Naruto: The Whirlpool Noodles from Infinite Tsukiyomi

Chapter 56 Idu

As the spirit body sneaked in, Menma opened his eyes again and came to an endless space.

This space is like a canvas that has been used countless times, then kneaded into balls and discarded casually.

The pure white canvas was continuously smeared with paint, and finally turned into this distorted color.

The entire space was also filled with a disgusting smell of paint.

"Is this Kurama Yakumo's mental space? It seems that mental distortion has begun to take shape."

Menma looked around, looking at the paintings floating around, thinking in his heart.

Each painting has varying degrees of escaping power attached to it.

Some paintings with a sunny style are normal, but those with a dark and twisted style give Menma a feeling of "converting reality into reality".

Kurama Yakumo is perhaps the most talented bloodline limiter in the history of the Kurama clan.

The blood inheritance ability has been sublimated, and there is a bit of Yin Escape power that can create something out of nothing.

For example, things drawn on paper will appear in reality, which is the embodiment of the power of escape.

"However, it is precisely because of this extreme power of escape that her physical condition is so weak."

Her body cannot bear this powerful force. Instead, the nutrients in her body will be squeezed out by the force of escape, causing oppression.

Menma shifted his gaze to the figure on the stone platform.

Kurama Yakumo didn't seem to feel the arrival of his uninvited guest at all. She held a paintbrush in her right hand and aimlessly painted the blue sky, white clouds, creeks, etc., painting all the scenery that could calm her mood.

But the more he continued to draw, the more Kurama Yakumo felt a sense of destruction in his heart.

"This painting is so ugly, why not destroy it with one stroke!"

A hoarse and deep voice seemed to ring in his ears. Kurama Yakumo's hand holding the brush paused, and he hesitated.

One stroke, ruin...

And just when her breathing gradually became rapid, and the paintbrush was about to fall down with a swipe of her hand.

"Your heart is really fragile and sensitive. Is it because you have been burdened with too many people's expectations?"

A deep voice came, and its plaintive tone instantly interrupted Yakumo's strange state.

"you……"

Kurama Yakumo was startled and stood up and turned around.

Just as she was about to question the person behind her, she suddenly realized that her body seemed to be weighing ten thousand pounds, making her completely unable to move.

And those bottomless blue eyes, like the ocean, kept enlarging and enlarging in Kurama Yakumo's eyes until they occupied her entire field of vision.

"What a poor kid."

At this moment, Yakumo felt a warm palm touching the top of his head, and an inexplicable smell dispelled the stench of paint that he was accustomed to.

When Kurama Yakumo came to his senses, there was only a strange figure in black clothes, black hair, and a mask in front of him.

Only those dark blue eyes shimmered in this dark space.

"Who are you?"

Kurama Yakumo slapped away the palm on his head, took a step back and looked at Menma warily.

"You want to be a ninja?"

"……What?"

Yakumo was stunned when he heard this, and then cast a resentful look at Menma.

There was no doubt that Menma's question had touched a sore spot for her.

She actually listened to the entire conversation between her parents and Yuhi Hong just now.

If you are born weak, you may not be able to become a ninja...

Kurama Yakumo gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and his sharp nails almost dug into his palms.

Anger, jealousy, resentment and other negative emotions were rolling in her heart.

"I can turn illusions into reality. As long as you want it, whether it's a strong body, superb secret skills, or even this world, you can have it!"

The gloomy and crazy voice appeared again, an unprecedented sense of power filled my heart, and my body became full of vitality and vitality.

This too real sense of power made Kurama Yakumo intoxicated, and his consciousness gradually blurred under this sense of power.

There must be something deep inside that wants to break through the confinement.

Something like mist in the mental space kept clinging to her.

The black hair gradually turns white, the nails gradually grow, the face gradually becomes ferocious, and the two ghost horns on the top of the head are about to grow.

"Want to steal the person I like in front of me?"

Menma stretched out his palm and touched Yakumo's head: "Can you do it? It's up to you."

A pair of eyes shimmered and met Yakumo's eyes.

And when his eyes narrowed.

Yakumo fell into a strange state and felt like he was struck by lightning. The blood in his body seemed to freeze and his heart beat wildly.

In front of Menma's eyes, everything about her seemed to be invisible, even her soul had nowhere to escape.

"Ah! Damn guy!!"

And the "monster" also hidden deep in her heart screamed directly, with a tone of horror.

Menma, who used his spiritual power to penetrate into Yakumo's mind, naturally saw that ugly monster.

Suddenly he said with some disgust: "It's really ugly."

"A sub-personality that has absorbed negative emotions and the ability to inherit blood, how dare you claim to be the master of the world?"

Yakumo's blood successor is the strongest in the history of the Kurama clan, able to transform illusion into reality.

Yakumo was at a sensitive age. Hearing Yuhi Kurenai's "words", he was unwilling and resentful, and the blood inheritance that could not be perfectly controlled began to take effect, creating this spiritual monster out of thin air.

This is just one of the products of her blood inheritance ability. It was created subconsciously by her, longing for another self without any scruples.

"The simplest solution now is to merge the two personalities into one again, but now it seems that Yakumo will be swallowed up by this product of negative emotions."

This monster contains a part of what Yakumo longs to be and possess.

For example, strength, and courage.

Kurama Yakumo's hair was disheveled and he looked like he was crazy. A crazy roar came from Yakumo's mouth, dull and hoarse.

Yakumo's body also changed. Spikes protruded from his head and limbs, and his ghost-like face was revealed in front of Menma.

"Death!" Yakumo shouted.

The entire space seemed to have changed, becoming blurry and dense, and strange claws stretched out to restrain Menma.

A large number of kunai also appeared strangely, and were about to be nailed to Menma.

"No one can kill me Idu!!"

"Is your name Idu?"

Menma showed a hint of interest in his eyes, and at the same time, he suddenly increased the input of mental power.

This kind of power is enough to completely destroy Yakumo and Idu.

Idu was horrified and instinctively chose to retreat into Yakumo's heart.

Yakumo knelt on the ground, with fear still on his face: "I saw another me, Idu..."

She watched as Menma approached her.

"Very good, it seems that the so-called monster also knows what fear is."

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