Obito's Second Puberty: Damn Hyuga, it's all your fault, I actually...

Land of Water.

Obito Uchiha finally restored his appearance.

A handsome young man.

"Damn the Hyuga, it's all your fault that I desecrated Rin... Yes, it's all your fault, otherwise I wouldn't have..."

Obito Uchiha was somewhat exasperated; restored to his youth, he felt restless. He had actually dreamt of Rin last night...

Waking up in the morning, his pants were soaking wet.

He had a nocturnal emission.

Who was he?!

Obito Uchiha, the proxy of Madara Uchiha, the greatest mastermind currently in the Ninja World. He had played the successor of the Rinnegan like a dog on a leash. He had decimated Kirigakure.

He.

Had a nocturnal emission yesterday.

What the hell, he had thought his heart was as hard as iron.

After all, he had even killed his teacher and his teacher's wife.

Yet yesterday, he had actually had an erotic dream.

And the object of it was.

This made him both happy and furious.

He was happy to have seen Rin after so long, but furious that he had desecrated her... She was his white moonlight...

But that medicine allowed me to see Rin again.

Of course, if the object was her.

It was also quite good.

"No, how could I think like that? It's all the Hyuga's fault... Otherwise, a virgin like me wouldn't have..."

"It's all the Hyuga's fault..." Obito Uchiha muttered to himself.

He had turned back into that pure, silly boy.

If Nagato and Konan knew that the "Madara" they feared was this foolish, their jaws would drop.

"Zetsu~ I feel like that medicine must be problematic. Go get me some more; I want to study it..."

The masked "Madara" ordered Zetsu. This guy was saying one thing while his body was being very honest.

"Eh eh~ Obito, since when do you study?! Weren't you always a terrible student?" Zetsu asked, puzzled. This kid was too honest.

"Shut up~ Go quickly. And from now on, call me Madara," Obito roared, somewhat embarrassed and angry.

Bastard~ I don't need you to remind me that I'm a bad student.

"Hee hee~ Obito, you know what it feels like to poop your pants now, right? I saw you washing them."

"Did you crap your pants? What does that feel like?!"

Zetsu continued to giggle, not noticing Obito's face turning from black to red and then back to black. A fierce light gleamed in his eyes.

At this moment, it felt like a bolt of lightning had struck Obito's mind.

He saw me washing my pants.

He saw it.

Saw it.

His head immediately turned red and started steaming.

No, this cannot get out.

Subconsciously, he had the urge to kill to silence him.

"Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame..."

"Wah wah wah~ Obito is killing people... Obito is killing people..." Zetsu disappeared from the spot with a strange laugh.

"Consider yourself lucky you ran fast." After launching the attack, Obito immediately realized that Zetsu was one of his own, and he didn't know anything anyway.

But fortunately, he had dodged it.

Thinking about his own embarrassment.

He couldn't help but curse loudly.

"Damn the Hyuga, it's all your fault."

Someone in the village discovered the firelight.

"The Mizukage is under attack, hurry~"

"Oh no~" Hearing the voices, Obito felt that things were going south; he seemed to have messed up...

Just at this moment.

"Bang!" A dark shadow lunged forward: "Die, Yagura!"

"Zabuza, it's you..." The controlled Yagura immediately launched a counterattack, calling out the intruder's identity.

As for Zabuza.

Obito dismissed him with disdain; he was merely a Jonin.

He controlled Yagura to strike back.

"Secret Technique: Coral Palm."

Little did he expect that Genji, having regained his youth, and Mei Terumi had already rallied their forces to purge the traitors and restore Kirigakure to its former glory: "The Fourth Mizukage, Yagura, has been controlled and is acting recklessly, turning our village into a foul mess."

"Everyone, follow me! Let us reclaim control of the village from these villains and return to the peace of the past."

"We are at your command!" A large number of ninja accepted the call to arms.

"Kill Yagura, slay the demons!"

The village had indeed been too oppressive, shrouded in a suffocating bloodlust where everyone lived in fear, never knowing if they would see tomorrow. It was better to take a gamble.

If you die, you die; if you survive, you live forever.

Nirvana: Perfect. While they fight in the front, it's convenient for me in the back to move goods and poach talent... I mean, find talent...

"Kimimaro, Haku."

"I'm here."

The new human trafficker of the Ninja World had logged on.

It was a pity that the Land of Water was surrounded by water on all sides, shared no borders with the other four nations, and had always been mysterious and isolationist. Thus, such a grand and spectacular drama could only be watched by Qingwu alone.

At this moment, Kirigakure was in civil war.

Otherwise, the other four great nations might have taken the opportunity.

To tear a piece of flesh from the Land of Water.

What a shame.

They didn't know.

They missed the chance.

No, someone would still get their fill.

"Space-Time Ninjutsu is just that arrogant."

A hundred meters above Kirigakure, Qingwu sat cross-legged, hidden in the night, activating his Byakugan to watch the grand drama unfold.

"Yes, yes, yes! Zabuza, hack him!"

"Holy crap! This Coral Palm is insane. A huge patch of coral—get caught in it and you're sealed. That's so damn insidious!"

"Zabuza has some skills; that Silent Killing is top-notch."

"Water Mirror Technique is truly a bug. Zabuza is done for... Oh, holy crap! He actually managed to escape..."

"Obito, you're really trash... You've completely wasted an Kage-level account... Holy crap... It's coming... It's coming..."

"The gorgeous Mei Terumi, her figure is so smooth; I admit I'm drooling... That kiss was truly stimulating..."

"Spitting acid mist from her little mouth... Holy crap... If you were intimate with her..." Qingwu thought, and suddenly felt a chill down below.

People were fighting to the death, and he was here making critiques.

And fantasizing about them.

What a scumbag.

Obito saw that things were going south. Hmph! It seems Yagura has been exposed. This pawn used for revenge against Kirigakure is no longer usable.

"Tailed Beast transformation. Destroy Kirigakure as much as you can. You shall all be buried with Rin," he commanded through the Sharingan's genjutsu, and then Obito vanished using Kamui. He valued his life dearly.

Without a sound or a trace.

(Qingwu: Sorry, I've been watching the whole time.)

"Awoo!" The Three-Tails, a giant turtle, appeared. "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" Several Tailed Beast Bombs flew out, carrying out Obito Uchiha's order to destroy Kirigakure.

"Tsk, Obito is truly ruthless. No wonder Kirigakure was so low-key in the early stages of Naruto. Doing this really damaged their vitality," Qingwu sighed. "Wrecking an entire nation for revenge for your girlfriend. Obito, I have to say, you're a real man."

The Demon Refining Pot remained open, absorbing the chakra leaking from the Tailed Beast. Perhaps if he gathered enough, he could create a mini Three-Tails.

"It all depends on whether the resistance forces in Kirigakure are capable enough."

The result was that they were indeed capable.

Without Obito Uchiha's direct manipulation, the genjutsu was quickly broken, and Yagura regained his senses.

"The Bloody Mist policy... children killing each other... the slaughter of the Bloodline clans... the Tailed Beast Bomb destroying the village..."

"I did all of this?!"

Unfortunately, it was too late. Kirigakure had suffered heavy losses, and due to the excessive use of the Tailed Beast Bomb, he was completely drained. He could not face the people of Kirigakure. In the end, he died voluntarily at his own doorstep. "Elder Genji, Mei Terumi, I leave the village to you."

Qingwu was having a great time watching.

"He's still a man, dragging the Three-Tails down to the grave with him."

The Demon Refining Pot informed him that when the Three-Tails died, he had harvested one-third of its chakra, enough for creation.

"Thanks for the gift, buddy."

The story of Kirigakure.

Had come to a temporary end.

In other parts of the Ninja World.

For instance, the Land of Fields.

Looking at the test subject who had regained its youth.

"Amazing~"

Orochimaru, of course, had also obtained one. "Hiss~ Interesting, truly interesting. The Hyuga clan, is it?! Perhaps I can find a new path to immortality through you all, hahaha~"

Filled with immense joy, he saw a new path to eternal life, which gave him fresh hope and motivation. He did not fear hardship, only the absence of hope, and thus he formed a new plan.

"Contact Kabuto, have him find a way to learn about the Hyuga."

"Yes, Lord Orochimaru." A subordinate immediately acknowledged the order and retreated to relay it; before long, a ninja pigeon took flight.

Qingwu: Come, all of you, come. I've got my bag wide open waiting for you. I won't turn anyone away, how about that? Hehe~

Amegakure.

Inside the Akatsuki organization.

Looking at the rejuvenated Konan.

Inside Hiruko.

Sasori, now a puppet himself, felt a complex mix of emotions: "A form of eternity, then? To be able to achieve such a thing... I wonder if the Hyuga, or perhaps that Hundred Beast Mountain, can achieve resurrection of the dead..."

"I heard about the situation in Sunagakure."

"That is good. With Ebizo leaving behind flesh and blood for the Akasuna, Grandmother, you should finally have someone to rely on in your old age."

"Now I can truly let go of this side of things."

"Father, Mother."

"Wait for me."

This was the obsession in his heart. He had even turned himself into a puppet just to have enough time. The arduous process and the agony of shedding his own body were things that could not be spoken of to outsiders.

Engaged in a business with no overhead.

While counting his money after selling the medicine, Kakuzu looked at Konan and felt a pang of heartache: "I sold it too cheap. That damn profiteer, if I had known it had such an effect,"

"I should have sold it to him for a hundred times the price... My heart aches... Bastard... My money... That scoundrel of a merchant..."

He hadn't expected Konan to be glaring at him with murderous intent.

"Kakuzu, you dare to resell my Youth-Preserving Pill."

Kakuzu's mouth twitched as he explained, "What do you mean 'your' Youth-Preserving Pill? I didn't even touch your share, alright?!"

"The medicine I sold was something I snatched myself. How can you slander an innocent man like this~"

"Really? I don't believe you." Konan had been completely stunned by the effects of the Youth-Preserving Pill; she couldn't have enough of it.

Kakuzu stood up immediately: "Hey, hey, hey~ I'm not that kind of person. I love money, but I earn it fair and square."

"Fine. Next time you snatch a Youth-Preserving Pill, just hand it over to me. I'll pay you." Konan didn't say much more.

"Good, it's a deal." Having said that, Kakuzu agreed immediately and turned to leave, hoping to pull off another job while the day was still young.

However, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

Forget it.

Regardless.

Konan pays.

It doesn't matter who he sells it to.

He had forgotten that Konan's money was also money he had earned.

Using his money to buy the Youth-Preserving Pill he had snatched.

He was working for free.

Empty-handed white wolf.

A truly cost-free business venture.

Konan is truly calculating; she is well-deserving of her reputation as the wealthy woman who held six hundred billion explosive tags in the original work.

I hope Kakuzu can hold it together when he finds out the truth.

I hope he doesn't cry.

Kakuzu: I just love the scent of his money. I can't bear to spend a single cent. I'm terrified of being poor.

Mm, I can picture it now.

Haha~