Naruto Immersive Replay, The Curse of the Sharingan

"Still won't tell?" Ban chuckled. Your consciousness began to blur, and you could only drift and sink in the sea of ​​desire, driven by instinct.

"Ban..." You unconsciously called out his name, immediately regretting it, but it was too late.

"Bear a child for me, Nagi." Madara's voice carried a rare hint of pleading, almost making you mistake it for love.

"A child who inherits our bloodline and power will be the strongest member of the Uchiha clan."

At this moment, you almost give in, but reason quickly returns; this is just another of Ban's control methods.

A child will become an eternal chain, binding you to him for life.

“No…” you weakly refuse, and he lays you down on the desk.

“You will agree, Nagi,” Madara said breathlessly. “One day, you will willingly bear my children.”

After it was over, Madara didn't leave immediately. "Why can't you love me, Nagi?" you think, staring at the ceiling, feeling a deep sadness.

Perhaps the most terrifying thing is not the coercion of the stigmata, but that in this twisted relationship, you do feel a kind of emotion similar to love, but this emotion is born in a cage and is destined not to grow healthily.

"Love can't be forced, Ban." Your voice was weary.

“You’ll understand someday,” he said, his tone carrying a terrifying certainty. “No one in this world loves you more than I do, and no one is more suitable for me than you. We are destined to be together.”

You didn't answer, but simply turned to the side and curled up, the ink on your back gleaming slightly on your skin.

You know that Madara is partly right. There is a fatal attraction between you two, like a moth to a flame, which will only lead to mutual destruction in the end.

Ban picked up an outer robe and gently draped it over you, his movements unexpectedly tender.

The paper door opened and closed, eventually returning to silence.

[Super Mini-Theater] - Easter Egg 1

(Act 1, Timeline: The day Mei Terumi became the Mizukage.)

Kirigakure was filled with a long-lost festive atmosphere as the enthronement ceremony of the Fifth Mizukage, Terumi Mei, was solemn and grand.

As the Akatsuki organization had nominally reformed, they naturally received an invitation to attend the ceremony.

After the ceremony, Mei Terumi changed out of her elaborate water shadow robe and into an elegant yet charming casual outfit. With her signature smile on her face, she stopped you as you were about to leave discreetly.

"Gentlemen, it's a pity to leave after making such a rare trip to Kirigakure," Mei Terumi said, her eyes sparkling and her smile growing deeper. "I know a great place that will definitely allow you all... to relax."

Tsunade raised an eyebrow; her definition of relaxation and good places usually associated with casinos. "Oh? Does the Mizukage have any good recommendations?"

Xiao Nan maintained a cool and aloof expression, but there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

Lin smiled gently as always, seemingly happy no matter where she went.

Your expression was somewhat subtle, as if you sensed something was amiss.

A moment later, you found yourself standing in front of a luxuriously decorated restaurant with two handsome waiters at the entrance. The huge signboard read in elegant artistic lettering: "Misty Village Gentlemen's Club".

Tsunade:"......"

Xiao Nan: "???"

Lin's smile became even gentler and brighter, but the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.

You couldn't help but rub your forehead; it was just as you thought.

"Mei Terumi!" Tsunade's temples bulged with veins. "This is the 'good place' you were talking about?! You're the Mizukage!"

"The Mizukage is a woman too~" Mei Terumi said matter-of-factly, one hand on her hip. "With so much work pressure, you need some hobbies and relaxation~ Don't worry, this is my private property, absolutely safe and confidential~"

As she spoke, she winked at the top male escort at the door, who immediately understood and bowed to lead the way.

Xiao Nan looked at you with an inquisitive gaze, seemingly unsurprised, "Does the raccoon know this place well?"

Your body stiffened slightly.

Tsunade narrowed her eyes, leaned closer to you, and said in a dangerous tone, "Hmm? Confess honestly, have you been to a place like this behind our backs?"

Lin slowly turned her head, her face still bearing that innocent and sweet smile, her voice soft and sweet, "Lord Tanuki... so you like this kind of 'entertainment'?"

But for some reason, there seemed to be a gloomy feeling spreading in her clear, big eyes.

You instantly feel different kinds of pressure coming from three directions, and cold sweat is about to pour down your back.

So he looked pleadingly at the culprit, Mei Terumi.

But then you see her leisurely picking up a colorful cocktail from a passing waiter's tray, looking like she's just watching the show and having a good time, even mouthing "Good luck~" to you.

"......" I made a bad choice in my friends!

You force a smile, trying to gloss over the situation, "Um... cough cough... this is a long story, how about... we talk about it later? Today... today, entertainment is paramount! Yes, entertainment is paramount! Haha, hahaha..."

The dry laughter sounded particularly pale in the luxurious private room corridor.

The aromas of fruit, wine, and fine perfume mingled together, accompanied by Mei Terumi's hearty laughter and Tsunade's increasingly loud drinking games.

You're trying to minimize your presence, and the clear-eyed, puppy-like boy next to you is trying hard to find topics to talk about, but you always feel like you're being pricked by needles.

Especially Lin's gentle yet chilling gaze, and Xiao Nan's occasional thoughtful scrutiny.

Just as you were wondering if you should make an excuse to go out for some fresh air, your expression suddenly changed!

Not only you, but almost everyone else in the private room stopped what they were doing at the same time.

A powerful, familiar aura of chakra, one that should never be here, is approaching at an incredible speed! And there are quite a few of them! Some even carry an undisguised...killing intent?

"Oh no!" Your scalp tingled, and you almost reflexively jumped up from the sofa, your eyes quickly glancing at the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the private room that led to the outside terrace. This was the top floor, but it was nothing to a ninja.

Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, running away is the best!

He darted towards the window, his hand barely touching the cold frame, just as he was about to exert force—

"Good evening, Lord Tanuki."

A gentle, pleasant voice, with a hint of amusement, suddenly rang out from outside the window.

Your movements froze instantly, as if you had been frozen in place.

In the shadows of the terrace outside the window, Uchiha Shisui leaned leisurely against the railing, arms crossed, his distinctive eyes slightly curved as he looked at you, his tone as relaxed as if he were discussing the moonlight tonight.

"It seems... Lord Tanuki has quite the refined taste." His gaze swept meaningfully over the colorful room behind you, and the bewildered young male prostitute beside you who hadn't had time to react yet.

"!!!" Damn it! I've been caught! And by Shisui, famous for his Body Flicker Technique, who blocked me at the window! Escape Route -1!

Your lips twitch as you try to force an explanatory smile, only to find your facial muscles a little stiff.

But misfortune never comes singly. Just when you were trapped at the window by the blocked water, unable to move forward or backward...

With a loud "Bang!!!", the expensive, exquisitely carved solid wood door of the private room was kicked open from the outside with extreme brutality! The door even groaned under the weight, almost coming off the frame!

The loud noise instantly drew the attention of everyone in the private room.

Amidst the billowing smoke at the entrance, Madara Uchiha and Obito Uchiha led the way, followed by Itachi with a blank expression, Deidara with a half-smile, Hidan who looked like he was just there to watch the show, and Kakuzu, who was sighing and rubbing his forehead as if calculating repair costs...

Almost all the male members of the Akatsuki were present, not one was missing!

Madara's face was so dark it could drip water. His Rinnegan swept across the scene in the private room, especially lingering for a moment on the young male host closest to him, and the surrounding air temperature plummeted.

Obito was even more direct, pointing at you and that boy, his voice almost distorted, "Tanuki! You're here again! And this kid! Stay away from her!"

Deidara was already digging for clay nearby. "Hmm! Unforgivable! Let's blow this vulgar place to the heavens!"

Kakuzu grabbed him, "Idiot! Are you going to pay for the renovations and compensation here?!"

Hidan brandished his blood-red three-month scythe, shouting excitedly, "You evil god, you need sacrifices! These pretty boys will be the ones! Hahaha!"

Although Itachi didn't speak, his Sharingan had already quietly activated, slowly rotating and locking onto the host who had tried to flirt with him but failed and was now trembling with fear.

The male escorts who had originally intended to offer emotional support in the private room were now terrified and huddled together in fear.

Seeing this, Mei Terumi didn't panic at all; instead, she laughed even harder, picking up another strawberry given to her by "Anonymous Mr. Uchiha." "Oh dear, this is going to be lively!"

Tsunade, her eyes glazed with drunkenness, slammed her hand on the table. "Perfect timing! Let's drink together! Whoever passes out first pays!"

Xiao Nan silently put away the piece of paper, expressionless, and moved to the side, trying to get away from the center of the impending chaos.

Lin... she said gently to the terrified young male escort beside you, "Don't be afraid, it'll be over soon."

The young male escort rolled his eyes and fainted from fright, while you, trapped at the window and facing attacks from both sides, could only desperately cover your face.

At this moment, you desperately wish you were just an ordinary customer, not someone about to face an internal power struggle within the Akatsuki organization, triggered by a chaotic battlefield that could potentially destroy the largest entertainment industry.

(Act Two, Timeline: After a meeting.)

The members of Akatsuki were packing their things, preparing to leave and carry out their assigned tasks.

You rubbed your temples and closed your meticulously organized, serious meeting notes.

His gaze swept over the group of subordinates below, each with their own distinct style but all appearing somewhat disorganized at the moment. Suddenly, without warning, an idea popped into his head: to check the meeting minutes on the fly.

You're curious about how much of what these guys actually listened to during that crucial meeting.

"Ahem," you cleared your throat, your voice not loud, but enough to stop everyone who was about to slip away, "bring your meeting notes over, I want to take a look."

In an instant, the entire conference room fell into an eerie silence.

Everyone froze, their expressions varied. You raised an eyebrow slightly. Hmm, the reactions are interesting. It seems there really is something fishy going on.

Your gaze first falls on the seat next to the head of the table, where Madara Uchiha has already taken over the spacious seat that was originally yours. He is now resting his chin on one hand, eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to everything.

Upon hearing the request, he lazily opened his eyelids, his eyes, filled with the light of reincarnation, remained completely still.

There was nothing in front of him... not even a single piece of paper, let alone a notebook.

Under your silent gaze, Ban casually tore a blank page from the very end of the notebook you had just closed, with a "rip".

Then, seemingly out of nowhere, he pulled out a pen and wrote two large characters on it with a flourish: "Read."

The brushstrokes are powerful, almost piercing through the paper, carrying an undeniable domineering yet perfunctory air.

Your lips twitched involuntarily. Very well, that's very Uchiha Madara. Silently, you accepted the notebook, which felt light yet incredibly heavy, and decided to skip over this man you couldn't control at all.

The next person to sit to your right is Yahiko, your assistant. Yahiko immediately smiled and handed you his notebook, his attitude impeccable.

You take it and open it. The handwriting is neat and clear, and the organization is well-organized. It has indeed recorded the key points of the meeting, the task allocation, and the precautions in detail. It even has some of its own thoughts and suggestions marked on the side. It can be called a model.

Turning to the last page, after all the serious content, a line was written in slightly larger print in the blank space: "Today, the cat is still full of energy and beautiful. It would be even better if she didn't always hide from me."

"..."

You look up at Yahiko, who is resting his chin on his hand, smiling at you. His eyes, which are always full of sunshine and ambition, are now filled with undisguised admiration and a hint of teasing.

Seeing you look over, he winked suggestively and mouthed, "Want to chat tonight?"

You closed his notebook expressionlessly and set it aside, but your ears felt slightly hot. Next!

Looking at Deidara, the blond boy seemed a little nervous, hesitantly handing over the notebook, his eyes darting around.

You flip through the pages, and there are several whole pages filled with colorful drawings... of him and you... fan art!

The visuals are incredibly rich, ranging from the two teaming up to unleash a combo attack to... to some indescribable scenes that clearly go beyond the boundaries of battle friendship, filled with pink bubbles, accompanied by the artistic word "Hmm!".

"Deidara!" You felt a vein throbbing in your temple. "This is your meeting minutes?!"

"Isn't that important, huh?!" Deidara retorted confidently, pointing to one of the images of two people fighting side-by-side. "This is exploring the possibilities of artistic collaborations! As for these..."

His face flushed slightly, but he quickly straightened his back. "This is for planning team-building activities to enhance cohesion! Hmm!"

You wave your hand weakly, signaling him to shut up.

Next up is Hidan.

Hidan readily tossed the notebook aside, "Here you go! Lord Jashin is my witness! I'm serious!"

Pick up his notebook, whose cover seemed to still have some unknown dark red stains, open it, and the words inside... are less words and more a bunch of twisted, manic scribbles, mixed with a lot of weird symbols and graffiti from the evil cult.

You squinted and studied it for a long time, but couldn't recognize a single word. "What does this say?" you asked.

"Oh! This is a record of how to please the evil god with better offerings, so that our organization's mission will go smoothly!" Hidan had a wronged look on his face, as if to say, "Can't you understand?"

"...Next time, write in Common Language." You reluctantly hand the notebook back to him.

Next up is Kakuzu. The old accountant's notebook looks the most normal, with a black cover that exudes a sense of meticulousness regarding money.

However, once you open the book, the first few pages are indeed dry meeting minutes, mainly concerning the budget. But after a few pages, you'll suddenly find a handwritten copy of a huge bill.

The list includes compensation for equipment damage during the XX mission, repair costs for public facilities damaged by Madara Uchiha, Hidan's cleanup fees, etc. Flipping through a few more pages, there are more meeting minutes, followed by another IOU, seemingly written by Deidara...

You silently close the door, deciding to no longer challenge your own heart. The Akatsuki's finances are truly precarious and... full of creativity.

Next, Itachi calmly handed you an extremely ordinary-looking notebook.