The next morning, on the outskirts of Konoha.
Although Konoha had launched a war, Sunagakure was completely suppressed by Konoha.
Konoha itself had not been affected much and remained as prosperous as ever.
White Zetsu Obito emerged from the ground. Looking at the crisscrossing roads outside and the Konoha that had expanded more than several times over, he felt as though a lifetime had passed.
Back then, he had been thirteen.
Now, he was thirty.
No, that twisted, deranged person isn't me!
I would never hurt my teacher or master's wife. Nor would I hurt Rin.
White Zetsu Obito's expression shifted repeatedly.
After emerging from the earth, his skin was no longer pale, and he had taken on the appearance he had when he died at Kannabi Bridge.
Only, he no longer had the clothes from back then or a Konoha forehead protector. His current outfit had been created with the Transformation Jutsu.
White Zetsu Obito saw many people walking along the main road outside and naturally blended in with them.
Although the name Obito was renowned throughout the Shinobi World,
no one recognized what Obito had looked like at thirteen.
Seeing that he wore a Konoha forehead protector, the people around him paid him no attention.
White Zetsu Obito was not particularly nervous, though he did want to see just how far he could get.
He soon followed the crowd to Konoha's newly expanded outer city.
The dazzling variety of goods here left Obito completely wide-eyed.
There were even many high-tech electrical appliances that White Zetsu Obito had never seen before.
Like a country bumpkin visiting the city for the first time, he strolled from one end of the street to the other.
A long time passed, yet he still had not finished browsing. Looking at the sky, Obito