Night had fallen, casting long shadows across Konoha as the village settled into uneasy stillness. In the depths of the silence, it was time. Magnus summoned his wife back to him, his will undeniable.
"Come to our room, Mito."
His voice, low and commanding, reverberated only in her mind, slipping past her defenses with an ease that had once terrified her. Now, it merely left her tired, her resistance worn thin by last night's erotic submission. She let out a soft sigh, a sound of quiet defeat, knowing there was no way to ignore him.
"I have to go. He's calling me," Mito said quietly to Hashirama and Tobirama, her tone carrying the weight of duty she could not es...
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