The Idealized Trio

"Miss Konan is truly kind," Obito said to Konan.

Konan smiled shyly and hid behind Yahiko.

"Rest assured, if I had any ill intent, I wouldn't have made my presence known to you."

"I have indeed come for the three of you. You should be able to feel how tense the situation is between the various villages right now. You know full well what happens to small villages like Amegakure, caught between the great powers, when war breaks out. You might become excellent ninjas in the future, but right now, you can do nothing. Do not think that mediating a few minor disputes can influence the great powers. Rashly intervening in the conflicts of the great nations is no different from a mantis trying to stop a chariot—it is self-destruction."

"Bang! Don't look down on us! You Konoha bastard!" the same guy from before slammed his hand on the table and shouted.

"Shut up! Or I will kill you right now!" A surging, overwhelming pressure crushed down upon him!

"Damn it! Just his gaze alone makes me unable to move! Move, damn it!!!" The man's forehead veins bulged, and beads of sweat the size of beans streamed down his cheeks. His fingers, pressed against the table, trembled incessantly, refusing to obey his commands!

The others looked at Obito with a mix of shock and fear... A tiger in the distance isn't so terrifying, but a tiger right beside you is a different story! It could snap and take your life at any moment!

"I said, I have no malice, and I am only here for the three of them. Please do not interrupt me; it is very impolite, you bastard!" Obito said.

"Everyone, go back and rest. I will have a chat with this friend from Konoha," Yahiko said, looking at the group.

Everyone stood up and took their leave; it was clear that Yahiko's leadership skills were quite strong. Everyone trusted him deeply.

"Kobayashi Jiro's brother was killed by a Konoha ninja in the war a few years ago, which is why he is hostile toward you. I hope you won't take it to heart, Obito-kun," Yahiko explained.

Obito was actually secretly observing Nagato. Dark red, medium-length hair covered one eye, while the other was a swirling Rinnegan!

Obito could feel the astonishing ocular power contained within those eyes—it was far superior to his current Mangekyo!

If there was one thing about the original story that Obito couldn't understand, it was why Jiraiya, knowing full well of the Rinnegan's existence, would choose to let Nagato grow up in such a free-range manner? That was incredibly careless...

Nagato sat there quietly, not saying a word. He looked like a very introverted person. Is it true that the more introverted someone is, the crazier the soul living inside them? So crazy that even they themselves are afraid!

Obito looked away; he was afraid that if he kept staring, he wouldn't be able to resist the urge to gouge out those eyes... For any Uchiha, these eyes were the power of their dreams.

"Rest assured, I am not that petty. Speaking of which, as a member of Konoha, I feel deeply sorry for those who were killed by Konoha because of the war. War brings too much suffering to people."

Nagato's body trembled slightly, then returned to calm.

"Is Obito-kun also working hard to stop the war?" Konan asked, looking somewhat happy.

"Yes, my dream is to create a world without war. A world where there is no war between villages, where they can be inclusive of one another, communicate without barriers, not view each other as enemies, and where those who love each other can cross village boundaries and be happy together."

"Of course, no war does not mean no disputes. Wherever there are people, there will be disputes. And the method to resolve these disputes is what I call law. Everyone acts according to the law, using the law to protect their own legitimate rights and interests!" Obito said, as if bathed in a holy aura.

"Law... but who decides the law?" Nagato, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"The law is naturally decided by the people! Every ten people can elect a representative to represent their will, and these representatives will vote together to decide on the creation of laws and whether they can take effect," Obito replied.

"That is... that is a truly novel idea. Did you come up with all of this, Obito-kun?" Nagato continued to ask.

"Some of it, yes, some of it, no. I have my own partners, too," Obito said.

"Then, what is your purpose in coming here...?" Yahiko asked.

"I know from Jiraiya that you are also like-minded partners. I cannot bear to see tragedy befall you. You may not know this, but Hanzo is already wary of you. He is old now, he has lost the mettle of the Demigod of the Ninja World, and he fears that your rise will affect his rule..."

"Impossible! Lord Hanzo is very supportive of us," Yahiko said, not believing him.

"I know you won't believe me, or perhaps you think I am trying to sow discord between you. I will not force you to believe me. I just don't want to watch you throw your lives away."

"Alright, it was a pleasure chatting with you. Until we meet again. Oh, and stay alive. Only by staying alive can you see what a beautiful world the one I create will be!"

After Obito left, the three of them fell into silence. The strength of Obito, his grand ambitions, and his confident charisma deeply shocked their hearts.

Yahiko took a deep look at Nagato across from him. But we have Nagato! Nagato is the future and hope of this world!

After leaving, Obito strolled through the rain-drenched streets. The streets were desolate, with tower-like buildings standing tall in the rain, and dense drainage pipes spreading across the entire village like the veins of this place. Some ragged children were still struggling in the rain for a bite to eat, rummaging through trash cans that had likely been overturned dozens of times, desperately trying to find a morsel to survive. In the corners of the alleys, the screams of women and the curses of men could be heard from time to time.

Only when you truly walk into this world can you see how difficult it is for these creatures, who are also called human, to live. It is no wonder Nagato would turn to darkness and want the world to feel pain; that pain is the very pain he experienced!

The people of Konoha are undoubtedly fortunate. Having food, drink, and a roof to shelter from the wind and rain is already a dream for many in this world. From this perspective, the successive Hokage of Konoha have nothing to be ashamed of.

Obito suddenly remembered a poem by Du Fu he learned as a child: "Oh, for a vast mansion of a million rooms, to shelter all the poor of the world and make them smile! Unmoved by wind or rain, as steady as a mountain!"

Before coming to Amegakure, Obito might have still held a gamer's mentality as a transmigrator trying to change the world, but now, he truly had a desire to do something for these suffering people. Whether it was an overflow of sympathy or a saintly complex, since one is born human, one should live like a human!

Obito let out a long breath, the suppressed emotions in his heart dissipating, replaced by a soaring passion!

Let it start from Amegakure!