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Facing the attack, Uchiha Obito had no intention of dodging. The next moment, the massive hand formed by the black Susanoo pierced directly through Obito's body, slamming into the ground and sending up a spray of heavy debris.

Seeing that this position was no longer tenable, Obito landed on another tree, whispering to himself, "Susanoo, Mangekyo."

He watched as Uchiha Gen controlled the Susanoo, its giant hand swinging toward his new location once more.

Shaking off his thoughts, he shifted his position again, though the Susanoo could not actually touch him.

However, if he wanted to take this guy down, he would likely have to pay a certain price, and he had no idea what his Mangekyo ability was. Thinking of this, Obito's attitude softened for the time being.

"Junior of the Uchiha clan, tell me your name?" Obito opened his own Mangekyo Sharingan and looked at him.

Uchiha Gen, however, frowned. "Sharingan?"

The offensive ceased, but he did not deactivate the Susanoo, as if he were constantly guarding against Obito's ability to suddenly appear right in front of him. "Who are you? Could it be that you are another clansman who escaped?"

Uchiha Obito pondered the information in this question—other clansmen? Outwardly, he mimicked the way Uchiha Madara spoke: "I am Uchiha Madara."

Hearing this, Uchiha Gen chuckled inwardly. Good grief, he's actually trying to bluff me with that? If it's a acting contest, who's afraid of whom?

Though he thought this, Uchiha Gen wore a very serious expression and frowned. "Uchiha Madara died long ago. Even if he hadn't, he would be a centenarian by now. You can still run around? Are you stupid, or am I?"

Obito suddenly laughed. "The Ninja World says I am dead, but has anyone ever seen my corpse?"

Having said that, Obito intended to leave some time for Uchiha Gen to fill in the blanks himself. "I have come to invite you to join our organization. You should want to know where Itachi is, right?"

After Obito finished this sentence, he wore the look of someone who had already secured the win.

Uchiha Gen, however, had no intention of following his lead. With deadpan eyes, he said, "An organization? Honestly, I'm not interested. Even though we are both of the Uchiha clan, I don't have much of a real connection to the events of that year, let alone any hatred for Itachi."

Besides, if one really wanted to talk about it, Obito had a significant role in the clan's annihilation. If he were truly going to care about these things, Uchiha Gen felt he could bury the Obito standing in front of him long before he dealt with Itachi.

Obito: "...Then what do you want?" How cold, though he had no room to judge others.

Uchiha Gen, looking as if he didn't want to get entangled and just wanted to dismiss Obito, said casually, "I want peace in the Ninja World. Can you achieve that?"

"I can!"

"Hm?" Uchiha Gen was stunned.

Obito relaxed. "Or rather, that is the philosophy of our Akatsuki organization. We intend to collect the nine Tailed Beasts to bring peace to the Ninja World."

Obito had just thought the negotiations had collapsed and was ready to strike, but hearing this, the situation took a sudden turn.

"That's a bold claim. Akatsuki, you say? But I've heard that Itachi is also in this organization. Aren't you afraid that he and I will start fighting?"

"As long as you agree, we can guarantee that Itachi won't cause trouble. However, the Akatsuki organization wants to unify the Tailed Beasts to enforce peace through military might, while the path I want to take to achieve peace is to recreate a new world." Uchiha Obito repeated the narrative that Black Zetsu had used to fool Madara, and Madara had used to fool him, to Uchiha Gen.

Obito intended to cultivate his own confidants within the Akatsuki, while Uchiha Gen fell silent, appearing to weigh the pros and cons, though in reality, he was thinking about how to get an autograph.

Obito was in no rush, waiting quietly for his reply. Watching the Susanoo that hadn't vanished from the start, he thought, Truly cautious.

The Mangekyo was awakened by the massive emotional fluctuations caused by despair or other factors when one lost something.

Although this Uchiha seemed to care about nothing, these Sharingan eyes proved that he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

Coupled with the ability Uchiha Gen had shown earlier, suddenly appearing behind him...

Heh—

Rin, wait for me to rebuild a world—a world without strife, a world where you exist.

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Obito's memories. "Alright then, I agree."

Hearing this, Obito said with satisfaction, "A wise choice. However, since the Akatsuki is currently full, you will temporarily serve as a substitute intern. When one of them dies, you can take their place."

He saw Uchiha Gen looking somewhat dissatisfied, wanting to say something but holding back.

Uchiha Obito smiled and suddenly added, "Members of the Akatsuki are forbidden from fighting among themselves, but some casualties are inevitable during missions."

Uchiha Gen: "..." That's not what I meant.

"Ahem, I've been wanting to say this since just now..." Uchiha Gen retracted the Susanoo and pulled out paper and a pen from his pocket. "Could I please ask Lord 'Madara' for an autograph?"

Uchiha Obito was somewhat stunned. "???" When he realized what was happening, Good grief, this kid is actually a fanboy of 'Madara'??

Thinking this, his hand subconsciously took the paper and pen. He didn't feel anything wrong; it was just ordinary paper.

Since it wasn't his own name anyway, he thought for a moment and casually wrote the name Uchiha Madara. However, after finishing, he looked at his own handwriting and fell into a brief silence. "..."

He wrote it again...

However... it still looked a bit ugly. Driven by some unknown impulse, Obito wrote it a few more times.

Glancing over, Uchiha Gen seemed to be getting a bit confused. Obito picked out the best-looking one from the bunch and tore it off for Uchiha Gen.

He then tucked the remaining papers into his pocket, intending to destroy them later.

Uchiha Gen: "..."

Forget it, I'll just buy another one later. But— looking at the Uchiha Madara written in the handwriting that looked like a child's, Uchiha Gen suddenly thought of a serious problem... Would the system recognize Uchiha Madara written by Obito?

He chose to submit—

Instantly, a large "Submission Failed" appeared before him. Heh... Uchiha Gen was immediately shrouded in an aura of defeat.

Obito did not know the state of Uchiha Gen's heart; although Gen still appeared happy, Obito could not tell if it was just his imagination or something else, but he felt as if Uchiha Gen was actually very disappointed.

Hmm, it must be an illusion; he thought the words he had written himself were quite good: "What is your name?"

Uchiha Gen snapped back to reality and maintained his smile, committed to the full performance: "My name is Uchiha Gen..."

Over in Konoha...

These past few days, under Jiraiya's guidance, Uzumaki Reikawa had successfully managed to churn out a sphere just like Naruto, and had also mastered the Body Replacement, Transformation, and Clone techniques, as well as the Shadow Clone Technique, all of which were now ready for use.

Initially, Jiraiya had been somewhat skeptical of Reikawa mastering them so quickly, until the guy learned the Rasengan within an hour of being taught just once—a ninjutsu that, aside from himself, Kakashi, Naruto, and the Fourth, no one else could use.

Jiraiya thought back to what he looked like when he first learned this ninjutsu and was suddenly struck by a sense of defeat, while Naruto looked as if he had seen a ghost; seeing this, Uzumaki Reikawa flicked his hair, wearing the expression of a master lonely in his solitude, seeking defeat: "Perhaps this is what it means to be a genius~"