Me, as I am now—
If Rin saw me like this—
Though I was certain Rin would never say anything hurtful, and would even comfort me with sympathy—
Why—why did I feel so awful—
Uchiha Obito irritably clutched his head.
Then, he suddenly heard a familiar name mentioned in the conversation between the two.
"There's another interesting piece of intelligence. Lord Madara, would you like to hear it?" Black Zetsu cackled sinisterly.
"Stop rambling."
"It concerns your clan. That Uchiha brat who was with the man capable of using the Eight Inner Gates Formation."
Uchiha Madara slightly raised his head. At last, he had heard something interesting.
That man had learned the legendary forbidden technique and had even opened the Gate of Death, something no one in the entire shinobi world had ever opened before.
Even he was intrigued.
If this body of his had not already reached its end and become too weak to support him in a dance—
He would have gone to test him first, to witness for himself that legendary forbidden technique said to surpass all else.
Power dozens of times greater than a Kage's? Blood-red Chakra—
What a grand and magnificent sight that must have been—
What a pity.
"So? What's so remarkable about an Uchiha brat who got saved?"
Uchiha Madara rubbed his fingers together, glancing at Obito beside him.
"We're not lacking in brats like that here."
"What do you mean by that, old man?!" Obito protested.
Obito was also curious about what the two were saying.
The more he listened, the more familiar those two people sounded.
"Of course it isn't that simple, my lord! That brat is far from ordinary—"
"According to intelligence the White Zetsus risked their lives to bring back, that Uchiha brat had already awakened the Two-Tomoe Sharingan