"But I'm not the gentle Nohara Rin you know, am I?~" Nohara Rin's voice was crisp and pleasant, yet it carried a hint of cunning.
Uchiha Obito was struck dumb by those words. His mind went blank, and he completely forgot where he was.
Just as he stood there at a loss, a sharp pain suddenly tore through him. It felt as though his abdomen had been ripped apart, and he could not help crying out in agony.
The sudden pain was like lightning splitting the night sky, jolting Uchiha Obito awake from his daze.
He finally realized that he was still trapped within the dream Sparkle had woven.
"Spark!"
"Le!"
Uchiha Obito roared, his voice echoing through the empty dreamscape as if it were trying to break free from its illusory restraints.
As he shouted, Nohara Rin's figure before him began to blur, gradually twisting and distorting.
In the blink of an eye, Nohara Rin's appearance vanished, replaced by Sparkle's charming face.
"My, my, were you really fooled so easily by Lady Sparkle's acting?" Sparkle grinned at Uchiha Obito, a flash of smugness glinting in her eyes.
"Looks like Lady Sparkle's changes during this time have been quite successful~" Her words were full of teasing mockery.
Since the entire dream was Sparkle's creation, she held absolute control over it.
Now, Sparkle effortlessly reclaimed the upper hand. Uchiha Obito immediately felt his body grow incomparably heavy, as if a thousand-pound burden were pressing down on him, leaving him utterly unable to move.
At that moment, Uchiha Obito was like a ferocious beast trapped in a cage. He had strength to spare, but nowhere to use it.
"Looks like Lady Sparkle's performance was very successful. That means I've made progress during this time."
Sparkle stood before Uchiha Obito's wound, a teasing