345. Final Chapter (Five-in-One Chapter)

The day after the wedding.

Hanekawa and Tsunade did not stay in Konoha but returned to the capital of the Land of Fire.

For them, life would not change just because of a wedding.

After all, they had already been living together long before.

The only purpose of the wedding was to formalize their status as husband and wife.

It was also a declaration to the shinobi world that they were now married.

Hokage’s Office.

Hanekawa sat in the Hokage’s chair, methodically reviewing documents.

The development of the entire shinobi world was progressing smoothly.

Even when problems arose, they were quickly resolved.

This was all thanks to the era of peace.

Moreover, with Hanekawa’s presence, no one dared to cause trouble. The shinobi world was united as one, unleashing immense potential.

"Kaguya."

Hanekawa set down the documents and called out.

A faint floral scent drifted in as Ōtsutsuki Kaguya appeared before him.

Unlike before, she was no longer wearing her ANBU mask or uniform.

The reason was similar to Samui’s situation.

Since they had already decided to marry, there was no need to keep hiding.

By the time Tsunade and Yuuhi Kurenai found out, they could just have an open discussion.

"It’s time to prepare a little surprise for Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki and the others. Let’s go to the moon today."

Hanekawa stood up with a smile.

Though Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki and his group’s arrival was still far off, it was better to be prepared.

What if they came earlier than expected?

If they hadn’t set up any traps by then, it would be a huge loss.

"Mm."

Ōtsutsuki Kaguya nodded.

Both she and Hanekawa had obtained Ōtsutsuki Urashiki’s memories, so they knew that the enemy would arrive on the moon at a certain point in the future.

She did not dare to underestimate the pursuers from the Ōtsutsuki clan.

Especially since the enemy outnumbered them—three against two.

Fortunately, with Ōtsutsuki Urashiki’s memories, they could prepare in advance, ensuring their victory.

"There’s still a descendant of Tsukihime on the moon."

Hanekawa thought of Ōtsutsuki Toneri.

In the movie, he was undoubtedly a villain.

Not only did he steal Hyūga Hanabi’s eyes, but he also kidnapped Hyūga Hinata and attempted to destroy the shinobi world by controlling a meteor.

Of course, in the end, he was swayed by Uzumaki Naruto’s talk-no-jutsu and even ended up frozen in time by Ōtsutsuki Urashiki while trying to help Uzumaki Boruto.

As for now—whether he lived or died depended on whether he was smart enough to cooperate.

After all, he was now a descendant of Tsukihime, not Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo.

Theoretically, he was no longer the same Ōtsutsuki Toneri from the original story.

If he was sensible, Hanekawa wouldn’t mind sparing his life.

"Should we bring Tsukihime along?"

Ōtsutsuki Kaguya reached out and took Hanekawa’s hand.

"No need."

Hanekawa shook his head.

"A thousand years separate them. Tsukihime doesn’t even know this descendant of hers."

Ōtsutsuki Kaguya said nothing more.

She didn’t care about the fate of Tsukihime’s descendant. Whatever Hanekawa decided, she would follow.

"Yomotsu Hirasaka!"

Hanekawa held Ōtsutsuki Kaguya’s hand as they stepped into a dark portal.

Though there was a spatial tunnel between the moon and the shinobi world, with their power, there was no need to take the long way.

In the next moment, the two arrived on the moon.

Hanekawa looked around—barren desolation stretched as far as the eye could see, with only a lone palace in the distance.

Just then, a sharp sound cut through the air.

Hanekawa looked up to see a figure approaching.

The person landed swiftly before them.

It was Ōtsutsuki Toneri.

His most striking feature was his lack of eyes.

"How should I address the two of you?"

Ōtsutsuki Toneri bowed slightly, eyes still closed.

"You know us?"

Hanekawa raised an eyebrow.

"No."

Ōtsutsuki Toneri shook his head.

"But I observed your previous battle using the Great Tenseigan."

He was referring to the fight between Hanekawa, Ōtsutsuki Kaguya, and Ōtsutsuki Urashiki.

In the original story, he often used the Great Tenseigan to observe the shinobi world, which was how he knew about Hyūga Hinata and Hyūga Hanabi.

Hanekawa smiled faintly, now understanding why Toneri was being so compliant.

In the original timeline, Ōtsutsuki Toneri could only awaken the Tenseigan after transplanting Hyūga Hanabi’s eyes.

Right now, without the Tenseigan, his strength was greatly diminished.

Even though he possessed the Great Tenseigan, it wasn’t his own eyes, making it far less convenient to use.

On top of that, having witnessed their battle against Ōtsutsuki Urashiki, he had no intention of resisting.

"Do you know Tsukihime?"

Hanekawa thought for a moment before asking.

"I’ve heard of her name. She was the mother of our ancestors."

Ōtsutsuki Toneri replied.

"Tsukihime is our daughter."

Hanekawa pointed at Ōtsutsuki Kaguya.

"No wonder."

Ōtsutsuki Toneri’s expression cleared in understanding.

If they were Tsukihime's parents, it made sense why they were so powerful.

"May I ask why the two ancestors have sought me out?"

Ōtsutsuki Toneri asked respectfully.

In the original story, he acted arrogantly toward both the Hyūga clan and Uzumaki Naruto, believing that as an Ōtsutsuki, his bloodline was superior.

But before Hanekawa and Ōtsutsuki Kaguya—whose bloodline and power far surpassed his—he dared not put on such airs.

"Do you know about the true Ōtsutsuki clan?"

Hanekawa asked thoughtfully.

Before Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki’s arrival, Ōtsutsuki Toneri had warned Uzumaki Boruto that "the gods would descend upon this land."

"Our ancestors left behind some records, though only fragments remain."

Ōtsutsuki Toneri answered.

Hanekawa raised an eyebrow.

So, he didn’t know much about the Ōtsutsuki clan?

Then how did he know about Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki’s arrival?

Did he see it through the Great Tenseigan?


"In some time, the true Ōtsutsuki clan will descend upon the shinobi world."

Hanekawa considered for a moment before speaking plainly.

"Their goal is to destroy this world, so we must stop them."

"What do you need me to do?"

Ōtsutsuki Toneri asked, puzzled.

In his eyes, Ōtsutsuki Kaguya and Hanekawa were far stronger than him—he couldn’t possibly be of any help.

"Let them land on the moon first."

Hanekawa paused before adding, "Use the Great Tenseigan to lure them in."

"Is that all?"

Ōtsutsuki Toneri thought for a few seconds before agreeing.

"We’ll set a trap with the Great Tenseigan."

Hanekawa nodded slightly and continued.

"Please, follow me."

Ōtsutsuki Toneri turned and led the way.

Soon, they arrived before the distant palace.

"This palace looks almost unchanged from a thousand years ago."

Hanekawa examined the structure with a nostalgic expression.

"You’ve been here before… a thousand years ago?"

Ōtsutsuki Toneri couldn’t help but ask curiously.

"I was the one who built this palace."

Hanekawa chuckled. "The spatial tunnel between the moon and the shinobi world was also my doing."

Ōtsutsuki Toneri’s face showed clear surprise at his words.

Stepping inside, Hanekawa laid eyes on the Great Tenseigan—a massive golden eye, enlarged to nearly three meters tall.

"Kaguya."

Hanekawa studied the Great Tenseigan. "Can you implant a ocular technique within it?"

The reason he believed the Great Tenseigan would attract Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki and his group was simple: their goal in coming to the shinobi world was to plant the Divine Tree.

And to do that, they needed vast amounts of chakra.

Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki also possessed a unique ability—Kishi no Jutsu—which allowed him to absorb an enemy’s chakra and refine it into a pill, enhancing his own power.

In short, they would never overlook the Great Tenseigan.

"I can."

Ōtsutsuki Kaguya placed her hand on the Great Tenseigan.

In the next moment, her Rinne-Sharingan activated.

Ōtsutsuki Toneri’s heart shuddered.

If before, Ōtsutsuki Kaguya had only given him a sense of bloodline suppression, now he felt something far more terrifying—the certainty that she could annihilate him in an instant.

This level of power was absolutely monstrous!

Even with the Tenseigan, he would be utterly crushed.

"If they’re caught off guard, there’s a high chance they’ll be severely injured."

Ōtsutsuki Kaguya withdrew her hand and stated.

The reason she said "high chance" was because Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki and his group were no pushovers. With their mastery over space-time, they might still evade the trap.

"That’s enough."

Hanekawa understood her meaning.

No trap was ever guaranteed to work.

"You’ll remain on the moon and wait for them."

Hanekawa turned to Ōtsutsuki Toneri.

"Understood."

Having witnessed Ōtsutsuki Kaguya’s power, Toneri no longer dared any defiance.

"They won’t arrive for several more years."

Hanekawa was satisfied with his compliance. "Until then, you can seek out Tsukihime. She can take you to the Pure Land to meet your clan."

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

Ōtsutsuki Toneri’s voice trembled with excitement.

The Ōtsutsuki clan on the moon—his people—had perished in a conflict between the main and branch families.

As the sole survivor, he had lived alone on the moon for years. The chance to reunite with his parents and kin filled him with overwhelming joy.

"I always reward merit and punish faults."

Hanekawa’s tone was calm but carried an unspoken warning.

"I understand."

Ōtsutsuki Toneri grasped the underlying message.

"Yomotsu Hirasaka!"

A dark portal materialized before them.

"Farewell, Ancestors."

Ōtsutsuki Toneri bowed respectfully.

Hanekawa took Ōtsutsuki Kaguya’s hand, and the two stepped through the portal.

They reappeared in the Hokage’s office.

"Suddenly, I feel like there’s nothing left to do."

Hanekawa leaned back in his chair, sighing.

With the shinobi world at peace, there were no longer any threats requiring his intervention.

The only thing left was to wait—for Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki’s arrival.

But that was still over a decade, maybe two, away.

The thought made him realize just how idle he had become.

That is, until he looked up and saw that Ōtsutsuki Kaguya had already found him a new "task."

"Come here."

Hanekawa smirked at the sight of her standing before him, unclothed.

Time passed swiftly.

Half a year later, Hanekawa’s three children were born—each from Ōtsutsuki Kaguya, Tsunade, and Yuuhi Kurenai.

Another year later, after relentless persuasion, Hanekawa finally married Nohara Rin, followed soon after by Samui and Mei Terumī.

Ōtsutsuki Kaguya, having already married him once, didn’t go through another ceremony.

But through Hanekawa’s efforts, she gradually integrated into Tsunade and Kurenai’s circle.

Twelve years later, early morning.

Hanekawa stirred in his sleep, feeling an unusual sensation on his thigh.

His eyes fluttered open.

Mei Terumī gazed down at him, a playful smile on her lips as she traced circles on his leg with her black silk-clad foot.

"Awake now?"

She licked her crimson lips teasingly.

Hanekawa didn’t answer. Instead, he sat up abruptly and pulled her into his arms.

Mei’s smirk froze.

It took her a full three seconds to recover.

"Y-You—since when did you get so bold?!"

She huffed, cheeks flushing.

"Isn’t this what you wanted when you woke me up so early?"

Hanekawa chuckled, his hand gliding over the smooth curve of her bare back.

"W-Who said that?!"

Mei’s face burned brighter, but she refused to admit it.
  

  "Really now?"

Hanekawa's hands slid downward, cupping Mei's hips.

Mei instinctively covered her mouth—she knew what was coming and didn't want to wake the others with her unrestrained reactions.

But her muffled sounds still reached Samui.

Samui yawned, long accustomed to their early morning antics.

She glanced out the window.

The sun hadn't fully risen yet, its warmth still distant.

Her gaze shifted back to Hanekawa and Mei, tangled together.

The reason she and Mei woke up first wasn’t because they’d grown stronger—it was because they hadn’t been the "main force" last night.

That honor always went to Ōtsutsuki Kaguya and Tsunade.

The rest of them—Samui, Mei, Yuuhi Kurenai, and Nohara Rin—were merely support.

Samui didn’t mind.

At least playing support wasn’t as exhausting.

Suddenly, she noticed Mei’s expression twist.

Having been teammates for over a decade, Samui recognized the signs—Mei was reaching her limit.

Without hesitation, Samui sat up and moved behind Hanekawa, wrapping her arms around him.

Mei collapsed onto the floor, gasping.

Hanekawa felt the soft press of Samui’s skin against his back.

He turned immediately, meeting her calm blue eyes.

"Samui."

Hanekawa reached out, stroking her hair.

Samui understood instantly, parting her lips slightly.

Hanekawa exhaled—then suddenly raised a brow.

His attention snapped to Nohara Rin, who was lying just within arm’s reach.

A smirk tugged at his lips as he pressed a hand against her pale thigh.

"Ha-Hanekawa…?"

Rin could no longer pretend to sleep and blinked awake.

"Rin."

Hanekawa’s voice was low. "Help Samui."

Rin’s face flushed as she watched Samui’s rhythmic movements, but she nodded shyly.

"You two spoil him too much. You should refuse such unreasonable demands."

Tsunade’s exasperated voice cut through the air.

But Samui and Rin were in no state to respond.

"Sensei, you’re up early today?"

Hanekawa glanced over his shoulder.

"What’s that supposed to mean?"

Tsunade narrowed her eyes. "Are you mocking me?"

"Of course not!"

Hanekawa backpedaled. "I was just worried you didn’t get enough rest."

"Worry about yourself!"

Tsunade huffed.

At least she had slept.

Hanekawa, on the other hand, had been "busy" from dawn till dusk—nonstop.

"Sensei…"

Hanekawa coughed. "I kinda miss your embrace."

"Dream on."

Tsunade sat up. "The kids will wake soon. Since you’re… occupied, I’ll make breakfast."

"No need to trouble yourself, Sensei."

Hanekawa shook his head. "Kurenai can handle it."

"Kurenai?"

Tsunade turned—only to find Yuuhi Kurenai already awake and slipping out of bed.

"I’ll cook."

Kurenai smiled, leaving without another word.

The children adored her cooking—second only to Hanekawa’s.

Tsunade’s meals, meanwhile, were… edible. Barely.

"…"

Before Tsunade could protest, Kurenai was gone.

With a growl, she marched over to Hanekawa, grabbed his head, and shoved it into her chest—then rapped her knuckles against his skull.

Hanekawa’s world went dark, buried between two soft, punishing peaks.

He couldn’t speak, couldn’t move—just endured Tsunade’s "lesson."

But her dominance was short-lived.

The moment Hanekawa broke free, he flipped her onto the sheets and "educated" her thoroughly.

10:00 AM.

Hanekawa stepped out of the room alone.

Tsunade, Rin, and Samui had already drifted back to sleep—catching up on lost rest.

He made his way to the dining hall, a grand palace-like annex reserved for meals.

Inside, chaos reigned.

Six children—having finished breakfast—were playing loudly.

"Papa!"

They swarmed Hanekawa the moment he entered.

"Good morning."

He grinned, ruffling their hair.

All six were his.

The eldest, his daughter with Tsunade, was now twelve.

The youngest, Samui’s daughter, had just turned nine.

"No school today?"

Hanekawa glanced at Kurenai, lounging on the sofa.

"You forgot? It’s your students’ graduation day."

Kurenai smirked. "If you don’t hurry, you’ll miss it. They might never forgive you."

Hanekawa had forgotten.

But he blamed Mei.

If she hadn’t "distracted" him this morning, he’d already be at the Shinobi Academy.

"I’m off."

With that, he vanished.

The modern education system was split into two tiers:

Shinobi Academy (Ages 6–12) – Basic ninja training.

Shinobi Sect (Ages 12–18) – Advanced studies (combat, politics, governance).

When Hanekawa arrived, Hyūga Hinata, Uchiha Sasuke, and their class were mid-ceremony.

Rather than interrupt, he headed for the announcement board.

Grades were posted publicly—a far cry from the old Academy’s simplistic "three jutsu" graduation exam.

The Shinobi Sect evaluated students by specialization.

For example:

Hyūga Hinata had chosen Administration, aiming to become the Hokage’s aide.

Uzumaki Naruto…

Hanekawa’s brows shot up.

Naruto was ranked first in his class.

That… wasn’t the Naruto he remembered.

  But upon closer thought, it made sense.

The current Uzumaki Naruto had both parents alive and guiding him.

Under their care, he naturally hadn’t developed the "dead-last" attitude from the original timeline.

Besides, this ranking was a comprehensive evaluation—both academic and combat.

Academically, Uchiha Sasuke and Hyūga Hinata slightly outperformed Naruto.

In combat, however, Naruto had the edge.

Thus, the final standings:

Uzumaki Naruto

Uchiha Sasuke

Hyūga Hinata

Personally, Hanekawa believed Hinata was stronger.

But her gentle nature made it hard for her to go all-out against her teammates.

Over the past twelve years, with little else to do, Hanekawa had frequently visited the Shinobi Sect to personally train his three students.

Now, they stood among the elite of the jōnin ranks.

1. Uzumaki Naruto

In the original timeline, Naruto’s Nine-Tails chakra made him infamous for monstrous stamina.

But now, with all Tailed Beasts living freely, there was no need to seal Kurama inside him.

Even without the Nine-Tails, his talent was staggering.

Under Hanekawa’s guidance, he mastered:

Sage Mode

Flying Thunder God Technique

Eight Gates Formation

2. Uchiha Sasuke

As an Uchiha, his growth relied on the Sharingan.

Though his parents were alive (unlike the tragic past), Naruto remained his rival.

After a brutal defeat by Naruto’s Eight Gates, Sasuke awakened his Mangekyō Sharingan.

Later, with Hanekawa’s help, he:

Grafted Hashirama’s cells, unlocking Wood Release.

In short, Sasuke now wielded both the Mangekyō and Wood Style.

While an Uchiha using Wood Release was bizarre, Fugaku and the clan celebrated—they saw it as a path to Sasuke becoming the next Hokage.

3. Hyūga Hinata

In the original story, she lagged far behind Naruto and Sasuke.

But that didn’t matter—Hanekawa was her cheat code.

After having her bloodline purified, Hinata effortlessly mastered the Hyūga’s Gentle Fist.

Then, Hanekawa introduced her to Ōtsutsuki Kaguya.

With Kaguya’s help, Hinata awakened the Tenseigan.

Now, she had mastered all its abilities—including the Tenseigan Chakra Mode.

Hanekawa skimmed the rest of the rankings, spotting familiar names:

Nara Shikamaru

Yamanaka Ino

Aburame Shino

Inuzuka Kiba

Haruno Sakura
…and even ninja from other villages:

Deidara

Kurotsuchi

Gaara

In short, this generation gathered all the prodigies from the Five Great Nations.

Thirty minutes later, the graduation ceremony ended.

Students streamed out of the academy.

To avoid causing a stir, Hanekawa concealed his presence—but left just enough trace for his three students to detect him.

(Their skills far surpassed their peers, after all.)

Hinata noticed him first.

She hurried over, her steps light.

Hanekawa’s eyelid twitched.

At eighteen, Hinata’s figure had outstripped most girls her age—second only to Tsunade and Samui. It was… distracting.

"Sensei."

She smiled softly.

"How does it feel to graduate?"

Hanekawa pinched her cheek playfully.

"I-It’s nice."

Her face flushed.

"You’re still so shy."

Hanekawa chuckled. "That won’t do, you know."

"I’ll… work harder!"

She met his eyes, then quickly looked down, her voice trembling.

Hanekawa smirked.

Is this little disciple trying to rebel?

She wasn’t this flustered around anyone else.

His stance? Let things unfold naturally.

If it came to that… he wouldn’t refuse.

(He’d always had a soft spot for Hinata in his past life, after all.)

"Sensei!"

Naruto’s booming voice cut in.

Behind him, Sasuke trailed silently—still sulking over his second-place finish.

"Did you see, Sensei? I’m #1!"

Naruto flashed a sparkling grin. "This is the power of YOUTH!"

Hanekawa’s eye twitched.

I never should’ve asked Might Guy to teach him the Eight Gates.

Now Naruto had picked up some… questionable habits.

Thankfully, Kushina and Minato kept him from becoming a second Guy.

  "Congratulations on taking first place," Hanekawa said with a nod before adding, "But graduation is just the beginning. Your journey has only just started."

"Sensei is right," Sasuke interjected coolly. "I’ll surpass Naruto eventually."

"No way in hell!" Naruto shot back instantly.

"Words mean nothing without action," Hanekawa remarked, pulling out three scrolls. "These are your assignments."

"Thank you, Sensei!" The trio accepted their scrolls in unison.

Hinata eagerly unrolled hers, and a small, delighted smile tugged at her lips.

She had been appointed as the Hokage’s assistant-in-training, working directly under Samui.

If she performed well, the "trainee" tag would be dropped, making her the official secretary.

The thought made her heart flutter—until she accidentally met Hanekawa’s gaze and quickly looked away, her pulse racing.

"What’s yours, Sasuke?" Naruto leaned over curiously.

"Commander of the Cursed Seal Corps," Sasuke replied, a hint of pride in his voice.

Even as a deputy, landing such a prestigious role fresh out of graduation was unheard of in the shinobi world.

"Guess we’re coworkers now!" Naruto grinned, extending a hand.

"You’re in the Cursed Seal unit too?" Sasuke’s expression froze.

"Nope!" Naruto shook his head. "I’m heading the Summoning Beast Division."

Hanekawa had tailored their roles perfectly:

Hinata, who disliked combat, was suited for administration.

Sasuke, unable to master Sage Mode, thrived with cursed seals.

Naruto, inheriting Jiraiya’s legacy, would bridge Mount Myōboku and Ryūchi Cave.

"Take two days off, then report to your units," Hanekawa said, clapping them on the shoulders.

"Yes, Sensei!" they chorused before departing.

As Hanekawa turned to leave, a sudden jolt of awareness made him pause. His eyes widened.

Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki. Ōtsutsuki Kinshiki. Ōtsutsuki Urashiki.

They’re here.

…And way ahead of schedule.

He dismissed the thought. Early or not, their arrival was a relief—like removing a sword dangling over his head.

"They’ve landed on the moon," Kaguya materialized beside him.

While Hanekawa sensed them through system perks, Kaguya relied on raw power.

"Mask our presence. We’re going up," he said, gripping her hand. In an instant, they vanished.

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The desolate moon.

Momoshiki, Kinshiki, and Urashiki touched down.

"A planet formed by Chibaku Tensei," Momoshiki observed calmly. "We’re in the right place."

"Come out." Urashiki’s eyes shifted to blue Rinnegan as he flicked his wrist.

An invisible force yanked Ōtsutsuki Toneri before them.

"Ōtsutsuki blood? …No, just a defective byproduct," Urashiki sneered after a glance.

"Pathetic. Kaguya actually bred with inferior lifeforms," Momoshiki muttered in disgust.

"Where is Ōtsutsuki Kaguya?" Urashiki loomed over Toneri. "Speak, or you’ll become a chakra pill."

"Divine ones, I was left here to guard the Great Tenseigan she created," Toneri lied smoothly, bowing. "Her whereabouts are beyond my station."

"Great Tenseigan?" Momoshiki’s gaze snapped toward the palace, sensing dense ocular energy.

"Yes," Toneri spun the tale. "She slaughtered my clan to harvest their Byakugan for it—likely to use against you."

"So that’s her plan," Urashiki smirked. "Let’s see this ‘weapon.’"

Momoshiki nodded, and the trio strode inside. The massive golden eye loomed before them.

"Impressive," Momoshiki admitted. "All her scheming has gifted us instead."

Their mission had two goals:

Punish Kaguya for violating Ōtsutsuki laws.

Harvest the planet’s chakra for the Divine Tree.

Now, with the Great Tenseigan’s power, their task just got easier.

  2. Collect the Nine Tailed Beasts and sufficient chakra to replant the Divine Tree.

The Great Tenseigan, condensed from the Byakugan and ocular power of the moon's Ōtsutsuki clan, contained terrifying levels of chakra.

For Momoshiki and his team, this was an irresistible windfall—a gift from the heavens.

"I'll secure the Great Tenseigan first."

Momoshiki reached out.

As the strongest of the three, he was the de facto leader. Urashiki bristled internally but suppressed his discontent.

The moment Momoshiki touched the Great Tenseigan—

His calm expression shattered.

Nine Truth-Seeking Orbs materialized around the giant eye, merging into a single golden sphere.

"Gudōdama: Kongōshinpū!"

A blinding flash erupted, morphing into a golden longsword that impaled Momoshiki's torso.

Blood sprayed.

"AAAGH—!"

Momoshiki's scream echoed.

"What?!"

Urashiki recoiled—equal parts shock and relief that he hadn't been the one to trigger the trap.

But an Ōtsutsuki wouldn't die so easily.

Momoshiki's right palm split open, revealing a Rinnegan.

Invisible suction flared, draining the golden sword's radiance.

His left Rinnegan could absorb any ninjutsu or chakra, repurposing it as his own.

"Damn it!" Momoshiki panted. "This trap... it has to be Kaguya's work—"

A Flying Thunder God seal hidden on the Great Tenseigan pulsed.

Hanekawa materialized before them.

"Shinju: Kōmotsu Hakari!"

His Rinne-Sharingan blazed to life without hesitation.

"That's a Rinne-Sharingan?!" Urashiki yelled. "Watch out!"

As Ōtsutsuki, they knew only consuming a Divine Tree's fruit could awaken that eye.

But why did this unknown human wield it instead of Kaguya?

What the hell happened to this world?!

No time to ponder. Six bone projectiles split into three volleys, rocketing toward each of them.

"Takamimusubinokami!"

Momoshiki retaliated by reflecting the earlier Gudōdama blast.

"Intangibility!"

Kinshiki's Byakugan activated, teleporting him away.

"Origami Shunshin!"

Urashiki's body dissolved into paper cranes, dodging two bones—

Only to reform and immediately sense impending doom.

Space distorted.

"Hakugeki: Yasogami Kūgeki!"

Eighty vacuum fists pummeled him from all directions—Ōtsutsuki Kaguya's ambush.

Staggered from his teleport, Urashiki took every hit.

"Guh—!"

He hurtled backward, robes shredded, blood seeping through.

"Ōtsutsuki Kaguya?!"

Momoshiki's voice cracked with disbelief.

Her forehead bore the same Rinne-Sharingan.

Two Divine Tree fruits had been consumed here.

"Karasuki!"

Hanekawa flicked a turtle-shaped artifact at Urashiki. Golden light erupted—

Space quaked.

Urashiki vanished from the timeline.

"The Ōtsutsuki relic 'Karasuki'?!" Momoshiki's composure broke further.

"Correct."

Hanekawa smirked.

With Urashiki erased from the present, the fight became 2v2—and Momoshiki was already wounded.

Advantage: overwhelming.

"You... knew we were coming?" Momoshiki hissed.

"Kaguya," Hanekawa ignored him, "handle the fat one."

"YOU DARE DISREGARD ME?!"

Momoshiki's pride ignited.


"Shinra Tensei!"

Momoshiki's palm thrust forward.

A tsunami of repulsive force—like an invisible meteor shower—rained toward Hanekawa.

Hanekawa blinked out of existence.

Reappearing above Momoshiki, he swung down both fists.

"Hakugeki: Yasogami Kūgeki!"

The resulting shockwave twisted space itself.

Momoshiki sneered.

"Time Freeze."

Hanekawa locked mid-air.

"DIE!"

Momoshiki hurled chakra rods at his heart—

CLANG!

Time snapped back, the freeze reversing onto Momoshiki instead.

Hanekawa's S-rank trait "I Am Myth" had overwritten the effect.

Two temporal powers clashed—but Hanekawa's superior strength decided the outcome.

"Impossible?!"

Momoshiki's eyes widened in horror.

Time manipulation—even among the Ōtsutsuki, such abilities were exceedingly rare.

Yet this human not only possessed it… but outmatched him.

"Golden Wheel Reincarnation!"

Hanekawa activated his Tenseigan Chakra Mode.

The golden sword reformed—piercing Momoshiki's heart in a single thrust.

Blood gushed like a waterfall.

Momoshiki's survival instincts screamed.

"Shinra Tensei!"

Repulsive force erupted anew.

"Inu no Kenzō!"

A dragon-headed serpent monster materialized behind Hanekawa.

Caught between both attacks, Hanekawa retreated.

Momoshiki seized the chance to absorb the golden sword with his Rinnegan—but his wounds remained.

Two gaping holes bled freely.

Were it not for the Ōtsutsuki's immortality, he'd have collapsed already.

A pained shriek echoed.

Momoshiki looked up—

And saw a thousand-armed Kannon statue blotting out the sky.

"…What?"

His face twisted in confusion.

What fresh hell is this?!

Nothing in this world made sense anymore—especially this monstrous human, Hanekawa.

"Sage Art: Thousand Hand Buddha!"

Hanekawa didn't care about his thoughts. The statue moved.

A thousand fists rained down.

The dragon-serpent shattered in two seconds.

"Kijigari!"

Momoshiki summoned a colossal firebird—

Only for it to meet the same fate.

The Kannon's shadow loomed.

Each fist carried enough force to reshape mountains.

"CRIMSON SPIRAL!"

Momoshiki roared, unleashing all his chakra.

A sun-like red Rasengan formed above him, vaporizing the first hundred fists—

But the statue had nine hundred more.

"Yomotsu Hirasaka!"

Hanekawa appeared behind Momoshiki.

Another golden sword thrust—

"I WON'T FALL FOR THIS THRICE!"

Momoshiki split his focus—one hand maintaining the spiral, the other revealing a crimson Rinnegan.

"Shockwave!"

A blade of compressed air sheared toward the sword.

(In the original timeline, this technique sliced the Divine Tree in half.)

"Time Reversal."

Hanekawa activated his S-rank trait: Time Master.

The shockwave rewound.

The golden sword struck true.

"GAAAAH—!"

Momoshiki's scream was raw agony.

This wound dwarfed the prior two—both physically and psychologically.

With his focus broken, the crimson spiral collapsed.

The Kannon's remaining fists pummeled him into the moon's crust.

When the dust settled, Momoshiki lay unconscious in a crater—but still alive.

Because Ōtsutsuki durability.

Hanekawa hauled him to Mount Myōboku and tossed him toward the Divine Tree.

Roots swarmed Momoshiki like hungry vipers.

[S-rank Trait: Peach Plucker]
[Condition: Defeat Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki]
[Effect: Steal his ocular abilities.]

Hanekawa smirked.

Not bad.

Momoshiki's time freeze and crimson spiral would make fine additions.

A portal opened.

Kaguya emerged, dragging an unconscious Kinshiki.

(The weakest of the trio, Kinshiki had been reduced to a chakra fruit in the original timeline. Against dual-fruit Kaguya, he stood no chance.)

The Divine Tree consumed him too, its crown now sprouting two flower buds—

Two Divine Fruits.

"Kaguya," Hanekawa stared at the tree, "I’ll take both."

"…?"

She tilted her head.

She’d assumed they’d split them.

"Trust me."

Hanekawa met her gaze. "I’ll return one after consuming them."

With both fruits, his system would synthesize the Ōtsutsuki God trait—granting him transcendent power.

Creating a new fruit afterward would be trivial.

Kaguya held up ten fingers.

"Deal."

Hanekawa laughed. "Ten days it is."

"Ten years."

She corrected.

"Hah?!"

His smile froze.

Ten years?!

He could manage, but… that was excessive.

"Won’t you get bored?"

He deadpanned.

"Not with you."

Her monotone delivery made it sound like a weather report, not a confession.

"Then we’ll stay together—" Hanekawa kissed her cheek, "—for ten years, ten millennia, forever."