To her, Hikaru was merely a descendant of her son, the Sage of Six Paths, and her grandson, Indra. He was not worth caring about. Besides, whether he even knew she existed was another question.
Blood ties basically faded after three generations. After five generations, who the hell were you?!
In Kaguya Otsutsuki's eyes, Hikaru was like a naughty, disobedient child, treating the Chakra she had bestowed as a toy and messing around with it.
In the original story, Kaguya Otsutsuki had taught Naruto and Sasuke a lesson the same way. But Hikaru was neither Naruto nor Sasuke. Looking up at Kaguya Otsutsuki, he sneered. "You old hag, at least I have toys to play with. Tsk tsk, how did it feel to kill your own man and then get sealed by your own son? You failure."
"The Chakra is inside me. Can you take it away?!"
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Kaguya Otsutsuki was clearly stunned. In all the years since she had first descended into this world, it seemed no one had ever dared point at her nose and curse her out like this—let alone after she became the Chakra Ancestor.
Although Kaguya Otsutsuki's strength was undeniably formidable, there were many things she was utterly clueless about. Otherwise, she would not have been bewitched by Naruto's Harem Jutsu in the original story. The sight of Kaguya Otsutsuki looking at a group of naked handsome men with starry, shy eyes was simply painful to behold.
Who would have thought that someone like her could show such an expression? True enough, the handsome men Naruto transformed into were countless times more handsome than the man she had once been with. It was understandable that she would be captivated.
Men could be captivated by beautiful women, so why could beautiful women not be captivated