Would She Be Bullied?

"Of course he suspects me. Another version of himself suddenly appeared in his mind and could even seize control of his body. If he didn't suspect anything, he'd be the greatest fool alive."

"But suspicion alone won't help him. People understand the world through what they know of it."

"Even a god was sealed away by her two children. Uchiha Itachi is only human."

The Uchiha Itachi beside Lin smiled, his voice full of confidence. He had every reason to be confident: he really had led the poor Uchiha Itachi in circles.

Lin, however, laughed softly, her voice teasing.

"Itachi the God..."

She had barely said the words when the Uchiha Itachi beside her pursed his lips, snorted twice, and said, "I tried it. Stabbing the ground with the Totsuka Blade won't seal the planet we're standing on."

"But Minato-sensei really can go home!" Lin said with a grin.

The two traded cheerful jabs, each answering the other's teasing with a quip of their own. Without their surroundings or the camera in front of them, they might have looked like a couple playfully bickering.

I knew it. Those two Uchiha Itachis might not argue, but they're both Qin Mengqiu's Itachi. We don't just wear the same pants—we even share underwear. How could I possibly let myself win?

Uchiha Itachi felt a small jolt. He found me? But why use a stone...?

Compared with Qin Mengqiu's Itachi, though, Obito clearly had no talent in that area.

Could his throwing technique be far better than mine?

He's just toying with me. And he's separated me from Lin...

In fact, Qin Mengqiu's Itachi, who was holding the camera at the edge of the woods, had blocked part of his other self's hearing. Otherwise, poor, clueless Obito might already have been killed.

Obito's insides