Inside the Daimyo’s mansion, the sudden outburst from Noble Son #3 caused the smile on Daimyo face to freeze.
He coughed twice.
"Cough, cough!"
The room fell silent.
"I’m an old man. And today, I’m in a good mood. I want to speak to my granddaughter and her husband first."
"Is there a problem?"
"Why are you in a rush, when I’m not?"
With the Daimyo’s loud voice, the farce ca to an end.
The Daimyo, Tsunade, and Uchiha Hikaru made their way toward the inner residence.
anwhile, across the sea, in the Hidden Mist Village of the Land of Water—
Inside the Mizukage’s office...
A pale, spiral-faced White Zetsu phased out from the wall.
"Ohhh~ Uchiha Hikaru and Tsunade are in the Daimyo’s mansion~"
"The plan can begin now!"
Yagura sat rigidly at his desk, his eyes blank and face expressionless.
A deep, calm voice erged from behind him.
"You weren’t seen, were you... ?"
Obito’s form slowly appeared from the spiral distortion of space.
The White Zetsu——unraveled into a cloak-like layer that wrapped around Obito’s limbs and torso.
Obito removed the tiger-striped mask from his face. In its place, a new spiral-patterned mask ford, centered around three Sharingan tomoe.
Two aligned with his vision; the last sat above his forehead—like a third eye.
"I’m the most elite White Zetsu. How could I be caught~?"
smug answer earned a cold smirk from Obito. With a flicker of space-ti, both vanished from the office.
Monts later, several Mist ninja entered.
"Lord Mizukage! Our forces are assembled!"
"This is the perfect ti to strike the Land of Fire—while the new Hokage is still consolidating power!"
"My Sahada is thirsty!"
The voice ca from a large, brutish man with orange hair tied into buns, a twisted grin stretching across his vicious face.
A tall, voluptuous woman with long brown hair frowned.
"Lord Mizukage, are you really planning to go to war with Konoha now?"
"Tsunade’s appointnt may stir internal conflict over power, yes—but for the shinobi corps, her return has boosted morale."
Behind her, Ao nodded in agreent.
"She’s right, Lord Mizukage. Launching an attack now is dangerous. The outco is far from certain."
"Why don’t we just—"
BANG!
Yagura slamd his staff into the ground, silencing them all.
"The bloodline clans’ discontent is at its peak!"
"This war isn’t just about carving a piece out of Konoha—it’s about redirecting that anger outward!"
"This is an order!"
The command sealed the fate of many.
i Terumi clenched her fists tightly.
This damned Fourth Mizukage... How could he make such a reckless decision?!
anwhile, the brutish swordsman—Sahada swordsman—grinned.
He didn’t care about politics or consequences. He wanted blood.
The last ti he fought a Konoha Genin, the trauma had lingered far too long.
This ti, he would turn that fear into pain—and unleash it tenfold on their comrades.
There was no way Konoha had another physical monster waiting for him... right?
By evening, the Mist’s massive shinobi force set sail, launching a direct offensive toward the eastern coastline of the Land of Fire.
Obito and the Zetsu-possessed Ah Fei appeared in the coastal region ahead of the invasion.
From the earth before them, a strange figure erged—half black, half white.
"Obito. Nagato supports your decision."
"He believes this is a pri chance to weaken Konoha’s forces."
"All for the goal of collecting the Tailed Beasts."
"Kakuzu and Hidan will arrive tomorrow."
Obito looked down at Black Zetsu, a cold smile twisting beneath his mask.
"Oh~?"
"So Nagato wants the fire to burn hotter, does he..."
"That’s convenient."
"But let’s be honest. It’s not about the plan—it’s about revenge."
"His parents died by Konoha’s hands... he’s just dressing up vengeance in ideology."
Black Zetsu’s face twitched.
You idiot.
You think this is about you?
If it weren’t for Uchiha Hikaru, I’d let you play your little war gas however you wanted.
But now, with three Mangekyō Sharingan awakened under Uchiha Hikaru’s banner, your arrogance is suicidal!
And yet, he couldn’t say any of that.
In his heart, he cursed.
Madara... why the hell did you choose this thick-headed brat?
On the surface, he kept smiling.
"Obito, don’t forget. This is all for Madara-sama’s Infinite Tsukuyomi."
"Don’t let your emotions ruin the plan."
Obito stiffened—sothing had hit a nerve.
"Tch...!"
"You don’t have to remind ."
"No one is more committed to the Infinite Tsukuyomi than I am!"
Without another word, Obito vanished into his Kamui dinsion, taking Ah Fei with him.
But the sting from Black Zetsu’s words lingered.
Within the darkness of Kamui’s world, mories erupted—
That night.
The laughter.
The betrayal.
The wounds.
"What? You’re not actually in love with , are you?"
"Obito... Rin likes ."
"Seriously, look at yourself. You’re not even half as handso as Kakashi. Why would Rin like you?"
Uchiha Hikaru’s mocking voice.
Kakashi’s blunt honesty.
They echoed like knives.
"AAAAAAGGHHHH!!!"
Obito scread, unleashing a storm of Wood Style inside Kamui.
Rocks shattered. Dust clouded the air.
He rampaged for minutes.
Eventually, silence returned.
The chaos subsided.
He stood in the debris, panting.
He activated Kamui again and erged back on the coastal cliffs.
Far in the distance, through the mist, his Sharingan could already see the sails.
Dozens of Mist ships.
Hundreds of shinobi.
The hunger for destruction reignited in his chest.
Behind the mask, his face twisted into a mad grin.
"Konoha..."
"Hikaru..."
"Kakashi..."
"Kirigakure..."
"Rin..."
"This war... is for you."
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