MM Racing Chapter 255 Obito: Kakashi, is Rin here?
Chapter 255 Obito: Kakashi, is Rin here?
Chapter 255 Obito: Kakashi, is Rin here?
The dream has ended.
Early the next morning, in Amegakure Village.
In Obito's room, Obito suddenly opened his eyes from the bed.
After a moment of confusion, he realized that he had woken up from last night's dream.
Recalling the events of his dream, Obito's heart raced, his face beaming with undisguised joy, and his eyes gleaming with a long-lost light.
"It worked—it went so smoothly!"
"Ban, he actually agreed!"
Obito clenched his fist and couldn't help but laugh.
If he enters that dream again, he will be able to personally tear out the name of the mastermind from Madara Uchiha's mouth.
Moreover, Obito felt even more relieved when he recalled Madara's disdainful and cold attitude towards the Uchiha clan last night.
It seems that Madara doesn't care whether the Uchiha clan in reality has been wiped out.
In this way, the biggest hidden danger that had been troubling him was also eliminated, and everything was developing in a favorable direction.
Just as Obito was immersed in his ecstatic thoughts, a familiar knocking sound came from the door.
The door creaked open, and a figure, half black and half white, pushed it open and entered.
Black Zetsu has arrived.
"Oh? You're in the room today too."
Black Zetsu looked around the room and, seeing that Obito hadn't gone out so early in the morning, couldn't help but make a surprised and teasing remark.
As he spoke sarcastically, a smile of satisfaction appeared on his half-black face.
It seems that Ban's return has had an immediate effect; the kid has finally stopped slacking off.
Black Zetsu stood at the doorway, nodding in satisfaction to himself.
Obito was lost in his beautiful daydreams and his mind was elsewhere, so he didn't notice Black Zetsu's teasing expression.
He stared blankly at the pale sky outside the window, when a thought suddenly flashed through his mind that made his heart race.
"Oh, right!—"
Yesterday was my dream!
Based on past patterns, if I control the dream, then—Lin might be summoned to the real world!
This conjecture made Obito's breath catch in his throat, and his heart pounded uncontrollably, feeling as if it were about to leap out of his chest.
Lin —
Could they have already arrived?!
Obito's eyes lit up instantly. He forced down his wildly beating heart, and a name naturally surfaced in his mind.
Kakashi.
That's right!
Kakashi—
As long as the dream is mine, he will never be absent.
He must have entered that dream as well, so he must know whether Lin appeared or not!
Thinking of this, Obito could no longer sit still.
He suddenly rolled out of bed, grabbed a black robe lying to the side, and draped it over his shoulders.
"Absolutely brilliant!"
Without turning his head, Obito spoke to Black Zetsu in a deep voice, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement and urgency.
"Don't move around here. I'm going to Konoha and will be back soon."
Before he could finish speaking...
The air in front of Obito rippled like water, and a spatial vortex rapidly formed.
Black Zetsu was stunned by the sight and quickly cried out, "Wait, wait! Obito!"
But before he could finish speaking, Obito's figure began to blur in the distorted vortex.
Before leaving, Obito said in a low voice, "If I don't come back anytime soon—you don't need to wait for me."
Black Zetsu's words abruptly stopped as he watched Obito disappear into the mysterious spatial ripples.
He stood there, mouth agape, frozen in place, his smug expression frozen on his face: "??"
What's wrong with this kid?!
Wasn't everything fine just now?
Why are we suddenly going to Konoha again?
Black Zetsu frowned, staring at the spot where Obito had disappeared, his mind filled with doubt.
The dim morning light slanted into the room, illuminating his half-black, half-white face, which looked comically gloomy at that moment.
Near Kakashi's apartment in Konoha Village.
A ripple-like, twisting wave suddenly appeared on a large, leafy tree by the street.
Immediately afterwards, a figure wearing a tiger-skin mask appeared silently on the treetop.
Obito stared intently at the apartment with its doors and windows tightly shut not far away.
All was quiet. Time ticked by as they waited, and there was not a sound inside or outside Kakashi's apartment.
Obito's tense heart sank little by little as the deathly silence filled the air.
He held his breath, his mind racing.
When Itachi Uchiha came to reality from his dream that day, Kakashi rushed out to look for him as soon as it was dawn.
If—if Rin really came to life, given Kakashi's personality and how much he values Rin, he would never stay quietly at home like this!
It seems that the smile under Obito's mask has disappeared, and an indescribable sense of loss wells up from the bottom of his heart.
He lowered his head bitterly, a bitter smile playing on his lips.
"This time—Lin didn't come; hope—was dashed again."
Thinking of this, Obito felt disheartened and prepared to leave.
Just then, something unexpected happened!
Without warning, a large hand suddenly emerged from the dark shadows of the trees behind him and snapped shut on his right arm!
"!"
Obito was horrified. With his current level of perception, how could someone have silently infiltrated so close behind him?!
Immediately afterward, a voice he knew all too well came from not far behind him: "Obito! This time, don't think you can get away so easily like last time!"
Obito suddenly turned around and saw that Kakashi had appeared behind him at some point!
The other person's messy silver-white hair swayed slightly in the morning light.
Kakashi stared intently at Obito, his eyes filled with barely suppressed eagerness and anger, as well as wariness and complex emotions.
"Kakashi?!"
Obito was not surprised but delighted, and blurted out.
"How did you know I was coming? Why did you lie in ambush here beforehand?"
A near-heart-stopping guess flashed through his mind like lightning.
Could it be that Lin—!?
This thought instantly stole all of Obito's reason, and the disappointment in his heart was suddenly overwhelmed by immense joy.
"Kakashi! Has Rin already come to reality?! Where is she now?!"
Kakashi was clearly taken aback when he heard Obito's anxious yet expectant question.
A look of surprise flashed in his eyes. After a two-second silence, he slowly shook his head and said sadly, "No—no, Lin didn't show up."
It was like a bucket of ice water being poured over one's head.
Obito's newly ignited flame of hope was instantly extinguished. Stunned by the immense sense of loss, his face beneath the mask darkened in an instant.
He hung his head, saying angrily and resentfully, "Hmph! Since Lin didn't come—then why are you holding me?! A waste of time!"
Before he could finish speaking, Obito no longer hesitated.
Kakashi could clearly see that Obito's figure in front of him was beginning to blur.
Kamui activated!
"Don't go, wait a minute, Obito!"
Kakashi was shocked to see this.
As Obito's figure was about to completely disappear into the distorted spatial vortex, Kakashi, in desperation, shouted at the figure about to vanish into the void, "Obito! Calm down! Haven't you considered that the real culprit who killed Rin might very well be Madara Uchiha himself?!"
"!!!"
Like a thunderclap exploding in his ears, Kakashi's words struck Obito like a thunderbolt!
His figure, which was about to disappear, suddenly froze.
Just imagining this possibility sent chills down Obito's spine and made his scalp tingle.
But then, an uncontrollable rage surged wildly from the depths of Obito's heart!
In his final moments before disappearing, he roared hoarsely, "Nonsense!!!"
He was unwilling and dared not delve into this terrible conjecture, let alone in front of Kakashi!
"Impossible! Kakashi, stop spreading alarmist rumors!"
The next second, the vortex suddenly contracted, and a ripple spread through the air.
Obito's figure disappeared without a trace, looking rather disheveled.
Kakashi's outstretched arm fell limply to his side, and he could only watch helplessly as the man left, his expression complex and sorrowful, remaining motionless for a long time.
Rain-Hidden Village.
Jue waited quietly.
Not much time had passed, but Jue had already begun to impatiently weigh whether to continue this seemingly meaningless wait.
"Obito—?"
He muttered to himself, a flicker of anxiety in his eyes.
Before the words were even finished, the air in the center of the room suddenly rippled with familiar distortions.
"I'm back!"
Black Zetsu was overjoyed, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was immediately relieved.
It seems that it was just a false alarm. Obito returned so quickly, so there was probably nothing unexpected that happened. Madara's influence is still there.
However, the next moment, when Obito's figure completely stepped out of the spatial vortex, Zetsu's smile suddenly froze.
After Obito landed, he didn't stand firmly as usual. Instead, his feet wobbled, and he almost fell over.
He reached out and grabbed the wall next to him to steady himself.
At this moment, Obito was slightly hunched over, as if he were carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders.
Beneath his long black robe, his body was trembling slightly, as if even standing firm was extremely difficult.
"Obito?!"
Black Zetsu was taken aback by the sight and rushed forward, asking incredulously, "What's wrong? What happened?!"
Obito, who had just left perfectly fine, now looked extremely unwell.
They don't look like anything's wrong at all!
Obito turned around abruptly upon hearing the sound!
Despite the mask, Zetsu still felt a chill run down his spine. He could clearly see that Obito's only exposed eye was radiating a terrifyingly cold killing intent!
The sharp, dangerous beam of light seemed poised to pierce through Jue Sheng!
Startled by the sudden murderous aura, Black Zetsu instinctively took a half-step back. Then, feeling embarrassed, he angrily said in a deep voice, "What's wrong with you now?! What happened?!"
He never expected that Obito, who had only been in Konoha for a few minutes, would return as if he were a completely different person.
Obito did not answer immediately.
He stared intently at Black Jue, as if he were suppressing some emotion.
A few seconds later, Obito closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
The cold, damp air rushed into his lungs, calming his chaotic thoughts slightly.
"--fine."
Obito slowly opened his mouth, and when he opened his eyes again, the chilling killing intent in his eyes had subsided by most of it, but his voice was terribly hoarse and low.
He stared at Black Jue for a moment, his gaze deep and unfathomable.
That enigmatic gaze made Black Zetsu's heart skip a beat.
In just a few minutes, what exactly did this guy go through in Konoha?
Why did you look at me like that after you came back?
"let's go."
Obito suddenly looked away, his voice returning to its usual calm, without the slightest hint of emotion.
He slowly straightened up and said calmly, "It's time to set off."
As soon as he finished speaking, Obito strode towards the door.
His back to Black Zetsu seemed no different from usual, but for some reason, Black Zetsu sensed an indescribable solemnity and danger emanating from him.
Black Zetsu stood there, filled with questions and confusion.
"This is truly—utterly baffling!"
time flies.
Night soon fell again.
Everyone drifted off to sleep.
When Danzo opened his eyes again, he found himself on the edge of an unfamiliar training ground.
Danzo looked around and saw that the vast training ground was paved with compacted yellow earth, and several rows of wooden stakes for throwing practice were neatly erected at the edge of the field. Each stake was densely covered with marks left by shuriken and kunai.
The most eye-catching thing around them was the flags flying high.
The flags, each positioned at one of the four corners of the field, were decorated with the red and white fan-shaped crests symbolizing the Uchiha clan, and fluttered in the breeze.
"The Uchiha clan's training grounds—"
Danzo looked around, a knowing glint in his eyes.
Needless to say, this spacious training ground must belong to the Uchiha clan.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and focused his attention on the center of the field.
There, two boys, around ten years old, were practicing intensely.
One of them had short, jet-black hair, and his youthful face vaguely resembled Hiruzen Sarutobi.
He moved nimbly, displaying fire-style ninjutsu and shurikenjutsu that were not yet very skillful, his moves still showing signs of immaturity.
But his opponent is not easy to deal with.
Another black-haired boy had striking three-tomoe Sharingan eyes, and he could anticipate and counter every attack by mimicking the same moves.
It was Uchiha Kagami.
"Hmph—a bunch of chickens pecking at each other."
Danzo snorted indifferently from the sidelines, his eyes full of contempt.
He merely glanced at the two sparring partners before dismissively withdrawing his light.
To him, the two kids' moves were full of flaws, like children playing house, and extremely boring.
With this level of strength, you're not even worthy of being my sparring partner!
Those two pieces of trash are not even half as good as me!
A sense of superiority, as if looking down on someone, arose spontaneously in Danzo's heart.
However, just as Danzo was feeling extremely bored and almost wanted to sneer out loud, the light at the entrance to the training ground suddenly dimmed.
Immediately following, accompanied by two steady footsteps, two figures stepped into the training field one after the other.
In an instant, an invisible sense of oppression swept across the entire venue like a tidal wave!
Leading the way was a tall and slender young man.
He wore a dark-colored traditional Uchiha clan undergarment, covered by a simple ninja armor.
Her long black hair cascaded down her shoulders, with a few strands falling across her forehead and swaying slightly with her steps.
He was handsome, with sharp features, and possessed a profound and imposing presence even at a young age.
With just a casual glance around the room, he naturally exuded the aura of a superior, inspiring awe and respect in everyone.
Madara Uchiha, the First Hokage!
Danzo recognized the person almost instantly.
Half a step behind Ban was another young man.
The young man bears some resemblance to the freckled man, except that his facial features are softer, his eyes are much clearer, and he has a gentle smile on his face.
His teacher was naturally Uchiha Izuna!
The appearance of Madara and Izuna suddenly changed the atmosphere of the entire training ground.
Hiruzen Sarutobi and Kagami Uchiha, who were locked in a fierce battle, stopped their movements almost simultaneously.
The two boys exchanged a glance, then quickly stood at attention, their faces showing reverence and admiration, and shouted in unison, "Lord Madara! Lord Izuna!"
Danzo, who was standing not far from the sidelines, suddenly straightened his body. His originally calm and composed breathing became rapid in an instant, and his eyes shone with an undisguised fanaticism!
The Will of Fire is overwhelming—
At that moment, Danzo seemed to feel his blood surging and burning.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Shimura Danzo have been detected! Emotional value +500!]