A New Power

Couldn't even kill yourself?

Kill myself?

The sudden realization left Obito frozen. He reached for a shuriken, but another thought in his mind kept stopping him.

Since when?

When had this started?

Yun looked at Obito. "So, can this information be traded for a token?"

Information?

The repeated mention of that word snapped Obito to attention. Looking at the Black Shadow before him, he thought of a repulsive figure.

"Uzumaki Sora?"

Uh!

The sudden question left Yun feeling a little awkward. Everything had been going smoothly—why had he suddenly brought that up?

Obito didn't wait for the Black Shadow to answer. He smiled and continued, "You trade information for a token, then get the other party's talent or ability. So that's how it works? You traded my information for the Fourth Hokage's Flying Thunder God Jutsu?"

"Just the Flying Thunder God Jutsu alone must have been worth more than that! If I'd succeeded two years ago, Kushina would have died, and the Nine Tails would have destroyed most of Konoha."

"In that situation, Namikaze Minato's trade with you wouldn't have been fair at all. So how many tokens did you get from him? And how much power did you trade for?"

The wind swept past, scattering the leaves before gathering them again. Yun, still a Black Shadow, replied calmly, "Since this was an information trade, why do you think I'm Uzumaki Sora?"

Obito scoffed. "That's not all. There's also that piece of my arm. Given the circumstances two years ago, you must have taken a risk to get it."

"After all, whether it was Shisui Uchiha or Uchiha Fugaku, and then Kakashi, who could use Mangekyou power... Even you, with the Flying Thunder God, must have been taking a risk."

"Hashirama Cells aren't friendly!"

...The scene fell silent for a long while...

After a moment, Yun shook his head slightly. "You have too many questions. Without a token, I have no obligation to answer any of them."

"So, Obito, standing only on the second layer—do you want to know what I just told you?"

The clouds gathered in the sky to form the character for "truth." Obito looked up at them and said, "Now I know you're Uzumaki Sora. Do you think I'd still give you a token?"

As he spoke, the Mangekyou in Obito's eye began to turn. "What you want is probably these eyes, right?"

Yun looked at Obito. "As things stand, this is the only thing about you that interests me."

A breeze carried a few leaves onto Rin's Memorial Stone. Yun crouched down and brushed them off.

Only then did he speak quietly. "Will you learn the truth and avenge the real Nohara Rin, or will you ignore it? Falsehoods can fill your emptiness, yet you refuse to learn about the real hatred."

"Can you forget by burying your head in the ground? Or have you forgotten what that girl did for you? The girl who was the only one to believe that the dead-last, Obito Uchiha, could become Hokage."

When he finished speaking, Obito's expression darkened further.

The hand pressing against his left eye tightened involuntarily. The truth about Rin, the truth about his own body—

The ability of that eye... its cooldown was too long.

After Fugaku had used the ability to see into the future once, even Obito, with Hashirama Cells, couldn't squeeze another use out of it for ten years.

Two pieces of information. He had him cornered...

But was Madara the one behind the information about his own body?

Real hatred and an illusory goal—Rin, besides Kirigakure, who else was responsible for your death?

Obito clenched both hands into fists and raised his head slightly, fixing his gaze on Yun's Black Shadow. "One token. Tell me how to undo what Madara did to me."

Yun looked a little surprised by his answer. "You've already guessed? It wasn't that hard to figure out. You've spent time with the third layer of the nesting doll, Uchiha Madara."

"But are you planning to find out the truth about Rin's death on your own? Looks like Fugaku's eyes had an unexpected effect."

Obito's gaze sharpened. "You guessed it too, didn't you? And I only became interested in those eyes by chance because you sold my information."

So it really was the butterfly effect...

Originally, he couldn't be sure whether Fugaku's eyes were Mangekyou. The TV-original version differed from the manga, after all.

Had the Fourth Hokage asked about it and been kept in the dark, too?

Yun sighed. He had figured out a lot of things all at once.

Fugaku, whose Mangekyou power he had kept hidden, had been caught between two difficult choices for so long. And the ability to see the future required deliberate activation; moreover, the powers of the two eyes were slightly different.

One of them was probably the one Obito had used in the battle at Amegakure. Its cooldown was likely the same as Kamui's defensive ability: once every five minutes, letting him predict his opponent's movements one or two seconds ahead.

And the other...

Could it show a scene?

Start with one point, then reveal what came after.

That ability definitely had limits. Obito's right arm had been made from Hashirama Body Material, yet he was still willing to give up a token.

That showed just how long the cooldown was—or how great the cost must be.

"Phew..."

Yun let out a breath. While Fugaku had been alive, he hadn't managed to make the hard choices that would have helped the Uchiha. And now, even in death, he had still left something behind for a lunatic like Obito.

So...

Active skills really were worse than passive ones. With the power to see the future, how could Fugaku still have been taken by surprise and killed?

"Let's make a contract."

As Yun spoke, a contract appeared in front of Obito.

Obito studied the contract in his hands, then looked at Yun's Black Shadow. "If I hadn't seen what you could do in that battle, I wouldn't have believed the Shinobi World could contain a place like this. You trade information for abilities, but the original owner doesn't lose their ability—it's only copied."

"That's the power of rules!"

Yun looked at Obito. "You want to ask if the dead can be brought back to life?"

Obito shook his head slightly. "I know the Samsara of Heavenly Life Technique, but I don't think Rin would want that. She was such a kind person... And I'm already in hell."

The mood had reached its peak. After Obito signed the contract,

Yun finally quipped, "I do feel sorry for you, but there's something I think suits you perfectly right now."

Obito's gaze sharpened. "I've never needed anyone to judge what I've done. Even if I'd succeeded two years ago, it would have been because this world itself was to blame..."