Filthy Gamer in Narutoverse

Kai hummed a soft tune as he walked along the occupied streets of the Senju Compound with quite the pep to his steps. Despite what he wanted— which was everything, Kai knew he had to start from somewhere and that he did. Sure, Fugaku had grown a little prick in the ass after that despite his stoic demeanor but Kai couldn't care less. And heck, being an empath was the best way to know if any chick approaching him was just in awe of his might and rugged form or from the seduction corp. Mind you, Kai denied none.

His love and unprecedented patience were of historical importance in this world of war.

He greeted everyone on the way, laughing at teasing a few kids with a huge grin as every child knowingly hid their toys and candies the moment they saw him.

'Well-prepared, good,' Kai smirked at the 'training' he had done with the children. Of course, there was one child who didn't hide whatever it was in her hand and Kai shook his head.

Before Konan could happily part her lips wide and take that beautiful, tender, steaming, and thick... dumpling into her mouth in one whole bite, a figure flickered in front of her, bit the dumpling whole, and pulled back with a blank look as his jaws still moved in an effort to swallow the cream-white delicacy.

Konan blankly stared at her free chopsticks while her Jonin instructor who also acted as the dumpling vendor shook her head with a wry smirk. The short-haired bluenette now had one bun to the right side of her head which was decorated by a blue origami rose that Konan would create every day. The girl had grown, it looked on her face. After coming to Konoha, she'd been allowed a proper diet which allowed her to grow better than others because unlike many girls her age, Konan was serious about her grindset.

Although... again, Konan seemed extraordinarily fixated on utilizing paper as her medium of jutsu and made Kai wonder if she had some strange Kekkei Genkai. But until now, she hadn't done anything too crazy to implicate as such.

She was in her usual navy blue tunic that had the sleeves of her mesh shirt and shorts revealed through the edges of her clothes. Silently, the girl pouted and turned to look at the 'youth.'

He had clearly tidied himself up, the budding Kunoichi noted but her fair cheeks puffed in an angered pout as she groaned, "Kai-san, why would you steal the last dumpling! I always save the best-looking one at the last!"

"I know," Kai grinned, unceremoniously sitting next to Konan, "It was delicious. Thank you for your patronage. In return, you learned not to lower your guard~!"

Konan snorted and then gave him a sidelong glance, "Are... you going somewhere?"

"Ah, you know causing political tension by dating the Uchiha Heiress while planning to employ my skills under the matriarch," he chortled and while Konan, Nagato, and Yahiko did not go through the War Protocol, they had lived through the war itself. She quickly understood the latter half of his sentence and while others, including the old jonin in front of them, only chuckled at the notion of a 'boy' courting their mistress...

The fact remained, Tsunade hadn't dated anyone in a while. And Kai, no, according to the notification from Tsunade herself, the youngest Jonin who loved to make his intentions clear in these matters rather openly was starting to become... a genuine candidate.

Anyway, it won't be the first time someone older married someone a lot younger.

However...

Konan tilted her head and smiled, "But wouldn't it be easier to... find someone else for your dreams, Kai-san... someone without a clan..." The hint couldn't be more obvious and this 'dream' of Kai had emerged two years ago. He didn't even need to be an empath to notice this.

It wasn't his only dream, of course.

While others like Kushina and Nawaki yapped about being Hokage and getting the life sucked out of their bodies by that chair... Kai dreamt of making life.

His dream of the harem couldn't be more vocal and strange with many Shinobi who met him now aware of it... other Kunoichi, much older than him, only ruffled his head and passed on.

The galls!

Heck, he was popular and many girls, like Konan, did want to get down on his groove... but he set sights on higher realms.

This, by itself, was the reason why Kai said he was about to cause political unrest. Yata Uchiha may be pragmatic but he was one sharingan activation away to fight the boy when the father heard the boy's plans about his daughter... a good thing the said daughter cowed off the father and stomped out of the manor. After all... she found out a year ago that Yata was laying with their maid and just had a tantrum of the year.

Result?

Mikoto had a little brother this year, officially relieving her of any worries about inheriting the clan.

Ruffling Konan's hair as she continued to look at Kai expectantly, he chuckled, "Stop with that look, Sensei will kill me. After Nono, you're her favorite, after all, acting all cutesy in front of her and sitting on her lap."

Oh, how Kai envied that position.

Konan glared and snorted, "Fine, Kai-san! Let's see how your dream crumbles just because you were too greedy..."

"That's the charm about dreams, Munchkin, I get to be as greedy as I like. Well, see ya~! And don't you worry, I'll have plenty of things to snatch from you as you grow!"

Konan admittedly did not understand this part and looked at her instructor, who actually had a lower position than Kai. After all, the boy was a jonin and the Legacy Guardian.

"Don't you listen to him," the woman sighed and gently patted Konan's head, "Like always, Young Kai is speaking about crazy things. I still regret the day he met the white-haired horn dog."

Konan nodded as she had heard stories about Jiraiya... and it didn't earn the man any good grace from the girl as his 'inheritance' that he left with Kai and Minato was now largely shared with Yahiko, Nawaki... and secretly with Nagato, too.

But while Kai did not want to do his new life a disservice by jerking himself off... others did not have such worries.

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With a destination in mind as it was barely evening, Kai reached the entrance of the Uchiha Compound quickly enough.

Yes, it was true that many of the previous kind and caring members of Uchiha had turned into arrogant pricks after the war. It was stress, Kai knew that, but the thing was that, unlike other shinobi, Uchihas job within the village was stressful in the first place. There have been multiple instances of an Uchiha Police member confronting a Jonin or a Chunin alongside a few civilians and cases like these were only growing.

The two guards who stood at the entrance of the compound glared at Kai as if they'd met their worst enemy... and they did. With arrogance came desire. Many, MANY, individuals aside from Fugaku eyed Mikoto for various reasons. After emerging victorious in the war, a few courageous ones asked her out but Mikoto was largely fed up with those around her.

First, she did not know her father was railing their maid. If she was, she could have been freer a lot earlier. Second, those who asked her out... had the same look. Oh, it was a good thing to be desired. Even Kai was like that if not 'more' when compared to the Uchiha members who asked her out but... did everyone have to be so... mindful of her position?

In essence, since Fugaku was the most talented of the Uchiha and there were a few who wanted to compete with him but failed decided to use her as a bargaining chip.

One wanted her for her position as the future matriarch of the clan. Others wanted the same thing but also stick it to Fugaku... so, when Kai did ask her out... she may have jumped. Literally.

Of course... as friends, in her words.

But this may or may not have angered a few Uchiha chunins and Kai may or may not have hospitalized a few before Tsunade's 'account' paid for it.

Since then, Kai had been quite infamous. It wasn't every day one heard an Uchiha's defeat but more than willing to make his matriarch's ancestor proud, Kai held nothing back when delivering beating to Dojutsu users. If Tobirama Senju, the Second Hokage's legacy was to utterly beat the weird-eyed sons of flowery cunts, then that legacy shall be walked upon by the pious Kai...

Of course... he had similar but different intentions for Mikoto that may... result in her ending tired and sprawled... not on the ground though... maybe on his bed.

"Hey guys," Kai smiled and waved at them, "I'm just waiting for a friend, don't worry. Won't hurt your pride... or your bodies."

The two guards practically snarled. Ah, they were young and had much to learn. The mental stat increased his resistance to genjutsu so... and he had a 37% resistance to it. A simple experiment showed that basic illusion and D-rank Jutsu failed to captivate him unless he willingly let himself get controlled. Meanwhile, he had a mighty resistance against C-rank Genjutsu but wasn't wholly immune. The effect lowered further as the jutsu's rank increased.

So, when Kai met their gazes and the one-tomoe sharingan, he barely registered the genjutsu and gave a feral grin, "You punks just tried to attack a Jonin of Konohagakure... now, would you metaphorically bend over yourself, or do I force you into that position, too?"

The guards were a bit dazed but then they began to laugh out loud.

"Pfft, a Jonin? Damn—"

"What is so funny?" A deep and distinct voice sounded, making the chuckles cut short. The guards looked towards the dark-haired youth with the locks of his hair parted from the center while he wore the green flak jacket over his dark brown long shirt and trousers. The symbol of the Konoha police was marked on the sleeve of his left shoulder as his somewhat beady but stoic and somber black pupils fell on the trio.

"F-Fugaku-san... nothing." One of the guards shook their head as Fugaku sighed softly and then turned his gaze toward Kai. For the first time, Kai saw somewhat of an... interested expression flash past Fugaku's eyes but try as he might, Kai could sense the man's intent of fighting him only now.

"Kai, the list of Jonins in the Police Records has updated a few hours ago... congratulations."

For Fugaku, Mikoto was a means of political power and it worked that she was beautiful. So, while Fugaku may not be one of the more emotional shinobi out there butthurt because Kai got the girl... something they must get used to because he wouldn't be stopping anytime soon, Fugaku was more pragmatic. Like Yata.

Fugaku saw Kai not as a rival of love interest now that Yata Uchiha had a son but more as a political rival. Until now, Fugaku and Kai had yet to 'spar' but Fugaku was already considered an Elite largely by most of the clan and the pronounced-jawed generational talent of the Uchiha already had chakra reserves rivaling the current Sakumo and knew how to use it well.

But the major problem was that Fugaku had caused trouble for Kai already by acting as the figurehead of not letting Mikoto marry out of the clan... or at least, imposing some severe restrictions on her should she marry out.

But Kai wasn't about to let political opinions of all bother him. After all... politics is just a genjutsu. It'll trap you only if you let yourself get trapped by it.

So, beaming at the man's congratulatory words, Kai replied, "Thanks, it's a great honor to become a Jonin. I just came one step closer to my dream!"

Fugaku's thin lips twitched. He admitted that Kai was... well, a monster. He even had striking power comparable to Tsunade. Well, Mikoto had learned that Jutsu, too. So did, Nono. After all, they were talented and Tsunade wouldn't want their potential untapped.

Truly, the matriarch and her Legacy Guardian hated when... 'potential' was untapped.

"You look... dressed up," Fugaku noted. Instead of his usual Flak Jacket over his outfit, Kai wore a fur-collared brown jacket with the zipper pulled down slightly only to reveal that he wore a black vest alone alongside a pair of black trousers and the usual toeless strapped sandals. His hair looked freshly cut and even Fugaku felt that it would be hard to ascertain the boy's age just by looking at him.

Then again, many who had the build for it and had the mind to train themselves rarely looked at how their age would determine them to be. Fugaku himself looked several years older than his actual age and had a hefty build.

The duo continued to stare at one another until the duo did notice the arrival of another party yet while Fugaku was more than willing to keep up with the staring contest and make the two guards feel tense, Kai broke off the contact with the dude and happily let his gaze wander off to a much more pleasant sight to his eyes.

Wearing a sundress... in this chilly weather, as the creamy fabric only made the fair-skinned and well-developed raven-haired beauty more than just beautiful, Mikoto had a bright smile on her face as if she hadn't noticed Fugaku and crossed her hands behind her back, "Hmm, you look good... Kai-kun."

Her midnight pupils stared into him as the cream-colored hairband looked quite noticeable as it pulled the locks of her hair back completely. Seeing Kai's gaze continue to wander over her, Mikoto cleared her throat somewhat, waking Kai out of his stupor as he threw away the entire 'teasing playbook' and adopted a sincere smirk, "I know."

Before Mikoto could point out that she would be pissed if his next words did not make her feel good, Kai added, "But I should have tried better dolling myself up, huh... that's experience for you."

Mikoto finally rolled her eyes at the elaborate compliment. It was rare for Kai to not bust some direct compliments about her body even if they could border the limits of her ability to bear but... this was nice. She turned to look at Fugaku and nodded at him plainly.

"Well, it would do me no good to hold the two of you off," Fugaku remarked dryly, unlike other guards, he found it fruitful to let his gaze linger on Kai than Mikoto and assess his strengths. The news of Hiashi's defeat would be common knowledge by tomorrow thanks to Fugaku's efforts because if the Uchiha had a hate boner for someone greater than Kai then it would not be the Senju... but the Hyuga.

"Let's go," Mikoto smiled pleasantly, finally attracting Kai's attention over to the slightly glossier look of her lips as she was quick to interlock her fingers with his, an act the two were quite casual about at this point.

"Hmm, so? Did you have nothing to say?" Kai questioned as they walked toward the destination of the popular street play that is also famous in the Land of Fire and was granted permission to enter Konoha and perform for the civilians and the shinobi alike.

"About what?" Mikoto mused before her eyes widened, "Ah! That was today? So... how did it go? I, ehm, forgot about it... I was busy with... training..."

Kai looked her up and down once again. She even had a pair of red sandals with her toenails painted red.

Yeah... training.

As if noticing his gaze, Mikoto's cheeks gained a crimson hue and she raised her brow instead, questioning threateningly, "What? Something to say... youngest Jonin..." Her tone got a lot milder at the end with a hint of envy. But this was good. Even Kai envied her dojutsu so he felt more than flattered now as he spoke with a depressed sigh escaping his lips.

"I didn't become a Jonin... sorry..."

Mikoto blinked and stopped in her tracks. She stared at the 'youth' to notice if this was one of his pranks... being around him for years did give her a sixth sense when Kai was bullshitting.

Seeing her stare at him for so long, Kai finally smirked, chuckling without a shame, "Busted~!"

Yet, his grip on Mikoto's hand grew a bit tighter and his smile grew noticeably strained, "But... I won't be a member of Team Tsunade anymore."

This... was a bummer, Mikoto sighed softly and leaned forward until their shoulders touched, "Well... we can always meet at the Senju Compound or as you call your home, 'The Pad', right?"

Kai raised his brow and gave a wolfish smirk, his dark brown, almost black, eyes growing somewhat fiery as he remarked, "You're damn right, we will. As the Interim Leader of Team Tsunade... you are to report at The Pad every morning by six and slip into the bed!"

Mikoto frowned, slowly accessing the information, and then her eyes widened— "What?!"

Kai knew what made Mikoto so fearful out of a sudden and it wasn't being spooned by 'Big Cinnamon', no.

"That's right~ Love my present? Now I do have a say on the D-rank Missions we do!"

Mikoto was in a daze for a few minutes for grounded reasons as she felt her days of menial labor extending further and further.

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