"It's him! It's that guy!!" Quite a few clan members cried out in shock!!
"Who is that guy?!!!"
"You all said Itachi killed our clansmen, but as far as I know, the real killer is the man standing right there!! His clothes and even the way he appeared are exactly the same! The only difference is that he's quite a bit taller than I remember."
Hearing the Uchiha clansmen talking, a low voice sounded from beneath the Tiger-Skin Mask. "Of course I'm taller. After all, when I killed you on this very ground, I was still a brat..."
"What!?"
As an uproar swept through the crowd, Itachi quietly added, "To be precise, a brat who liked talking like an old man."
Obito glanced over. "Was that your first impression of me, Itachi?"
Itachi said calmly and earnestly, "Of course not. At first, I truly took you for a disillusioned Madara. I respected you as a mentor, even as I remained wary of you."
Obito said, "Then stop undermining me."
Itachi said, "I never expected you to suddenly put on a performance like this. Even if a defeated man wishes to show his sincerity, surely it doesn't have to be here?"
Obito said, "Itachi, honestly, this is one of the very few things I can't stand about you. You're always forcing your self-righteous kindness on others. Just how suffocating was Sasuke's life in his previous lifetime?"
Itachi smiled. "Now that was blunt and right on the mark! I can smell true freedom!"
Obito said, "This has nothing to do with freedom! It's just the only way to shut that mouth of yours, which hasn't stopped running since we got here!"
Itachi said, "Fair enough. You are, after all, someone I once regarded as a mentor."
An angry shout rang out. "Hey!