Sharingan Dojutsu: Space Jump

The word "Madam" fell into her ears, and a crimson flush spread across Uchiha Mikoto's fair neck at a speed visible to the naked eye, like the glow of sunset suddenly blooming over a snowfield.

Although she was a gentle maiden who had yet to experience the affairs of the world, she was also a ninja who acted with decisive ruthlessness, naturally lacking the delicate affectations of ordinary women.

The Uchiha trait of loving and hating with intensity was displayed to the fullest in Mikoto.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the drum-like pounding in her chest, and lifted her face, which had yet to lose its rosy hue.

A light of unyielding defiance flickered in her clear eyes as she met Uchiha Ren's smiling gaze, her voice crisp and clear.

"Even if you didn't bring it up, I would have demanded you teach me!"

"Your ninjutsu, genjutsu, taijutsu, ocular jutsu... everything you possess, I want to learn it all."

As her voice trailed off, a hint of playfulness flashed in the depths of her eyes, and the corners of her lips curled upward, "And then I'll defeat you, and see what you do then~"

"Madam Mikoto is truly greedy."

Ren chuckled softly, his arm already naturally wrapping around her slender waist.

Through the form-fitting combat suit, his palms could clearly feel the firm and supple curves of the muscles beneath the fabric.

The waist, shaped by years of training, lacked an ounce of excess fat; at this moment, it was slightly taut, outlining a breathtakingly graceful arc in his palm.

This intimate gesture made Mikoto's breath hitch; even through the combat suit, she could perceive the warmth and strength of his palms.

Her lithe waist seemed barely a handful within his arm, and the curves of her body pressed seamlessly against him, fully exposing the feminine charm usually concealed by battle.

Mikoto bit her lower lip, her eyes shimmering with a watery, alluring light.

The words of rebuke that reached her lips transformed into a soft, half-reluctant, half-shy hum.

This area was a private meeting spot for the young couple; in the past, when they met in secret, they would have Uchiha Yashiro or Uchiha Hazuki keep watch.

Now that their relationship was out in the open, it saved them quite a bit of trouble regarding their "covert dealings."

At least the two "sentries," who had been fed plenty of public displays of affection, could consider themselves honorably retired from their secret missions.

After a brief moment of intimacy, Ren's hand slid downward, gently taking hold of Mikoto's hand to lead her toward the shade of a tree used for resting.

"In our sparring just now, there was the 'Phoenix Sage Flower Nail Crimson Technique,' which seems to be an improvement on the 'Phoenix Sage Fire Technique,' as well as the 'Uchiha Wind-Slaying Sword Technique' that incorporates breathing methods."

He spoke briefly about their recent practice, his tone serious, "These are techniques that even ordinary ninjas can learn with enough effort. For us, who possess the Three Tomoe, learning them is not difficult, and you have already mastered them proficiently."

"Therefore, what I am going to teach you are the Uchiha secret techniques I created myself, which outsiders could never learn."

The Sharingan possesses three fundamental abilities: observation, replication, and hypnosis.

In a world with a low power level, it could be used entirely as a cheat code.

If tossed into the smutty novels everyone loves, it would be an artifact that crushes everything in its path.

The wielder possesses extraordinary insight, capable of observing chakra flow, casting and dispelling genjutsu, and replicating taijutsu and non-Kekkei Genkai ninjutsu.

The B-rank "Phoenix Sage Flower Nail Crimson Technique," derived from the C-rank "Phoenix Sage Fire Technique," is no exception.

Even the "Breath of Wind," which Ren obtained from the Cyan-White Stone Gate and originated from one of the five basic breathing styles of the "Demon Slayer Corps" in the world of [Demon Slayer], and which he successfully integrated into the chakra system to create the Wind-Slaying Sword Technique—a technique superior to the "Uchiha Flame Sword Leap"—

its foundation and trajectory could not escape the observation and replication of the Sharingan.

"What kind of Sharingan secret technique? Look at how smug you are."

Under the shade of the tree, Mikoto leaned over to open the picnic food box, taking out the breakfast she had carefully prepared one by one.

Listening to Ren's confident words, the girl's brows and eyes curved into happy crescents of their own accord as she handed a portion to him.

"It's still early, no need to rush the teaching; let's fill our stomachs first."

Mikoto ate in small bites, yet her gaze always lingered on Ren, and seeing him eat with such gusto, she felt completely satisfied.

From time to time, she would pour him juice or hand him a napkin, and Ren accepted it with ease, occasionally raising his eyes to share a smile with her.

The morning light was faint, and the tree shadows swayed.

This pair of human lovers had blossomed from childhood sweethearts into a true couple, while the other pair not far away was in the depths of misery.

"Ayan—how am I supposed to live without you!"

A shrill, mournful wail pierced the morning tranquility, startling the birds in the forest.

One could see that round, orange cat clinging tightly to the tree trunk, its face smeared with tears and snot, its fleshy paws frantically clawing at the bark as if experiencing a life-or-death separation.

High on the branch, the silver-spotted cat curled up elegantly.

Her fur, like moonlight, shimmered with a cool radiance in the dawn. She lowered her emerald-like eyes, looked at the orange cat making a fool of itself under the tree, and sighed softly.

"What on earth is this!"

The genjutsu Daju was trapped in was his deepest inner fear—the nightmare of being completely abandoned by Ayan.

In the illusion, he was watching Ayan's resolute back as she walked away, getting further and further, unreachable no matter how hard he chased.

"Can't even break free from a simple genjutsu..." Ayan raised her front paw and licked it in a leisurely manner.

"And you still have the audacity to dream of chasing me?"

Although she claimed to be disgusted, her tail swayed back and forth of its own accord.

Her gaze never left the orange ball of fur beneath the tree, which was crying its heart out.

Deep down, however, she was longing for the white moonlight she had never met—Matatabi.

One could only say that The Overbearing CEO Falls in Love With Me, a web novel for women, truly did a disservice to cats.

After a full meal, Ren watched as Mikoto neatly packed away the food container and obediently sat before him, looking ready to listen intently, a hint of a smile appearing in his eyes.

He composed his expression and spoke in a relaxed yet clear tone.

"What I am about to teach you is a technique developed based on the ocular power of the Sharingan—Space Jump."

"A space-time ninjutsu?"

Mikoto, who had originally expected Ren to explain the essentials of the Body Flicker Technique, widened her eyes in sudden astonishment, her voice laced with surprise.

"Is it like... the Flying Raijin created by Senju Tobirama and now carried forward by Namikaze Minato, a true technique of spatial displacement?"

Ren raised an eyebrow and answered crisply, "Correct, it is precisely that elusive space-time ninjutsu, and it is one that only we of the Uchiha Clan can perform by relying on the ocular power of the Sharingan!"

Over thousands of days and nights, Ren had been fortunate enough to obtain a third-tier transfer magic from the world of Overlord via the Cyan-White Stone Gate, known as "Dimension Move."

It was a low-level magic that only allowed the caster to teleport themselves and could not cover great distances, typically used for creating distance or escaping, putting it on the same level as a basic Fireball.

Because Ren could learn and activate otherworldly magic by relying on his mutated Sharingan ocular power, learning it was as effortless as learning the Great Fireball.

It had taken another two and a half years, and only recently had he managed to refine it into a standard Sharingan ocular technique: Space Jump.

This would be yet another trump card for the Uchiha Clan, a kekkei genkai ninjutsu that could not be replicated by the Sharingan alone.