The moment he used the Impure World Reincarnation Jutsu...
Countless images flashed through Obito's mind.
When the two of them first met, they had both been children of five or six.
With Teacher Kisuke's help, they became desk mates.
Back then, Nagano Nami had been shy, withdrawn, and bad with words.
Nobody knew why he had later gone further and further down the path of being an insufferable little shit.
(Whatever the reason, it definitely had nothing to do with yours truly, Obito.)
From then on...
Their relationship went from friends to "friends" who exchanged insults about each other's families.
They swore at each other every other day and fought just as often.
To everyone else...
Their relationship couldn't have been worse.
Yet during the Battle of Kannabi Bridge...
Obito had saved Nagano Nami's life.
And at the most critical moment, Nami had traded his own life to save Rin Nohara.
Only then had the two realized...
They still held a place in each other's hearts.
Rustle, rustle, rustle~
The paper talismans swirling through the air interrupted Obito's thoughts.
Gradually, the talismans dispersed.
A reanimated body rose from the formula, his eyes filled with confusion.
"Where am I... wasn't I in the Pure Land?"
Nagano Nami still looked like a boy of thirteen or fourteen.
He looked around in bewilderment.
When he spotted someone standing nearby, silently watching him...
Nagano Nami froze.
He frowned and asked uncertainly...
"Are you... Obito?"
Obito nodded excitedly, saying nothing.
Nagano Nami immediately let out a curse.
"Holy shit, how'd you die too? Doesn't look like you outlived me by much!"
"And you're fucking dead, buddy! What the fuck are you so excited about?!"
Obito: "..."
Nami was still the same old Nami. The moment he opened his mouth, out came that familiar colorful language.