Mirai helped Naori lean against a large rock and gave her a moment to recover.
Her breathing gradually steadied. The wind dried the tears on her cheeks, but her eyes were still red.
When she looked up, her Sharingan was still active, but it was no longer the ordinary Three-Tomoe Sharingan from moments ago.
Mirai's gaze fell on her eyes, and he froze.
The three-tomoe pattern had changed completely. Each tomoe had stretched outward and merged into a new design, like three overlapping petals or a ring taken apart and put back together.
Mirai had seen that pattern in manga in his previous life.
The Mangekyō Sharingan.
"Naori." He softened his voice. "You awakened the Mangekyō?"
Naori blinked, touched the area around her eye, then nodded.
"Yeah. When that light swallowed you just now... I thought you were dead.
I wanted to break free and help you. Then a sharp pain shot through my eyes, like something had opened."
"What Dojutsu did you awaken?"
"Kamui." Naori paused at the word herself. "That name appeared in my mind. Both eyes have Kamui, but they work differently."
Mirai was stunned. The corner of his mouth twitched despite himself.
Kamui!
And in both eyes!
In the original story, Obito had nearly died because of Madara's scheme, and he had awakened Kamui.
This time, Madara had abducted Naori, and she had awakened Kamui too.
So what was Madara, a wholesale Kamui supplier?
Did every Uchiha he screwed over awaken Kamui?
Did the old man make some shady deal with the Kamui Dojutsu back in the day?
His mind raced with sarcastic remarks, but none of them showed on his face. To confirm whether it was the same Kamui, Mirai asked, "How does it work?"
Naori nodded and explained calmly, "The left eye specializes in