"If I managed to master Wood Release, could I reduce the cooldown on Mysterious Clone?"
"What is a cooldown?"
"It's the recovery time—the interval between uses of a ninjutsu."
"You don't even know yourself, so how would I?"
"Tch, boring!"
When Right Mysterious Obito opened his eyes, he saw this exchange. His instincts told him that the young man who was supposedly his original body was sitting brazenly on the living room sofa, casually chatting with a gray-white-haired woman in flowing long sleeves beside him.
That blood-red eye on the woman's forehead was—was that a Rinnegan?!
And the pair of horns on her head—the tomoe patterns on her robes—all those designs... why did they feel so familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before—
Right Mysterious Obito's mind was in complete turmoil. He instinctively activated his Sharingan and stared at the woman with three eyes.
"—" Mysterious Kaguya noticed his gaze and looked over.
Right Mysterious Obito found it difficult to describe how he felt in that instant. It was like an oppressive force rooted deep in his bloodline; under the gaze of those emotionless Byakugan, he felt as though he were trapped beneath a vast net, at a complete loss.
It suddenly reminded him of a saying that circulated within the Uchiha Clan, and even throughout Konoha: if one traced the Uchiha's origins far enough back, they had actually come from the Hyuga.
Obito had been a parentless nobody in the clan as a boy. Within the Uchiha Clan, his situation had been much like Naruto Uzumaki's in Konoha. It was not as though anyone had deliberately ostracized him, but without family to care for him, there were many clan matters that young Obito truly knew little about. Naturally, he had no idea what the clan members at