What?
Uchiha Obito froze. His head turned bit by bit like a bearing until three figures came into view!
"Rin! Kakashi? Impossible!"
Never before had he hated possessing the Rinnegan and Sharingan so much. That lovely figure overlapped with the one in his memories—every smile, every glance, the brightness in her eyes, the tenderness in her gaze, the beauty of her form.
The more he denied it, the clearer that image became before his eyes.
It was like chasing after a goddess for ages.
He thought he had finally gotten a chance, but when he turned around, his best friend was already with her—and they even had a damn child!
Then what was he?
The will in his heart began to crumble. Marrying Rin, living happily together, having an adorable child.
That was the life he wanted!
Hatake Kakashi, you damn well deserved to die!
"Impossible! That definitely isn't Rin! Don't you dare shake my resolve!"
"You must have used some kind of Illusion Technique!"
Uchiha Obito sneered. What a joke—Rin had died long ago. Yet unease welled up in his heart, and he could only shake his head and suppress his emotions.
This instead surprised Uchiha Akira.
There were truly few people who refused to give up even after reaching the Yellow River.
But that only deepened the smile on his lips as he glanced at Minato Namikaze.
Hm? Why is Lord Akira looking at me? He looks like he wants me to do something. What does he want me to do? I don't know!
Tch.
Uchiha Akira curled his lip, frustrated at his failure to live up to expectations. "Minato, you're damn good at everything, except you're a little airheaded."
He gave Uchiha Itachi a look.
Itachi immediately put on an expression of devoted loyalty. Just as he