"Bastard!"
In a cave somewhere in Rain Country, the rain outside pattered steadily, while Obito Uchiha's heart burned hot.
Looking at the wanted poster in his hand, printed with a portrait of him—though it was still somewhat different from his actual face—his head was buzzing.
Even though he had known this would happen long ago, now that it really had, he still could barely hold it together. Especially...
"Kakuzu actually has his eyes on me?!"
"Actually, there's been discussion within the organization about whether to kill you."
Black Zetsu looked at Obito Uchiha from the side, somewhat speechless.
"Itachi Uchiha in particular was shocked by your existence, and even started suspecting your true identity. Fortunately, Konoha didn't give out too much information."
"Konoha just doesn't want to embarrass itself, right? After all, I killed the Fourth Hokage."
Obito Uchiha snorted coldly, but what he thought was indeed correct. Konoha truly had not mentioned his "great achievements."
They had not even marked down his specific abilities. They had only noted "extremely dangerous," as well as that he possessed a powerful Sharingan, and listed a generous bounty.
But that was enough. That bounty was enough to make who knew how many bounty ninja eager to make a move.
And the note about the Sharingan had made all the major nations begin to take an interest.
"Hey, hey, hey, Obito, you've made a name for yourself across the ninja world now."
White Zetsu's half face grinned as he looked at Obito.
"That's a huge sum of money. You didn't see Kakuzu. When he mentioned you, his eyes were glowing green."
"Shut up. His eyes are green to begin with."
Black Zetsu cut off this clown, White Zetsu.
"What are you going to do now? Also, have you already removed that Flying Thunder God