"Damn it!"
Obito's face twisted, rage seeming to drown his reason.
He suddenly understood why Natsuki had been able to find him so many times.
Why so many of his actions had been predicted.
It was because Minato could sense the location of the Flying Thunder God Mark on him at any time.
No, Minato can take my life whenever he wants!
Obito's gaze turned somewhat crazed as he reached behind himself and grabbed the spot where he had been hit by the Rasengan years ago.
Wood Release spun around his hand, slicing into the flesh. Then he dug his fingers in and yanked hard.
Blood sprayed from Obito's back as he tore off a chunk of flesh, skin and all.
The motion looked like he was tearing apart a rabbit by hand.
Even Natsuki's eyelid twitched at the sight.
Is that really necessary!? Is Obito's mental state that unstable?
Madara beside him also frowned slightly. Something's wrong with Obito's state of mind, isn't it?
"Ah... ah... ah...!"
Obito howled, his body trembling from the intense pain.
After taking several breaths, he rasped, "Now you won't be able to find me anymore, right?"
Minato's expression was complicated. He merely gave Obito a deep look.
Obito, it's a pity you don't know that you're just Madara's pawn too.
Natsuki and Madara both looked at Obito with exceedingly strange expressions, neither speaking for a moment.
Once the pain had subsided, the wound on Obito's back slowly wriggled as it healed.
Facing Natsuki's gaze, Obito still felt uneasy.
Countless images flashed through his mind.
They were all scenes of himself dying before Natsuki again and again.
No, it's too dangerous here. Before the Ten-Tails revives, I can't die!
Let Madara keep controlling the Ten-Tails. I'll wait until it revives!
Having made up his