The Masked Man Was Captured

Shisui, standing with his sword held at the ready, suddenly sprang into motion. Like the Clone Technique, more than a dozen Shisuis surrounded Obito.

Obito formed hand seals with both hands. "Release!"

The dozen-plus Shisuis spoke in unison. "It's no use. My Body Flicker Technique isn't just a simple illusion. With the ocular power of the Mangekyō backing it, simply using Release won't work..."

Obito's face twisted into a grimace. A long blade struck from behind, but in the next moment, he caught its wielder by the wrist.

Kamui!

A spatial vortex appeared again, and Shisui's figure was sucked into it. But Obito's expression grew grimmer and grimmer.

It wasn't solid!

No—the feeling of the wrist in his grasp was unmistakably real.

"Clang!" A chain blocked the long blade.

"Smack!" An arm deflected a charging kick.

Every attack coming from all sides hit with the force of a real body, yet the attacks of Deep Forest Emergence passed straight through his chest every time.

How similar this was to his own intangibility. If he couldn't find the real one, it was only a matter of time before he lost.

Shisui retreated, his figures still surrounding Obito from all sides. His gaze narrowed slightly. "I have to admit, even with so much information, the fact that you've managed to make it this far means you have plenty to be proud of."

The Uchiha Clan's former dead-last, the naive boy who'd once thought eye drops and an eye patch could protect his eyes and help him awaken his Sharingan sooner...

His growth in strength had been truly terrifying!

"Do you think you've already won? If it weren't for Kakashi! If it weren't for that bastard Kakashi!"

"Kamui!"

Spatial vortices appeared one after another, pulling in all six Shisuis whose attacks were closing in. At the same time, a trickle of blood slipped from beneath Obito's mask.

Even Hashirama Cells couldn't replenish what he was using up fast enough.

"You're just struggling at the end of your rope!"

As Shisui finished speaking, flames climbed along the Ninja Sword in his hand, and the solid clones appeared again.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, the Flame Blade struck at Masked Obito. With the Body Flicker Technique, each attack appeared at just the right place.

"Ka...mui!!"

As Masked Obito roared hysterically, spatial vortices appeared one after another. They fended off the attacks while probing for Shisui's real body.

"It's no use. Every clone is both real and unreal, and every attack is genuine. With the Mangekyō's ocular power behind it, this illusion is impossible for you to overcome!"

"Thud!"

"Haah... haah..."

The flaming blade vanished, and the spatial vortices stopped appearing. The trees surging nearby came to a halt as well. Obito fell to his knees, gasping for breath.

Shisui, standing before him, was also thoroughly exhausted. It had been easier than watching his enemy endlessly use Mangekyō techniques, but the effect of Hashirama Cells couldn't be overlooked either.

"Why didn't you kill me?" The voice beneath the mask was puzzled.

"Your life isn't mine to decide. The Uchiha Clan's predicament is growing more and more difficult, and with this incident on top of that... Thank goodness!"

Shisui Uchiha had never been so grateful. He was grateful that they'd ultimately stopped the intruder, and grateful that the one who'd stopped him was himself, a genius of the Uchiha Clan.

His reputation meant he represented the attitude of at least part of the Uchiha Clan. With Captain Fugaku outside as well, this showed the Uchiha Clan's position toward the Fourth Hokage.

At that, Obito laughed. "Heh heh heh... Have you figured something out? You'll regret it!"

Shisui shook his head slightly, ignoring the remark. Instead, he said, "To make sure you don't escape, I need to temporarily take your ability away."

"Whoosh!"

After using the Body Flicker Technique, Shisui's hand darted out. In an instant, he gouged out the right eye beneath Obito's mask.

"Ah!!"

As Obito screamed, Kakashi, who'd just recovered a little, walked over. "I can use it once now. Shall we head out?"

Shisui glanced at Kakashi, wondering what kind of blow the White Fang's descendant would suffer when the mask of the man before them came off.

"Let's go. Lord Fourth is waiting for us."

Kakashi raised his Headband and activated his Mangekyō. A spatial vortex appeared, carrying the three of them out of the Kamui Dimension.

On Kage Rock, the clone Sora held a pair of binoculars and watched a group of people emerge from a cave in the distance.

At that moment, the real production site began to exude Nine-Tails Chakra. A cold, sinister presence spread through the air.

Minato, in the distance, seemed a little anxious. Obito, his eyes vacant as he was held captive nearby, looked over. "The Nine Tails is there? So you were prepared after all. But who told you what they knew about me?"

Even facing the Fourth Hokage and Shisui, Obito had never thought he would lose. Even an almost impossible-to-counter illusion like the one just now could be broken by entering the Kamui Dimension and using the space there to block Chakra.

But...

But his own left eye—the long-range Kamui eye—was a natural counter to him!

Ka! Ka! Shi!!

Kakashi's scalp prickled. Beneath the mask, a bloody black hole stared right at him.

What?

Shisui was the one who'd beaten you, and your teacher was guarding against you outside. Why were you staring at me?

"Big Brother Fugaku, have your people take him to the Military Police Force for now. Set up barriers and seals. He might not be working alone."

Minato was about to leave after speaking, when Shisui quickly said, "Lord Hokage, this is his Mangekyō."

Inside a glass tube, an eyeball floated motionless. A power that could make anyone lose themselves seemed to dwell within the connected Tomoe.

Minato glanced at Fugaku, who looked nervous, then smiled. "The Sharingan is the Uchiha Clan's bloodline limit, so this Mangekyō Sharingan naturally belongs to the Uchiha."

At that, Fugaku visibly relaxed.

It wasn't that he coveted the power of the Kamui Mangekyo. Rather, if Konoha gained another Sharingan user who wasn't an Uchiha at a time like this—and that person had a Mangekyō Sharingan—the Hawk Faction members of the clan...

"All right, thank you all for your help tonight. Also, I hope everyone can keep tonight's events confidential. Please."

Minato saw the three men and two female medical ninjas nod in agreement, then activated his jutsu.

Flying Thunder God Jutsu!

In an instant, Namikaze Minato disappeared from where he stood, while Shisui still held the glass vial, looking a little dazed.

After putting the vial away, the group escorted Masked Obito toward the Uchiha Compound.

Although Kakashi was exhausted, he still asked, "Shisui, aren't you curious which Uchiha this masked guy is? Why didn't you take his mask off?"

"Phew..."

Shisui exhaled and looked at Kakashi's dead-fish eyes. "Lord Fourth told us earlier to wait until he came back before removing the mask, so I don't know either."

Obito, being escorted, stayed silent. Like a stray dog now, he didn't want to see Kakashi.

"Three, two, one!"

As soon as the clone Sora finished speaking on Kage Rock, he disappeared.

At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared among the escorting party in the distance.

"Whoosh!"

"Pfft!"

Blood sprayed as Obito's right arm and shoulder were severed with a single slash!