His chakra was in utter chaos, the Mangekyō Sharingan's light growing ever brighter, yet he still couldn't break free of Genki's control. All he could do was let out a desperate, anguished roar, his voice filled with resentment and despair.
Rin was stunned too. She looked at Genki's cold expression and Obito's frenzied, despairing appearance. Then she heard Genki's icy command—"Drag her away"—and a powerful sense of unease and fear rose within her.
She instinctively took a step back, her eyes full of confusion and fear. "Y-you... what are you going to do? Obito, what happened?"
The clan members exchanged glances. No one dared step forward.
Though they hated Obito, they couldn't bear to lay a hand on a girl who had just been revived and was still bewildered and innocent. Yet they didn't dare disobey Genki's orders, so they could only stand there awkwardly, their expressions conflicted.
At that moment, Uchiha Genki's gaze quietly shifted to a slender figure in the crowd, and his expression instantly grew complicated. It was Uchiha Izumi.
His eyes no longer held the coldness, mockery, and cruelty they had before. Instead, there was a hint of barely perceptible bewilderment and tenderness, along with a trace of longing that even he himself hadn't noticed.
He knew perfectly well that the Uchiha Izumi before him was a stranger from a parallel world, with no connection whatsoever to the older sister from his own world. They had the same appearance and the same name, but different destinies and different souls.
Even so, when he saw that familiar face, a ripple still stirred deep in his heart.
It was a longing etched into the depths of his soul, a bond that couldn't be erased even across parallel worlds. The girl before him had the exact same eyes, features,