Obito's Unfortunate Adventure

Thump thump thump!

Urgent knocking—no, pounding on the door—dragged Uchiha Sōgetsu from his dreams.

"Who is it?" Having his pleasant dream disrupted so early in the morning left Sōgetsu in an extremely foul mood. He rubbed his slightly throbbing temples, threw on an outer robe, and went to open the door.

"Ah, sorry, Brother Sōgetsu." Obito, standing outside, saw Sōgetsu's less-than-friendly glare, swallowed nervously, and quickly bowed in apology: "I didn't mean to wake you. I saw it was almost noon and thought you'd be up already."

This was exactly why he hated bratty kids!

Sōgetsu sighed helplessly, stepped aside to clear a path, and waved a hand: "Come in, Obito, but wait for me to freshen up first, alright?"

"Uh, sure, Brother Sōgetsu."

Obito crept inside cautiously, then obediently sat cross-legged on the tatami, head bowed like he'd done something wrong.

Sōgetsu nodded coolly, then turned to wash up.

Left to his own devices, Obito managed to stay still at first, but before long, it was like his true colors came out and he got hit with a case of hyperactivity.

One moment he'd scratch his head, the next he'd glance left and right, occasionally letting out a goofy grin, then blushing bright red with embarrassment.

He was just like a little boy going through puberty, crushing on some girl but too scared to confess—that kind of hesitant, brain-full-of-junk state.

"Ahem."

Sōgetsu's timely cough snapped the little boy out of his fantasy.

"Uh, Brother Sōgetsu?" Obito jolted in fright.

"Thinking about Rin again?" Sōgetsu sat down across from him, tilting his head slightly, propping his chin on his right hand, and chuckled: "But, Obito, there's something I need to tell you in advance."

Obito blinked: "What is it, Brother Sōgetsu?"

A playful grin crept onto Sōgetsu's face: "I can help you make your wish come true, but to protect a minor's mental health, 'lewd' stuff is strictly prohibited."

"W-What lewd stuff?!"

Obito's face burned red, and he shouted, eyes wide: "I-I wasn't thinking about anything lewd like that! Brother Sōgetsu, don't talk nonsense!"

"Oh?" Sōgetsu sat up straight, staring intently at Obito: "Really not? You've never thought about it in your heart?"

Obito's face flushed even darker, veins bulging on his forehead as he stubbornly insisted: "N-No, absolutely not. I'm a ninja—why would a ninja think about lewd things?"

Then came a string of hard-to-follow mutterings.

Things like "Three Ninja Prohibitions," "Uchiha Pride," "Pure Love is Invincible."

It made Sōgetsu burst out laughing, and for a moment, the room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

It wasn't until Obito's face was as red as a boiled shrimp and steam practically rose from his head that Sōgetsu finally managed to stop laughing. He waved a hand: "Alright, I get it. So, do you have the money ready, Obito?"

Sixty thousand ryo in bills was pushed forward, and Obito dropped into a perfect dogeza, pleading: "Brother Sōgetsu, I'm counting on you!"

Sōgetsu pulled out fifty thousand from the stack and pushed the rest back: "I promised you a discount last time. And since you made me laugh, I'll let you experience the full version this time as a special treat."

"Really? Thank you, Brother Sōgetsu!" Obito was so grateful he almost bowed twice more.

"No need to thank me. Get ready, Obito."

Blood-red Sharingan appeared in Sōgetsu's eyes: "Remember, don't resist. Relax your mind, and I'll pull you into the genjutsu."

"Okay, I know, Brother Sōgetsu."

Thinking his wish was about to come true, Obito took several deep breaths to calm his excitement.

"Genjutsu: Wish Fulfillment!"

Deep within Sōgetsu's eyes, ripples began to swirl.

In the real world, Obito, dragged into the dream by the genjutsu, stared blankly ahead like a brain-dead vegetable, only his breathing instinct remaining.

"Hmm, let me think—what kind of dream should I weave for him?" Sōgetsu rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, then his eyes lit up: "Right, this script it is!"

He chases, she flees, she can't escape!

And throw in a scheming bestie and a perfect second male lead too!

Oh, almost forgot—since he wants to experience 'unforgettable love,' angsty romance elements are a must.

Kidney swap, eye gouging... give him the whole set.

In the ninja world, organ compatibility doesn't matter anyway—it's all hot-swappable.

Let's see... what else?

Wife-chasing? Stomach illness?

Forget it, just pile it all on Obito. Let the little guy learn what 21st-century toxic tropes really mean!

Perfect!

After this experience, if Obito isn't sobbing his heart out and feeling the depths of angsty love, then all Sōgetsu's reading was for nothing.

Watching the implanted genjutsu dream plot unfold, Sōgetsu nodded in satisfaction: "OK, business done. Now it's personal time."

A discount for Obito?

Don't be ridiculous. Of course, he wasn't that kind-hearted.

Let's not even talk about the later stages—the beastly things this guy did. He wasn't wasting his spirituality and chakra just to earn a few measly coins.

Mere money meant nothing to him.

The reason he set the price high was solely to filter his clients.

Otherwise, if anyone could afford the treatment fee, he'd run out of spirituality in a few days and lose control on the spot, going mad.

100,000 Ryo was the dividing line.

A-rank missions generally had bounties of 100,000 Ryo or more, so the "clients" who got through the filter proved they were worth that value.

Now came the real point.

Sōgetsu mobilized his spirituality, opened the gate to Obito's mind-body, and directly buried a tiny psychological suggestion deep in his psyche!

Over the past several years, Sōgetsu had repeated this act many times.

Although each psychological suggestion was weak and couldn't directly take effect, let alone change their thoughts or beliefs, they had the advantage of being extremely subtle.

Accumulated day by day, enough drops could wear through stone!

By the time he advanced to Sequence 4, these suggestions buried deep in the psyche would turn into a terrifying plague ready to erupt at any moment!

"Hah..."

Sōgetsu looked at Uchiha Obito and said softly, "Don't blame me for being underhanded. We're about the same—if anything, you're way more shameless than I am."

Soon, the treatment ended.

Obito looked like his worldview had been shattered, staggering and dazed as he stumbled out of the room.

Seemed like... he'd need some time to recover.

Sōgetsu rubbed his chin: "Did I lay it on too thick? No way, I wasn't even trying."

Regardless of Obito's mental state, his task was complete.

[Main Quest: Advance to Sequence 5 - Dream Walker (Incomplete)]
[Find the Bird-headed Demon of the Spirit World, sign a contract with it, then take one of its tail feathers and consume the magical potion in a state of intense emotion—either joy or anger—to advance to Sequence 5 - Dream Walker]
[Reward: Wriggling Hunger (Can only drive one soul at a time, and can only use the extraordinary abilities corresponding to that soul and one's own abilities)]

[Side Quest: Qualified Psychologist IV (Incomplete)]
[Provide psychological therapy to at least 100 people, or fulfill their wishes (2/100)]
[Reward: Lemann's Travel Notes]

[Side Quest: Adolescent Troubles (Completed)]
[No matter how hard he tried to perform, Obito, who could never win the favor of the girl, finally made a decision.]
[Reward: Fate Doll (Blocks fate, allowing the holder to defend against curses, detection, and tracking effects)]

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