Chapter 3: Anime Beauties, My Wives
"Sakura, what do you think?"
Sasuke took a step back, smiling as he asked, "I admit, I'm not quite the same as before. If you can't accept this version of me, I won't hold it against you."
"You can leave if you want."
Sasuke knew all too well that Sakura Haruno would never truly leave him in this lifetime. Winning over Sakura was ridiculously easy for him.
The real challenge would come later when it came to Hinata and Tsunade. Getting his harem to coexist peacefully would be even harder.
But Sasuke wasn't one to give up. After all, he'd been given the rare chance to reincarnate into the Naruto world. There was no way he wouldn't fulfill the wishes he had during his otaku days.
All the anime beauties he loved—he was determined to make them his wives.
In real life, he had been timid and reserved. That was reality—he had no choice. But here, in this anime world, he could unleash himself fully.
Everything he liked, he would claim.
Everything he hated, he would destroy.
Sakura bit her lip, her shy and indecisive expression making her look incredibly adorable. She was like a delicate flower, waiting to see what kind of gardener would handle her.
Sakura had her flaws, but she wasn't beyond saving. She didn't like Naruto, and the Sasuke in the original story was someone she loved but could never truly have.
Now, the Sasuke before her was still just as handsome and captivating. However, his personality and his attitude toward her had changed dramatically.
"I... I..."
Before Sakura could finish her sentence, Sasuke interrupted her. "Don't tell me you don't know. Don't hesitate."
"Remember, Sakura, you came to me today, bringing gifts and confessing your feelings."
"I didn't pursue you. You came to me, Sakura."
Sakura snapped out of her daze, making her decision.
Even though this Sasuke felt a bit different, he was still the Sasuke she loved. There was only one Sasuke in the entire world.
"Sasuke, I understand now," Sakura said, gathering her courage. "But I want to know—are you truly Sasuke, or could you be Naruto in disguise?"
Sasuke let out a cold, mischievous laugh.
"Naruto? Hmph, that idiot can use his transformation jutsu to mimic my appearance, but could he ever truly become me, Uchiha Sasuke?"
So arrogant!
And yet, that arrogance was exactly what defined Sasuke—the innate superiority that Sakura found so irresistible. It was something Naruto could never imitate, no matter how hard he tried.
And there was Sasuke's intelligence—so different from Naruto's usual cluelessness. Naruto always acted without thinking, oblivious to the nuances of people and situations.
"Sakura..."
Sasuke suddenly moved, his speed astonishing.
With his current chakra reserves at the level of a Jōnin, coupled with his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, his strength was unparalleled. While his combat experience might still be lacking, he was already stronger than most of the Jōnin in Konoha.
And Sakura? She hadn't even graduated from the Ninja Academy yet.
"Too fast!" Sakura gasped, shocked by his speed.
In the next moment, Sasuke reached out and grabbed Sakura's soft, delicate hand. It was incredibly smooth—just as perfect as he'd imagined an anime beauty's hand would be.
"Feel carefully. See for yourself whether I'm the real Sasuke or just Naruto in disguise."
Sasuke didn't blame Sakura for being cautious. Even if she was suspicious, there was no way Naruto could measure up to him.
Sakura blushed deeply, her small face burning. Her hand trembled, and her heart raced wildly.
What a dominating Sasuke!
He wasn't the same distant and cold Sasuke she once knew. This Sasuke was bolder, more assertive—like a domineering CEO with a demure, submissive wife.
"I can feel it... You're not Naruto in disguise. You're the Sasuke I love," Sakura finally said.
Hearing her words, Sasuke didn't hold back. He pulled her into his arms and... things that couldn't be described happened.
Sakura couldn't believe what was happening—it felt like a dream. This Sasuke was so commanding, so overwhelming.
Sasuke cherished the moment. Though he had only recently reincarnated, he had spent countless hours fantasizing about Sakura and Hinata back in his otaku days.
Now, finally, he could turn those fantasies into reality.
After a long while, Sasuke finally released Sakura. He gently held her in his arms.
"Sakura, you're beautiful, but your figure still needs some work. Let me help you improve it... in ways that can't be described."
Sakura's face turned bright red. She hadn't expected Sasuke to be so direct—she wasn't prepared for this at all.
"Sasuke-kun..."
Sasuke leaned in and whispered into her flushed ear, "If you want to be my girlfriend, this is what's expected."
With that, he led her into his room.
Sakura never imagined that confessing to Sasuke today would lead to this. Not only had she become his girlfriend, but she had also transformed from a girl into a woman.
As night fell...
"Sasuke-kun..."
"Call me husband," Sasuke said with a loving tone.
Sakura was still adjusting to her newfound identity as a woman, but Sasuke's affectionate words quickly melted her reservations.
"Hu... Husband..." she stammered shyly.
Exhausted but happy, she started getting dressed. "It's late. I need to go home. Otherwise, my parents will scold me."
In the original story, Sakura didn't have the best relationship with her family early on. She found her mother too naggy and her father too mediocre.
This was part of why people disliked her in the beginning. However, as Sakura matured, she grew to appreciate her parents, and her family became warm and loving.
Sasuke chuckled. "Now that I'm your boyfriend, I'll take you home."
"Sasuke..."
Sakura hadn't expected him to be not only domineering but also thoughtful.
Sasuke helped her tidy her hair and used his Jōnin-level chakra to restore some of her stamina.
He smiled and said, "When we're alone, call me husband."
"And I'll call you my wife."
Sakura blushed and whispered, "Husband…"