Surrounded

If only Lin had been laughing, she might have been laughing at Obito. But if everyone was laughing, then it probably had nothing to do with him.

And their smiles were especially unnerving. They expressed no happiness, only pain, bitterness, and anger...

When those emotions appeared alongside a smile, they inspired nothing but cold dread.

One by one, they stood up, as though strings above their heads were directing their movements, as though a puppeteer were controlling them.

But this was not reality, and Sasori of the Red Sands, who could control so many puppets, had probably already fled beyond the borders of the Land of Rain.

Even if he had been here, his puppet strings would have been completely useless.

These people moved like puppets, yet their footsteps grew heavier and heavier. They converged on Uchiha Itachi, all but surrounding him.

Every one of them stretched out their arms and opened their mouths wide.

Only then, when he saw the face of the person right in front of him, did Uchiha Itachi suddenly realize that this person seemed to have died by his blade.

He had killed many people on the Night of the Uchiha Clan Extermination. Looking around, he saw that everyone surrounding him had been killed by his own hands.

But she could do nothing. She could only watch as these Uchiha Clan members, wearing strange smiles, engulfed Obito and swallowed him up.

His will was strong. Even with relentless curses and noise surrounding him, with furious, venomous faces passing before him one after another, his expression barely changed.

They overlapped in layer upon layer. Though they inflicted no physical injuries, those voices and faces kept passing before Obito like slides in a projector.

"You merely knew who each of them was, didn't you?"

Because her husband