Jaeger and the others were still dealing with the emotional chaos unfolding in the Naruto world when an unexpected notification blinked across the multiverse chat group.
—Three new mbers have joined the chat group.
Everyone froze mid-conversation.
Even Jaeger raised an eyebrow.
And among the newcors… the most shocking na appeared at the top:
Uchiha Madara.
Yes — that Madara.
The one Jaeger had killed not long ago.
[ Chat Group ]
Yamamoto i: Aizen? Damn it! I didn't expect you to join the chat group too!
Yamamoto i: I already know your true colors. If you try anything shady, rember that other group mber nad Muzan. Check what happened to him. That'll be your fate too.
Yamamoto i: Why so quiet, Aizen? Watching from the shadows like always? You're still such a creepy four-eyed scher.
Uchiha Miyuki: Haha, rare to see the calm-headed old hag so flustered. Honestly, this is pretty entertaining.
Uchiha Miyuki: Also—Madara? You joined just like that? Incredible luck.
Uchiha Madara (Soul): Indeed. My luck has always been excellent—certainly better than that gambling fool Hashirama. He couldn't win a bet to save his life.
Uchiha Madara (Soul): So this is so kind of live broadcast? Strange… Was this Nagato boy your doing?
Uchiha Miyuki: Yeah. Let's just say… the kid was a little unlucky.
Uchiha Madara (Soul): Pity. My resurrection plan just beca much more complicated.
But perhaps this chat group will provide… another path.
Uchiha Madara (Soul): Oh—and my Rinnegan. They weren't destroyed, were they?
Nerona Jaeger: No.
Uchiha Madara (Soul): Excellent. Keep them for now. If you ever feel like returning them, I won't complain.
Nerona Jaeger: …You're being awfully generous.
Uchiha Madara (Soul): I can already sense it—this chat group is connected to realms far beyond the shinobi world. Compared to that, the Rinnegan is insignificant.
Nerona Jaeger: Alright. I'll hold onto them for now.
Just then—
Eriri Sawamura: Wait, what the heck is this?! Is this so kind of weird prank? A chat group? Did a light novel suddenly co to life?!
Kasumigaoka Utaha: Blonde mutt trying to cosplay a heroine again?
Eriri Sawamura: Is that you, fat woman in black stockings?!
Kasumigaoka Utaha: …Haha. Still the sa yapping golden retriever. Desperately in need of both love and discipline.
Eriri Sawamura: W-What's going on here?! Why are you in this group?! This has to be so kind of mistake!
Kasumigaoka Utaha: Whether it's you, Madara, or anyone else—I suggest reading the group announcent before barking.
Eriri Sawamura: Tch! Fine, just you wait!
Uchiha Madara (Soul): Group announcent? Noted. Thank you for the reminder.
Madara was surprisingly cooperative… likely because he had witnessed firsthand the frightening power of the reincarnator Jaeger.
Eriri, anwhile, behaved exactly as expected: all bark, zero awareness.
One could only imagine…
If this golden-haired loudmouth learned that the woman she kept calling "fat" could level an island with a casual flick of her fingers…
Would she cry on the spot?
Soul Society — 5th Division Captain's Office
While the chat group buzzed with chaos, Aizen Sosuke stood quietly in his office, his calm expression shifting into sothing he rarely displayed—disbelief.
He had gone through several mory recordings and the pinned group announcents, cross-referencing every detail and tiline.
The conclusion was undeniable.
The chat group was real.
"A reincarnator… so that woman, Yamamoto i, is one? And there are others," Aizen murmured, removing his glasses and staring coldly at the glowing screen.
"They know the plot of my world…?" he whispered.
Each line of the group announcent introduced more absurdities.
Heroic Spirits.
Ninja.
God-slayers.
Humans who could destroy planets.
And a Celestial Dragon nad Nerona Jaeger…
Aizen's grip tightened on his glasses.
And then—
He laughed.
For the first ti in his life, a genuine, unrestrained laugh.
"I've been so blind. So… small."
He once believed he stood above everyone else.
That the Soul Society was a cage, and its residents unworthy rivals.
But now?
"The boundaries of Shinigami… an nothing," he whispered, eyes shining with a new, burning ambition. "What greater joy is there than realizing how little you truly are?"
It was never about ruling.
It was about surpassing.
To stand among monkeys and be forced to pretend to be one—that was despair.
But now?
He had seen the stars.
"Yes," Aizen said softly, "this chat group… this is salvation."
Then, noticing Yamamoto i's not-so-subtle threats in the chat log, he sighed.
"So I've already left a bad impression," he said with a wry smile.
Scheming?
That was what they assud of him?
…Not incorrect.
But perhaps, in a group like this, there was no need to hide.
Aizen calmly typed his first ssage.
Aizen Sosuke: Yamamoto i. Don't worry, I've grasped the group's purpose. I won't be foolish like that Muzan Kibutsuji ntioned in the pinned ssage.
Yamamoto i: That's the right mindset!
But don't get too comfortable—I'll still be keeping an eye on you.
Aizen Sosuke: No problem. But I'm surprised… I didn't expect you to be a Reincarnator. Does the Captain-Commander know?
Yamamoto i: ... Whether that old man knows or not is none of your business.
Aizen Sosuke: Oh? Sounds like you're not sure either. So you're deceiving the entire Gotei 13… just like I did? That's not very kind. The people who trust you might be hurt, you know.
Yamamoto i: "…"
Nerona Jaeger: As expected of Aizen. He saw through everything instantly. i's completely speechless.
Aizen Sosuke: Nerona Jaeger-kun… greetings.
Nerona Jaeger: Well, hello.
Aizen Sosuke: I've seen a lot about you in the chat group files. They say you're strong enough to destroy a world. Just to satisfy my curiosity — are you currently the strongest mber of this group?
Nerona Jaeger: Probably could be considered, yeah. Although a certain soone and I still haven't decided who'd win.
Aizen Sosuke: Interesting. I have a feeling we might share similar interests. What do you think?
Nerona Jaeger: Who knows about that kind of thing? But hey—if you earn the group's trust, you're welco. Friends or foes, it's up to you.
Aizen Sosuke: I see. I understand. I'll keep your words in mind. Thank you, Jaeger-kun.
Uchiha Miyuki: Hahaha! This is amazing! I actually witnessed the old hag Shinigami—our favorite Calm Headed Woman—get shut down twice in ONE day!
Uchiha Miyuki: Yamamoto i, you were actually hit with that… 'You don't want everyone knowing you're a Reincarnator, huh?' Hahaha!
Uchiha Miyuki: Aizen! I'm rooting for you! Let's defeat this woman and take over Soul Society together!
Nerona Jaeger: ... Are you seriously doing this again?
Yamamoto i: What the hell are you blabbering about, you shaless idiot?!
Aizen Sosuke: A Reincarnator from the Naruto world, huh? How do I put this… quite lively.
Kasumigaoka Utaha: Ignore her. That moron acts like this every day.
Aizen Sosuke: … I will keep that in mind.
Uchiha Madara (Soul): What is this nonsense?! I—Uchiha Madara—was betrayed? By Black Zetsu?!
Uchiha Miyuki: So you've seen the mory logs already? That was fast.
Uchiha Madara (Soul): I skipped everything else. Only read the parts about .
Uchiha Madara (Soul): That bastard Zetsu… when I'm resurrected, he's the first one I'm killing!
Eriri Sawamura: I-I just finished reading my mory log… So this is all real?
Eriri Sawamura: You're all from different worlds… with absurdly powerful people… and multiple Reincarnators?
Eriri Sawamura: Wait—even that fat girl in black stockings beca a monster who can wipe out an island!?
Kasumigaoka Utaha: Yes, my dear Golden Retriever. If you don't believe it, try looking out the window~
Eriri Sawamura: Huh? Outside the—
AHHH!! D-DRAGON?!
Kasumigaoka Utaha: Haha! That reaction is priceless. I feel so much better now.
Eriri Sawamura: W-Wait… that pink dragon… was that you?!
Kasumigaoka Utaha: Sigh… Hold on. I'm coming in.
[Scene — The Slice-of-Life Romcom World]
Kasumigaoka Utaha landed softly on Eriri's balcony. Her massive pink scales folded inward as she reverted to her elegant human form, brushing aside her long black hair before stepping inside.
Eriri froze, eyes wide, mouth hanging open.
" I-It's really true…" Eriri stamred, trembling. "You're not just trolling …"
Utaha smirked, savoring the shock.
"I love that stunned look. Absolutely adorable."
She stepped closer, took Eriri's pale wrist, and with zero hesitation, pushed the blonde girl down onto the bed.
"W-Wait! H-Hey! What are you doing, you fat pervert Utaha?!"
Eriri's face turned crimson.
Utaha's perfu brushed against her senses.
mories of scenes from a certain steamy book flashed violently in her mind.
Utaha leaned down, voice husky with mischief.
"Of course I'll bully you. You know my secret now."
Her devilish grin widened.
Before Eriri could react, Utaha flipped her over, raised her palm, and dramatically pointed at her butt.
"In honor of calling 'Fatty Utaha' in front of Saint Jaeger-kun, I sentence you to one hundred spanks… You blonde golden retriever."
"Wha—WAIT! No—No!! AHHHH!!"
A shrill scream echoed through the second floor of the Sawamura ho.
Downstairs, Sayuri Sawamura sipped her tea, chuckling behind her hand.
"Fufufu… has Eriri co up with a new eroge plot again? This industry truly is wonderful."
Unbeknownst to her, her daughter was currently being annihilated by one Kasumigaoka Utaha.
anwhile, the entire chat group collectively decided to remain silent… for sanity.
Aizen and Uchiha Madara had already logged out, diving deep into the mory archives to uncover the secrets of their tilines.
Just before leaving, Jaeger suddenly rembered sothing important.
Nerona Jaeger: @Uchiha Madara (Soul) @Aizen Sosuke @Sawamura Eiriri — All newcors, don't forget to claim your welco reward from the chat group.
Uchiha Madara (Soul): There's a reward for newbies? Acknowledged. Thank you.
Aizen Sosuke: Does the reward include a 'Hand of God' or a system-tier item? I'll open it imdiately.
Sawamura Eiriri: Ha… haha… I can't… I'm gonna die… I'm seriously dying here…
Nerona Jaeger: ???
Nerona Jaeger: Enough. Take the questionable content elsewhere.
The chat group has rules.
Kasumigaoka Utaha: Relax, Your Highness. I'm just teasing this golden-retriever idiot. I'll explain her 'rewards' later. Anyway—bye~ Logging out.
Nerona Jaeger: …Fine.
He sighed heavily.
He genuinely felt bad for Eriri.
Utaha was now a dragon girl who could spar with him for twenty-four hours nonstop…
What chance did Eriri's tiny, artist body have against such a monster?
"U-Um… Mister?"
A timid voice pulled Jaeger back to reality.
He looked down to see Konan, trembling on her knees.
Right.
He wasn't in his world anymore.
He was back in the Naruto world—
and currently delivering justice.
Yes. Justice.
Not bullying.
Definitely not bullying.
After all, they never wanted to hurt the three Rain orphans.
It was their overreaction that escalated things.
They were the victims here!
…Well, maybe blaming Nagato and the others was a bit unfair.
These three had grown up in the middle of an endless warzone—invaded, oppressed, abandoned, traumatized.
Anyone would lash out at a powerful stranger.
So really… the world was at fault.
The true villains were the Fire, Earth, and Wind countries who trampled Rain for decades.
As these thoughts settled, Konan let out a tiny gasp as Jaeger suddenly lifted her into his arms.
"Konan!" Yahiko shouted hoarsely, unable to move his broken body.
"This is the price of weakness," Jaeger said calmly. "If you strike at the strong, be ready to face the consequences."
Esdeath pressed her boot onto Yahiko's head, eyes as cold as ice.
"You brought this upon yourselves," she said without a flicker of emotion.
Luo Hao and Uchiha Miyuki remained silent, faces dark.
The summoning of the Heretic Golem earlier had crossed a line even for them.
Uzumaki Kushina trembled, guilt and worry twisting her expression but before she could speak, the voice inside her mind growled:
"Don't interfere, Kushina."
The Nine-Tails' tone was heavy.
"That man likes you. That's rare for a Jinchūriki. Don't lose that favor… or you'll drag down too."
"…I understand," Kushina whispered.
If even Miyuki and Luo Hao—Jaeger's closest companions—didn't intervene…
What right did she have?
Then Jaeger spoke again.
"If I told you… I was helping Nagato by eliminating him… would you believe ?"
Konan stiffened, eyes still shut, trembling like a fragile rabbit.
But his voice…was unexpectedly soft.
Gentle.
Like a storm pausing for a mont to admire the delicate flower caught within it.
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