The Six-Armed Deformed Child

"Obito, you can do this."

Rin looked into Obito's eyes.

Her expression was gentle and sincere.

"There's something wrong with this world, not with you."

"What they need is precisely someone like you—someone who still has passion, someone who still wants to change things."

"Is... is that so?"

Obito murmured.

Guy also stepped in front of him, looking at him with a serious expression.

"Rin is right."

"That's why I brought you here."

A faint glimmer gradually lit up in Obito's single eye.

Rin took Obito's hand in hers.

"Obito, I believe you can do it too."

"Let's work together and change this world!"

Rin looked at him with unwavering determination.

"Change the world... with Rin?"

The light in Obito's single eye flared fully to life.

With Rin by his side to support him, he believed that he could definitely do it!

Watching the hope reignite in Obito's eyes, Guy's expression grew increasingly complicated even as he approved.

Although Obito now understood the difference between the real and false worlds, his dependence on Rin was growing stronger and stronger.

What if one day, Rin once again...

Guy did not dare dwell on it.

If that happened, just how far would Obito lose control?

Sigh, I'll deal with it one step at a time.

He could only sigh inwardly.

"Waa..."

Just then, a faint yet distinct baby's cry suddenly came from the shadows in a distant corner.

Though the sound was soft, it was especially piercing in the deathly silent streets.

At once, several people nearby who had been lying on the ground, barely clinging to life as if already dead, suddenly opened their eyes.

There was no kindness or concern in those eyes.

Only a beastlike greed for "food."

In unison, they looked toward the source of the baby's cries!