Naruto: I'm Nine-Tails and My Host is Kushina-Chapter 71 : kurama : My tails outrank yours, Hachibi.

"Hey, Bee, be serious! There's something wrong with this guy!"

The deep voice of the Eight-Tails echoed in Killer Bee's mind, a rare moment of urgency.

Killer Bee paused, surprised. The Eight-Tails was usually silent unless something was truly significant.

"What's wrong, Hachibi? What's up with this wannabe rapper in front of me? Thinks he can diss me, betray the village in front of me? Hah! Killer Bee's the originator of rap, ya feel me?!"

The Eight-Tails remained quiet, uneasy.

The young man before them gave off a strange sense of familiarity—one that it couldn't quite place yet. But it was unsettling.

"Hey, man, this guy ain't easy to deal with."

"Yeah, based on the intel, he might be the 'Bee' from the infamous Cloud Shinobi duo, A-B combo. We should fall back to Lady Mikoto's position!"

A Konoha shinobi urgently whispered to his comrade.

They had seen Killer Bee in action before. He had cut down countless shinobi with his unorthodox Seven-Sword Style, a deadly dance of flashing steel and unpredictable slashes. No one dared to engage him in direct combat.

And yet, a single figure had stepped forward.

Foolish? Or fearless?

Most Konoha shinobi knew Killer Bee as the younger brother of the Raikage, but few knew the truth: his status as the Jinchūriki of the Eight-Tails was a well-guarded secret. On the battlefield, he had never once revealed his bijū's power.

"You fool, stepping up to me? I'll slice off your head, play with it like a ball, oh yeah!"

That awful rap grated on their ears.

With blinding speed, Bee lunged, his Seven-Sword Style a whirlwind of slashes aimed directly at Kurama.

The Konoha shinobi instinctively shut their eyes, unable to watch the inevitable bloodshed.

They had seen this attack before.

A series of rapid thrusts—targeting the throat, the heart, the skull, the gut. Unstoppable. Inescapable.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The sound of steel meeting something solid rang through the battlefield.

Killer Bee's movements came to an abrupt halt.

Under normal circumstances, his blades would have already torn through flesh.

But now... they didn't even pierce the man's clothing.

Dark red chakra flickered around Kurama's form—a bubbling cloak of malevolent energy.

A bijū cloak.

Killer Bee's eyes widened behind his sunglasses. He knew this power all too well.

"Hey, Hachibi, this chakra...?"

The Eight-Tails finally understood the strange feeling it had earlier.

This was the power of the Nine-Tails.

Bee studied the young man before him.

"Could he be Konoha's Nine-Tails Jinchūriki?"

Jinchūriki?

No.

Something felt off. Very off.

"So you've finally figured it out?"

Kurama grinned.

"Come on, Hachibi, let's have a little chat—just the two of us."

A gust of wind blew past as fallen leaves scattered into the air.

And in the blink of an eye—both men were gone.

The Konoha shinobi were stunned.

The Cloud shinobi were confused.

One second, Killer Bee had been launching an attack. The next, both had vanished without a trace.

To the Konoha forces, this was an unexpected stroke of luck.

Killer Bee had been their biggest obstacle. Without him, the Cloud forces were vulnerable.

"Tch, I don't know who that kid was, but he just took away our biggest problem."

"Yeah, this is perfect for us."

To them, Kurama was a low-ranking piece, willingly sacrificing himself to remove an enemy general.

A trade in Konoha's favor.

With Killer Bee gone, the Konoha forces found renewed confidence and launched an immediate counterattack.

Meanwhile, the Cloud shinobi stood frozen.

"Where the hell did Lord Bee go?!"

"You tell me! I was watching, and then—poof! They were both gone!"

They couldn't comprehend what had just happened.

This was war.

Killer Bee, no matter how playful, wouldn't just disappear in the middle of battle.

Beneath a secluded waterfall, a familiar three-pronged kunai rested against a rock.

The Flying Thunder God Mark.

Kurama had teleported himself and Killer Bee away from the battlefield. There were too many external factors there.

He wanted privacy for this conversation.

Killer Bee remained cautious, eyes scanning the unfamiliar terrain.

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"This guy's no joke," he muttered.

"Hey, Hachibi, come out and say hello to your dear older brother."

At those words, the Eight-Tails stiffened inside Bee's mind.

"...Bee, let me talk to him."

Bee hesitated.

He had never seen Hachibi this tense before.

Even when facing powerful opponents, the Eight-Tails remained composed.

But now?

There was unease.

Wariness.

Bee allowed the Eight-Tails partial control of his body, his voice deepening with the bijū's presence.

"Are you... the Nine-Tails? Or are you its Jinchūriki?"

Kurama smirked.

"What, you don't recognize your older brother anymore?"

Older brother?

Tailed beasts had no siblings.

Something wasn't right.

The Eight-Tails' unease only grew as it carefully observed the one before it.

It wasn't just the Nine-Tails' chakra it felt.

There was something else.

The faint trace of another bijū's chakra.

One-Tail.

Shukaku.

The Eight-Tails stiffened in realization.

Kurama and Shukaku—together?

Impossible.

They despised each other. There was no way they could be working together.

And yet... both of their chakras radiated from the man in front of him.

"Why... why do you have Shukaku's chakra?"

"Oh, you mean that dumb tanuki? I absorbed his power."

The Eight-Tails finally understood.

This man wasn't a Jinchūriki.

He was the Nine-Tails itself.

A bijū in human form.

A chill ran through the Eight-Tails.

It laughed dryly, masking its discomfort.

"Nine-Tails... I thought you hated humans. Why take a human form?"

Kurama's sharp fangs flashed in a grin.

"I don't need to change."

The casual exchange ended.

Now it was time for action.

Kurama's smile turned predatory.

"Hachibi... just like Shukaku, you'll become my strength."

A wave of killing intent filled the air.

The Eight-Tails felt an overwhelming sense of danger.

Bee's body moved instinctively, jumping back to create distance.

This wasn't the same Nine-Tails from before.

In the past, the Nine-Tails was fueled by hatred alone.

But now?

It was different.

It had human emotions.

It had ambition.

And the Eight-Tails realized one horrifying truth—Shukaku hadn't been defeated.

He had been consumed.

"Hey, we're all bijū here! We should stand together!"

..

"You're not the Nine-Tails I remember! I'll never submit to you!"

"Submit?"

Kurama's grin widened.

"That's not your choice to make."

His tails unfurled, chakra surging.

"My tails outrank yours, Hachibi. Kneel."

The battle had begun

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