Obito glanced at Orochimaru and clapped his hands impatiently.
"What are you standing around for? Get moving!"
"Now! Right this second! Get to work!"
Orochimaru looked stunned.
"But Lord Obito... isn't the organization holding a meeting in a few days?"
Obito waved a hand impatiently and said,
"Time is tight. You can skip the meeting. Get to work and make every second count."
Well, this...
A flicker of venomous resentment flashed through Orochimaru's eyes.
Obito Uchiha!
As if taking my Ninja Village away wasn't enough.
Now you're shutting me out of the organization's meetings, too!
You bleeping bleep, you stinking bleep! Bleep!
Every curse Orochimaru had learned from Hidan—
He hurled them all at Obito in his head!
But he had no choice but to bow to superior strength.
Though he wanted nothing more than to devour Obito,
Orochimaru maintained a respectful expression.
"I understand, Lord Obito. I'll find you... as soon as possible."
"Save it!"
Obito cut Orochimaru off and pointed at his own ears.
"Spare me the empty words. I've heard them so often my ears are practically calloused."
"Yes... Lord Obito."
Growing even more resentful, Orochimaru lowered his head and left the room, gritting his teeth.
Watching Orochimaru's faintly trembling back,
And recalling the darkness in his eyes moments earlier,
Obito gave a sinister smile.
"Haha, I bet that snake wants to kill me right now."
Someone like Orochimaru shifted with the wind and was loyal only to himself.
Obito had never considered winning him over. He was simply making use of him while he was handy.
Now, deliberately needling Orochimaru was part of his plan to "make full use of everything."
Obito narrowed his eyes slightly, idly toying with his mask.
"He doesn't seem to have much use at the moment. I'll treat him as a