That's it? (Seeking subscription)

The sound of cicadas filled the dense forest in the southern Land of Fire as summer arrived. Their high-pitched mating calls were like demonic music, so loud it felt like one's scalp would split.

Obito Uchiha lay on a rock in the shade of a tree, trying to sleep. A gentle breeze blew, but the cicadas' calls were too intense, making sleep impossible.

He turned over and his one eye snapped open.

Through the orange spiral mask, a scarlet Three Tomoe Sharingan gazed faintly at the White Zetsu Clone that had suddenly emerged from the ground, Tobi.

"What is it?" Obito asked, getting up.

"The intelligence just received: the clones monitoring Orochimaru and Takigawa Hyuga are dead," Tobi said with a smile.

"Dead?"

Obito lightly jumped off the rock and asked, "What about the mission? Was it completed?"

"Unclear."

Tobi shook his head. "Because of the sea separating us, we can only confirm his death for now."

Obito's brow furrowed. After a while, he said solemnly, "Have Nagato contact Orochimaru and Takigawa Hyuga immediately."

"Are you worried there might be an accident?" Tobi asked curiously.

"Orochimaru's ambition is great. If there are enough benefits, he will definitely betray the Akatsuki!"

Obito grunted, blaming himself. "I was too simplistic before, only considering Takigawa Hyuga's Gentle Fist, and forgot about Orochimaru's ambition!"

Tobi looked dumbfounded. "What do you mean?"

"The Three-Tails, you idiot!" Obito reminded him impatiently.

Why were the White Zetsu Clones around him so stupid?

If Tobi had even a tenth of Black Zetsu's intelligence, he would be satisfied!

"The Three-Tails?"

Tobi blinked a few times before suddenly realizing. "You suspect Orochimaru wants to pocket the Three-Tails for himself, so... would he really dare to do that?"

"He's one of the Sannin from Konoha, powerful, with strange methods. Even you