On the first night Kakashi successfully mastered the mask, Shiro lay with him on the roof of his house, looking at the stars.
"Brother Shiro, do you think the mask's power can really defeat the Mangekyo Sharingan?" Thinking back on the day's training, Kakashi looked at the star-filled night sky and asked wistfully.
"Defeat it? I can't guarantee that either. All I can say is that this thing can help you close the gap with the Mangekyo Sharingan as much as possible."
"Why? Is the Mangekyo Sharingan really that strong? If I completely master the mask's power, will I still be so powerless?" Hearing the lack of confidence in Shiro's words, Kakashi shifted his gaze away from the stars and looked at Shiro in confusion.
"All I can say is, it's very strong! Ordinary ninja are absolutely no match for the Mangekyo Sharingan!"
"Then—"
"That's why I prepared this mask for you. If conventional strong fighters alone can't stand against the Mangekyo Sharingan, then become something unconventional. If a single ninja can't stand against the Mangekyo Sharingan, then gather enough ninja power together to stand against it! The enhancement this mask gives your body and Chakra comes second. Its core function is that it can slowly nurture your origin, and at the same time, it also possesses a powerful copying ability!"
"Copy what? Ninjutsu?"
"Yes, but also no."
"What do you mean?" Hearing this, Kakashi sat up from the ground. Shiro's words had clearly caught his interest.
"The mask can indeed copy ninjutsu, but what it copies isn't just ninjutsu. It's a mode. For example, if you copy Taichi, then your power will instantly switch to Taichi's type. If you switch to Brother Minato, then you'll also gain his freakish neural reflexes!"
"!!!!"
Hearing this, Kakashi was so shocked he