Land of Rice · Border
As Obito's words faded, the air around them seemed to freeze for an instant.
Six figures stood in different directions, surrounding Obito.
Obito slowly let his smile fade. His Mangekyō Sharingan calmly swept over everyone around him before finally settling on Kakashi's face.
Only for an instant.
Kakashi met his gaze, his lone eye quiet and still.
Might Guy's eyes darted back and forth between them twice. A rare trace of conflict appeared on his usually fiery face.
"Kakashi, maybe... you should go protect the Jinchuriki first. Leave Obito to us. We can handle him.
After all..."
"Have faith in Kakashi, Guy."
Hatake Sakumo's voice came from behind Guy. He walked up beside the two of them, looked at Kakashi, and spoke softly.
"He's already made his decision, hasn't he?"
Kakashi merely nodded in silence, his grip involuntarily tightening around White Fang's Tanto.
Across from him, Obito quietly watched Kakashi's reaction. A faint curve tugged at his lips before he spread his hands, feigning boredom.
"Well? Aren't you going to attack? Surely all of you didn't gather here just to stare at me."
As he spoke, he looked at Tobirama, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes.
"Am I wrong, Second?"
Tobirama did not answer. He only frowned slightly.
Meeting his gaze, Obito's smile grew deeper instead.
"Heh. You really are underestimating me."
"Granted, you did get the better of me with the Flying Thunder God Technique back in the Land of Rice.
But now that I have both these eyes, I won't be as easy to deal with as you think."
With that, the patterns in his Mangekyō Sharingan slowly spun, trailing two crimson arcs.
Watching those eyes, Tobirama's frown deepened.
The Mangekyo's ocular technique—Kamui.
Even he, with all his extensive research into the