Sideboys : Naruto Parallel Dimension 3 Saigo No

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*Transition to Mika and Shiroi*

*Mika and Shiroi sat together on the couch, watching a movie, both on the verge of falling asleep. Shiroi was nearly out, while Mika remained more awake, still sorting through her thoughts. As the movie played on, Mika looked over at Shiroi with a soft grin, feeling content in the moment.

Unable to resist, Mika leaned over to wrap him in a blanket, but before she could, Shiroi pulled her closer, his lips meeting hers in a gentle kiss. Mika’s cheeks flushed bright red as she gazed into his eyes, feeling her heart race. Their heads came together, their noses brushing as they grew closer, the tension between them undeniable.

Mika closed her eyes, her face growing warmer, heart pounding. Just as Shiroi leaned in for a deeper kiss, she instinctively placed a hand on his chest, pushing him back gently.

"What's wrong?" Shiroi asked, his voice soft and a little concerned.

Mika hesitated before replying, her voice a bit shaky, "I... I don't feel comfortable. We're not... we're not dating."

Shiroi smiled gently, his eyes warm. "I wouldn't have kissed you if you weren’t my girlfriend," he said, his words reassuring.

Mika blushed furiously, her nerves melting away at his sincerity. Without another word, she moved closer, this time initiating the kiss. Slowly and passionately, their lips met again, and their feelings for each other grew stronger. What had started as a tender kiss soon turned more intense, and in the heat of the moment, Shiroi lifted her up, guiding her to the bedroom as their connection deepened.

*Transition to Ciruka*

*Ciruka stood at his full potential, his power radiating as he surveyed the wreckage of his hideout, the walls crumbled around him. He glanced over at the unconscious body of the bully he had been beating, a twisted smile creeping across his face.

"You're lucky you survived this long," Ciruka muttered, staring down at the limp figure. "But this is just the beginning."

He slowly lowered the body to the ground, a calmness in his demeanor despite the chaos surrounding him. Ciruka had plans — plans to take down the remaining hideouts, one by one. But he needed to be careful, to avoid drawing attention too soon. Still, his confidence surged with each passing moment. His power was unmatched, and his ego grew as he reveled in the thought of destroying The 6.

A sinister laugh escaped his lips. "Soon, they’ll all fall. And when they do... I’ll be the one standing."

* 1 week and some days later *

*Zumo was making steady progress in his recovery. His chakra was slowly but surely returning to its full strength, and with his illness now gone, he was ready to get back into action. He couldn’t wait to take on missions again, but he knew it would take some time for his chakra to fully recharge. Meanwhile, Uzu was honing his new Sharingan, testing out its advantages and disadvantages. Training under the hot sun, Kakudai joined them, pushing his body to the limit alongside them. The trio worked relentlessly, glad to see Zumo slowly regaining his strength. They estimated it would take him less than a day to recover completely, but there was still uncertainty. If Ciruka were to show up now, they weren't sure if they could handle him. But, despite the unknown, they didn’t stop — they kept training, determined to be ready for anything.

Kurai sat peacefully in the field, taking in the fresh air, his eyes closed as he connected with nature. Birds and squirrels wandered nearby, drawn to his calm energy. He opened his eyes slowly, the serene expression giving way to a cold, menacing gaze. He stood, then walked toward the pond, ready for a cleansing shower.

Jūden had finished his training and was now heading out of the village hidden in the clouds. As he walked through the woods, he marveled at the beauty of nature around him. He felt physically and mentally prepared to face Ciruka. A smile crept across his face as he glanced at his map, realizing he still had a long journey ahead of him. So, he decided to take his time, enjoying the quiet, peaceful world as he walked.

Shiroi smiled as he watched Mika in high spirits, her mood brighter than ever since they'd become closer. She was happy, but when she glanced at the date, her smile faltered. It was time for her to leave. She leaned in close to his ear and told him. Though Shiroi felt a pang of disappointment, he understood she had to return to her village. He pulled her close by the waist, asking if he could escort her. She kissed him, agreeing happily, and they shared a laugh. Mika mentioned how, since arriving, she had trained with Lady Tsunade and improved her healing abilities. Shiroi was pleased, his face softening as he gently tapped her forehead. Mika, confused but touched, felt a warmth spread through her. Shiroi chuckled at her puzzled expression, explaining that it was a gesture his family used to show affection. Mika smiled brightly, cherishing the moment. She wanted to make the most of the time they had left together that night. Shiroi teasingly called her a “freak” before tackling her onto the couch and tickling her until she was out of breath.

Amiri sat quietly by the window, gazing at the cloudy sky as the day began to fade. She couldn’t shake the feeling that she had failed Ciruka — that she hadn’t been there for him when he needed someone the most. Guilt gnawed at her, knowing that his life, along with the lives of others, was on the line. She found herself contemplating whether she should apologize to Shiroi. Maybe Konasa was right; Shiroi had always been full of himself, but it was because he had to be. He hadn’t known how to navigate a relationship at the time. While she knew that her connection with Shiroi would never be the same again, she still wanted to make amends. Perhaps she could find a way to make things right, even if it was just a small gesture of peace between them.