Because Gekkō Raito was already on his way back.
With Raito's unfathomable spatial abilities and speed, who knew whether he might teleport right into Obito's face the next second?
So!
Of all the strategies, retreat was best.
Obito put away his kunai and forced himself to look composed as he faced the people before him, his tone still pretentious.
"Kirigakure certainly lives up to its reputation!"
"To think you had so many powerful fighters hidden away. Impressive, truly impressive."
"It seems the title of 'strongest ninja village in the Shinobi World' should have changed hands long ago. Too bad those idiots outside still don't know!"
To be fair, Kirigakure really was absurdly powerful now.
If he hadn't controlled the Fourth Mizukage back then and instituted that "Blood Mist Policy," causing so much internal strife, Kirigakure would probably have been several times more terrifying than it was now.
Thinking of it that way, Obito actually felt a little glad he had thrown Kirigakure into chaos back then. Otherwise, how could he possibly keep playing this game now?
"Leaving already? Don't you want to play a little longer, Mr. Intruder?"
Hearing that, Obito turned toward Kyuji Kaguya, who had spoken those provocative words.
Obito remembered this man. He was one of Raito's followers. Since he could serve as Raito's personal bodyguard, his strength certainly couldn't be lacking.
Add the Kaguya Clan's freakishly powerful Shikotsumyaku, and this fellow was definitely a tough opponent.
"I'll remember you! Kyuji Kaguya!" Obito said coldly.
Kyuji smiled disdainfully and cracked his knuckles. "Good! Remember me! You're welcome to come back and throw your life away anytime."
"Next, I'll clear out you troublesome small fry on Lord Gekkō Raito's behalf!"
Small fry?
Obito nearly laughed in anger. He had never expected that he, the representative of the great