Worthy of Being My Grandson!

Madara sat down beside the stone chair and planted his broad palm on Ye's head, giving it two rubs.

The motion was so natural, as if he had done it hundreds or thousands of times before.

Ye lowered his head, already calculating away in his heart.

How many Emotion Points would that get him?

This old man's output was practically touching, okay?!

As he rubbed, Madara's hand suddenly paused. When he spoke, there was even a trace of hesitation in his voice.

"Ye. There's something I need to come clean to you about."

Ye instantly put away those little thoughts of his.

"Is it about Rin and the others?"

Madara nodded, his expression darkening slightly.

"I was planning to use her as a bomb, seal the Three-Tails inside her, and let Obito watch his companion die right in front of him. That would force his Mangekyo to awaken."

"I made that decision on my own. I didn't tell you beforehand."

Ye was dumbfounded on the spot.

Holy shit?

The enormous trap from the original story had just been laid bare so casually?

He fell silent for two seconds. The expression on his face was impossible to hold back, carrying that uniquely punchable air of a teenager.

"Grandpa Madara, that plan of yours... probably fell apart the moment you walked out the door."

Madara raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

Ye spread his hands, his tone utterly relaxed.

"Rin has actually already learned Sealing Jutsu."

Madara did not move.

Ye continued delivering the killing blow. "And not just some ordinary Sealing Jutsu, either."

"She studied under my master's wife, Kushina Uzumaki, for a full two and a half years! You know Kushina well enough, don't you, old man?"

"The Uzumaki clan, the Nine-Tails' Jinchuriki, the pinnacle of Sealing Jutsu."

"Once Rin wakes up,