As Naruto and Rika exited the room, finishing up with their discussions with Yoo Sook Young, they were met by the alluring presence of Kim Mi Jung. The moment she appeared, it was as if the atmosphere shifted. Mi Jung stood before them, as graceful and captivating as ever. Her beauty was undeniable, a stark contrast to the younger women Naruto was surrounded by. Mi Jung exuded a sophisticated charm, her long black hair flowing like silk, her piercing purple eyes glimmering with depth and intellect. The formal dress she wore was elegant, hugging her mature, well-formed figure, radiating both strength and allure.
Naruto couldn't help but notice the way people spoke of her, often with crude, lewd comments. Words like "thicc as oatmeal" and "step on me" filled the air when people talked about her, and the world, as it seemed, was filled with unique—and sometimes perverted—desires. In a place where appearances could be altered with ease and at little cost, physical attractiveness had become a norm. Everyone looked their best, often without much effort. Models, now seen as high-standing individuals, weren't defined solely by their looks. Yet, Mi Jung stood out in a different way. She wasn't just a pretty face; she was a powerful, ambitious woman who had fought hard to get to her current position.
Naruto had always admired her determination, even if her history had a shadow of bitterness. She had worked relentlessly, only to be passed over for a higher position due to Mitsuo's superior Digimon. It wasn't a secret that she harbored resentment toward him for it, but Mi Jung carried herself with professionalism, never letting her personal feelings spill into her work. However, Naruto had picked up on the underlying tension. Her carefully hidden bitterness over her professional setback was palpable, even though she never allowed it to affect her interactions directly.
"Mister Uzumaki, Miss Rika, it is nice to meet you. Hope everything was up to your standards." Mi Jung greeted them courteously as she walked up to them.
Standing in front of Naruto and Rika, people could clearly see that she was tall. Naruto was 1.9 Meters and she stood equal to him, making Rika look small.
Looking at her charm, Rika did feel jealous and wanted to grow up faster. It was the problem that came from having a guy that acted older and seemed to prefer older women.
Naruto greeted her with a warm smile, shaking her hand firmly. "Good morning, Miss Kim. Young did an excellent job, and we are extremely satisfied." His praise was genuine. Yeong had proven herself capable, and Naruto appreciated the effort Mi Jung had put into supporting her team.
Mi Jung smiled politely, but her eyes softened when she mentioned her daughter, Hyo Mina. "That's good to hear. I will see to it that Miss Young is rewarded for her work. It may be a little personal, but I hope my daughter hasn't been a nuisance."
Rika, standing off to the side, couldn't help but observe Mi Jung's every movement, feeling an uncomfortable twist in her stomach. Mi Jung's towering height made Rika feel small by comparison, her presence overwhelming in the way it always seemed to captivate Naruto. There was something about Mi Jung's allure, something that made Rika's jealousy flare—perhaps it was the way Naruto's gaze lingered on her just a moment longer than usual. The nagging thought in Rika's mind made her uneasy, but she brushed it off quickly. It was all in her head, right?
Naruto, ever the diplomat, responded with a reassuring smile. "You don't have to be so formal, Miss Kim. Hyo Mina is a nice girl. She has never been a problem, and Rias always enjoys her presence. You've taught her well, so please have some confidence in your daughter."
It was clear to Rika that Naruto had been well-informed about the dynamics between Mi Jung and her daughter, Hyo Mina. After all, Rias was attached to him, and the young girl was a close friend of hers. It made sense that Naruto would know about any tensions between Mi Jung and Hyo Mina, even if he never directly brought them up.
Mi Jung seemed relieved at his words, her shoulders relaxing. "Thank you for your kind words. I'm happy that Hyo Mina has good friends." She smiled softly, a hint of pride and gratitude in her expression.
It was a rare moment of vulnerability for Mi Jung, and Rika couldn't help but soften her own stance, seeing a side of the woman she hadn't considered before. Yet, her mind quickly returned to her earlier thoughts, especially when Mi Jung shifted her focus back to Naruto.
Rika, growing increasingly impatient with the pleasantries, felt the need to bring the conversation back to business. "Miss Kim, I believe you have some work," she interjected, her tone somewhat blunt. She couldn't stand the drawn-out, formal exchanges between adults. It felt like a waste of time to her, and it didn't help that she couldn't shake the feeling that Mi Jung's gaze on Naruto wasn't entirely innocent.
Rika, on the other hand, wasn't quite as accommodating. She still felt a twinge of unease when she looked at Mi Jung, her mind playing tricks on her. The woman was beautiful, professional, and charismatic—all qualities that could easily turn someone's head. Rika had seen how other people looked at Naruto, how the rumors and whispers had started to circulate. And while she trusted Naruto, it didn't stop her from feeling that strange insecurity when faced with someone as captivating as Mi Jung.
Mi Jung's voice was calm and collected as she addressed Rika, though her eyes lingered with a subtle glint of interest. "My apologies for taking your time, Miss Rika. I came to inform you that a company has shown interest in sponsoring you. It is a well-known brand and would be very rewarding. We would definitely recommend it for any tamer. Would you like to meet them in person or just get their proposal?"
Her words were professional, but underneath the surface, there was an underlying sense of calculation. She was aware of Rika's youthful impatience, the way she held herself, and the way she might have been thinking about her relationship with Naruto. But to Mi Jung, Rika was just a kid, someone who hadn't yet begun to truly understand the weight of the world she was about to step into.
Naruto, however, was an entirely different matter. Mi Jung never made the mistake of underestimating him. He had an air of experience about him that few others did. She had quickly learned after their first encounter that Naruto was not someone she could easily manipulate or play games with. There was something about him—an aura that made her both wary and intrigued. She could see through his eyes that he was more perceptive than anyone she had ever met, yet she still enjoyed trying to outwit him.
Her thoughts drifted toward him now, as she discreetly sized him up in the corner of her mind. She had been aware of Naruto long before the scandalous news about his harem decision had spread. His accomplishments and power were well known, but it was more than that—he embodied qualities that Mi Jung found irresistible. He was strong, driven, and ambitious, someone who could not only help her advance her career but could also be a valuable partner in her personal life.
Naruto's harem situation was not a deterrent for her—if anything, it only intrigued her more. She knew that polygamy had become somewhat normalized in recent times due to the need for powerful warriors to produce strong offspring. It wasn't ideal, but it was necessary. Humanity's evolving needs required sacrifices, and she was prepared to make those sacrifices if it meant her future would be assured.
Mi Jung's own background was humbler than most people realized. She had built her wealth on her own merit, despite having a wealthy husband. She didn't rely on his fortune; instead, she leveraged his reputation to climb higher in the world, a source of personal pride. She had worked hard for her success, but the reality of the world was that power and influence often came through alliances, partnerships, and strategic moves. She knew this all too well, and the opportunities that Naruto presented were not ones to be passed by.
She knew about the complicated biology of the times, the way female tamers, mutants, and New Types could not have children with normal humans. It was a fact she had become accustomed to, understanding the implications it had for the future of humanity. The same applied to male tamers and digimon, the impossibility of natural reproduction with such powerful beings.
In the case of the female, the normal seed wasn't powerful enough for the process.
For the male, he was either too strong and would kill the partner or his child would end up killing his partner.
This was the same case about having sex with digimon. Female humanoid digimon were too strong for any human to have children with them. The only digimon any human could have sex would have to be a rookie, and that was highly frowned upon and disgusting.
Only New Type's could have some chance since they could reach the level of a champion digimon but even that was rare.
Male digimon would have the same problem as mutants would have with normal human women.
And even when equal partners were involved it wasn't an easy process, a battle seemed to take place before pregnancy even happened. Truly tragic for humanity, it was the reason they wanted people to get more partners and were looking for other solutions to these problems.
It was tragic, really, but it was the reality they had to live with. Some women like Mi Jung, aware of the need to secure powerful allies, saw Naruto as a rare opportunity—a man whose strength and potential had no equal. His lineage could change history, and that was something no one could afford to ignore.
While the world around her viewed such matters through a lens of politics and survival, Mi Jung's interest in Naruto went beyond ambition. She knew the risks of waiting too long. Others would try to stake their claim, just as she was doing now. What made her unique was her understanding of the time limit they were all under—Naruto's powers were growing, and soon it would be too late to secure a place in his life.
Naruto, for all his charm and abilities, held his body and his future under absolute control. Few knew this truth, and those who did were unaware of the implications. To them, securing a relationship with him wasn't just about companionship—it was about survival, power, and leaving a lasting legacy. The desire to have a child with someone as powerful as him was not only about personal connection but about ensuring their place in history.
Mi Jung was no fool. She knew she had to move quickly if she wanted to be part of this story, before the other women got there first. She didn't want to be left behind, and she didn't want to risk being just another name in a long list of potential partners. She needed to be one of the first, and she was prepared to do whatever it took to make that happen.