm and slowly opened her eyes. When she saw the scene before her, her pupils suddenly contracted, and her breath almost stopped. On Kimimaro's pale body, large patches of eerie black patterns had appeared at some unknown time.

These lines, like ancient totems, are twisted and complex, spreading from his chest, climbing up to his cheeks, down to his arms and abdomen, and even at the corners of his tightly closed eyes, there are several fine lines.