His old beliefs had been deeply rooted, but after meeting Obito, they had slowly begun to change.
No one had expected things to end the way they had. Kakashi had never wanted to think back on it, burying himself in missions instead.
Now, in this place, it was impossible not to remember.
Just as grief and longing washed over him, Kakashi instinctively sensed a faint movement pass above his head.
He jerked his head up but saw nothing. Even so, his brows drew tightly together.
The feeling that something terrible was about to happen clung to him, filling him with an unease he could not explain.
He pushed his thoughts aside and began searching intently for the source of that unease.
As Obito passed overhead, he had not noticed Kakashi. Only after flying past did he catch sight of someone moving below.
In such a dangerous, tense situation, Obito Uchiha would not overlook the slightest clue. He turned his gaze toward the movement.
A head of silver hair emerged from the bushes, and Obito Uchiha's eyes narrowed sharply.
He had never imagined that this would be the first person he encountered upon returning to Konoha.
He wanted to stay and talk with Kakashi, but something more important awaited him.
In the end, Obito Uchiha hardened his heart and turned away.
As he left, he murmured, "Wait for me."
They should have been warm words, but there was no warmth on Obito Uchiha's face. He looked exceptionally cold.
They sounded less like words to a friend than a warning to an enemy.
Black Zetsu watched from the side, looking much more pleased. Only now was he certain that Obito had truly put the past behind him.
Only then could they be sure the mission would go smoothly.
Each lost in his