Chapter 138: Sasuke [1]

Image of female Sasuke.

Kael closed the apartment door behind him and sat on the edge of the bed. For the first time since waking up in this world, the weight of his own choices pressed down hard. Everything before had been quests, rewards, and bodies that eventually gave in. This was different. Sasuke knew. Sasuke had seen the Sharingan. Sasuke had every reason to hate him.

He wanted to talk it out if he could. That option felt distant now.

He opened the System window and finally read the full description of the skill he had used in the heat of the moment.

[Biology Change]

[The skill can be used on any living organism. It can alter the biology of any living creature. Once the skill is used to change the gender of a person, the change cannot be reversed for one month.]

Kael stared at the last line. A month. The restriction had not been there the last time he checked the skill. The System had quietly rewritten the rules. He muttered under his breath that the thing’s mind was twisted, then closed the window. There was nothing he could do about it right now.

A sharp knock cut through the quiet.

Kael stood and opened the door. Sasuke stepped inside in one smooth motion and shut it behind him. The short sword in his hand came up immediately, the flat of the blade pressing cold against Kael’s throat.

The change had finished settling.

Sasuke’s hair had grown longer, now tied back in a high ponytail. Bandages wrapped tight around a newly formed chest, hiding the shape but not the fact that it was there. Height was still the same. Near the side of the neck, exactly where Kael’s hand had rested earlier, a dark seal-like tattoo marked the skin. The face was still unmistakably Sasuke’s—sharp, pale, and furious—but the body beneath the clothes belonged to a young woman.

Sasuke walked him backward. Kael’s calves hit the bed frame. He dropped onto the mattress. Sasuke followed, kneeling over him, sword still steady at his throat.

"Turn me back. Right now."

Kael kept his voice even. "You look good like this."

The glare he received could have cut steel. "No jokes."

"I made tea earlier. You want some?"

"Turn me back, you bastard."

Kael lifted a hand and rested it against his own forehead, thinking. "About that... I can’t."

The sword pressed harder. A thin line of blood welled up. "Then you die."

"You sure about that?" Kael asked quietly. "If I die, you live the rest of your life as a girl. No take-backs."

Sasuke’s arm hesitated. The blade stayed against skin, but the killing intent wavered. Kael used the moment to close his fingers around the sword’s flat and gently push it aside.

A blue window bloomed in the corner of his vision.

[Quest 17/100: Give Blowjob to Sasuke]

[Reward: Three-Tomoe Sharingan]

Kael’s hand froze. He read the words twice. Internally he snarled that Sasuke was a man. The System’s reply was immediate and flat.

[He doesn’t look like a man now.]

Kael had no answer for that. He did not want this. The person above him was still Sasuke—memories, personality, history and all. Yet the reward sat there like bait. Three tomoe. Real power. And the body straddling him was, against every protest in his mind, visually striking in a sharp, dangerous way.

It was only a blowjob, he told himself. He would not be fucking a man. The logic was thin and he knew it.

He looked up at the furious face above him. "Why should I turn you back? You saw me use the Sharingan. How do I know you won’t run straight to your clan and tell them everything?"

Sasuke’s jaw tightened. "I won’t tell anyone. Just fix this."

"How can you even use those eyes in the first place?" Sasuke added, eyes narrowing.

Kael ignored the question. "Did you tell anyone else about me and your mother?"

Sasuke lunged. One hand fisted in Kael’s shirt and yanked him up. "For that I will kill you. And no. I haven’t told anyone else."

Kael met the glare without flinching. "What do I get for turning you back? Having another woman on the team isn’t such a bad deal for me."

Sasuke swung. The punch was fast but lacked its old weight. The lighter body betrayed the motion. Kael caught the fist, twisted, and shoved. Sasuke hit the floor hard, breath knocked out in a sharp gasp.

For a moment the apartment was silent except for rough breathing. Then something in Sasuke broke. The anger cracked open and what poured out looked almost like a child’s tantrum. Tears welled and spilled. The voice that came next was raw.

"Turn me back. Turn me back. I’m a man. Why do I have to be trapped in this body?"

Kael sat on the edge of the bed and watched. He had never seen Sasuke like this—stripped of composure, eyes red, shoulders shaking. It was new and strangely disarming.

"Okay," Kael said at last. "I’ll turn you back."

Hope flashed across Sasuke’s face. The tears stopped mid-track.

Kael reached down, opened the front of his pants, and freed his cock. It was already half-hard from the tension and the proximity.

"On one condition," he said. "Suck it."

Sasuke stared at the offered length as if it were a weapon. The silence stretched. Outside, the village continued its evening noise. Inside the apartment, the only sound was the quiet tick of the clock and the uneven breathing of two people who had already crossed too many lines.

Sasuke’s hands curled into fists against the floor. The bandages across the new chest rose and fell too quickly. The sword lay forgotten a few feet away.

Kael waited. The quest window hovered at the edge of his vision, patient and unblinking. Three tomoe sat on the other side of whatever happened next.

He did not rush the moment. He simply sat there, cock out, and let the weight of the demand settle over the room.

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