Inside Uchiha Madara's base.
Madara stared at his defiant grandson, his anger flaring up like an unstoppable wildfire.
"Are you— (slap!) Are you— (another slap!) teaching me how to do things?!"
Obito's head buzzed from the force of the two slaps.
He let out a bitter smile.
No matter the world, when you try to reason with an elder—
Especially when your argument is so sound they can't refute it—
You're never far from getting smacked.
After delivering a few slaps, Madara felt his mood improve significantly.
"Hah~ So this is the joy of raising a grandson?" he mused to himself.
But looking at Obito's aggrieved expression, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
"Are you alright, Obito?"
"What do you think, Grandpa Madara?" Obito rolled his red eyes at him. "If it were anyone else, their head would've exploded from those slaps."
Madara looked slightly embarrassed but quickly regained his composure with a cold snort.
"Hmph! If you make a mistake, you own up to it. If you get hit, you stand straight. Have you realized your mistake now?"
Obito sighed and nodded repeatedly. "Yeah, yeah, I get it. You're actually lecturing your grandson… No, wait, you're really lecturing your grandson…"
Seeing his grandson's sulky expression, Madara thought for a moment and said,
"Obito, do you need Grandpa to help you capture that Orochimaru fellow?"
Obito pondered for a moment before nodding slightly.
"That guy has the summoning scrolls of Lord Hashirama and Lord Tobirama, and he's always stirring up trouble. The sooner we deal with him, the better."
"But, Grandpa Madara, I came to see you for something even more urgent. Orochimaru can wait."
Madara raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "Oh? What's so urgent?"
Obito scratched his head and said, "You've probably heard, right? My identity as the leader of Yoru got exposed. I don't know which bastard leaked it."
"As the saying goes, 'speed is paramount in war.' Quick action seizes the moment, while delay breeds complications."
"Let's go with a thunderous offensive and take down both the Five-Tails and the Eight-Tails in one go, Grandpa Madara!"
Before Madara could respond, Black Zetsu was already trembling with excitement.
It almost felt like a dream.
So soon?!
Does this mean I'll see Mother soon?!
Madara's eyes gleamed as he burst into laughter.
"Hahahahahahaha! That's exactly how it should be, Obito!"
Sensing danger, Black Zetsu immediately sank into the ground.
Sure enough, just as it disappeared, Uchiha Obito also burst into wild laughter.
"Hahahahahahahaha!"
Ten minutes later.
Madara looked at his grandson and asked, "Obito, do you have a plan?"
Obito puffed out his chest proudly. "Of course."
"Since we're aiming to collect the Tailed Beasts in a single day, we can finally cut loose and have fun."
"Grandpa Madara, are you ready to return to the shinobi world?"
Madara exuded an air of absolute confidence, looking down on the world as if everything beneath him was insignificant.
"Of course. I will use a grand battle to announce to the entire shinobi world—"
"I, Uchiha Madara, have returned!"
The spinning tomoe in Obito's eyes reflected his smirk.
"Then let's move out."
Madara laughed heartily. "Hahaha! Good!"
In the next instant, their figures disappeared into the Kamui space.
After making sure Black Zetsu wasn't around, Madara asked, "Obito, you said we could collect all the Tailed Beasts in a day. But it seems you don't intend to attack Konoha. What's your plan for the Nine-Tails?"
Obito pulled out two summoning scrolls.
"Grandpa Madara, I plan to use Edo Tensei to resurrect Kinkaku and Ginkaku from Kumogakure."
"Both of them possess the Nine-Tails' chakra, so they can serve as a substitute."
Hmm…
Madara pondered for a moment before nodding. "Alright, we'll do as you say, Obito."
After all, even if the Ten-Tails isn't revived in its complete form, he could still activate the Infinite Tsukuyomi.
There was no need to attack Konoha and plant unnecessary resentment in his grandson's heart.
Hah.
Obito really is just like Hashirama—
Seeing the village as more important than anything else…
No, wait! Damn it!
My grandson is nothing like Hashirama!
My grandson should be like me—Madara!
'But there are still some things I don't understand…' Madara mused.
'Why does Obito know me so well? How did he see through Black Zetsu's disguise so easily?'
These questions remained unanswered. Should he ask Obito now?
After a moment of thought, Madara dismissed the idea.
Forget it.
Becoming the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki was his immediate priority. Everything else could wait.
"Obito, where's our first stop?" Madara asked.
Obito grinned. "Our first destination is Iwagakure— our target is the Five-Tails Jinchuriki, Han."
"Here's my plan—" He leaned in and whispered, "Blah blah blah blah blah~"
...
In a desolate village outside Iwagakure,
A red-haired man sat with a deep frown, staring at a scroll in his hands with a sigh.
sigh
"Even with all my efforts, I could only salvage 30% of my figurines…"
Just as Sasori was lost in sorrow, an invisible distortion rippled through space beside him.
The next moment,
A masked Obito appeared next to him.
"Sasori, how's the progress on your puppets?"
Sasori shook his head with a complicated expression, remaining silent.
Obito sighed, patted his shoulder, and said, "Hey, don't be too upset, Sasori."
"If your puppets had spirits, they definitely wouldn't want to see you like this."
Sasori gave him a deadpan look as if saying, "Are you serious?"
Those puppets were all people I killed.
If they had spirits, would they really want their murderer to be happy?
After a moment of internal grumbling, Sasori finally spoke.
"So, is it time to move? Let's go."
Obito shook his head. "Sasori, since your puppets aren't ready, you don't need to join this mission."
"I've hired some external help for this."
Sasori raised an eyebrow in slight surprise. "But—"
Obito waved him off. "In your current state, with so few puppets, your combat ability is severely limited. If we encounter—"
Seeing Sasori about to argue, Obito cut him off. "And don't bring up your so-called 'Ultimate Art.'"
"That kind of attack should be saved for life-or-death situations."
Sasori's mouth hung open.
Obito had stolen his line, leaving him momentarily speechless.
After a brief silence, Sasori finally said, "Alright, then I'll leave Deidara in your hands."
Obito scratched his head, looking troubled.
"About Deidara… I'm actually considering leaving him in Iwagakure."
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