186. Ōtsutsuki Tsukihime vs. Ōtsutsuki Akemi

The ceiling of Ōtsutsuki Tsukihime's castle was completely ripped open by the azure butterfly wings above, letting the artificial moonlight filter gently downward.

Amidst the scattered dust, a graceful figure appeared, faintly visible in the hazy, dim glow.

Uchiha Gin, observing from the edge of the battlefield, was startled upon seeing the unfamiliar figure.

His pupils contracted, his red irises instantly glowing blue-white. His byakugan eyes widened, striving to see the figure clearly.

“Clan Leader, forgive my rudeness.”

A sweet, alluring voice broke the silence.

The figure’s butterfly wings gently fluttered, blowing away the surrounding dust and revealing the figure in full.

Where the towering Ōtsutsuki Akemi once stood, there now stood a tall, enchanting woman, her white eyes shimmering with allure, her high nose bridge, and her full red lips soft and inviting.

Her gaze towards Uchiha Gin was smoldering, as if it could melt into water.

Her pure white hair, slightly curled, draped lazily over her shoulders, exuding a relaxed beauty.

“Tsk! See, I knew it, if you slimmed down, you'd look stunning!”

Uchiha Gin, utterly mesmerized by Ōtsutsuki Akemi's transformation, couldn't hold back his admiration.

His blue-white eyes openly took in her appearance, as though admiring a rare treasure.

When his gaze rested on her unyielding, big chest—unchanged by her transformation—the light in his eyes intensified, and he inwardly praised his foresight.

“Master Gin, this is the real me. Thank you for letting me be myself again. Though, why does my chest feel so tight?”

Ōtsutsuki Akemi, having slimmed down thanks to her butterfly transformation, lifted her head confidently, her gratitude unmistakable.

Her heart raced so intensely it almost felt ready to burst, only to be stifled by an invisible barrier, leaving her puzzled.

“Huh? Was it always this... big?”

It was then that Ōtsutsuki Akemi noticed her considerable chest, still high and firm as though strengthened by a light-weight technique, standing proudly under the moonlight, capturing Uchiha Gin’s gaze.

“Ahem, it’s just a secondary growth; don’t be alarmed,” Gin stammered as he awkwardly looked away, though his gaze was reluctant to leave.

“Is that so?”

As an elder of the Ōtsutsuki clan, Ōtsutsuki Akemi was not easily fooled.

Her elegant brows knitted together, her enchanting face filled with doubt as she scrutinized Uchiha Gin.

“Perhaps you haven’t mastered the butterfly transformation jutsu. You should practice more when you return, aiming to perfect it,” Gin advised, a tinge of regret flashing in his eyes as he looked at her.

“If Master Gin likes it, then I won’t refine the impurities inside my chest.”

His mischievous expression did not escape Ōtsutsuki Akemi, who lowered her arms and subtly lifted her chest, causing a ripple that stirred up a passionate response in Uchiha Gin.

“Understood!” Gin beamed, giving her a thumbs-up in approval.

However, just as he congratulated himself for preserving a rare beauty, he noticed Tsukihime, who stood afar, her pale hands raising, an intense blue-green light emanating from her palm.

Several orbs of energy, stronger than before, appeared behind her, directed toward Ōtsutsuki Akemi.

“Watch out!”

Uchiha Gin called out, a sense of urgency filling his voice as he brought his hands together, wood-style chakra gathering within.

“Don’t worry, Master Gin. I’m in perfect condition now.”

Facing the incoming energy spheres, Ōtsutsuki Akemi showed no fear.

With a serene smile, she flapped her enormous butterfly wings, unleashing multiple azure flames from her wings that collided directly with the approaching orbs.

“Boom!”

The two energies clashed, creating a shockwave that rippled through the castle, causing the once-secure walls to erode instantly.

The viewing tower, already missing its roof, was transformed into an open-air platform.

“Clan Leader, regain your senses!”

Empowered by the butterfly transformation, Ōtsutsuki Akemi now displayed strength several times greater than before.

Gazing at the wild look in Tsukihime’s byakugan-filled eyes, Akemi furrowed her brows—she’d only seen the clan leader in this state once before.

"Roar~~"

Completely dominated by her rage, Tsukihime no longer heard anything, her arms spread wide as she let out a howl towards the artificial moon. A blue-green chakra cloak enveloped her body, and in a flash, she charged toward Ōtsutsuki Akemi, her face twisted with frenzy.

Seeing Tsukihime charging her way, Ōtsutsuki Akemi, worried for Uchiha Gin’s safety behind her, swiftly morphed into a blue lightning bolt, intercepting her frenzied opponent.

Just before Tsukihime reached her, Akemi blocked her path, her hands glowing with chakra as she focused on the figure before her.

“Forgive me!”

With the clash imminent, Akemi's hands conjured several massive, blue chakra fists.

This secret technique was reserved for only the highest-ranking clan members and had been recently used by Tsukihime.

“Secret Art: Divine Fist of the Void!”

The chakra fists launched toward Tsukihime’s slender figure with formidable force.

“Roar!”

With a defiant roar, blue-green fists appeared behind Tsukihime, her strikes matching Akemi's, neither side yielding as their punches collided.

From the ruins, Uchiha Gin watched in awe as he saw the resemblance of this technique to his ancestor’s legendary Eight Gods Vacuum Attack.

Admiring the similarity, he glanced down at his warring kin with a disdainful smile.

“Fighting, fighting—do they even know our ancestor’s skill?”

“Clan Leader, your strength is indeed formidable; without the butterfly transformation, I couldn’t last a single round against you,” Ōtsutsuki Akemi said earnestly, wiping sweat from her brow, her respect clear.

“But I can’t retreat. Master Gin is watching me!”

With a glint in her eye, Akemi dashed forward, her wings flapping rapidly, closing the distance in an instant.

“We must go elsewhere! This isn’t the right place for a battle.”

In her frenzied state, Tsukihime remained oblivious, recognizing only obstacles as enemies. With a powerful grip, Akemi seized her arms and, with a sweep of her wings, transported them both far from the castle.

“Argh…”

Pinned by Akemi, Tsukihime struggled, her body glowing with blue-green light as her chakra surged into Akemi.

Suppressing the needle-like pain in her own pressure points, Bilu, though wounded, managed to drag her opponent to a distant, abandoned sky island.

Taking a cautious stance, her white eyes sharp, Ōtsutsuki Akemi remembered a similar rage twenty years prior when Tsukihime had annihilated a faction of the main clan.

To prevent further destruction, Akemi tightened her fists, channeling the power from her transformation.

“Allow me to bring you back, Clan Leader!”

But to the frenzied Tsukihime, any interference was met with hostility.