Obito's Expectations

As Obito finished speaking, a humanoid creature, resembling an aloe vera plant and black and white, emerged from the stone slab ground in the shadows.

"Oh my, being the boss in the open really makes a difference, huh? They made us old friends wait for so long!"

The White Zetsu muttered to the Black Zetsu attached to it:

"Let's share in the glory too, 'Ban'! It's not fair that you're the only one showing off!"

As he spoke, he addressed the black half-body attached to him:

"You're right, aren't you, Black Zetsu?"

"It's clear that Madara was able to build this Moon Organization thanks to the intelligence we painstakingly gathered throughout the entire Ninja World! We're the ones who've worked the hardest all these years!"

Well, although we have no idea what it feels like to be tired.

Black Zetsu ignored White Zetsu's endless chatter, silently clinging to White Zetsu's body, coldly watching "Madara" seated high in the main position.

Obito looked at the Black Zetsu and White Zetsu in front of him, leaned back slightly in his chair, and spoke slowly:

"Stop complaining. The best arrangement is for you to stay in the shadows so that the plan can be implemented smoothly."

While it has certainly taken a lot of effort from you over the years, this organization has at least played a very important role in our plans.

... For example, to keep an eye out for guys who might cause us trouble, right?

"Hmph, the troublemaker? Why don't you tell us where that troublemaker came from?"

Black Zetsu looked at Obito and complained with great dissatisfaction:

"If it weren't for your past relationship, allowing that brat Uchiha Kuro to grow up so freely, why would we need to go to such lengths to guard against him?"

If you had dealt with that brat sooner, we would only need to keep an eye on Nagato now, and there would have been no need to waste so much time and energy!

Obito stared into Black Zetsu's angry yellow eyes, his hoarse voice devoid of any warmth:

"Are you... blaming me?"

"Hey, stop arguing!!"

Sensing the oppressive atmosphere between the two, White Zetsu quickly chuckled and said:

"Okay, okay, although there were some minor hiccups, at least everything went pretty smoothly, right?"

Even if Uchiha Kuro really has awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan as we suspect, with the preparations we've made and Madara keeping an eye on him, that kid won't be able to cause much trouble."

"... Hmph. I'm just carrying out Lord Madara's will."

Black Zetsu snorted coldly, his gaze fixed on Obito with a sinister intensity, and said in a deep voice:

"I have a piece of advice for you: find a chance to get rid of that brat as soon as possible!"

Remember, you are now Uchiha Madara.

Don't let those pointless emotions affect our plans!

"... Of course I understand everything you're saying."

Obito met Black Zetsu's gaze without flinching, and said in a low, resolute voice:

"My will has never changed from beginning to end."

A world where everyone can find happiness will eventually come... No matter the cost, I will hold fast to that future!

"Hmph. I hope you'll keep your word."

Hearing Obito's resolute declaration, Black Zetsu snorted coldly, pulled a neatly folded document from the sleeve of his Akatsuki robe, and casually tossed it at Obito.

Obito caught the document steadily, a cautious glint flashing in his eyes.

"This is the information you had us gather throughout the Ninja World about guys who might come in handy."

Black Zetsu watched as Obito took the document and couldn't help but complain:

"It took us a lot of effort to collect these."

You'd better use these things to do something worthwhile, and not disappoint Lord Madara!

"... nature."

Obito gently placed the document on his lap and slowly suggested to the Black Zetsu and White Zetsu in front of him:

"Now that the task assigned to you has been completed, you probably don't have anything else of great importance to do."

Thinking of staying in Night City a little longer? There are some really interesting things here...

Hearing Obito's deliberately mysterious words, Black Zetsu scoffed disdainfully in his heart.

Something interesting? Isn't it the Box of Ultimate Bliss that's been passed down through generations in Hozuki Castle?

It was just a failed creation of Hagoromo Otsutsuki back then. Only a bunch of ignorant mortals would worship it as some kind of divine artifact that they could use to make wishes at will.

Black Zetsu muttered to himself, not Obito on scientific knowledge.

After all, the monster imprisoned in that thing wasn't bad in terms of strength. Although it certainly couldn't do anything to Obito, who possessed Kamui, it could at least teach him a lesson.

That way, he won't get bogged down in all that nonsense; he can just focus on carrying out the tasks assigned to him.

Thinking of this, Black Zetsu's previously troubled mood immediately lightened, and he refused without hesitation:

"No, besides the tasks you've given us, we also need to keep an eye on the movements of those Jinchuriki who aren't staying in the village and are running around all over the Ninja World, so we can prepare for the upcoming operation to capture the Tailed Beast."

Unlike you, we... are very busy.

"Really? That's a real shame."

Obito shook his head, looking quite disappointed.

Black Zetsu snorted coldly in his heart, then turned around without hesitation, leaving behind a cold, hard warning:

If there's nothing else, we'll be going now.

Remember what you just said: everything must prioritize the Infinite Tsukuyomi plan!

After saying that, he and White Zetsu activated the Mayfly Technique again, and their aloe vera-like figures instantly merged into the ground beneath their feet.

The spacious hall was once again empty, with Obito remaining.

He casually placed the hand still holding the intelligence document that Black Zetsu had thrown at him on the armrest and remained silent for a long while.

After a long while, a Uzumaki spatial ripple spread out from his right eye, gradually engulfing Obito's figure...

Within the Kamui Dimension, countless square platforms floated and dangled in the void.

Obito stood in this silent kingdom that belonged only to him, with a row of well-preserved wooden frames in front of him.

The wooden shelves were neatly arranged with countless glass bottles filled with culture medium, and a scarlet Sharingan was suspended in each bottle.

On the opposite side of the wooden frame were rows of corpses, which were also extremely well preserved.

The faces of those corpses, whether young or old, peaceful or terrified, were all frozen in the last moment of their lives.

The three figures in the very center are Rin, Minato, and Kushina.

Obito slowly raised his hand and gently removed the orange Spiral Mask from his face.

He stood before the three sleeping corpses, quietly gazing at Lin's peaceful face, which seemed to be merely asleep.

I've seen it countless times, but every time I stand in this deathly silent space, every time I meet those eyes that will never open again...

His heart would tremble uncontrollably.

Perhaps this is one of the few things my past self left behind...

Obito murmured to himself, almost with self-mockery, then slowly shifted his gaze from the three slumbering corpses and turned to the "colossal behemoth" located in the deepest part of the Kamui Dimension.

It was a huge, square box, made of an unknown material, with four enormous faces of demons and gods carved on its four sides, representing joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

The Box of Ultimate Bliss, a legendary artifact that Hozuki Castle has guarded at all costs for generations, said to grant any wish.

But in reality, it is nothing more than a demonic artifact containing countless negative energies, which will only bring endless disasters to the Ninja World.

At this moment, this demonic artifact, which has been revered by the world for countless generations, is writhing eerily like a living thing.

Obito calmly looked at the strange giant box in front of him, slowly walked forward, and placed his hand on the box wall carved with the faces of demons and gods.

A voice he knew all too well instantly entered his mind from the depths of the Box of Ultimate Bliss.

"Ah, the plan is going very smoothly, even better than we expected."

"In about five years, we can officially begin our operation."

"Long? So many years have passed, what's another five?"

"Don't worry, in five years, Kou will definitely be stronger than he is now, strong enough... to fight me head-on!"

At that time, all your doubts will be resolved.

"Ah, I do trust him a lot. After all, he's never let me down."

The Box of Ultimate Bliss fell silent. Obito slowly withdrew his hand from the box wall, turned around, and looked again at the body of the girl who seemed to be sleeping soundly on the opposite side of the wooden shelf.

Obito gazed at Rin's profile, slowly raising his hand from his side, reaching into his pocket, and gently stroking the old slip of paper that had been folded countless times. A fierce fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.

"I'm really looking forward to it, knock."

I look forward to the day when you... face me head-on!