282: Hey, Auntie (*)

Chapter 282: Hey, Auntie (*)

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Most of the girls had different wishes after being presented with this new opportunity. Some even dubbed it as the welcoming party for their new life.

Tenten wanted to watch a movie, and Tsunade, Shizune, and Samui wanted to join her.

Hanabi wanted to experience the nightlife of the ninja world, and surprisingly Temari wanted to join her. Neji didn’t understand. She was talking about fairness this, fairness that– implying she wanted to do something different than the already proposed options (them being– watch a movie and go out), so he was assuming she would have another wish. But surprisingly, she wanted to go out as well.

Turns out, Neji was still not on the level where he could fully understand women.

Only one Neji went to watch a movie, because one Neji could handle four women any day. Only one went out with Hanabi and Temari as well, the reason being the same as above.

In front of him, only Sakura, Ino, Karin, Arima, Kurenai and Mirai remained.

Sakura and Ino seemed to have come to an understanding. Neji hadn’t eavesdropped on their conversation because he was out with Hinata back then, but… he could guess what they were planning as they exchanged glances.

“Um, Neji, about Ino…” Sakura trailed off, clearing her throat. “How about we go somewhere private and discuss this?”

Neji nodded without any hesitation. 

“Alright! Ino, let’s go. Oh, Karin, follow us, we are supposed to look after you. After all.” said Sakura, pulling Ino and Karin away as one of the remaining Nejis guided them to somewhere private. 

For a moment, Karin seemed to hesitate, but she had no chance of resisting as Sakura pulled her arm with gorilla-like strength.

Now only Arima, Kurenai, and Mirai remained.

The little girl with long hair reaching her waist– Mirai– looked up at Neji with her blood-red eyes. There was silence for a moment before she got up from her mother’s embrace and ran to jump on Neji. Neji caught her mid-air and hugged her.

“Hey, mista, I wanna play. You went to play with everyone else, I wanna play too! Can we play?” Mirai asked.

Mirai didn’t call him father anymore but rather said ‘Mista’. Her words weren’t as developed as that of her body’s age, after all. Though it was far greater than what she should be capable of with her mental age in consideration. She sounded very cute, nonetheless.

It was Asuma’s loss for leaving such an innocent soul behind.

Mirai looked at Neji’s face with glittering eyes, filled with hope. Neji hummed for a moment, mostly to give her an anxious feeling, and nodded with a smile.

“Alright, let’s play.”

Mirai’s face brightened as she smiled and hugged him again. 

“Yay! We are gonna play. Can motha join us?”

“Does ‘motha’ want to join us?” Neji asked while glancing at Kurenai. 

The former Kunoichi was smiling softly, though her eyes were still somewhat dry. She nodded slowly. 

Neji looked at Mirai again. “Alright, it’s decided. Now you choose what we play with.”

A few minutes later, Neji moved Kurenai and Mirai to the playground, where all sorts of children's toys were present. He wanted to talk to Kurenai about Asuma, but he decided to put it at the back of the list for now since Mirai was here.

Now though, only Arima Hyuga remained in the room, sitting on a couch and smiling at him. Neji cancelled his other spawns and only one of his remained in the room.

He walked over and sat down beside her with ease, “What’s up aunty? Are you enjoying your time here?”

“It is a relaxing place, yes.” Arima nodded as she shifted a bit to the side, creating distance between her and Neji. “Though, you aren’t gonna ask me what I wanna do? Mhm, am I not allowed to demand such a thing?”

“Oh, no no, you are allowed. Of course, you are.” Neji laughed, not minding her creating distance. “I just didn’t think you’d want special, alone time with me. Is there any particular reason behind it though, or do you just miss your husband?”

At his quite perverse joke, Arima just gave a respectful laugh. 

“I see what you are trying, but, no that’s not it. Though yes, I do miss Hiashi, and I still love him as well.” Arima said, suggesting that he should back off. “I just wanted to talk with you."

"Mmh… about what?"

"About Hinata and Hanabi's future.”

When she said that, Neji looked at her with a tilt of his head before nodding slowly.

“Alright. Here, or somewhere private?”

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Taking a vigorous young man– notorious for his debauched activities– to one’s bedroom may not be the smartest thing to do, but Arima did so anyway. 

It surely wasn't out of trust that he won't go after his aunt– after all, he was sleeping with one of his cousins already. She just had this feeling that nothing bad would happen tonight.

Though it did feel somewhat awkward when he sat beside her in the bed, casually as if this was so very normal. It was fine in the living room, but in the bedroom, sitting so close to one another… it felt weird.

Arima supposed she at least deserved this much for making this decision. 

"About Hinata and Hanabi, huh?”

“...Yes.”

“Alright. What did you have to say?" Neji asked, his demeanour entirely casual. “Frankly, I am a bit confused.”

“Why so?”

Rather than speaking her mind out right, Arima decided she should first listen to what he was trying to say.

"As I have said before about Hanabi, she is fine with me. She will live like a queen, maybe even a real one when I take over this world. I am sure even you can tell I am somewhat favoured towards her, right? I adore her quite a lot."

He was right, Arima had noticed that. Temari and Tsunade may be the only other ones whom he adored as much as Hanabi. Arima was happy about that, happy that her daughter was held so high by Neji… But-

"Yes. I did notice. Thank you for confirming your claims from back then." Arima bowed softly. "I am happy for the treatment Hanabi is getting from you. It warms my heart. However, seeing her so happy simply makes me worry for my eldest daughter more."

“Is that so…?”

She nodded. "Yes.”

“Hinata is like a lost child. At first, she was obsessed with a man who didn't do her feelings any justice. That foolish choice has made her lose all her purpose in life. I… As her mother, I want the best for her. What best man is there other than you? So I have a request…" 

Arima clasped his hands between her own trembling hands and looked at his eyes pleadingly. 

“...”

"Please make her forget about Naruto. Make her fall in love with you. When she does, please take care of her in the same way you are taking care of Hanabi. Please."

Arima wouldn't lie– it felt damn weird asking someone to seduce her own daughter. At least, she was asking this for Hinata’s own good.

As for the fact that Neji and her two daughters were cousins– Arima didn’t care. After all, she and her husband were cousins too before marriage. This wasn't anything unusual between the Hyugas.

Neji stared at her pleading expression in silence, which made her nervousness grow. Just when he opened his mouth, a twisting feeling erupted in her stomach and she was forced to gulp it down.

"That's possible." Neji nodded softly.

However before Arima could feel relief spread to her body, Neji reached out a hand to gently grab her by the chin. He made her face turn to him, making her white eyes look into his cosmic blue ones.

"But what about you aunty?”

“Uh… N, Neji this-”

“You want the best for your daughter, but what about yourself?"

Arima was happy, really happy when he agreed. But now her blood had run cold as she felt his touch. Her eyes widened as she tried to back off instinctively.

But she couldn’t back off. 

He grabbed her by the waist, pulled her closer, and spun her around before pushing her down on the bed. 

‘Oh god… no, this isn’t good.’ Arima gulped as he loomed over her like what seemed like a hungry beast in her eyes.

"You said you still loved uncle. Is that true?" Neji asked in a casual voice.

She nodded even as she avoided making eye contact. That made his chuckle in clear amusement.

When he opened his mouth the next second, Arima froze in her spot.

"Then what was that you did with my father when he was still alive?"

Arima's head snapped to look at him as her heart clenched. How did he know that?

Neji's father– Hiashi’s twin brother– Hizashi Hyuga. 

In the past, she had made some… terrible mistakes with him that she regretted to this day.

“Love, eh?” Neji laughed mockingly. “All of you Hyuga bitches are sick in the head, really.”

“N, Neji… this is a misunderstanding, I don’t know who told you this, but this is not the truth. I-”

"Do you think uncle knows of this?" Neji interrupted her.

Arima gulped.

Seeing her gulp, he smirked down at her and continued his speech. 

"The fact that his own brother fucked his wife in his own room– does uncle know that?”

“...”

“Sure, the room was covered with Fuinjutsu seals that blocked the sight of the other Hyugas– but you know very well that uncle could see through it. Right? Tell me, do you think uncle never noticed?”

When she failed to make any sounds, Neji snorted in amusement. 

“I did though. I noticed, I saw it all. My eyes could always see through the Fuinjutsu seals. But do you think uncle did? Are you certain he never caught you two indulging in lustful pleasure in all the years his brother spent fucking you like a ragdoll?"

Arima's face had paled like a corpse by then. She gulped to hydrate her dry throat and contemplated the possibility. 

No… no, that's impossible. 

If Hiashi had ever noticed, he would have stopped them right away. Heck, Arima was sure he would have killed or crippled Hizashi if that happened.

"Perhaps he didn't want to stop you two." Neji suggested, as if reading her thought process. 

“That… What are you implying?”

"Perhaps it turned him on? Seeing his brother having fun with his wife. You of all people should know that the Hyugas have always been somewhat voyeuristic, don't you?"

Arima's heart dropped. Neji was above her and was pushing her hands down. If not for that, she would have withdrawn her hands and covered her ashamed face long ago.

"Hanabi is a prime example.” Neji continued before pausing. “Though she just likes to stalk me in particular–”

“–Wait a minute,” suddenly, Neji’s eyes widened. “...Hey, is Hanabi really Uncle's daughter? My father was still alive when she was born. I saw father fuck you more than uncle did, so the chances of Hanabi being my half-sister is higher than her being my cousin.”

Arima's breathing became ragged as her eyes grew teary. 

That… she wasn't sure about that. But deep inside she had always feared that to be the case. 

Even in the worst-case scenario, she at least believed nobody would ever find out about that. In fact, when Hizashi was sacrificed and sent to Kumo she was somewhat relieved because there was nobody left who could doubt Hanabi not being Hisashi's daughter.

"Aunty," Neji lowered his face close to hers, whispering with a strange expression. "I don’t really care about this subject– as it changes nothing between me and Hanabi, but think about it. What do you think your daughters will think of you when I reveal the truth to them? Will Hinata and Hanabi still be so close? Or perhaps would they hate each other? What about uncle? Should I go to the lower-heaven and tell him about this?"

"Please don't…" Arima was on the verge of tears as she pleaded to him. "That'd ruin me… please, don't do such a thing. Hisashi will always hate me if you do."

"I doubt that, aunty. Neji chuckled as he grabbed her by the waist and spun around, sitting up.

Now he sat on the edge of the bed with her on his lap, her back pulled to rest against his chest as one of his arms was wrapped around her waist, with the other one resting on her thigh.

"Would you believe me if i said he always knew you were fucking my father?”

“...What?

“Yup. He just never talked about it, after all he liked seeing it. Seeing you moan for another man. It turned him on seeing his wife getting satisfied. What a good husband, isn't he?"

Arima was about to say something, about to protest his claims, she wanted to say her husband wasn't like that– but before she could do any of that, Neji snapped his finger. 

Following that, a hologram screen appeared in the air above.

Arima's heart trembled as she saw what was on the screen.

Her husband. 

Hisashi Hyuga was in his room which was located in the lower-heaven. In his room, a hologram was floating in front of him too– except on that screen the scene of Arima stiffly sitting on Neji’s lap was playing.

Hiashi…

Had he been watching all along?!

It seemed so, from the looks of it.

However, strangely, though Hiashi did look angry– at the same time… he looked turned on. 

"Whoa, look at him, aunty. Now you tell me, do you think that's the expression of a normal husband?" Neji laughed, his hand moving down her to feel her mature hips.

She felt his finger dig into her and her eyes trembled as the gush of pleasure that spread to her body. It felt… so good. Even though it was a simple touch. Whoa.

Arima moaned instinctively, but froze once her eyes fell on the screen and she noticed that her husband was getting an erection. 

"Ah…"

“Whew.”

Neji whistled. 

"Look at your husband, aunty. Such a nice man, he likes seeing his wife get pleased. Shouldn't you be a nice wife and let him see what he wants?"

Arima paused in her spot. She knew what he was trying to do. He was just trying to get into her pants so that he could fuck her brains out. This crazy bastard wanted to bed her right in front of her husband!

But… At this point, rather than feeling disgusted, she damn hoped he would do exactly that. Blame his touching and this nervous situation. Neji was right, she admitted, Hyuga bitches were crazy– otherwise, how would she explain this wetness she felt just from being threatened and blackmailed?

Also, she wanted to know, if his touch alone was this great, how would the real thing feel?

Besides, this wasn't cheating.

Arima turned to the screen where her husband flinched and looked at her, rapidly shaking his head while yelling something but no sound came from him.

“Sorry, the voice module is a one-way thing. I didn’t want his voice to distract us when we got busy.” Neji said, as he breathed on her neck and kissed it softly.

Arima felt her insides squeeze as she felt his warm breath.

Her husband seemed to yell louder seeing this.

Though his voice didn’t reach her, even Arima could tell that he was telling her not to accept his offer. 

She might have taken him seriously if he wasn’t rock hard. 

Heck, he was harder than she had ever seen him get.

…Yet, it wasn’t as hard as the thing she felt poking her behind in real time.

Yep, Hiashi wanted to see her fuck Neji. So this wasn't cheating.

Arima gulped, her eyes trembling for a moment before she nodded to herself.

Then she turned over and suddenly kissed Neji.

Neji blinked before his eyes formed a smile and he returned the kiss.

From the corner of her eyes, she noticed Hiashi pause in the spot but… Arima looked back into Neji’s beautiful eyes and grabbed his hand to place them above her breasts.

No, this wasn't because she wanted Neji to fuck her. This was because Neji was blackmailing her, yes, that's right. This was also for her husband. So that Hiashi could get a feast for his eyes. If he really was the sort of man who liked seeing his own wife getting manhandled by another man, so be it.

“Mhmm~”

Arima moaned.

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For the next few hours, Hiashi sat still in his room as he watched the screen floating in the air.

His wife…

– Ahhn! Y, yes! Yesh! Do me from behind! F-fuckh! ♡

Was moaning for another man.

As her face was forcefully grabbed and turned to the side so that Neji could kiss her, she only moaned in pleasure. As he pushed her face down on the bed and slammed his hips on her ass, making it jiggle in a way that Hiashi had never seen before, Arima couldn't help but moan.

– Take your r-revenge for treating you like a servant before! ♡

Neji was tall, but Arima wasn't so much. So Hiashi wasn't surprised when Neji picked her up in his embrace and made love with her in a way that was physically impossible for Hiashi. 

The worst thing was, that his wife looked to be drowning in pleasure. Hiashi still remembered the times he had spied on his brother fucking his wife, she had never made a face like this even then.

– Make this dirty cunt serve you from now on ♡~ Ahhh, yesh! 

…After hours of seeing his wife getting used like a fleshlight, Hiashi was tired too. The floor was wet from his tears and something else he wasn't so proud of. 

At long last, Neji finished fucking her, filling her pussy to the brink with his cum. When he pulled out, she didn't even have the energy to moan as she just whimpered. Her used body twitched, as did her freshly and well fucked pussy. 

“Arima…”

As if she could hear his plea, she turned her head slightly to look at the screen, where he was. Then she turned her face away.

“...!”

That made Hiashi's heart clutch. What had he done to Neji to receive such a punishment?

– Nothing to ‘me’, but many things to the old me.

Neji's voice answered as he walked over to the screen, looking at Hiashi with a smirk. 

– Anyway, next would be your daughter Hinata. After that, perhaps I will fuck your wife and both daughters at the same time? That sounds hot. Ho ho, but I am not going to let you watch again, of course. You can use your imagination for that.

Hiashi's eyes widened, and he stumbled forward with his hand reaching out. Hisashi tried to say something, but Neji just laughed aloud as the screen disappeared.

Hisashi stopped on his track, his eyes wide.

No… no, no! This message was unfair! This had to be a bad nightmare!

But as Hisashi remembered his wife's beautiful body jiggling for Neji with a mind-numbing expression plastered on her face, he couldn't decide if this was a nightmare at all. 

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