Obito nodded in wholehearted agreement.
Off to the side, he racked his brains for famous sayings.
"Yeah, yeah, as long as you're alive, there's always hope."
"A real man knows when to bend and when to stand tall... and his little brother can be big or small?"
"Is that how the saying goes? Something feels off..."
His stock of quotations ran dry after barely two lines.
Obito gave up struggling and cleared his throat twice.
"Ahem, anyway, enough people have already died today..."
"Let's call a truce, everyone," he said seriously.
The Buddha statue's several thousand loving slaps had already left over half the Three-Village Allied Forces dead or wounded.
Then one super-gentle Nativity of a World of Trees had strangled nearly ten thousand more shinobi.
The forty thousand Allied Shinobi Forces who had arrived brimming with aggression...
Now, it was hard to say whether even ten thousand remained...
Rasa soothed the Raikage.
At the same time, he looked at Obito and asked in confusion.
"Why? You clearly had the chance to wipe us out. Why hold back?"
"Aren't you afraid we'll become a threat to Konoha in the future?"
At those words...
Obito planted his hands on his hips and burst out laughing.
"Hahaha, are you kidding me?"
He rubbed his chin, thought for a moment, then spoke.
"Let me put it this way. I could fire off seven or eight ninjutsu on the same level as that last one in a single go."
"If I wanted to, I could even flatten the entire shinobi world in a day... what exactly should I be afraid of?"
"As long as I, Obito, am alive, war won't reach Konoha, and none of you will pose any threat."
"Besides, I've got at least another thousand years or so in me... outliving you