"Damn it!"
Obito's face twisted, fury seeming to drown his reason.
He suddenly understood why Shamu had been able to locate him so many times.
Why their actions had often been predicted.
Because Minato could sense the location of the Flying Thunder God mark on his body at any time.
No. Minato can take my life whenever he wants!
Obito's gaze turned somewhat frenzied as he reached behind himself and gripped the spot where he had been struck by the Rasengan years ago.
Wood Release spun and sliced through his hand. Then he dug his fingers in and tore hard.
Blood sprayed from Obito's back as he ripped off a chunk of flesh, skin and all.
The movement looked like he was tearing apart a rabbit with his bare hands.
Even Shamu's eyelids twitched at the sight.
Is that really necessary!? Is Obito's mental state that unstable?
Madara, standing nearby, also frowned slightly. Something's wrong with Obito's state of mind.
"Ah... ah... ah...!"
Obito howled as the intense pain made his body tremble.
After taking several ragged breaths, he rasped, "Now... no one will be able to find me again."
Minato wore a complicated expression and merely gave Obito a long look.
Obito, it's a pity you don't know that you're just Madara's pawn too.
Shamu and Madara both stared at Obito with extremely strange expressions, neither speaking for a moment.
After the pain subsided, the wound on Obito's back slowly wriggled as it healed.
Meeting Shamu's gaze, Obito still felt somewhat uneasy.
Countless images flashed through his mind.
All of them showed him dying before Shamu, over and over again.
No, it's too dangerous here. Before the Ten-Tails is revived, I can't die!
Let Madara keep controlling the Ten-Tails. I'll wait for it to revive!
Having made up his