Comforting His Wife

As Feng pondered the wonderful prospect of everyone being happy, Uchiha Mikio suddenly spoke again.

"Feng, that little girl was beside us the whole time. I'll erase her memories so we don't expose ourselves."

He looked toward Feng's wife, Daimyo Aiko Hamuro, who had been quietly sitting in the corner reading, and walked toward her as he spoke.

"There's no need. Using genjutsu to erase memories can easily turn someone into an idiot.

"Aiko is my wife. We're of one mind, and I believe she won't go around talking."

Feng stopped Uchiha Mikio and tried to persuade him, his words carrying both intimidation and reassurance.

Aiko Hamuro, who had been able to hear Feng and the other man's conversation the entire time, had now buried her head in her book. The exposed parts of her body trembled nonstop, and a faint voice came from her.

"I... I... am very obedient. I... won't... tell anyone. Don't... turn me into an idiot.

"I... am Mr. Sekito's wife. Of course I'm... I'm... on Mr. Sekito's side."

She spoke with a tearful voice, stammering as fear and nervousness seeped through her tone.

The name she used for Feng was the one he had always used in public. Yet although Feng and Uchiha Mikio had already revealed his real name during their conversation, she had forgotten it in her terror.

Feng smiled when he heard that and said to Uchiha Mikio, "Senior, go back and rest first. Think carefully about the location of the Uzumaki Mask Hall, so we don't take the wrong road when it's time to go."

Uchiha Mikio understood that Feng was sending him away, so he tactfully vanished in a Body Flicker.

After Uchiha Mikio left, Feng casually walked over and sat beside his wife, Aiko Hamuro.

Looking at this little girl, who had only just turned fifteen and had been arranged by him to marry him as a tool, he felt a trace of guilt.

Although getting married at this age was perfectly normal in the Ninja World, Feng was not truly native to this world.

With one hand, he gently drew her into his embrace, while his other hand slowly stroked her back.

"There, there. Don't cry, and don't be afraid. Senior Mikio was only joking.

"Aiko is so cute. Who could bear to turn Aiko into a fool?

"Besides, I'm here. I'll protect Aiko. Whoever dares bully Aiko, I'll beat them up."

Feng gently comforted Aiko.

Even though Feng himself was the main culprit behind Aiko Hamuro's current state.

Yet without Feng, considering how unloved she had been in the Daimyo's household, her future would not have been much better than it was now.

Most likely, she would have been married off through a political alliance to some ambitious samurai. She would have lived the ordinary life of a samurai family in the Ninja World—either a plain, peaceful life, or a difficult existence as a samurai's widow.

Therefore, Feng felt no guilt whatsoever over changing Aiko's future.

After all, the future he gave Aiko might not have been what she wanted, but it was definitely superior to the future she would otherwise have had.

If Feng could let go of the moral values and worldview from his previous life, then by the standards of the Ninja World, he would not even need to feel guilty.

He could have enjoyed and accepted everything he had now with a completely clear conscience.

But Feng took pride in being a son of China before his transmigration. How could he possibly abandon the values and moral understanding his homeland had instilled in him?

So, he could only honestly carry that guilt while comforting Aiko Hamuro, who was now his wife.

When faced with Feng's comfort, Aiko Hamuro was initially stunned. She sat stiffly without daring to make any movements, allowing Feng to stroke her.

After quite some time, Aiko, whose body had gone numb from being tense for so long, finally moved.

She gently held one of Feng's hands with both of hers, leaned against him, and buried her head deeply in his chest.

"You... really... will protect Aiko? Will you always protect Aiko?" she asked softly.

She was a girl whose mother had died early, whose father had never cared about her, and whom no one had cherished or loved. Since childhood, she had often been bullied by her brothers and sisters.

With no one to teach her, Aiko Hamuro was not especially clever. Having long suppressed herself, denied herself, and sealed away her emotions, she also did not know how to get along with others.

But she was not stupid. She could tell right from wrong.

It was simply that people who grew up deprived of love could easily give their entire hearts in return for even the smallest bit of care.

What Feng was doing now was the despicable act of trading a little affection for all of someone else's sincerity.

And Aiko Hamuro clearly had the potential to fall for him.

Of course, Aiko had not fallen for him because of just a few words. From the time she married Feng until now, over the past several months, she had not been bullied. Feng had also continuously cared for and respected her. Gradually, she came to believe that Feng had saved her and began relying on him.

Now that she had fallen into fear and panic again, and Feng had comforted her once more, she finally regarded him as the only light in her life and tied her heart completely to him.

Naturally, Feng struck while the iron was hot and continued soothing her.

"As long as Aiko is obedient and can be a good wife, I'll always protect Aiko."

Hearing that, Aiko hugged him more tightly and buried her head even deeper. She nodded slightly. "Mm. Aiko will definitely be a good wife and obediently listen to Sekito."

"Mm, I believe in Aiko." Feng chuckled softly.

Late at night, after coaxing the increasingly clingy Aiko to sleep, Feng went alone to a secret chamber within the Daimyo Palace.

Tiger—Snake—Dog—Dragon. Once Feng finished forming the hand seals, he clasped his hands together and called out softly:

Impure World Reincarnation Jutsu, summon.

Two coffins slowly rose from the floor of the secret chamber. Inside lay Kushina Uzumaki and Tobirama Senju, both in their Impure World Reincarnation state, yet neither had been awakened.

Feng took out his last remaining Copy Card and erased the Flying Thunder God Technique — Tobirama Senju Version that had originally been copied onto it.

Once the Copy Card turned blank again, he placed it on the still-unawakened Tobirama Senju in his Impure World Reincarnation state and mentally simulated the copy—Dead Demon Consuming Seal.

...A moment later.

Staring at the still-blank Copy Card, Feng understood that this attempt had not gone as he hoped.

Tobirama Senju had never learned the Dead Demon Consuming Seal...

Greatly disappointed, Feng placed the Copy Card on Kushina Uzumaki instead. This time, as expected, he successfully copied the Dead Demon Consuming Seal.

But for Feng, having Kushina use the Dead Demon Consuming Seal was not a good option.

After all, if Kushina used the Dead Demon Consuming Seal to release the Yin Nine-Tails, who would seal the Nine-Tails into Feng's body?

Was he supposed to count on Tobirama Senju??

Feng had not yet reached such a desperate, self-destructive point.

So, the matter of sealing the Nine-Tails would have to be postponed.

Although Feng was disappointed by this result, he was not too surprised. He had already formed a new idea.

If Tobirama Senju did not know the Dead Demon Consuming Seal, then he could simply make him learn it.

With Kushina there to teach him, could a master of forbidden jutsu like Tobirama Senju really fail to learn it!?

However, there was still one extremely serious problem: Feng had to find a way to strengthen his control over those reincarnated through Impure World Reincarnation.

There was the example from the anime in his previous life, where Tobirama Senju had broken free from the control of Impure World Reincarnation on his own. Combined with Tobirama Senju's attitude toward the Uchiha...

Without absolute certainty, Feng would not dare release Tobirama Senju.

He casually replaced the jutsu on the Copy Card with the Flying Thunder God Technique — Tobirama Senju Version once more, then turned around and returned to his room to sleep.

Improving the Impure World Reincarnation Jutsu was not something that could be solved overnight, and he still had plenty of time.

At the very least, it was not urgent before the Uchiha clan massacre.