Extreme Corruption, the Shadow of a Second Defection

Extreme Corruption, the Shadow of a Second Defection

"Where am I?"

Sasuke slowly opened his eyes and stared at the unfamiliar white ceiling.

The smell of disinfectant filled his nostrils.

Every bone in his body felt as though it had fallen apart. Even the slightest movement sent tearing pain shooting through him.

His memories were still stuck on the moment Jirobo had stuffed him into that sealed wooden barrel in the forest.

The next second, the ward door was shoved open violently.

Naruto rushed in with his blond hair flying, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Sasuke! You're finally awake!"

Shikamaru, looking exhausted, and Sakura, whose eyes were red-rimmed, came in behind him.

Sasuke ignored Sakura's concerned gaze. He propped himself up and sat upright, his voice cold.

"Why am I here? Where are those Sound Ninja bastards?"

At those words, Naruto's expression abruptly turned strange.

Shikamaru's eyelid twitched as well, and the absurd scene from the previous night involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

For some reason, whenever they heard the words "Sound Ninja" now, they no longer thought of dangerous enemies, but several thick vines brimming with artistic flair.

"They were completely wiped out."

Shikamaru sighed, pulled over a chair, and sat down with a lifeless expression.

"Along with that Kimimaro they called in, the one who could pull out his bones. Chenshu Senju crushed them all."

Sasuke's pupils shrank sharply, his face filled with disbelief.

"Chenshu Senju?"

That guy who usually had no motivation and acted arrogant and overbearing?

Impossible.

He had experienced the Sound Four's strength firsthand. They were a monstrous team capable of easily crushing Hidden Leaf Village jonin.

How could Chenshu Senju possibly have done it alone?

"Chenshu Senju is a total freak!"

Naruto gestured wildly as he spoke.

"He made this huge, thick wooden dragon! It bit that Kimimaro guy once and made him vomit blood nonstop."

"Even that disgusting snake freak Orochimaru came out in the end, but Chenshu Senju slapped him so hard he flew dozens of meters! He got so scared he burrowed into the ground and ran away!"

The air fell into deathly silence.

Sasuke's mind completely crashed.

Orochimaru... had been beaten away?

By Chenshu Senju?

He had given up everything, severed every bond, and had even been willing to throw away his life just to seek out Orochimaru for power.

Yet Orochimaru, whom he had regarded as a god, could not even withstand a single slap from Chenshu Senju?

Absurd.

Too absurd.

Intense jealousy and helplessness gnawed at his heart like venomous snakes.

Just then, leisurely footsteps sounded from outside the door.

With his hands in his pockets, Chenshu Senju swaggered into the ward.

But the person who instantly drew everyone's attention was not him.

It was Tayuya, following behind him.

Today, Tayuya had taken off that humiliating maid outfit.

In its place was a tight pink nurse uniform with pitifully little fabric.

The skirt was so short it could barely cover the tops of her thighs.

Her upper body was especially eye-catching, her impressive breasts nearly bursting through the thin material.

The neckline hung wide open, revealing a deep, pale cleavage, with even the edge of her pink underwear faintly visible.

As she walked, the two massive soft mounds seemed to have springs inside them, bouncing violently through the air.

Gulp.

Naruto and Shikamaru swallowed in unison, their eyes wide and round.

Shikamaru roared inwardly.

This is insane.

What kind of heartless hospital issues nurse uniforms like this?

Tayuya was so embarrassed and furious that her face had gone completely red. She wanted nothing more than to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

"Boss, this crappy outfit is too tight. I can't breathe."

Tayuya bit her lip and covered her chest tightly with both hands.

That only pushed the already overflowing spectacle together even more, maximizing the visual impact.

Sakura glanced at Tayuya, then lowered her head to look at her own flat chest, deeply shaken.

"Of course you have to wear a nurse uniform when visiting a patient. It's called immersive sympathy."

Chenshu Senju spouted nonsense with a straight face.

He walked to the bedside, placed a basket of fruit on the table, and looked down at Sasuke's twisted expression.

"Well, the Hidden Leaf Village's rebellious little brat is awake?"

"Chenshu Senju..."

Sasuke glared at him, his voice practically squeezed out through clenched teeth.

Chenshu Senju paid no attention to his murderous glare.

He casually pulled over a chair and sat down, pointing at Tayuya behind him.

"Look. This is one of Orochimaru's subordinates, the guy you wanted to follow."

"Now she gets food and lodging in exchange for being my maid. She even poured out my foot-washing water yesterday."

Tayuya nearly ground her teeth to pieces.

Foot-washing water, my ass.

Sasuke's gaze fell on Tayuya.

He could clearly sense the chakra fluctuations within her, far surpassing those of a jonin.

Such a powerful ninja was being humiliated here like a plaything?

Then what did that make him?

If he had gone with the Sound Ninja yesterday, would he now just be one of Chenshu Senju's lackeys washing his feet?

His pride was being ground into the dirt.

"Are you trying to mock me?"

Sasuke clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his flesh, blood trickling down his palms.

"Did Hidden Leaf Village give you too little homework? Do you have nothing better to do all day than think about running away from home?" Chenshu Senju picked at his ear.

"A black-hearted capitalist who doesn't approve sick leave and doesn't even provide benefits—only an idiot like you would rush over to throw your life away for him."

"With that IQ, you'll never beat Itachi Uchiha in your life."

At the mention of that name, Sasuke completely snapped.

"Shut up! What do you know?! You don't understand the Uchiha's hatred at all!" Sasuke roared, his eyes bloodshot.

"I don't need to understand your teenage edgelord thought process."

Chenshu Senju stood and patted Sasuke on the shoulder.

"I only know that you're so weak now, I can't even be bothered to beat you up."

With that, Chenshu Senju yawned and casually called out to Tayuya.

"Let's go. Go home and massage my shoulders. I still have twenty thousand words to write today."

Tayuya followed behind him with a face full of humiliation. Before leaving, she fiercely glared at the brats in the room.

Just as she turned around—

Pop.

One of the buttons over the chest of her nurse uniform finally gave out and shot away.

A large expanse of astonishing pale flesh sprang free, rippling dramatically through the air.

Naruto's nosebleed sprayed out with a pfft, reaching a full meter before he toppled stiffly to the floor.

Shikamaru frantically pinched the spot beneath his nose.

After Chenshu Senju left, the ward returned to silence.

Sakura hurriedly tried to stop Naruto's bleeding.

Sasuke, sitting on the bed, looked like a stone statue that had lost its soul.

His chest heaved violently, and his breathing became incredibly heavy.

Wood Release.

A slap.

A servant maid.

Those words were like rusty saws, shredding what remained of his pride.

Chenshu Senju was not much older than him. Why did he possess the power to beat Orochimaru like a dog?

In this Hidden Leaf Village, filled with childish games of friendship and companionship, not only could he not catch up to Itachi, but now he could not even see Chenshu Senju's back.

If he stayed here, he would only ever remain a worthless joke.

No.

No matter who had defeated Orochimaru, as long as Orochimaru possessed forbidden power that could make him stronger quickly, he had to obtain it.

Even if it meant selling his soul.

Even if it meant becoming an evil ghost hunted by the entire ninja world.

In a dark corner of the ward, where the sunlight could not reach—

Sasuke abruptly raised his head.

His black eyes instantly turned crimson.

Three tomoe spun madly in his eyes, radiating an icy chill that made one's blood run cold.

A second defection plan, more extreme and bloodier than before, silently began to take shape in his mind.

This time—

He would sever everything.