"Ahem!"
Uchiha Madara coughed lightly, and everyone fell silent instantly.
"Co here, son, co to your father for a hug."
"Okay, father~"
Just as Shiro was about to slide off Obito's neck, a sharp cry cut through the air.
"Wait!"
"I... I can see!" Obito shouted, his voice cracking with excitent.
His left eye had miraculously healed at that very mont!
"Hahahaha. Hahahahahaha!"
Obito laughed wildly, a pure, unadulterated joy he hadn't felt in what seed like a lifeti.
"Shiro, you are truly my lucky star!"
Obito hugged Shiro tightly, tears of happiness streaming down his face.
"Kamui!"
Obito couldn't wait to test the power of his fully restored Sharingan. In an instant, the colossal upper body of a Susanoo materialized before him.
"Incredible!"
Obito shouted excitedly from within the ethereal construct.
Looking at Obito's healed Sharingan, Uchiha Madara was both surprised and overjoyed. He was now absolutely certain that Shiro's miraculous power was real. The day he would return to his pri was no longer a distant dream; it was just around the corner.
"Shiro, co, co to your father quickly~"
Shiro slipped from Obito's grasp and swam to Uchiha Madara's side.
"Father, I want a hug~"
"Heh~ It's really my great son!"
Uchiha Madara held Shiro high, unable to contain his elation.
"In just three years, my son was able to restore Obito's hollow eye to its original state. This ans my own recovery is imminent! Hahahahaha, perhaps I can even forge another pair of Rinnegan!"
"Hehe~" Shiro, knowing the truth but playing his part, just kept smiling innocently.
"Obito, what is the status of the task I assigned you today?" Uchiha Madara asked, reigning in his excitent.
"Believe , Madara, the first step of our plan is now firmly in place. With ti, our ideal world may arrive sooner than we anticipated."
"The Akatsuki is currently recruiting. Soon, this world will be made anew!"
"Okay, very good." Uchiha Madara nodded with satisfaction.
"I have expended a great deal of energy today. Tomorrow, you and Zetsu will be responsible for teaching Shiro ninjutsu."
"Of course, I would be happy to!" Obito looked at Shiro, his voice gentle. "My only goal now is to raise Shiro into a fine young man."
Shiro lay lazily in Uchiha Madara's arms and replied casually, "Obito, if you get the chance, can you take to see the outside world? I really want to go."
"Of course," Obito patted his own chest. "There are many wonderful and strange things in this world. It would be good for you to see them. Tomorrow, I plan to recruit more mbers for the Akatsuki. If you're interested, I can take you with ."
"Okay, okay!" Shiro agreed happily.
"Obito, you may take my son out, but if even a single hair on his head is hard, I will hold you personally responsible!" Uchiha Madara glared at Obito, his tone leaving no room for argunt.
Obito replied firmly, "Madara sama, you don't need to remind . I will not stand for anyone bullying Shiro and give my life to protect him.!"
Uchiha Madara huffed, "Humph, it is good that you understand. This is only because Shiro asked. Otherwise, I would never let him leave my side!"
Black Zetsu added, "Do not worry, Madara. I am Shiro's shadow. I will not allow any harm to co to him!"
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