The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Chapter 375 Taking Down Kurotsuchi of Iwagakure

The night in the Water Kingdom's palace is tranquil and luxurious.

The figure of Uchiha Sanfeng appeared out of thin air at the end of the corridor, his fierce aura subsided by most of it, leaving only the composure and restraint of a king.

Upon seeing this, the passing maids bowed deeply, their heads bowed low, not daring to look directly at the monarch who had just returned from the border.

He pushed open the carved wooden door of the bedroom, and a faint fragrance of orchids wafted out, mingling with the steam from his bath, creating a refreshing yet ambiguous atmosphere.

On the carpet in front of the bed, Heitu was standing there, looking quite lively.

She had changed out of her Iwagakure ninja uniform and was now wearing a red, one-sleeved, tight-fitting bodysuit. Her bare right arm had smooth lines, making her skin appear even whiter and more delicate. The left sleeve was embroidered with dark gold cloud patterns, and the body-hugging design accentuated her slender curves, revealing her long, fair, and delicate legs, which were straight and thin.

In Iwagakure, she was usually confident and outgoing, but when facing the Uchiha Mitsuru, her innate enthusiasm was always suppressed by a strange shyness, turning into an unspeakable bashfulness.

He's finally back! Why does my heart race like it's going to explode the moment I see him?

The red bodysuit should suit me well, right? Will he think I'm too casual? No, Kurotsuchi, you're the pride of Iwagakure, you can't be so pathetic!

Upon hearing the door open, Heitu instinctively straightened his back.

But when she looked up and met Uchiha Mitsunori's gaze, the tips of her ears still involuntarily flushed red.

"Lord San... Mine, you're back."

Hei Tu deliberately maintained his usual confidence, but his tone still betrayed a subtle tension.

"Um."

Uchiha Mitsunori's voice was deep and pleasant, carrying the weariness of someone returning from the battlefield, but softening the moment he saw her: "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

His gaze swept over her red bodysuit, landing on her bare shoulders and long legs, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes.

Unlike the gentle beauty of other women, the beauty of Heitu carries a vibrant tension, like a burning flame, intense and dazzling.

He slowly stepped forward, each step feeling like he was stepping on the heart of the black soil.

Only when he stood before her, his tall figure casting her in shadow, did she dare to tilt her head slightly, his image reflected in her dark pupils, a mixture of curiosity and shyness in her eyes.

"Black Soil, are you afraid of me?"

Uchiha Mitsunori watched her feign composure, then gently brushed her cheek with his fingers. The warm touch sent a shiver down Kurotsuchi's spine, as if she had been struck by an electric current.

Kurotsuchi took a deep breath, shook his head, his heart trembling with excitement, but he forced himself to remain calm: "No... I'm not afraid. Although you are powerful, I, Kurotsuchi, am not a coward..."

Seeing her at a loss, yet still managing to maintain her confidence.

A hint of a smile flashed in Uchiha Mitsunori's eyes. He gently pulled her into his arms.

Heitu's body stiffened instantly, and she subconsciously gripped his clothes tightly. After a moment, she slowly relaxed and hesitantly wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Lord Mitsumine, why... why did you bring me back?"

She buried her face in his chest and murmured softly, her voice tinged with a mixture of uncertainty and fear of hearing a disappointing answer.

"Because... I think you're very beautiful... I want you to stay by my side..."

The warm breath brushed against the top of his head, and Heitu's cheeks instantly burned, his heart pounding wildly.

She looked up, her dark eyes sparkling with anticipation, and mustered her courage to ask, "Then... then which type are you?"

Looking at her serious expression, Uchiha Mitsunori's smile gradually faded, replaced by utter seriousness: "Both, and neither."

He raised his hand, his fingertips gently tracing her eyebrows and eyes, his movements tender: "I saw the stubbornness in your eyes, I saw the shyness beneath your feigned reluctance, I saw your... love for me."

"I don't......"

Kurotsuchi instinctively retorted, but when she met his unwavering gaze, she gradually lowered her head: "I just... ever since I saw you at the Ninja World Tournament a long time ago, I've thought you were amazing... The way you stood on the battlefield was particularly dazzling."

"Just impressive?"

Uchiha Mitsunori pressed, gently lifting her chin with his fingertips, forcing her to look up at him: "Then why didn't you really struggle when I hugged you? Why were your eyes full of joy when I told you I liked you?"

Heitu was speechless at his question and could only stare at him blankly, his eyes gradually reddening.

He revealed this long-hidden secret in one sentence, and shame, grievance, and joy intertwined.

"I... I just love you! From the first time I saw you, when I saw you protecting the Land of Water like a god, I loved you! But we are enemies. I am from Iwagakure, and you are the ruler of the Land of Water... I've always been afraid to say it, afraid that you would laugh at me, afraid that we wouldn't even have this kind of relationship!"

Before she could finish speaking, her warm lips gently covered Sanfeng's.

It was a tender and lingering kiss, filled with comfort and affection.

Heitu's mind went blank for a moment, and all his worries and anxieties vanished in that instant.

She slowly closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her hands unconsciously wrapped around his neck, responding to his kiss with a shy yet passionate response.

Her usual confidence and enthusiasm erupted at this moment; she no longer suppressed her emotions and fully enjoyed his tenderness.

He kissed me! So he likes me too! All my worries are gone now. I just want to hold on to him and this hard-won happiness!

As they kissed, the fragrance of orchids grew stronger.

Uchiha Mitsunori hugged her tighter, and after what seemed like an eternity, he slowly released her: "Fool, so what if we're enemies? The grudges of the ninja world have nothing to do with you and me. All I know is that I love you and want you to stay by my side."

Kurotsuchi's eyes shone brightly, her former confidence and enthusiasm restored: "Lord Mimine, are you serious? No matter how much Grandpa objects, no matter what the ninja world says, you'll stay with me?"

"certainly."

Sanfeng raised his hand and gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips, his voice as gentle as water: "Don't cry. From now on, with me here, no one can hurt you, and no one can make you suffer."

"But Grandpa..." Kurotsuchi's tone still carried some concerns, after all, Onoki was the person closest to her.

"I'll handle Ohnoki's situation."

Uchiha Mitsunori's eyes were resolute: "He had Sasuke captured, and I kidnapped you. That debt is settled. If he dares to attack again, I won't hesitate to raze the entire Iwagakure village to the ground."

His tone of voice was full of unquestionable domineering authority, which made Heitu feel extremely at ease.