On one side, Uchiha Obito was still seething with helpless rage in front of Nohara Rin's gravestone.
anwhile, deep in the forest, Seii had already begun his move.
He didn't recklessly reveal himself to confront Obito directly. Instead, he quietly circled around the cetery, heading in the direction Kakashi had just left.
Then, forming hand seals, he perford a jutsu—Transformation Jutsu!
Poof!
A cloud of chakra smoke dispersed.
When it cleared, Seii had taken on the exact appearance of Kakashi, just as he had looked monts ago.
Next, he adjusted his facial expression, making it appear heavier, more burdened.
With everything set, he no longer bothered concealing his presence. He lifted his foot and strode directly toward the cetery—or more precisely, toward Uchiha Obito.
That's right. He planned to approach Obito while disguised as Kakashi.
Then, at the right mont, he would seize the Hashirama Cells from him.
Would Obito refuse to et him?
If it were the real Kakashi, then yes—Obito might have just teleported away.
But Seii was confident that a re Transformation Jutsu wouldn't fool soone as familiar with Kakashi as Obito.
Not to ntion, he hadn't even put much effort into perfecting the disguise.
So, there was no way Obito wouldn't see through it.
Then why do it?
The answer was simple—to provoke him.
That's right. He was deliberately provoking Obito.
Based on his understanding of Obito and the emotional state he was currently displaying, it was obvious that the man desperately needed an outlet for his anger.
And what better target than soone impersonating Kakashi?
If Obito thought more deeply about it—why soone would disguise themselves as Kakashi right in front of him, whether it ant they already knew his true identity, and so on—then he definitely wouldn't just walk away.
As long as Obito didn't teleport away imdiately, Seii was confident he could accomplish his goal.
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Step. Step. Step.
His shoes splashed lightly against puddles on the ground, the sound of his footsteps deliberately slow and heavy.
From a distance, Obito imdiately noticed him.
"Who's there?"
He turned his head, instantly straightening his posture, shifting into a guarded stance.
His lone visible eye locked onto Seii, filled with killing intent.
Seii ignored the murderous gaze and kept walking forward.
Step. Step. Step.
The distance between them shrank.
As soon as Obito saw Seii's disguised form, he hesitated for a split second, instinctively preparing to activate Kamui and disappear before he had to face Kakashi.
But just before he could use his Mangekyō Sharingan, sothing felt…off.
Without hesitation, Obito activated his three-tomoe Sharingan.
Imdiately, Seii's every movent slowed in his vision, as if played in slow motion. He began comparing the figure before him to the Kakashi in his mory—the one who had just left.
And then—he noticed.
Subtle details, ones he had almost overlooked before, suddenly stood out.
The expression on this fake Kakashi's face—yes, it carried sorrow, but it lacked the true weight of grief.
That alone was enough for Obito to tell—this was an imposter.
And beyond that, based on everything he knew about Kakashi, there was no reason he would return to the cetery so soon after leaving.
If that were the case, Obito himself wouldn't have co out so eagerly.
As for the idea that Kakashi had sohow just now sensed him and was doubling back for an ambush?
That was even more ridiculous.
For one, if Kakashi had sensed him, why not just expose him imdiately instead of pulling so elaborate sche?
More importantly, Obito had absolute confidence in his stealth abilities.
Kakashi's reactions over the years had only reinforced that belief.
So, there was no doubt about it—this person was a fraud.
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At that realization, the anger Obito had been barely holding back finally found its release.
Without a word, he vanished—and in the next instant, he was lunging straight at Seii.
As he moved, his hand snapped up, ready to unleash a devastating jutsu—Wood Style: Piercing Stalk Technique!
He was going to kill this impostor in the most brutal way possible.
This jutsu allowed the user to instantly grow sharp, branch-like wooden spikes from their body, impaling the enemy.
Once inside the target's body, the wood would branch out rapidly, spreading like a tree—tearing through organs and limbs from the inside out.
Not only was it deadly, but it was agonizing.
And on top of that, the wood could absorb chakra on contact, making it even harder for the victim to defend themselves.
The fact that Obito was using such a cruel technique without hesitation showed just how furious he was.
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On the other side, Seii acted as if he hadn't expected Obito to attack imdiately.
He was a fraction of a second too slow to react.
By the ti he tried to dodge, Obito was already upon him, the wooden spikes re inches away from piercing his body.
Obito's lips curled into a twisted grin beneath his mask.
He could already picture this fake Kakashi being ripped apart from the inside.
But just as the attack was about to land—
Boom.
At the very last mont, Seii activated a defensive jutsu—Earth Style: Hardening Technique!
A sudden resistance stopped the wooden spikes from piercing him instantly.
Obito could feel his wood absorbing Seii's chakra—but the attack didn't go through.
Not only that—Seii grabbed Obito's right arm.
A bad feeling shot through Obito's mind.
Logically, Seii should've been trying to escape or counterattack—not grabbing his arm.
And of all things, he grabbed the one arm that Obito knew was different.
Sothing was wrong.
At the sa ti, Seii's expression changed.
The strange timing of his appearance, his sudden shift in expression, and his bizarre reaction all clicked together in Obito's mind.
He was being set up.
Without thinking, he activated his Mangekyō Sharingan, preparing to phase his arm out with Kamui.
But Seii was a step ahead.
His own Mangekyō Sharingan flared to life.
Yes—Seii had the Mangekyō Sharingan too.
He had known from the start that in order to pull this off and steal Hashirama's cells, he would have to reveal so of his abilities.
And out of all his secrets, revealing the Mangekyō Sharingan was the least risky.
For one, many high-ranking officials in Konoha and the Uchiha clan had already suspected he had awakened it.
And more importantly, as long as he didn't expose his Mangekyō's unique abilities, it would still remain an unknown variable.
So, he made his move.
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Obito's visible eye widened in shock.
"You—?!"
The mont he sensed the genjutsu coming from Seii's eyes, he instinctively activated his own Mangekyō Sharingan to counter it.
But he was too slow.
With only one Mangekyō, he was imdiately overpowered.
His mind blurred for a split second.
And in that one instant—
RIP.
Seii tore off his right arm.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Pain snapped Obito back to reality.
Without hesitation, he activated Kamui and teleported away, appearing on a distant tree branch.
Clutching his severed arm, his lone eye burned with fury and confusion.
"…Who the hell are you?"
He demanded, his voice filled with rage and disbelief.
How had a Mangekyō-wielding ninja suddenly appeared in the Shinobi World—without him knowing?
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