"You've got some really strange things in that head of yours."
Kazan patted his own head, as if something dirty had gotten inside and he needed to smack it out.
"Y-You can hear my thoughts?"
Obito fumbled about, his face visibly reddening, as though an unspeakable secret had been exposed.
"Ah, sometimes I can, and sometimes I can't. I'm still not very good at it."
Kazan's Observation Haki was rather special.
Sometimes, he could hear all sorts of strange sounds. He just wasn't very good at controlling it yet.
Was it the Voice of All Things, the Crimson Count's mind-reading, or both?
In any case, Kazan still needed to keep honing it.
Obito could no longer hold himself together. He was going crazy inside.
After all, Kazan had played an important role in every scene he had just been imagining.
He had always wanted to earn Kazan and Kakashi's approval!
It was so embarrassing!
But after the embarrassment came a deep sense of disappointment.
Whenever he faced Rin Nohara, he always bragged shamelessly, loudly claiming that he would defeat Kazan and Kakashi and become Konoha's Hokage one day.
But deep down, he knew better than anyone how difficult it would be to surpass Kazan.
He still remembered the first time he heard that Kazan had killed dozens of members of the Sand Shinobi Advance Force. He had shouted that he would head to the battlefield at once and make a name for himself.
In truth, he had been extremely uneasy and anxious inside. If he really went to the battlefield, could he survive?
That was why he admired Kazan so much. To achieve such impressive feats on a battlefield like that was no easy matter, and Obito knew it.
Then.
He had really come to the Frontline, following his Teacher,