Obito, Mr. Worldwide

"Bastard!"

Inside a cave somewhere in the Land of Rain, the pattering rain outside contrasted sharply with Obito's burning rage.

Looking at the wanted poster in his hand, which featured his own face—though with some significant discrepancies—his mind was buzzing.

Even though he had known this would happen, he still couldn't quite hold it together when it actually did, especially…

"That Kakuzu is actually targeting me?!"

"Actually, there was a discussion within the Akatsuki about whether to kill you." Black Zetsu watched Obito with a hint of exasperation.

"Especially Itachi, he was also shocked by your existence and even suspected your true identity, but thankfully Konoha didn't provide too much information."

"Konoha probably doesn't want to lose face, after all, I killed the Fourth Hokage…"

Obito snorted, but he was indeed right. Konoha had not mentioned his 'great achievements'.

They hadn't even specified his exact abilities, only noting 'extremely dangerous', possessing a powerful Sharingan, and a hefty bounty.

But that was enough, these bounties were enough to stir up countless bounty Ninja. And the mention of the Sharingan had piqued the interest of all the major nations.

"Hehehe, Obito, you've certainly made a name for yourself in the Ninja World, haven't you?" White Zetsu, with half his face grinning, looked at Obito.

"That's a huge sum of money, you should have seen Kakuzu. His eyes were practically glowing green when he talked about you."

"Shut up, his eyes are naturally green…"

Black Zetsu interrupted White Zetsu, the living prankster.

"What are you going to do now? And have you removed that Flying Thunder God mark?"

"I've dealt with that mark."

Obito snorted, his eyes looking somewhat cold.

"Though it was a bit unexpected that Minato could still cause me trouble after his death, it won't happen again."

Obito still felt somewhat conflicted about Minato. Perhaps he resented his tardiness back then, or perhaps he resented him for not recognizing him and mistaking him for Madara.

But all that was in the past, he was now Madara!

"As for what's next... For now, let's focus on the Akatsuki. They still need more manpower. Besides that, send them to the Land of Water to figure out the situation there."

"Yes, indeed, the Akatsuki is still short-staffed, but we also have targets now."

Black Zetsu felt a slight sense of relief seeing Obito calm down for once.

"We do need to confirm Kirigakure's situation

After all, the Three-Tails and Six-Tails are still there. How about this, I'll send Itachi's squad over. Jūzō is familiar with Kirigakure, after all."

"Okay." Obito nodded.

Sending Itachi was indeed a good idea. At least it would keep him too busy to bother him.

Obito asked, "By the way, who's the new recruit?"

Black Zetsu didn't hide anything and answered directly, "He seems to be from a cult. I'm not sure who exactly, but from what I understand, he seems to have special mastery over souls, and he can't die."

"A cult? Can't die?"

Obito was curious. He was genuinely interested in such things and wanted to see what this so-called immortality was like.

However, it was just curiosity. After all, he was about to create a new world, so being immortal wouldn't be of much use anymore.

"I understand."

Thinking this, he nodded and casually asked, "By the way, who's going to recruit him?"

"I know that!"

Before Black Zetsu could speak, White Zetsu chirped happily, "It's that Kakuzu, whose eyes were glowing green, wanting your bounty."

"Kakuzu…"

With just a few words, and under Black Zetsu's gaze that wanted to strangle his other half, Obito's expression changed again.

.....

"Hey, hey, hey, Sasuke, why are you still so shy?"

In the early morning, on a Konoha street, Naruto looked triumphantly at Sasuke beside him, while Takemi walked drowsily behind them.

"Shut up, idiot!"

Sasuke angrily glared at Naruto. He just couldn't understand why he didn't care at all.

And now he was acting all smug?

If it weren't for the fact that they had stayed up late last night, and he had 'voluntarily' ended up staying with him, he would definitely pretend not to know this scoundrel.

He recalled last night when Naruto used that 'Rasengan' and a group of Ninja happened to walk in.

That scene, that silence as if the air had solidified—Sasuke truly wanted to bang his head against a wall.

"Alright, alright, it's no big deal. Besides, Jiraiya-sama has agreed to mentor you, so what's there to be dissatisfied about?"

Although Takemi looked like he hadn't woken up yet, he spoke, thinking about what had happened yesterday.

Naruto also nodded in agreement and said, "Exactly! Wasn't developing this technique precisely to get guidance from that old pervert?"

"Takemi-senpai, I remember you were laughing quite happily last night, weren't you?" Sasuke gritted his teeth.

Although he had received the promise of mentorship, he wasn't as thick-skinned as Naruto. But soon, he realized this senpai was also not simple.

"You saw wrong. I'm a ninja, professionally trained. No matter how funny it is, I won't laugh." Takemi immediately shook his head and denied it, looking as sincere as possible.

Naruto glanced sideways at him. He remembered this 'professional Ninja' chuckling uncharitably from the side.

At this, Naruto also seemed less amused. He felt like there was something wrong here.

"Takemi-senpai, have you ever experienced anything particularly embarrassing?"

Sasuke watched the two of them go back and forth, feeling a bit exasperated, but he didn't dare to act out in front of Takemi, so he just asked in a low voice.

"Me? I don't think so."

Takemi stroked his chin, thinking carefully, it seemed there wasn't such a situation…

…right?

Suddenly, his expression stiffened, because he suddenly remembered there actually was!

13 or 14 years ago, when he was crushed by that bastardly excavator, he didn't have time to clear his phone, did he?

And his computer's browsing history, and that unhidden folder...

If those things were discovered... He didn't even dare to imagine.

At this moment, he felt his fists clench.

"Takemi, you're here."

Just as he was considering whether to 'guide' these two kids and make them understand what 'a Ninja's iron fist' was, a voice suddenly rang out.

He looked up to see Kakashi approaching, holding his Icha Icha Paradise, though he couldn't help but glance at Naruto.

That scene from last night was truly unforgettable…

"Kakashi-sensei."

Takemi brightened at the sight of Kakashi, then turned to the two youngsters and said, "You two go to the academy yourselves. I have other matters."

"Another mission?"

The two youngsters' eyes instantly cleared. They were incredibly envious.

"No, just some small matters. I'm leaving now."

Takemi waved his hand and turned to run towards Kakashi. He had indeed gotten up so early because he had something to deal with.

And it really wasn't a mission, but…

"Making me come so early to get some certificate, don't you sleep?"

Takemi grumbled inwardly, but it was good to get these things sorted out early. He also had many questions he needed to address.

For example, his Ice Release should be put into practice, and he had almost finished studying the Yin-Yang Release material he had obtained from Obito.

(End of Chapter)

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