Arise, My Undead Waifu!

"I can keep doing this for as long as it takes. Over and over again." I mocked the flaky zombie currently growling on the floor after the umpteenth time kicking her to 'death'.

"I didn't ask for you to bring me back at all, let alone some weak and pathetic version of me!" Ameyuri Ringo yelled as she got back up to fight me once again with her rapid regenerating undying body. 

"Just hurry up and fall in love with me so we can get back to fixing the village." I deadpanned as I kicked her head off her shoulders, the two of us simply not existing in the same league after my power up and her heavy nerf. 

Tier 5 Impure World Reincarnation doesn't produce powerful zombies, or even gives you any control over them, but that suits my needs perfectly in this scenario. 

"You're such a freak!" she spat after her head reformed on her body, "Tell me how much my dead body turns you on, Momochi." 

"This is not some fetish play, Ringo." I sighed, "It's power, plain and simple. So stop wasting time and start helping Lord Fifth get more powerful by giving him your tender maiden heart's sincere love confession." 

"What are you even on about!" she snarled as she attacked - painfully slowly - and got kicked in her sharpened teeth.

"Have faith in Lord Fifth!" I shouted at her, "Gain eternal life!" 

While Ameyuri may have failed to get my most excellent of references we continued our date, for what else could this outing be where we constantly participate in Ameyuri's two favorite things: fighting and talking to hot guys. Hot guy personified in this case by a pissed off desk jockey: me. It is only a matter of time until my grotesquely violent abuse reaches this near helpless woman's heart. 

"Why are you even doing this?" Ameyuri screamed her frustration at me. 

"I already told you, Ringo? You deaf, bitch?" I barked and swept her feet out from under her and started stomping on her chest repeatedly, snapping her ribs, her regenerating them, then snapping them again and again in a cycle.

"This all ends when you sincerely tell me you love me, but it doesn't have to be real." I informed her as I battered away at her concept of resistance. 

Hard when dealing with such a mean and aggressive cunt like Ameyuri, but I'm a hard man.

"I'm going to genjutsu you again, this time don't resist." I commanded as I went through the hand signs, stopping my stomping with the last as the genjutsu took hold of her mind. 

For me, nothing changed, for the girl currently pinned under my sandal, gone was the large empty cell and the torture, replaced with a romantic seaside tryst with her hot forbidden boytoy, Zabuza, an untamed scoundrel, shirtless and rippling, and also her sensei. The scene: the climax of their unorthodox and passionate courtship. Zabuza takes her into his enormous arms, locking her slender body in his iron embrace, telling her 'I love you'

To which she responds both in the illusion and in reality, "That's nice." 

"Damn it!" I shouted and kicked her head to release her from the illusion before pinning her down again.

"What the hell!" she shouted back at me, "I didn't even resist!" 

"'That's nice'!" I yelled down at her, "I hit you with every fem-sploug fantasy and all you can say is 'That's nice'!"

"Screw you, Zabuza!" she screeched, "I'm not a basic bitch!" 

"Then what the hell am I supposed to hit you with to get you to say those magic words?" 

"That's kind of personal!" she countered and I growled, "Fine, whatever, let me just tell you my deepest romantic fantasy so you can fuck my mind with it." 

"You'll get to come back to life full power, better than ever even. And you'll know where the Kiba Blades are." I told her about the full perks for that extra motivation. 

"Shit, why didn't you lead with that?" she spat at me. 

"You started the violence." I counter spat down onto her face, "It's not my fault that I found beating your unkillable little body into submission very therapeutic. It's stressful being Mizukage. The last guy purposely sabotaged everything. I can't seem to kick a brick in this place without finding out that Yagura personally weakened the mortar." 

"Well screw you, asshole." Ringo growled.

"Just hurry up with your personal love life fantasy so we can get this over with." I sighed. 

"Fine!" she pursed and wiggled her lips as she started blushing, like a basic bitch, "Alright, you're my childhood friend…" 

"That's it?" I ground my heel a bit to encourage her to continue. 

"You work with horses." she gritted out between clenched teeth, "And we ride them together every time I come back from missions." 

"Neat." I neated.

"You just killed my father, and you're holding me covered in his blood." she finished and I waited for her to continue, but we'd hit the end.

"That tracks." I sighed, and hit her with the genjutsu again. 

I waited and after a few minutes Ameyuri giggled and said, "I love you too." 

My account with the Company gained 56 points and the paper zombie under my foot transformed into a flesh and blood human woman, same short stack four foot eight height, but more filled out in the feminine department. The smallest member of the Strongest Generation of Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist grabbed my ankle, suddenly much more powerful than her prior ineffective flailings. 

"Don't even think about it, bitch." I growled and pressed down harder, gripping the ground with my other foot for full leverage, she grunted and her eyebrows furrowed as I pulled my Company Device from my pocket and began tabbing and scrolling through it. 

My specific contract with The Company forgoes the convenient methods of Binding and brainwashing available to Contractors. At base I've nothing to ensure the loyalty of members of my Retinue other than my native rizz and the threat of selling them. In the Talents tab I selected Communication and Inculcation Talents. 20 points gone in exchange for a superpower. As much as I may appreciate my new capacity to pick up the gift of the gab, Inculcation Talent enables me to mold the minds of others like I'm a Holy_Joker protagonist. All of a sudden all the 'psychological tricks' taught in undergrad classes go from being mental phenomena classifications to full blown actionable techniques. Before I couldn't just say Stockholm Syndrome and mind whammy a person, now though… I still can't, but I can easily induce it as a vector for my mind warping. But why bother when I have an entire branch of my chakra powers dedicated to infiltrating the opponent's thoughts and perception. 

Ameyuri snarled when I hit her with the genjustu again and quickly started throwing it off, but I kept layering the genjutsus on her one after another all of them a vector for me to start molding her habits, preferences, reflexes, and even the core of her neurochemistry. I didn't need to change much, the woman was already a good jonin, ruthless, determined, and thorough. I just needed her to go from a strong independent woman to something more like Haku. A perfect subby, but only for me. 

My new Talent plus genjustu results in something similar to the flaccid and overhyped Kotoamatsukami - the Mangekyo Sharingan ability that allows one to control the minds of others - but rather than a throwaway ineffective plot device, Inculcation Talent doesn't end when someone releases the genjustu. The mental conditioning remains permanently, and as Ringo learned first hand, the very first thing to go under my rapid waves of mind attacking techniques is the capacity to resist my mind attacking techniques. In just a handful of minutes, Ringo stopped throwing off my intrusive illusions and just laid on the ground experiencing the rapid social and psychological conditioning, hours compressed into minutes as her mind engaged with the process as fast as possible without burning out her neurons. 

"Master Zabuza." Ameyuri twisted to bow to me after I released her, "I am so sorry for making you go through so much effort." 

I rotated out the kinks in my neck and shoulders and yawned, "It was necessary to secure you as an asset."

I unsealed a mask and two high quality swords from a scroll on my belt and tossed them to her. 

"Tell them to send in the next prisoner." I ordered with my thumb pointed at the door of the large cell. 

Ringo nodded and dawned her new equipment before hastily leaving to carry out my command. I cracked my fingers and settled in for a long stretch of sacrificing Yagura's genuine supporters to rez, brainwash, and trans five more swordsmen and two kage. With a little focus, my finger tips ignited with chakra formed seals, the Five Element Seal. Looking down at that little wonder I grinned. 

"You're going to make the rest of these so much easier." 

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I'm having a little trouble getting into the voice for Grunt these days. I haven't written him in years, and specifically spent most of that time writing a character who is his opposite in many ways. As such my Worm fic will update when I find inspiration for it like Coil's ugabuga scene. My main focus right now is my Fable fic: 'Fable: The Rise of the Forth Hero' which is currently 18 thousand words long after three weeks. 

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