"Tsk, tsk. How come you only have one eye left?"
Uchiha Jin looked at the yellow, swirling, one-eyed mask, a mocking smile curling his lips.
"Oh, I remember. You gave the other eye to Kakashi as a gift for his promotion to Jonin, right?"
Obito Uchiha's entire face darkened.
This guy really knew how to hit a sore spot.
Back then, pinned beneath a boulder, he had thought he was certain to die. With nothing to give Kakashi before his death, he could only give him the eye that was still exposed.
Even now, that eye was still set in Kakashi's socket.
If he could get that eye back, his strength would improve considerably.
But he had not done so.
That eye had been a gift from the naive Obito Uchiha of the past. The current "Madara Uchiha" disdained taking it back.
Even missing an eye did not diminish his power.
"Jin, you're just as infuriating to talk to as ever."
Obito Uchiha stopped using Madara's voice and spoke in his own, which sounded slightly hoarse.
"You're just too thin-skinned."
Uchiha Jin spread his hands. "I've talked like this since I was a kid. You've known me for so long. Couldn't you learn to get used to it?"
Obito Uchiha: "..."
He unconsciously clenched his fists, feeling an urge to punch this smart-mouthed bastard.
In the past, Jin and Kakashi had always been a cut above him.
Kakashi simply disliked talking, while Jin loved making snide remarks.
Compared to Kakashi, talking to Jin was far more infuriating.
He had awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan, received a transplant of powerful Hashirama cells, and inherited Madara Uchiha's legacy.
Now, Obito felt terrifyingly strong. If they really fought, he could absolutely give this bastard the beating he deserved.
After thinking it over, he finally