Chapter 360: Kurama's Choice

Kurama has changed his form! Without any warning, he just went and did it! While Naruto was distracted and ignored everything going on inside his body, this cunning fox took the opportunity to pull off something so important!

- Oh, you smart...

- Cunning! Don't confuse my gender, boy! The sweet, sweet voice sounded again. Its owner was clearly in no hurry to show herself, as if she was teasing her jinchūriki and wanted to play for time. Make this cunning and self-righteous Hokage burn with impatience.

"Kurama, is that you?"

He immediately wanted to see her!

- What you are quick-witted! Do not bother me!

Naruto could have sworn that this voice definitely didn't belong to a mature woman. To some extent, he assumed that Kurama would take the form of an adult and wise girl, someone like his mother or even Mito Uzumaki. The example was perfect and he himself even hinted at it. But... That voice put everything in doubt!

What does it mean?

- Stay there! I'm almost done.

The Hokage began to suspect something was wrong.

"Something's wrong..." He frowned sharply. Even he couldn't see through that floating chakra ball.

He had already managed to rejoice and desire the owner of this enchanting voice, but now...

Back in the beginning, when Naruto offered Kurama a makeover, he planned to take her for himself. Everything went according to plan, even if this vixen did it without him knowing, he still had to smugly enjoy the situation, because she did exactly as he wished! But... Something was clearly wrong here. This bewitching voice shone with mockery and some kind of threat, and most importantly, it seemed to embody chastity and untouchable pride. It was like a higher being speaking to an ordinary mortal—it was unacceptable for her to even touch him. Her angelic voice betrayed in her contempt for everything around and complete disobedience. This girl, hiding from his eyes, seemed to be trying to say: "You are not worthy, miserable person!". Never before had there been such inaccessibility in Kurama's voice.

As if the proudest princess, she clearly indicated that it was impossible to reach her, impossible to conquer, and every man for her was like an inferior being. Anyone confronted with that voice instantly realized their insignificance and would simply give up.

Unattainable, arrogant, damn cunning and devilishly attractive!

That was exactly how Naruto felt as soon as he was in this place, faced with this powerful aura and her seductive voice.

How in one moment, this impudent fox could become like that?

"Amazing!"

A wicked grin appeared on the Hokage's face. How could he be so nervous and afraid? He's fucking turned on! His blood literally boiled with anticipation.

Of course, this cunning fox did it on purpose. She went against everything he told her and refused to try on the mask of some old jinchūriki. Kurama decided to become herself!

It was like a challenge.

Before, Naruto already suspected that this vixen would be difficult, but to that extent... She literally embodied all her contempt and pride in her current form. She was able to convey it without even appearing to his eyes.

An incredibly difficult goal - unattainable, but terribly alluring.

"She doesn't play with me, does she? If there's a cute guy or some ugly little one…" Naruto frowned and then quickly cut those ridiculous thoughts away. No... It's not like Kurama's character. He would not incarnate into something disgusting for the sake of a simple mockery, because he would consider such a thing below his dignity. Nice guy? Pitiful nothingness! Ugly mask? Not even funny!

There was something special in this area. Kurama must have chosen something out of the ordinary.

But what is it?

- All right, I'm tired of it!

The Hokage moved abruptly, the orders of this fox did not bother him at all. If he wanted to see a princess or a goddess, he would do so whenever he pleased.

But as soon as he took a step, Kurama's excited and quick-tempered voice was heard in response:

- Stay there! Fool! I'm almost done, I said! If you interfere, I will not forgive you!

"That's it..." The Hokage still stopped. Whatever it was, spoiling the relationship right now is not the best idea. This time she wasn't playing, she was really angry. It's like he hurt her pride...

"Is she changing clothes there?"

Surprisingly, Naruto guessed...

Kurama really did change...

"Grr! When will this be over!"

The irritated vixen was easily able to concentrate huge reserves of chakra in her small body, and although she could not cut off some animal traits, even this seemed easier than the clothes she hated! Kurama's tastes turned out to be rather pretentious, and from that she pored over her appearance much more diligently than the most determined beauties.

In the orange streams of energy, a naked female silhouette was quickly covered with ribbons of radiant chakra, then turned into patterned fabric.

She was finally able to reach perfection...

The fox's blond hair shone brightly and spilled to the sides, and its stunning forms bounced weakly, braided with shiny clothes.

Naruto waited tensely, all impatient and in great anticipation. Like a child, waiting for a cherished gift and an early opportunity to print it. His eyes literally glowed! Kurama's radiance never left him for a second...

Without the help of her jinchūriki, she herself was able to create a change of appearance technique. As a result, it turned out to be much easier than it seemed at first. It was only necessary to concentrate and change the consistency of your body. Oddly enough, the bijuu were quite capable of it, they just never used it. The main reason is survival. Tailed Beasts couldn't use techniques, so their giant bodies were their only advantage in combat. What can a small person with a lot of chakra do without being able to use it? It is much easier to seal such a target than a huge monster. The terrifying form of the Bijuus kept enemies away for centuries, until eventually it became useless...

Finally, the Nine-Tails' chakra sphere began to tremble and gradually decrease.

Naruto held his breath...