bioinnovel Chapter 568 This is impossible, Kushina loves me!
Chapter 568 This is impossible, Kushina loves me!
Seeing her merciless manner and hearing her hurtful words.
A surge of intense panic welled up in Minato Namikaze's heart, leaving him at a loss for what to do.
He took a step forward, grabbed Kushina's wrist, and gathered a small amount of chakra in his fingers, which seeped into Kushina's body, traveling along her meridians to carefully examine her mental state.
He wanted to find the reason for her change, to find a trace of the illusion... He believed that Kushina was under the influence of an illusion, and that none of this was her true feeling.
"No, something's wrong with you, Kushina! You must be under a genjutsu!"
His tone became urgent, his eyes filled with anxiety and panic. His chakra carefully probed every trace of mental fluctuation within her body, afraid of missing any abnormality or overlooking any trace of illusion.
He stared intently into Kushina's eyes, his gaze filled with pleading and urgency, his voice trembling slightly: "Tell me, did someone cast a genjutsu on you? Was it the Uchiha Mitsuru? It must be him, right? What did he do to you? Did he use some insidious genjutsu to control you?"
The results of the investigation, however, stunned him instantly. The anxiety in his heart was replaced by immense bewilderment and despair, and even his breathing became heavy.
Kushina's mental state was incredibly stable, with no trace of genjutsu remaining in her body, no signs of being manipulated, and she was even more clear-headed and resolute than ever before. Her indifference, her decisiveness, her aloofness, and her disgust were not things that genjutsu could control; they were choices made from her heart, decisions made after careful consideration.
Minato's fingers trembled slightly, and the grip on Kushina's wrist loosened a little. The anxiety and urgency in his eyes gradually faded, leaving only disbelief and confusion, like a lost child, at a loss, not knowing what to do.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say. His throat was so dry and painful that he couldn't utter a single word.
"Let me go." Kushina Uzumaki frowned slightly, a hint of disgust and impatience flashing across her face. With a slight exertion of her wrist, she easily broke free from Minato Namikaze's restraints... Her strength was much greater than before, suggesting that she had been training diligently during this period.
She gently rubbed her wrist where it had been grabbed; a faint red mark remained, tinged with a slight pain. Her tone grew colder, her eyes filled with undisguised mockery, and a sarcastic smile curved her lips as she said, "I'll say it one last time: I'm not under an illusion. I'm perfectly clear-headed, clearer than you've ever been."
"Please leave and don't ever appear in front of me again, or don't blame me for being impolite... I can't guarantee that I'll be so gentle with you next time."
After saying that, she didn't look at Minato Namikaze again, nor at the salted bean cake in his hand that he hadn't accepted, as if it were just an insignificant piece of trash. She turned around and gave a wink to Chinatsu Uzumaki, who was standing silently to the side, her eyes conveying a hint of something.
Chinatsu Uzumaki quickly stepped forward, gently took Kushina's arm, and whispered, "Kushina, let's go inside. Don't waste time with irrelevant people."
Kushina nodded slightly, and the two walked together toward the room, their steps firm, without a single glance back, without a trace of lingering. The door was gently closed with a soft "click," but that soft sound was like a heavy hammer, slamming into Minato Namikaze's heart, shattering and destroying his last bit of luck and hope.
He stood alone in the courtyard, still holding the salted bean cake that hadn't been accepted. The warmth of the ebony box gradually dissipated, just like their friendship of more than ten years, slowly turning cold until it finally cooled completely.
His expression was bewildered and blank, his eyes empty, as if his soul had been ripped out. He stood motionless, oblivious to the petals falling, staring intently at the closed door, his eyes filled with despair and resentment.
He didn't know how much time had passed, until the wind in the courtyard gradually picked up, causing the petals of the vortex to dance in the air and his cloak to flutter loudly, before Minato Namikaze slowly came back to his senses.
The confusion and despair in his heart were instantly replaced by a surge of anger. That anger, mixed with resentment, grievance, the pain of betrayal, and the humiliation of being rejected, spread wildly and raged in his heart, almost threatening to devour him.
He turned his head sharply, his gaze as sharp as a knife, fixed on Uchiha Sanfeng, who had been standing quietly in the corner of the courtyard with a calm expression. The air pressure around him dropped instantly, and a cold killing intent emanated from him. The surrounding air seemed to stagnate, and even the sound of the wind became low and oppressive.
He bit his lower lip so hard that it turned white, and he even tasted a faint metallic taste of blood, all to suppress the almost uncontrollable rage in his heart.
He strode forward, his steps heavy and hurried, each step like a dull thud on a bluestone slab, causing the petals beneath his feet to tremble slightly. His fists clenched tightly, his knuckles turning blue, his nails digging into his palms, blood slowly trickling down his fingers and dripping onto the bluestone slabs, mingling with the falling pale purple petals, creating a striking contrast.
That slight stinging pain did not quell his anger; instead, it fueled it even more.
He stopped and stood in front of Uchiha Sanfeng, only a few steps away. He could clearly see the disdain in Uchiha Sanfeng's eyes.
His voice was filled with accusation and rage, as if squeezed out from between his teeth: "Uchiha Mitsunori, it must be you! You did this, didn't you? What did you do to Kushina? What insidious methods did you use to turn her into this? Give me back the Kushina I knew! Give her back!"
In his view, Kushina's sudden change must be related to the Uchiha Mitsurugi; he couldn't think of any other reason.
After all, Kushina gradually changed after the Uchiha Mitsunori got involved in the Uzumaki clan's affairs. She went from being confused, hesitant, and at a loss at first, to becoming taciturn, and now she is cold and decisive.
He stared intently at Uchiha Mitsunori, his eyes filled with rage and resentment, as if he wanted to see right through him, as if he wanted to devour him alive, in order to vent his anger and grievances.
His chakra became restless, showing signs of getting out of control... He had never been so angry, never so out of control.
Uchiha Mitsunori leaned against a stone pillar in the courtyard, his arms crossed, his posture languid and casual, his face expressionless, as if Minato Namikaze's rage and his questioning had nothing to do with him.
He looked at Minato Namikaze's furious and out-of-control state, a playful smile curving his lips, his eyes filled with disdain, even a hint of cold pity.
He spoke slowly, as if recounting a trivial matter unrelated to himself, yet also as if deliberately provoking Minato Namikaze: "I didn't do anything to her, I just used genjutsu to let her witness the horrific scene of the destruction of the Land of Whirlpools... Flames soared into the sky, corpses littered the fields, and the cries of her clansmen echoed everywhere. Those innocent old people and children were wantonly slaughtered by ninjas, their blood staining the land of the Land of Whirlpools and the rivers around them."
"I also showed her all the suffering the Whirlpool Clan endured on their exile journey, how those who died struggled in despair, and how they died of hunger and cold."
He slowly straightened up, his gaze growing increasingly profound, carrying a power that struck straight to the heart, piercing Minato Namikaze's heart.
"In the past, she was too well protected by Mito Uzumaki, like a delicate flower growing in a greenhouse. She had never experienced human suffering, never seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood, never felt despair and pain, and never truly understood what kind of responsibility she, as the successor of the Uzumaki clan, bore."
"She bears the hopes and grievances of her people, and the deep-seated hatred of her clan. Now, she has awakened, grown up, and finally understands what she should do and what she should bear. She has also finally seen through your cowardice and the escapism in your bones."
"That's impossible, Kushina loves me!"
Minato Namikaze shook his head violently, his head bobbing like a rattle-drum, his eyes filled with disbelief.