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    Shang Qinghua let out a long, shaky breath. “Right. Okay. Sure. No problem. I can work with that. That’s fine.” He shifted the baby in his arms, looking down at the tiny, squirming face, the damp lashes clinging together. “You hear that? As long as you make it to the sect, everything’s good. Easy quest conditions. No trauma required.”

    Luo Binghe made a faint snuffling sound, unimpressed.

    Shang Qinghua’s smile collapsed almost instantly. “Oh, gods, what am I saying?” He scrubbed a hand over his face, leaving another smear of drying blood. “I’m not qualified for this! I can barely keep myself alive half the time! You need—uh—you need a responsible, kindhearted woman from a humble background with good soup-making skills, not a chronically overworked peak lord-slash-spy!”

    The baby responded by making a small, gurgling noise that sounded alarmingly like agreement.

    “Don’t sass me,” Shang Qinghua muttered. “You’re, like, twelve minutes old.”

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    Just another fic where Shang Qinghua ruins canon and gains a son.

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    Tobirama has always had a problem with his scent. 

    Or rather—everyone else has had a problem with it.

    When they were at war, it had been a significantly lesser point of contention. Not many had the time, nor the energy, to focus on how a shinobi smelled among the putrid tang of blood and rot that so often overtook the battlefield.

    Toka had even called it a positive, once. “It must be quite jarring,” she had said, “To look over and see your clan slaughtered, surrounded by the smell of vanilla and caramelized sugar.”

    Right.

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    “Come on, Senju,” he said, grin sharp, voice carrying across the suddenly breathless crowd. “Let’s give them a show.”

    Half the audience gasped.

    Tobirama jerked out of Madara’s grip. “You are not helping.”

    Madara blinked, almost offended. “I’m trying to be encouraging.”

    “Encourage me from over there,” Tobirama snapped, pointing to a spot roughly three meters away.

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    The one where Konoha starts a madatobi conspiracy.

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    Tobirama could map the spread of a poison, trace the arc of a contagion. But this was something else. A pressure building beneath the surface of every mind in Konoha, eroding restraint, whispering that want was reason enough.

    He’d already ruled out infection, chakra interference, genjutsu, mass hysteria. None of it accounted for the same hollow look in the eyes of some of the villagers or the sudden hunger that burned through the rest. Something deeper was threading through them all, and it had started here—seven days ago.

    At the center of it sat the merchant’s gift he confiscated from Kagami.

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    When Shen Yuan woke up in Proud Immortal Demon Way and saw his tiny, bruised, and battered body, his first thought was: God, please don’t let me be Luo Binghe! Anyone with a brain can tell I have no capacity for enduring suffering! Mercy, System, mercy!

    Shortly thereafter, as the recently purchased property of the scum villain Shen Qingqiu himself, Shen Yuan had to wonder if maybe that first thought wouldn’t have been so bad after all. At least Luo Binghe had the protagonist halo! Never in a million years would the protagonist have had to endure the humiliation of being dragged kicking and screaming into the home of the scum villain, who… might not be that scummy after all?

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