Naruto: I'm Nine-Tails and My Host is Kushina-Chapter 151 : Changes in the Ninja World

Just as Kurama was about to settle into his usual routine, Tsunade came back.

Sure enough, Tsunade was still Tsunade.

In the Hokage's office during the day, she had been adamant.

"If I don't return, then I don't return."

So stubborn. So determined.

Yet, the body was honest.

Once she was done with work, she found herself walking aimlessly through the village. Before she even realized it, she was standing in front of Kushina's house.

Or rather, their house.

Initially, the place had been assigned to Kushina by the Third Hokage. It was big—large enough to accommodate over a dozen people. Tsunade's old house in Konoha had long been moved. When she became Hokage, she was too lazy to find a new place, so she had simply started living here with Kushina.

Inside, Kushina and Senju Toka heard Tsunade's footsteps approaching.

For some reason, as she reached the door, Tsunade's heartbeat quickened.

"Kushina? Kurama? You guys still awake?" she asked softly, not wanting to disturb them too late at night.

"Ah, Tsunade-nee! You're back! I was just about to head to bed," Kushina responded cheerfully.

"Well, don't let me keep you up. I'll be in soon."

Tsunade stretched her arms over her head, cracking her back. Sitting in the Hokage's office all day wasn't easy.

Sure enough, being Hokage wasn't all about battlefield glory. Sit too long in that damn chair, and her shoulders would get stiff. Good thing she was a medical ninja.

The moment Tsunade stepped inside, Kushina seemed to get even more energetic.

Kurama, lounging lazily, reached out and ran his fingers through Kushina's long red hair. "Since Tsunade's back, I guess I'll head to my room."

Kushina immediately narrowed her eyes. "Kurama, are you lying?"

Kurama smirked. "Lying? About what?"

Kushina huffed, folding her arms. "Last time, when Tsunade-nee was here too, things got a lot more... interesting."

Tsk tsk...

Her grin turned mischievous. She wanted to hear about the third option.

"Kurama, just tell me already. What is the third option?"

Since Kushina was so insistent, he had no choice but to humor her.

"The first option is the little Nine-Tails," he began.

"The second is the hands."

"And the third... is the tails."

Kushina's eyes lit up. She hadn't experienced that before.

Meanwhile, in Sunagakure...

With the Third Kazekage mysteriously disappearing, the village was in turmoil. Rasa had taken temporary control, managing affairs in his absence.

Then, there was the matter of Sasori of the Red Sand—an S-rank rogue ninja. The grandson of Chiyo, and a genius puppeteer. His defection had been a major blow to the village.

Now, Sunagakure had no Jinchūriki. The strongest Kazekage in their history was gone. The village was both internally unstable and externally vulnerable. No shinobi village could withstand such a crisis for long.

Karura stood on a rooftop, staring into the distance. She had a lot on her mind.

Rasa approached her, his tone soft but firm. "Karura, have you reconsidered what I said?"

She didn't turn to look at him. "Kazekage-sama, I'm sorry, but I'm not interested."

"This isn't about interest, Karura. It's about the survival of Sunagakure."

Rasa, much like the Third Hokage, loved to use "the village" as a weapon to manipulate people.

Karura scoffed. "Don't use the village to pressure me. It only makes you more unbearable."

She shot him a cold glance before turning away.

Rasa had proposed marriage.

Not for love. At least, that's what he claimed. Their union, he insisted, could create a new bloodline limit. A powerful heir that could strengthen Sunagakure.

In truth, it was both political and personal. He had loved her for a long time. But instead of confessing like a normal man, he was now trying to corner her into it.

Karura was powerful. Her ability to manipulate sand for absolute defense was unique within Sunagakure.

After rejecting Rasa's proposal, Karura returned home. She gazed at the sky, watching the clouds drift by. For a brief moment, she thought she saw something—

A familiar silhouette.

Fiery red hair.

A smirk full of mischief.

Kushina?

Karura blinked, and the illusion was gone. The clouds were just clouds.

But still, her mind drifted back to the Third Shinobi War.

To the day she fought Uzumaki Kushina, the Red-Hot Habanero.

She had lost that fight. Badly.

Not just defeated—humiliated. Kushina had toyed with her, grabbing her in ways that left Karura flustered and enraged.

Then, she had heard the rumors.

The Red-Hot Habanero had become the Fourth Hokage.

Despite their past as enemies, Karura had genuinely felt happy for her. Inspired, even.

From that moment on, she had set a goal: the next time they met, it would be as equals. She would bear the title of Kazekage.

After the Third Kazekage vanished, she had almost achieved that dream.

She had competed with Rasa for the position of acting Kazekage.

And lost.

By a single vote.

That stung.

She wasn't the type to blame others for her failures. But ever since Rasa took the position, something about him had changed. He was different now.

More manipulative. More ruthless.

And now he was trying to force her into marriage under the guise of "protecting the village."

Lately, she found herself looking toward Konoha more and more often.

Not consciously. Her body just moved on its own.

It didn't help that Rasa was making her life miserable.

More and more, she thought about the possibility of leaving Sunagakure. Abandoning everything and becoming a rogue ninja.

Like Sasori had.

With his talent, Sasori's betrayal had left Sunagakure helpless to stop him.

If she left, they might not be able to stop her, either.

She shook her head. No, she still loved this land.

But even the most loyal dog will bite when pushed into a corner.

For the first time, the idea of leaving didn't seem so impossible.

"What should I do...?" Karura whispered to herself.

Back in Konoha, Tsunade arrived at the Hokage's office early.

She was walking a little funny, her movements stiff and awkward.

Thankfully, the streets were mostly empty this early in the morning. No one was around to witness her struggle.

With ninja-like agility, she snuck into the office and collapsed into her chair, sighing in relief.

"Damn it..." she muttered. "This is all Kurama's fault."

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