Naruto Immersive Replay, The Curse of the Sharingan

Haku and Kimimaro bit their lips tightly, their faces as pale as paper.

Haku's fingertips trembled slightly, and Ice Release chakra seeped out uncontrollably, condensing into a thin layer of frost on the armrest; Kimimaro's knuckles turned slightly white, and his finger bones even unconsciously pierced his skin, but he remained silent.

"...This is the kind of activity a real man should do!!" Zabuza roared, trying to maintain his composure, but his fingers were already digging deep into the seat, and cold sweat was seeping from his forehead.

Orochimaru stared blankly into the distance with his golden vertical pupils. A small white snake slithered out from his sleeve, but was thrown around by centrifugal force before pitifully wrapping itself back around its master's wrist.

Orochimaru sighed, “...foolish human entertainment.”

Kisame adapted well, and even had time to observe the reactions of others.

Nagato appeared relatively calm, but the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, indicating that he wasn't entirely at ease either.

You were initially a little flustered, but as the pendulum swung faster and faster, you gradually got used to the stimulation.

The wind whistles past your ears, and the feeling of weightlessness makes your blood boil. You even begin to enjoy this almost flying sense of freedom.

“…So, this is interesting.” You murmured softly, a smile unconsciously creeping onto your lips.

"Tanuki! You're actually laughing?!" Tsunade stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

“Because…it’s so exhilarating.” You turned to look at Tsunade, your black hair flying in the wind, your eyes shining brightly, as if filled with starlight.

Tsunade paused for a second, then smiled helplessly, "What a strange woman."

But the next second, the pendulum suddenly spun sharply, and your body tilted uncontrollably toward Tsunade—

You let out a soft cry and almost threw yourself into Tsunade's arms.

"...!" Tsunade's arm instinctively wrapped around you, and the two of you were so close that you could feel each other's breath.

"I'm so sorry!" You want to back away, but the swinging of the pendulum makes it impossible for them to maintain their balance.

"...Don't move." Tsunade said in a low voice, but tightened her grip on his arm even more.

This scene was witnessed by Deidara, Sasori, Yahiko, Itachi, and others in the back row.

"Hey!! Tsunade, you old hag! What are you doing! Ugh!!" Deidara roared.

"..." Scorpion's puppet strings tightened silently.

"..." Itachi's gaze darkened slightly.

Yahiko sighed, rubbing his forehead, while Kakuzu continued to wail about his money.

The giant swing finally came to a slow stop. The moment the safety lever lifted, Tsunade and Rin almost simultaneously collapsed, and you quickly caught them.

"Here you go." You take out a water bottle from your ninja tool pouch at your waist. Your fingers inadvertently brush against Tsunade's palm, causing her to tremble slightly as if she'd been electrocuted. When she takes the water bottle, her fingertips tremble slightly, completely devoid of her usual imposing demeanor.

Lin's condition was even worse; she was clinging to you, her pink kimono crumpled and her hair ribbon askew.

When you helped her fix her hair, the young medical ninja's face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple, even the tips of her ears turned crimson.

"I...I'll never play this again, um..." Deidara lay sprawled on the ground, his golden ponytail disheveled, his blue eyes devoid of their former brilliance.

His clay bird fluttered weakly, and finally exploded into a small firework with a "pop".

Xiao Nan leaned against the railing, retching. Most of the purple paper flowers had withered. Nagato gently patted her back. "Breathe slowly." His voice was much gentler than usual, and his fingers carefully avoided Xiao Nan's exposed nape.

"Let's go back to the hotel and rest first," Yahiko suggested, his gaze lingering on your hand supporting Rin, your orange hair dancing like flames in the sunlight.

As people left the amusement park in twos and threes, you walked at the very back, your steps slightly heavy.

In the hotel corridor, you wearily pushed open the door, too lazy to even change your clothes, and threw yourself into the soft bedding. Your long black hair was spread out on the white sheets, and the hem of your clothes was rolled up, revealing a section of your fair calves.

You unconsciously nuzzled against the pillow, quickly drifting into a light sleep. In your dream, black vines seemed to be wrapped around your wrists, but drowsiness left you unable to explore...

"Knock knock knock".

A crisp knock on the door pulls you back from your daze. Your bare feet touch the cold floor, and your collar is wide open from sleeping, revealing your delicate collarbone and one shoulder.

The three people outside the door held their breath when they saw this scene.

Konan's purple pupils widened slightly, and the paper flowers in her hand unconsciously formed a heart shape; Tsunade cleared her throat uncomfortably, and her golden ponytail swayed more dramatically than usual; Rin covered her mouth directly, her ears under the pink headband turning bright red.

"You guys...?" You rubbed your eyes, a movement that caused your already loose collar to slip down even further.

"Swimsuits!" Lin suddenly shouted, her voice shrill. "We want to buy swimsuits! At the water park!"

Tsunade quickly regained her composure, but her slightly trembling fingers betrayed her nervousness. "I have some time, so I can prepare in advance," she said, unable to resist glancing at your exposed skin.

Xiao Nan didn't say anything, but simply handed you a thin gauze coat that had been prepared beforehand and gently draped it over your shoulders.

Her fingertips "accidentally" brushed against the back of your neck, causing you to shudder slightly.

You nodded slowly, turned around to change your clothes, and the moment the door closed, the three women exchanged a meaningful glance.

The corridor lights gently fall on your hair as you chat and laugh with them, discussing swimsuit styles.

"I like blue, preferably a tulle skirt." You gently tousled the ends of your hair.

"A sheer skirt? That's too conservative!" Tsunade waved her hand boldly. "Take my advice, choose a high slit, absolutely—"

Before he could finish speaking, a series of chaotic footsteps suddenly came from the corner of the stairs.

Yahiko's orange hair was the first thing that caught the eye, followed by Deidara's signature blond hair, Sasori's cold, gleaming Sharingan, Nagato's Rinnegan, Shisui's gentle smile, and Itachi's unfathomable Sharingan.

The six people had obviously just returned from outside, and they still carried a slight smell of travel.

"Tanuki, are you going out?" Yahiko spoke first, his gaze sweeping over the four women before finally settling on your face.

You turn around and answer with a carefree smile, "Yes, we're planning to go look at swimsuits."

The air freezes.

Deidara's face flushed bright red instantly, as if someone had smashed a piece of exploding clay in his face. A strange "clucking" sound came from his throat, followed by a violent cough, as if he were coughing up his lungs.

"Cough cough cough cough—!!"

He bent over, supporting himself on his knees with his hands. His golden bangs fell down, covering his eyes, but his bright red ear tips were clearly visible.

The reactions of the other five men were equally fascinating.

Yahiko's smile froze on his face, and his gaze suddenly became fixed on the chandelier on the ceiling, as if some unparalleled ninjutsu was hidden there.

Sasori's Hiruko mask shifted slightly by three degrees, and the chakra threads unconsciously shredded a potted plant in the corridor.

Nagato's Rinnegan pupils contracted, and his fingers unconsciously tightened around the stair railing, causing the wooden railing to creak under the weight.

Shisui's smile remained gentle, but her neck was turning red at a visible speed, spreading all the way to her ears.

Itachi's expression remained unchanged, but his Sharingan began to spin uncontrollably, the three tomoe spinning wildly.

You blinked, completely unaware of the bombshell you'd dropped, and approached Deidara with concern, "Are you sick? Why are you coughing so badly?"

"I didn't! You...you..." Deidara suddenly straightened up, but bent down again the moment he saw you approaching, his voice barely audible, "Don't come any closer! Hmm!"

His mind had completely spiraled out of control. What did you look like in your swimsuit? Blue? A tulle skirt? Wet black hair plastered to your fair skin? Water droplets sliding down your collarbone—

A stream of blood spurted directly from Deidara's nostrils.

"!!" Sasori's chakra threads instantly pulled him behind him, his voice as cold as ice, "Idiot, control yourself."

Even Sasori's own fingers were trembling slightly; he had accidentally shredded the second potted plant with his chakra threads.

Tsunade and Konan exchanged a knowing look.

"Let's go with Tanuki first!" Tsunade grabbed your left arm, deliberately turning you towards her voluptuous curves.

Her golden ponytail swung triumphantly as she cast a defiant glance at the men on the stairs.

Konan's paper fluttered silently, forming a barrier that blocked the men's view. As she passed Nagato, her purple eyes narrowed slightly, and she let out a soft hum in a voice only the two of them could hear.

A flicker of panic crossed Nagato Rinne's eyes.

Lin blushed and followed with her head down. Her pink hairband almost covered her eyes. She secretly glanced back and saw Zhishui bumping into the corner of the wall in a sorry state. She couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The six men froze in place as if under a spell, until the sound of their footsteps completely disappeared. Deidara then slumped onto the stairs, gasping for breath, "I'm doomed... um... I'm going to die..."

"Useless." Scorpion scoffed, but the temperature of the puppet's outer shell clearly rose a few degrees.

Nagato suddenly turned and walked upstairs, her steps stiff like those of a poorly controlled puppet. "I...remembered I have some documents to look at."

“Let’s go together.” Shisui quickly followed, almost tripping over his own ninja tool pouch.

Yahiko cleared his throat, his voice dry. "I'm going to...check the hotel's security." He practically fled, his orange hair flashing past the corner.

Itachi stood there silently for a moment, then suddenly formed a hand seal and disappeared into the smoke. This was an unprecedented loss of composure for someone who always paid great attention to his appearance.

Only Deidara and Sasori remained, staring at each other in bewilderment.

"Hey!" Deidara said weakly, "What color swimsuit do you think the villain will choose? Hmm?"

"Shut up." Sasori's puppet tail lashed out, sending Deidara flying. "If you ask again, I'll turn you into a puppet."

After Deidara tumbled down the stairs with a groan, Sasori stood alone, his puppet fingers gently stroking his chin, seemingly contemplating some serious artistic question. If anyone approached, they would hear him muttering softly, "Blue...it really suits her..."

At the end of the corridor, your puzzled voice faintly drifted over, "Why are they all acting so strangely?"

Tsunade's meaningful laughter echoed down the corridor. "Men...they're all like that..."

Inside the glass shop window, mannequins are wearing the latest bikinis.

Tsunade pushed open the store door with a flourish, the wind chimes jingling. "This one! And this one!" She grabbed three deep-V, high-slit swimsuits and shoved them at Rin. "Perfect for your innocent, pure style!"

Rin's face instantly turned bright red. "Lady Tsunade! This...this is too..."

Xiao Nan's purple eyes swept over the lace-trimmed design, her fingertips unconsciously caressing the paper flower at her waist.

You were drawn to a gradient blue tulle swimsuit on the display stand, your fingers just touching the hanger—

"The customer has excellent taste!" A sales clerk suddenly appeared. "This is a limited edition item for this season, made with a special chakra-guiding material..."

"Wrap it up." A cool male voice came from the doorway.

You turned around in surprise. Scorpion was standing outside the shop at some point. The puppet held a black card between its fingers. The sunlight gilded the edges of his scarlet amber, but it couldn't reveal the expression behind the mask.

"Wait!" Deidara burst in. "That orange one is more suitable for a shrew! Hmm!" He held up a bikini covered in explosion patterns.

"Get away!" Sasori's chakra threads instantly shredded the disaster item.

"Please, gentlemen, refrain from fighting inside the shop..." Before the clerk could finish speaking, a scream suddenly came from behind the shelves: "Ninety-eight thousand taels?! Why don't you just rob me?!"

Kakuzu was clutching the price tag of a diamond-encrusted swimsuit tightly, his green eyes trembling. Kisame took the opportunity to snatch the shark-print swim trunks next to him, his sharkskin humming with pleasure.

A tearing sound suddenly came from the direction of the changing room. Yahiko, his face flushed, stumbled back out. "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to go to the wrong place..."

Behind him, Bai Zheng was helping Kimimaro adjust the straps of his swim trunks, while the ice-style boy looked utterly dejected.

Zabuza, holding his Executioner's Blade, leaned against the fitting room door and sneered, "Troublesome brat."

“One against seven,” Zhi Shui’s voice drifted down from the men’s section on the second floor, “Does this dolphin-patterned shirt suit you?”

Itachi looked at the childish swim trunks handed to him, and his Sharingan twitched for the first time.

Tsunade suddenly grabbed your wrist. "Ignore these idiots!" She yanked open the VIP fitting room curtains. "I'll help you choose—"

The words stopped abruptly.

In front of the fitting room mirror, Orochimaru was leisurely tying the straps of his snakeskin swimsuit, his golden vertical pupils glancing lazily over. "Oh dear..."

Chapter 147 Amusement Park (4)

"Pervert!!" Tsunade's monstrous punch sent the entire wall flying.

Amidst the smoke and dust, you stand there clutching that blue swimsuit, countless gazes shooting from all directions, Sharingan, Rinnegan, and shark eyes gleaming amidst the ruins.

Nagato silently formed hand seals, "Universal Heavenly Guidance—"

The falling pebbles suddenly stopped, Konan's paper scraps flew into a protective shield, Rin's medical chakra formed a buffer barrier, and Deidara's clay bird swooped down—

"My swimsuit!" you suddenly exclaimed as the blue tulle skirt was blown away by the gust of air and was about to fall into the fountain.

A dark shadow flashed by, and Itachi appeared at the edge of the pool without anyone noticing. His Sharingan accurately predicted the trajectory of the attack and he reached out—

At the same time, her other hand, with its distinct knuckles, grabbed the other corner of her swimsuit. Shisui tilted her head with a smile, "Not bad speed."

During the standoff, the swimsuits were suddenly snatched away by chakra threads.

Scorpion elegantly folded it and put it into the paper bag, "...inferior fabric."

"Hey! I saw that first!" Deidara jumped onto the clay bird.

Kisame's Samehada suddenly stretched out, "Get out of my way, brat!"

Hidan's three-month scythe whistled past, "The Jashin-sama said he wanted this one!"