What Are You Going to Do to Me?

Yemo suddenly looked up and stared intently at Chiyuki. He had to admit that Chiyuki Uzumaki was incredibly beautiful. Her features were exquisite and flawless, like a work of art meticulously sculpted by God. She looked different from every angle. She was simply stunning.

Seeing that Yemo remained silent, Chiyuki Uzumaki looked up and found that Yemo was staring intently at her. An angry Chiyuki Uzumaki blushed instantly and said shyly, "Hey, what are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at a fairy," Yemo blurted out his thoughts unconsciously.

Upon hearing this, Chiyuki Uzumaki felt even more ashamed, her cheeks flushing red like bright red apples. She cursed, "That lecherous scoundrel, that pervert!"

But for some reason, Chiyuki Uzumaki wasn't angry at all with Yemo; on the contrary, she was secretly delighted. Thinking of this, Chiyuki Uzumaki quickly shook her head and cursed Chiyuki Uzumaki, "What are you thinking? How could you believe this lecher's words?"

Just then, Yemo looked up and was immediately stunned. Chiyuki Uzumaki was extremely shy. Her snow-white skin was now tinged with a blush, making her look fair and rosy. Such beauty was beyond the reach of mortals. This kind of woman should only exist in heaven, and is rarely seen in the human world.

Noticing that Yemo didn't speak, Chiyuki Uzumaki looked up and saw Yemo staring at her blankly, and subconsciously chuckled.

The laughter startled Yemo, who realized his earlier behavior. Yemo blushed, a rare occurrence for him. He quickly released Chiyuki Uzumaki's hands, scratched the back of his head, and found himself at a loss for words, despite his usual sharp tongue.

Chiyuki quickly withdrew her hands. Her wrists had turned slightly red and still retained a faint warmth after being held by Yemo for so long.

For a moment, neither of them spoke, and the air became silent. Just now, it felt as if Chiyuki was the only person in the world. Yemo didn't know if it was love at first sight, but Chiyuki's mark had already been engraved in his heart.

Finally, Yemo broke the silence and explained, "I didn't lie about this matter. In fact, I had no need to lie. The Uzumaki Clan was wiped out, and only a few Uzumaki Clan survived. If I were lying, what would be the point of me calling myself the patriarch of the Uzumaki Clan?"

At this point, Yemo paused, then said, "To be honest, I have absolutely no interest in the Uzumaki Clan leader. First, the Uzumaki Clan is practically defunct; the clan leader is just a title. Second, as you know, I am now a ninja of Konoha."

She was too angry to think things through just now, but now that she's calmed down and thought about it carefully, Yemo is indeed right. The Uzumaki Clan is practically extinct, so what's the point of him replacing the patriarch of a destroyed clan?

Chiyuki asked, "Besides telling you to become the patriarch of the Uzumaki Clan, what else did Grandpa say?"

"I don't know about that," Yemo shrugged. "He threw me away to receive the fusion of bloodline power, and I have no idea what happened after that."

After thinking for a moment, Yemo said, "How about this, I'll simply give you the position of patriarch of the Uzumaki Clan. You're suitable in every way."

This isn't Yemo being pretentious; Yemo genuinely has no interest in the so-called patriarch of the Uzumaki Clan. Aside from the fact that the Uzumaki Clan is now practically defunct, Yemo doesn't feel much belonging to it. Moreover, he's currently considered a traitor by the Uzumaki Clan, so what qualifications does he have to become the patriarch?

Chiyuki is different. She is the granddaughter of the Great Elder, and her talent is obvious to all. Furthermore, she has great prestige within the Uzumaki Clan.

Shaking her head, Chiyuki refused, "This is Grandpa's decision. You are the patriarch of the Uzumaki Clan, and that's who you are. Besides, since Grandpa wants you to become the patriarch of the Uzumaki Clan, he must have his own reasons."

Yemo couldn't help but mutter, "There was no intention at all. That old guy was scheming against me even on his deathbed, leaving me with a mess and tying me to the Uzumaki Clan's ship."

Yemo spoke very softly, so Chiyuki could only hear him muttering and couldn't make out what he was saying. If he knew that Yemo his grandfather "old man," he would definitely be furious.

At that moment, Chiyuki Uzumaki stretched out her hand, "Give it to me!"

"What did you bring?" Yemo asked, puzzled. He didn't seem to have taken anything from her.

Chiyuki stood with her hands on her hips, glaring with her large, clear eyes, like the calm waters of autumn, and said, "You're still pretending. I was talking about the Demon Mask."

Yemo suddenly realized what it meant, and shook his head, saying, "No, I can't give you this Demon Mask. I know what you want to do, but the clan elder risked his life to seal Black Zetsu. If you release it, Black Zetsu will be released along with it. Moreover, this thing is extremely dangerous. For your safety, I absolutely will not give it to you."

Half of Black Zetsu's soul was sealed by the Reaper Death Seal, which was a huge blow to Black Zetsu, damaging his very foundation. Black Zetsu would definitely try his best to break the Reaper Death Seal. Based on Black Zetsu's experience, he knew that Reaper Death Seal was not a difficult problem. However, having a solution was useless; he needed the Death God Mask. Without the Death God Mask, no one could break the Reaper Death Seal.

Black Zetsu will definitely try every means to obtain the Death God Mask. If the Death God Mask is given to Chiyuki, she will be targeted by Black Zetsu, and Black Zetsu is no match for Chiyuki.

Hearing Yemo say it was for her safety, Chiyuki was secretly delighted, but outwardly she still appeared disdainful, saying, "My safety is my own responsibility, give me this now!" Yemo said, "No matter what, I won't give it to you." Chiyuki said, "Will you give it to me or not?" Yemo said, "Give up, I won't give it to you."

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me," Chiyuki said through gritted teeth, glaring at Yemo. If she weren't outmatched by this guy, she would have already attacked.

Yemo chuckled, unconcerned, and said, "Show me what you've got. The mask is in my hands."

Yemo knew Chiyuki's strength perfectly well; with Chiyuki abilities, there was absolutely no way she could have failed to snatch the Death God Mask from him.

"Is that so?" Chiyuki asked back, a meaningful smile on her face, just like a little fox.

For some reason, Yemo suddenly had a bad premonition, as if something terrible was about to happen. Suddenly, Yemo felt a wave of weakness wash over him. His expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly tried to mobilize his Chakra, but it was too late. The weakness spread throughout his body, and Yemo collapsed to the ground with a thud. The Death God Mask he was holding fell to the ground. Yemo tried to struggle, but he couldn't even lift a finger. His whole body was weak and limp.

Seeing Yemo fall, Chiyuki laughed triumphantly, a smug smile spreading across her face. She half-squatted down, picked up the Death God Mask from the ground, waved it in front of Yemo, and said smugly, "Weren't you so confident? You thought I could never get the Death God Mask no matter what. Now it seems I'm the one who's won in the end."

Staring intently at Chiyuki, Yemo said fearfully, "What do you want to do? I'm telling you, I don't have a girlfriend. You have to take responsibility."

"Pah! You lecherous scoundrel, what are you saying?" Chiyuki blushed instantly. What did Yemo mean by this bastard? He wanted her to take responsibility? How could such a beautiful girl like her like this pervert? Wait, that's not right, he didn't seem to have said she liked him. Oh dear... Chiyuki, what are you thinking?

Yemo had no idea that Chiyuki's heart was in turmoil because of his teasing remark. He asked curiously, "How did you manage to turn me into this?"

Chiyuki proudly took out a small black porcelain bottle and said, "This is a sleeping potion made by my grandfather. It releases an almost odorless gas into the air. Just half a minute in it will make even a ninja weak and powerless."

"This..."

Seeing the porcelain bottle in Chiyuki's hand, Yemo really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. He had actually been trapped by such a simple move; it was so embarrassing.