Chapter 411: The Masked Man's Revenge
Smack.
The masked man slapped himself hard across the face.
"…Doesn't hurt? Looks like I'm still dreaming."
He let out a sigh.
Completely forgetting that half of his body was made of White Zetsu and Hashirama cells, his sense of pain had already been dulled countless times over.
"Obito, what's wrong? What dream?"
White Zetsu looked at him with concern.
"It's nothing. You must've come over because you've got more intel, right?"
The masked man turned to look at him.
What one thinks about during the day appears in dreams at night. After hearing so many bizarre things earlier, it was only natural for his dream to expand on them.
Just like that wedding dream he had just now.
At this point, no matter what White Zetsu said, it wouldn't stir any emotions in him.
"Yeah, Obito. Do you know? Yesterday I went to gather intel from other White Zetsu, and guess what I found out? Rin, Nohara Rin, has been revived!"
"Some White Zetsu saw her walking normally on the streets of the Amegakure Village. No cracks on her body, and her eyes looked completely normal…"
"Alright, that's enough."
The masked man cut him off immediately, "Rin again? Can't you come up with something new? Let me guess, you're about to say she was walking around with some guy, acting all close to him?"
He wasn't surprised at all that White Zetsu brought up Rin again.
In his heart, Rin was the most important person. That was beyond question.
Dreaming about her was completely normal.
"Well… not exactly. Nohara Rin was shopping with Impure World Reincarnation Uzumaki Kushina, but…"
White Zetsu trailed off, hesitating.
"But what? Go on. The important part comes after that, right?"
The masked man crossed his arms, looking as if he had already seen through everything.
"But I followed them and eavesdropped for a while. It seems Rin was revived with the help of a man. And… he saw her completely naked… maybe even touched her…"
"Obito, I didn't want to tell you this, but I couldn't bear to keep it from you. You have to stay calm."
White Zetsu tried desperately to calm him.
But the masked man showed no reaction at all. Instead, he simply said: "That's it?"
White Zetsu was stunned.
He couldn't help but wonder if Obito had been so overstimulated by yesterday's events that his mind had snapped and developed some strange new tendencies.
…It wasn't impossible.
"But don't you think the order of this story is reversed?"
The masked man suddenly changed tone, as if deep in thought.
Reversed?
White Zetsu had no idea what he was talking about.
What the masked man meant was this: Rin being revived and having some connection with another man… and the wedding dream he had earlier… weren't those events in the wrong order?
Shouldn't this come first, and then the wedding afterward?
As expected of a dream, chaotic, absurd, and completely illogical.
But that was fine. Since he was already in a dream, he might as well use it to plan what to do after waking up.
First, he needed to adjust his mindset.
He must not have any unnecessary emotions anymore.
Even if Rin, or even his grandmother, were truly revived, it would all be fake.
Only the versions of them inside the Infinite Tsukuyomi would be real!
Besides, right now they weren't even truly revived, at most, they had just been brought back with Impure World Reincarnation.
So first, he needed to deal with Kakashi.
He planned to take Sasuke's Rinnegan, but even after taking it, he would only transplant one eye.
The other eye had to retain Kamui. That was what ensured his invincibility.
So Kakashi had to be dealt with.
What kind of person was Kakashi?
Even though he had been acting strangely lately, Kakashi had always been responsible, cold on the outside, but deeply emotional inside.
If he made a move against Sasuke, Kakashi would definitely abandon whatever nonsense he was doing with his grandmother and step in to stop him.
And Kakashi still had the other Sharingan, which would seriously interfere with his intangibility.
So Kakashi had to temporarily lose the ability to fight.
But how?
In reality, he might have thought it through carefully.
But this was a dream.
And since it was already absurd enough, weddings and all, what was wrong with letting himself go a little?
So, ignoring White Zetsu calling after him, the masked man silently walked out of the cave.
He had always kept an eye on Kakashi.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have "coincidentally" overheard Kakashi talking to himself at the memorial stone and obtained crucial information back then.
Right now, Kakashi had a small amount of low-purity Hashirama cells he had given him. It reduced the side effects of the Mangekyō, but only to a limited extent.
After all, the masked man himself had half his body made of it, that was what allowed him to use it so freely.
Kakashi couldn't match that.
So the method to incapacitate Kakashi was right here.
Kakashi trained Kamui relentlessly to protect the people he cared about, the ones still alive.
Before, he had been afraid of going blind from overuse, so he treated Kamui as a limited resource.
But after that incident, when he realized his vision barely deteriorated anymore, he began to change.
Kamui's speed couldn't be improved unless both eyes were brought together.
That was a fixed value, a fundamental limitation.
But in terms of technique, Kakashi had already mastered most of it.
Warping targets at various distances, he had it all down.
Now he was training in another direction.
Transporting objects into Kamui without harming them, retrieving them…
Even entering the Kamui space himself.
Of course, that would come last.
He had to practice with other objects first. Otherwise, if he went in and couldn't get out, that would be ridiculous.
And no, he couldn't just use shadow clones.
Each clone consumed at least half his chakra.
Kakashi's chakra reserves were already limited due to the Sharingan. The Hashirama cells only reduced the Mangekyō's side effects and slightly restored his reserves, but it still wasn't enough.
The masked man didn't care about any of that.
All he knew was that Kakashi could now store and retrieve objects.
That meant the Kamui space was no longer a private inventory, it had become a shared one.
What was inside was no longer safe.
But at the same time, it meant he could finally get revenge on Kakashi.
Even if this was just a dream, he had to try it.
Come on, Kakashi!
Somewhere in the Amegakure Village's pipeline system, the masked man twisted open a valve.
As the valve turned, waves of yellow liquid surged out from the pipe ahead.
"Kakashi, don't think you're the only one who can do this!"
Kamui activated.
Space twisted.
Endless waves of yellow liquid were sucked into his eye.
Unfortunately, thanks to the Sharingan's exceptional vision, he saw everything clearly.
At the same time, he finally realized, this might not be a dream.
What kind of dream had such vivid detail?
Wait!
What about his grandma?
No, Grandma...!
(End of this chapter)