At Uchiha Chen's command, Mikoto finally stopped struggling. He held her slender waist tightly, gently toyed with her hand, then spoke slowly. "You must continue playing your part well. In a month, I'll use Kotoamatsukami to control Fugaku. Then you'll be able to serve me wholeheartedly.
"Also, from now on, remember never to share a bed with the clan head again. Do you understand, my dear clan head's wife?" When he said "clan head's wife," Uchiha Chen deliberately enunciated each word, the wicked smile on his lips plain for all to see.
Feeling a tingling sensation at her waist, Mikoto didn't resist. Instead, she took the initiative and unfastened her vest, letting me do as I pleased. In her gentle yet firm voice, she replied, "I understand, Master. From now on, I won't let that man touch me again. I'll patiently wait for the day I can serve you."
Hearing her still call me Master, Uchiha Chen frowned slightly and let out a displeased "Hm." The strength of his hands gradually increased.
Mikoto seemed to sense my displeasure and immediately apologized, correcting herself. "I'm sorry, Chen. I forgot just now." Only after hearing her answer did Uchiha Chen's brow slowly relax.
He pulled his hand away with difficulty, but his gaze fell involuntarily on the disheveled clothes before him, especially the ones he had rumpled himself. A strange feeling surged through him, and his breathing grew heavier.
But just then, the image of Uchiha Fugaku about to return flashed through his mind, along with the perilous scene in which he'd nearly failed. Uchiha Chen immediately regained his composure. He took a deep breath and struggled to steady his breathing. Once it had evened out, he said to the woman before him, "I have to go. Clean everything up, and don't let anyone notice anything unusual."
Mikoto parted her cherry-red lips slightly, and her soft voice sounded like heavenly music. She crossed her arms over her chest, making her full, shapely breasts look even more enticing.
Uchiha Chen's breathing, which had only just calmed, grew ragged again. He had never had much self-control, and he'd just gone through a life-or-death ordeal. Seeing such a beautiful sight, he couldn't help pulling her into his arms once more.
Uchiha Chen gently cupped her face and savored her sweetness, while his right hand roamed over her body, enjoying the bliss of their skin touching. He couldn't indulge too much, lest he leave behind a trace, but even this was enough to soothe his longing a little. At last, he let go, satisfied, and murmured, "It won't be long before you're mine."
Starting tomorrow, send a Shadow Clone every day to wait for me in the cabin in the woods by the river outside the clan grounds before dusk. When I arrive, report every detail of the clan head's movements to me.
As he spoke, Uchiha Chen suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, Uchiha Fugaku awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan. Did you know?"
At the question, Mikoto looked startled. Her eyes widened, and she stared at Uchiha Chen in disbelief, asking in a trembling voice, "You mean...the legendary Mangekyo Sharingan?" Her words carried all her worry about the plan to control Fugaku.
She then shook her head slightly to show that she didn't know. Uchiha Chen had originally wanted her to find out whether Fugaku had truly awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan, and, if so, what its specific abilities were.
But then he remembered how carefully Uchiha Fugaku had kept it hidden all this time. By the end, perhaps only Uchiha Itachi would know the truth. There was little point in having her test him, so he decided to drop it.
After that, Uchiha Chen gave the woman before him a long, greedy look, then suppressed it all in an instant and turned sharply away. With a flicker, he disappeared from the room.
At the same time, a figure slowly emerged atop the courtyard wall. He warily scanned the surroundings, and, once he was sure no one had noticed him, vanished in a flash, gradually fading into the night.
Meanwhile, Mikoto, still basking in the lingering pleasure, watched me leave and quickly straightened her clothes and the bedding. She put everything back in order before Uchiha Fugaku returned home. Then she sat silently on the tatami mat in the bedroom.
A long while later, Mikoto finally raised a hand and gently touched the lips I had kissed. The sensation seemed to linger there, leaving her utterly intoxicated.
I'll wait for you, my Master, she silently repeated to herself. But when she heard a sound outside the door, she immediately suppressed her tangled thoughts and, in the blink of an eye, became the gentle, virtuous clan head's wife once more.
She smiled to welcome her lover—or perhaps the man who used to be her lover—and tenderly helped him remove the Jonin vest that symbolized his status. Then she began telling him about the day's amusing events. "Sasuke wet the bed again today, and Itachi accidentally got soaked too..." It was as though nothing had changed, and life remained as peaceful as ever.
But anyone who looked closely into Mikoto's eyes would notice that, though they were full of warmth, they held no emotion beneath the surface. It was as if an endless coldness lay hidden deep within.
Perhaps only those two children could receive a sliver of warmth from her heart. But even so, what could that little bit of warmth mean in front of her Master?
Meanwhile, under cover of the deep night, with the world around him silent, Uchiha Chen relied on his nimble movements and keen perception to evade every lookout and watcher. At last, in the dead of night, he returned to the secluded courtyard he had in the clan grounds.
Looking back on the dramatic day he'd had, he remembered how he had first crossed into this world and gained tremendous power beyond anything he'd imagined. Then the Hentai System had arrived, giving him wings and multiplying his strength. Back then, his eyes had shone with pride and absolute confidence.
But excessive confidence often turned into arrogance. Thinking of what had just happened at the clan head's home, he felt a trace of lingering fear. As his mind gradually settled, he realized that all he had to do now was patiently wait for the month to pass.
In truth, the so-called elders of the Uchiha Clan held little real power. After all, the strongest person was the clan head, and everything in the clan went according to his wishes. Thinking back to how easily the Uchiha Clan had been wiped out in the original story, external forces were certainly to blame, but Uchiha Fugaku's surrender and inaction were also important factors.
At the thought, his contempt for the clan head grew stronger. As the man who controlled his clan's fate, he had led the entire family into the abyss of destruction. What a ridiculous joke! He had possessed immense power and the support of countless clan members, yet he'd ended up in such a wretched state. He deserved it.
Since you're so useless, Fugaku, hand over your position as clan head, the clan members' loyalty, and your beautiful wife to me. At the thought, the smile on his lips grew ever more pronounced.