"Ahhh!!!"
In the empty underground cavern, Uchiha Obito writhed on the ground like a worm, clutching his head and howling in anguish.
"Damn it, Uchiha Aoya, that bastard! Damn it!"
"You bastard! Stay away from my Rin!"
"I have to go back! I'm going back right now!"
"Damn it, ahhh! Why did Minato-sensei let that guy join us?"
"Rin... sob..."
"..."
At first, Uchiha Madara had felt somewhat pleased that his plan had gone smoothly.
But as time passed and he watched Obito squirm on the ground, wailing without end, his forehead gradually creased with exasperation.
Obito's strength was that he had a lot of feelings.
The problem was that he had way too many feelings!
The decades Madara had spent lurking in the Shinobi World had been less lively than the month or so since Obito arrived!
"...Enough!"
Uchiha Madara finally couldn't take it anymore and shouted at him.
"Ahhh..."
It didn't work at all.
Sigh...
Uchiha Madara was at a loss.
How had he ended up choosing such a hopeless successor?
He wondered if it was still in time to switch candidates...
Seeing that Obito wasn't listening to a word, Uchiha Madara absorbed a little Chakra from the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, then yanked out the tube and got up to leave.
He'd find somewhere quieter.
Obito was in no condition to go anywhere, so there was no need to worry about him.
He'd wait until Obito wore himself out from all the wailing.
"White Zetsu, how are things with Uchiha Aoya?"
"Lord Madara, with that guy's current strength, we don't dare get too close." White Zetsu spread his hands helplessly.
That guy's senses were incredibly sharp now!
Several of the clones they'd sent out earlier had nearly been discovered by him!
"That's fine. Send out