"I am bored."
Sitting in front of the door, watching the Akatsuki Organization ninjas move around, Obito pouted and started complaining to Kakashi.
"How much longer are Kazashiro and the others going to discuss this? Is it really okay to leave that guy inside alone?"
"Hey, Kakashi, why are you just standing there watching?"
"Lin, why don't you say something to him too?"
"Kaka, ouch!"
Unable to bear Obito's grumbling any longer, Kakashi clenched his fist and slammed it hard into Obito's head, bringing tears to Obito's eyes.
"You bastard, you hit me on the head again!"
Uchiha Obito, stung by the punch, immediately stood up and, disregarding that they were on Akatsuki Organization territory, charged forward to fight Kakashi to the death.
Yujiro had been watching them closely, wore a helpless expression.
They were just a bunch of kids, even on the battlefield they didn't forget to play around.
"Damn it, you're really good at hiding!"
Obito glanced furtively at Yujiro, who was standing motionless to the side, Obito rejoiced before continuing his chase with Kakashi.
Just moments before Kakashi punched him on the head, he understood the subtle hint in Kakashi's eyes and immediately realized that the other party was preparing to use the opportunity to probe the Akatsuki Organization's military capabilities.
The two continued their playful banter, shifting and dodging, until Kakashi had already figured out the surrounding defensive forces.
"Hey, Obito."
The door was pushed open, and Kazashiro's voice reached Obito's ears.
Upon hearing Kazashiro's call, Obito immediately stopped and rushed to Kazashiro. Before he could even speak, Kazashiro grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into the hut.
"What happened?"
Obito, who was forcibly dragged into the house, thought something had gone wrong during the negotiations and hurriedly reached for his ninja tool pouch, but was stopped by Kazashiro who grabbed his arm.
"Let me introduce you. This is your junior brother, Jiraiya's new disciple, Uchiha Obito."
With a smile, he introduced Obito's identity to Yahiko and the others, and the three of them politely stepped forward to shake hands with him.
Looking blankly at everyone present, Obito was completely confused about what Kazashiro was up to.
"We'll need your help for the rest of our conversation, Obito. Send us into the Kamui Dimension."
Kazashiro's expression turned serious as he spoke to Obito.
He wanted to explain the origins of the Rinnegan to Yahiko and the others, but Madara would definitely send White Zetsu to monitor Nagato, so the conversation had to be conducted in an extremely secretive location.
Faced with White Zetsu, who can freely traverse the earth, only the Kamui Dimension could allow them to converse safely.
The purpose of revealing the truth was, of course, to prevent Nagato from being easily fooled by the guys sent by Nagato.
"Now, everyone come over and support Obito's shoulders."
Before Obito could even agree, Kazashiro had already arranged everything.
"No..."
Obito was a little confused. How come it seemed like Kazashiro knew more about the Mangekyō Sharingan's abilities than he did?
But out of trust in Kazashiro, he ultimately did not voice his doubts.
"Yahiko..."
Upon hearing that the group was going to enter some other dimension, Konan looked in the direction of Yahiko with some concern.
Although the conversation just now confirmed that the boy in front of me meant no harm, it was hard to say that his previous friendliness was all a prelude to this step.
Yahiko still wore that confident smile, waved towards Konan to indicate that she didn't need to worry, and then took the initiative to step forward and put his hand on Obito's shoulder.
Seeing Yahiko's nonchalant attitude, Nagato and Konan didn't say anything more. Trusting Yahiko, they each placed their hands on Obito's shoulders.
"Okay, let's go."
Seeing the three of them place their hands together, Kazashiro chose Obito's empty shoulder and gave a command, causing a dizzying sense of spatial distortion to sweep over them.
With a fleeting moment of darkness, the group successfully entered the Kamui Dimension.
"Here it is..."
Looking at the vast space before him, Nagato reached out and shielded Yahiko Konan behind him, carefully examining everything in front of him.
"This is my teammate's ability. I won't go into details now. The reason I brought you here is to tell you a secret. Of course, you can choose to believe it or not, but I hope that if one day a mysterious person claiming to be Madara Uchiha finds you and you accept his will and take action to capture the Tailed Beast, you will remember what I said today."
Kazashiro spoke at length in one breath, just to increase the feasibility of his words.
The group exchanged glances, and seeing Kazashiro's serious expression, decided to listen to what he had to say before making a decision.
Ban's secret base.
At this time, Madara Uchiha had fallen into a deep sleep, and the Masked Man was nowhere to be found. Looking around the huge underground space, apart from Uchiha Yaowan, who was still seriously injured, there were only two strange-looking White Zetsu.
If we consider White Zetsu as living beings.
Looking at the two White Zetsu who had clearly admitted to spying on him, Uchiha Yaowan felt utterly miserable.
After all, waking up every morning to see a swirling, voluminous creature that talks about poop all day and a monster with huge barbs growing from its crotch is really a good thing.
After speaking, the so-called Madara Uchiha fell into a deep sleep, blocked the exit with a stone, and his body seemed to have been mixed with a strange substance, with some of his wounds glowing with an eerie white light.
We must find a way to escape.
He had no feelings for Madara Uchiha. This so-called ancestor was no longer a Konoha ninja. Even a boy like Yaowan knew that associating with rogue ninjas would not end well.
But...
Looking at his limbs wrapped in bandages, Yaowan sighed and decided to follow the advice of the two monsters in front of him and focus on rehabilitation for the time being.
"By the way, wasn't that Masked Man one of your creations the other day?"
Striving to maintain a good balance, Yaowan, as usual, tried to extract some information from the other party.
"That guy, can you tell me?"
The barbed White Zetsu following behind Yaowan blinked as it looked at the Spiral White Zetsu.
"Well, Lord Madara never said that we couldn't talk about that guy, did he? He's like poop, something that's dispensable."
The Spiral White Zetsu raised a finger and continued his ramblings about excrement.
"Really? Well, anyway, that guy went to catch up with an old friend. You'll probably see him again soon."
Hearing that the other party might return soon, Yaowan clenched his fists nervously.
The other party was human, not a monster. Compared to these two strangely shaped creatures, the real person clearly wouldn't give himself a chance to escape.
We need to speed things up.