"Waaahhh…"
Uchiha Shisui, who had just finished the match, sat on the ground crying in grievance.
I said I wouldn't fight, but you all insisted I had to, how was I supposed to beat that monster?
Uchiha Itachi also hid far away behind a big tree, only poking out a small head, blankly staring at the motionless man in the green tights.
That scene from just now was still etched in his mind.
Just a moment ago, after Might Guy and Uchiha Shisui formed the seal of confrontation, Shisui immediately activated his one-tomoe Sharingan and quickly pulled back to create distance.
As for Guy—
"Eight Gates, First Gate, open."
"Second Gate, open."
"Third Gate, open."
"Fourth Gate, open."
His hair shot upward, his whole body turning red—like a monster.
In an instant, he was right in front of Uchiha Shisui.
Shisui didn't even have time to react.
"What kind of monster is this…?"
All he could do was watch as the red fist in front of him grew larger and larger.
With a smack, smoke dispersed.
By the time it cleared, Uchiha Shisui had already been carried out by Uchiha Kamito, while Guy's fist was firmly caught in Hyūga Hiyasu's hand.
"It's over, Guy."
"Ah… is that so?"
Guy returned to his normal stance.
"Stand there and reflect properly."
Hyūga Hiyasu had a headache.
Can't you see the other side is much younger than you?
You go straight into the Eight Gates to beat him—do you have some grudge or something?
At the same time, having just recovered from fear and brushed past death, Uchiha Shisui couldn't hold it in anymore. He collapsed to the ground and burst into loud sobs.
Hearing the crying, Uchiha Kamito immediately—
at once—set up the Recording Insect and started filming.
"Hey, hey, is this how you act as a teacher? That's way too heartless."
Hyūga Hiyasu complained.
Comparing it now, wasn't his own way of teaching Guy way too considerate and gentle?
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm—
In the distance, Uchiha Itachi, who didn't even dare show his face, nodded frantically in agreement.
His uncle definitely didn't have something like a conscience.
"As long as you don't die, nothing is really a big problem. And sometimes, people only realize things when they're on the brink of death, don't they?"
"Besides, what does this have to do with me? Who told your Guy to open the gates right from the start? That scared the hell out of me, okay?"
"Hey, can you blame me for that? For a pure taijutsu ninja like Guy, if he doesn't rely on explosive power, what else is he supposed to rely on? Open the gates one by one and let the opponent get used to it? That's just handing them the win. It's all about surprise—one strike, and the opponent's head is gone. Tell me, how would you even lose like that?"
"When you put it that way… it actually makes sense."
Uchiha Kamito imagined it for a moment—
When Six Paths Madara was arrogantly showing off, a red blood dragon suddenly burst out, Night Guy kicked his head—and the whole story ends. Huh… that image is too beautiful, I don't even dare to imagine it.
"Oh right, Might Guy—what about his lifelong rival, Kakashi? Honestly, I haven't seen him in a long time."
"Him? I think he brought his girlfriend home. I heard Sakumo-san has been extremely happy lately."
"Girlfriend?"
...
Hatake Residence.
Wearing an apron, Hatake Sakumo was cheerfully busy in the kitchen.
"My daughter-in-law is coming again."
"Hahaha."
"Hahahahaha."
"Haha."
Right now, Hatake Sakumo didn't want to say a single word—only laughter kept bursting out.
"Dad, I'm back."
Hearing the voice, Hatake Sakumo instantly appeared, but when he saw only Hatake Kakashi—
"Where's my daughter-in-law?"
"What daughter-in-law? She's just a former classmate. Dad, don't misunderstand. Last time you made things really awkward."
Kakashi quickly explained.
Yeah right, I'd believe that? A normal female classmate would come home with you for dinner? Who are you trying to fool?
But Sakumo didn't expose him.
Young people nowadays like this kind of thing—if you poke through it, it ruins the mood.
Kakashi had already walked into the kitchen.
"Wow, Dad, today's meal looks amazing. Hurry up, I can barely hold myself back."
"Not cooking. Not in the mood. Go eat outside."
"Come on, Dad. Wouldn't all these prepared ingredients go to waste if you don't cook them?"
"No waste. I wasn't planning to cook today anyway, just practicing my knife skills."
Hatake Sakumo had already taken off his apron and gone back to his room to lie down.
Dad, isn't this contrast a bit too much? Does your own son not deserve to eat such a good meal?
Kakashi was now extremely conflicted.
He had reached an important life choice—his pride, or his stomach?
Better choose the stomach first.
Kakashi immediately ran out.
"Rin, please come back to my house and have another meal with me."
"Sure."
"You agreed that easily?"
"For something as good as a free meal, who would refuse? Besides, Sakumo-san treats me very well."
Nohara Rin said with a gentle smile.
Rin who was killed by Kakashi's own hands,
Rin who bore Kakashi's children—which one would push our Obito into darkness more easily?
What a difficult choice.
...
Hatake Residence.
"Dad, I'm hungry. Hurry up and cook."
"I said I'm not cooking. You've got money, go eat outside."
Hatake Sakumo turned his head, about to get angry—
"Hello, uncle."
Nohara Rin showed a sweet smile.
"Oh, Rin's here."
Hatake Sakumo returned a bright and kind smile.
"Wait a moment, the meal will be ready soon."
Body Flicker—
Hatake Sakumo had already arrived in the kitchen and started working busily.
Hatake Kakashi: Dad, could you be any more biased?
Hatake Sakumo's answer was—
Yes.
At the dinner table—
Kakashi had just reached for a piece of fish—
Smack.
"So rude. Don't you know to let the guest eat first? Rin, have some fish."
Hatake Kakashi: I can't stay in this house for even one more minute.
...
While things were peaceful here—what about our Obito?
In the dark corner of the ninja world—
"Grandma, I will definitely create a world where you exist."
Uchiha Obito, who had aged greatly overnight, looked at the gravestone before him.
In his eyes—a strange pinwheel spun.
Dual Kamui Uchiha Obito was born.
"In a world without you, I can't stay even for a moment."
At this point, he had already deeply fallen into the script set for him by Uchiha Madara.
In a place beyond Obito's perception—
"Madara-sama, Obito has been trained very successfully. I've also planted a hidden pawn inside his body. Madara-sama, your plan will definitely succeed."
Black Zetsu reported.
"Mm."
Madara, already on his last breath, no longer had the strength to say anything else.
Feeling his eyelids grow heavier and heavier—the next time he opened his eyes, the ninja world would welcome eternal peace.
Hashirama, I will prove to you that I am right.
The last trace of Uchiha Madara's life faded completely.
"Madara-sama, Madara-sama!"
Black Zetsu revealed a strange smile, then shouted loudly—
"Obito! Something's wrong! Madara-sama is gone!"
Space twisted.
Uchiha Obito arrived using Kamui.
Looking at Madara's lifeless body, he took out a mask.
"From now on, I am Uchiha Madara."
Seeing this, Black Zetsu immediately knelt.
"As you command, Madara-sama."