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Chapter 64: Obito’s Move
🕑 Added 2025-02-21 14:02:39 +0000 UTCChapter 64: Obito’s Move
Black Zetsu was completely speechless about Obito’s plan.
He couldn’t deny that Obito’s logic was correct.
After all, when it came to Uchiha, they were all absolute lunatics.
They either walked the path of pure-hearted saints or completely deranged maniacs—there was no in-between.
Obito, obviously, belonged to the second category.
But what made it worse? He didn’t even seem aware of his own insanity.
And his plans? Black Zetsu had always scoffed at them.
The Nine-Tails Incident?
If not for sheer dumb luck—with both Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki dying—Obito would’ve been in deep trouble afterward.
And yet, the guy couldn’t sit still.
Instead, he went and provoked another user of Flying Thunder God.
And now?
Not only had his identity been exposed, but he was also a wanted criminal in the Land of Fire.
But apparently, Obito hadn’t learned his lesson—because now, he had his eyes set on Shisui Uchiha.
Yes, they had detailed intel on Danzo’s schemes.
And yes, Kamui's dimension ensured that Haruta couldn’t sense Obito’s presence.
But still—Black Zetsu had zero confidence in Obito’s plan.
He was genuinely worried that the guy was about to screw things up—again.
"Sigh... Let’s just take it one step at a time..."
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Konoha Village – Dango Shop
"So, where the hell have you been lately? I haven’t seen you for days."
At a small dango shop in Konoha, Yūgao popped a skewer into her mouth while eyeing Haruta curiously.
Sure, Haruta was a bit reckless at times.
And yes, sometimes his actions were... hard to judge.
But she had never denied that he was a great teammate—reliable and trustworthy.
On their days off, Haruta would always come find her.
Whether it was going out together or training, they were usually inseparable.
And honestly? She knew that Haruta was actually helping her train more than anything else.
His kenjutsu was downright frightening.
Every time she shared new insights about sword techniques, Haruta immediately understood them—
Sometimes even developing them further than she did!
Pair that with his insane speed, monstrous strength, and vast chakra reserves…
Frankly, she stood no chance against him in a real fight.
For the longest time, she had thought true geniuses were people like Kakashi.
But Haruta?
He was on a whole different level.
And yet, for the past few days, he had vanished.
Not only did he not come looking for her, but even when she searched for him, he was nowhere to be found.
That’s why she was so curious.
"Maybe he had a mission?"
Beside her, Shisui raised an eyebrow, clearly choosing not to dig too deep.
"It wasn’t a mission," Haruta shook his head, casually lying as he began laying the groundwork for his cover story.
"I’ve just been having this... weird feeling lately."
"Weird feeling?"
Both Shisui and Yūgao looked at him in confusion.
"Yeah… I feel like my chakra is boiling, like my whole body is on fire.
So, I went to the hospital for a check-up, but nothing showed up.
In the end, I just found a quiet place to train."
There were no naturally awakened Wood Release users in Konoha.
The only ones who could use it were those who had it implanted.
So no one actually knew what it was like to awaken it naturally.
By making up this excuse, Haruta was both covering for himself and subtly preparing people for what was to come.
"Are you feeling okay?"
Immediately, Yūgao reached out and placed a hand on his wrist.
Despite being ANBU, she had also been studying medical ninjutsu under the Medical Corps.
She had enough basic knowledge to diagnose minor issues.
"I’m fine, don’t worry."
The moment her hand touched his, Haruta flipped his palm over and held onto hers instead.
Before she could pull away, he grinned.
"I’m not feeling bad at all. In fact, I feel amazing—that’s why I called it a strange feeling."
"…"
Yūgao stared at her hand in his, clearly at a loss for words.
Shisui, watching the scene unfold, simply laughed—but said nothing.
After a moment, he turned serious.
"Haruta, just take care of yourself. If you’re feeling off, don’t push it—just take a break if you need to.
You’re handling some important tasks right now, especially regarding that traitor… Uchiha Obito.
We need you at full strength."
Shisui’s words were genuine.
But at that moment, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
It was as if someone was staring daggers into his soul.
As a shinobi, he trusted his danger sense—and this was definitely real.
But when he looked around, he saw nothing unusual.
"Hmm… I understand."
Haruta nodded but also glanced around suspiciously.
He, too, felt like something was off—but just like Shisui, he found nothing.
So, he simply laughed it off.
"I think you need the break, senpai. Getting paranoid isn’t good for your health."
"Oi—are you trying to get rid of me?"
Shisui joked, making Yūgao tense up slightly.
"Shisui-senpai…"
She started, but before she could pull her hand away, Shisui stood up.
"Alright, alright. I won’t bother you two.
I just finished eating anyway, and I need to go check on my brother.
You guys have fun."
As he spoke, he even winked at both Haruta and Yūgao.
Haruta, completely unfazed, simply nodded in agreement.
Yūgao, on the other hand, was dying inside.
These two idiots… really?!
"It’s all your fault. You made Shisui-senpai leave."
She shot Haruta a glare.
But before she could say anything else, a new voice interrupted them.
"Hey, hey, hey! Yūgao!"
A familiar excited tone called out.
Turning her head, Yūgao saw Anko dragging along Kurenai—
And she was smirking as she stared at Yūgao’s hand, still being held by Haruta.
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Meanwhile…
"What was that feeling just now?"
Walking toward the Uchiha Compound, Shisui’s mind was still troubled.
That chilling sensation—as if someone was watching him—was way too real.
He needed to figure it out.
"Hm?"
Suddenly, a distortion of chakra surged nearby.
Shisui’s eyes narrowed.
Silently, he pulled out a kunai, and at the same time, his Sharingan activated.
He didn’t know who was there, but he wasn’t taking any chances.
"Impressive reflexes."
A deep voice echoed.
A moment later, a black-cloaked figure emerged.
He wore a swirling orange mask—and behind it, a single crimson Sharingan gleamed.
"…It’s you."
Shisui’s expression darkened.
"Uchiha Obito!"
Hearing that name, Obito’s fists clenched slightly.
For a moment, it felt like everyone knew who he was.
But he quickly pushed the thought aside and spoke calmly.
"I already told you—I am not Uchiha Obito.
But if that’s what you want to believe, fine.
I came here to talk."
"Talk?"
Shisui’s eyes remained sharp.
Obito let out a low chuckle.
"Yes.
I came to tell you…
The truth about Konoha and the Uchiha Clan."
...
