The true Will of Fire

At that moment, on a lake outside the Konoha Military Police Force headquarters, two figures darted across the water, one pursuing the other.

The one in front moved like red lightning, darting back and forth, constantly diving into the water, into buildings, and between the trees.

But no matter how fast he moved or how tricky his turns, he could not shake the eerie figure behind him, who vanished and reappeared like jump cuts in a film.

Yet the more anxious of the two was not the one in front, but the pursuer, who had already been led around for quite some time.

This bastard is fast, but the real problem is that he seems to know where I'll appear with Kamui every time... Sensory Ninjutsu? Or does he have some special eye technique like the Byakugan? After missing another strike, Obito Uchiha looked up in frustration at the figure diving into the water again.

He was stalling for time.

Obito knew that perfectly well.

But who is he, exactly? Why does he know my real identity? If he's from Konoha, does that mean Uchiha Itachi also knows I'm...

No, stop. I can't keep thinking about this. If it comes to it, I'll have the one watching Danzo come over too. With an attack from both sides, he won't get away!

Obito clenched his fists. He could feel that he had already lost his composure. Every time he tried to force himself to calm down, that fake Kakashi's head popped up above the water again.

He still looked like the masked, white-haired boy in Obito's memories. His dreadful acting and the Transformation Technique that Obito's Sharingan had already seen through seemed like deliberate mockery, making it impossible for Obito to keep his emotions in check.

And the Kakashi the Nine-Tails