20demayo Chapter 213 Nagato approaches Jiraiya to investigate Madara Uchiha.
Chapter 213 Nagato approaches Jiraiya to investigate Madara Uchiha.
Chapter 213 Nagato approaches Jiraiya to investigate Madara Uchiha.
Border of the Land of Fire.
Two figures walked slowly through the rolling forest.
A man in front of them had a huge sword wrapped in bandages on his back.
A figure in a black robe with red clouds fluttered slightly in the wind. "Ichiichi-san, you really do look better this way!" Kisame, walking in front, grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.
As he spoke, he glanced sideways at Itachi Uchiha behind him, his eyes filled with malice.
At this moment, Itachi's eyes were as calm as ever, his skin was fair and smooth, and the few white spikes that had been strangely coiled around his neck had disappeared without a trace, and he had returned to his original handsome appearance.
Itachi remained calm upon hearing this, simply replying, "It's just a simple transformation technique."
"Hehe, Mr. Kisame, you should keep looking like this from now on!" Kisame grinned, half-jokingly, "That weird look is really hard to get used to."
Itachi did not respond.
However, before he could finish speaking, a disgruntled voice rang out from Itachi: "Hey! Kisame, what do you mean! My body is clearly so cool!"
Kisame laughed even harder upon hearing this: "Your outfit is hideous! You look like a walking pumpkin, it's awful!"
"You shark-faced bastard—" Ah Fei jumped up and down in exasperation, "Don't think you can look down on me just because you're tall!"
"Oh, so you're getting angry now." Kisame laughed, clutching the back of his head, his two rows of sharp teeth gleaming in the setting sun.
The two chattered back and forth, their noise echoing through the quiet woods.
"So noisy—." Itachi sighed and rubbed his temples.
The journey had already left them exhausted, yet the two of them continued to bicker endlessly.
He shook his head, stopped, and gazed into the distance.
On the horizon ahead, Konoha Village could be faintly seen.
His usually cold gaze softened slightly at this moment.
A complex look flashed deep within Itachi's dark pupils, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy: Was he going back to Konoha again?
The outline of Konoha was vaguely visible, but the image of Ototo first appeared in my mind.
Sasuke—I wonder how you've been doing lately?
Thinking of this, Itachi's originally calm heart was suddenly stirred.
He outwardly maintained a calm demeanor and led the way with composure, but his mind couldn't help but replay everything that had happened that morning.
Recalling the standoff in the Akatsuki base hall, the atmosphere was tense and fraught with danger.
Payne suddenly launched an attack.
He also has Afei, Obito's lackey, with him.
If Itachi hadn't reacted quickly enough to use his Sharingan to activate genjutsu and control Tobi, he would probably be a cold corpse by now.
Fortunately, he bet correctly on one of the hidden dangers in Konoha: Pain was indeed more wary of Obito than Konoha.
However, after Pain learned that he was a spy for Konoha, he was not angry. Instead, he sent him to Konoha without saying what mission he was supposed to have.
What are they trying to do?
For a moment, Itachi was unsure of the other party's true intentions.
Itachi frowned, trying to figure out Pain's intentions.
Kisame and Tobi's bickering continued incessantly, like two ducks fighting incessantly, disturbing the peace.
Itachi sighed softly, deciding to put these worries aside for the time being and stop thinking about them.
Now that I've been ordered to return to Konoha, I'll just have to take it one step at a time.
Regardless—a strange light flashed in Itachi's eyes as he thought of his younger brother Sasuke, whom he was about to see.
Time passed, and the sky gradually darkened.
Inside the Divine Might Space.
In the dim and distorted alternate dimension, a flash of intense firelight illuminated the surrounding darkness for a fleeting moment.
A blazing pillar of fire roared out and exploded in mid-air, turning into a rain of fire that fell from the sky.
Obito withdrew his hands from the hand seals, looked with satisfaction at the charred rock wall not far away, and slowly exhaled.
"Not bad, you've improved again," Obito muttered to himself.
Since Zetsu left, he has been repeatedly practicing Fire Release ninjutsu in this mysterious Kamui space.
In order to unleash his full potential in the dream world, he spared no time to hone his skills.
"I can't embarrass that guy in my dream!" Obito thought of the silver-haired man's surprised expression, and a fierce smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.
Obito stretched his slightly sore arms while secretly estimating the time.
It's probably getting close to night outside; it's time to go back to sleep.
He gathered chakra in his right eye, and the patterns of the Mangekyou Sharingan spun rapidly.
With a ripple of spatial distortion, Obito vanished from the Kamui dimension.
As soon as he stepped back into reality, Obito appeared in his bedroom.
The room was dark, and the furnishings could only be barely seen in the moonlight shining through the window.
"You've finally come out."
A sinister voice came from the corner, "Why did it take so long? I've been waiting for you for ages."
Obito focused his gaze and saw Zetsu half-hidden in the shadows, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, his tone revealing a hint of impatience.
"What do you know! I'm doing something very important!"
Obito spoke with an air of self-righteousness, showing no sense of wrongdoing in keeping the other party waiting.
Seeing his exhausted yet enthusiastic appearance, Black Zetsu shook his head speechlessly: "Hmph—important things? Never mind."
It was too lazy to investigate further, and only said in a sinister tone, "I have something to inform you—Uchiha Itachi and Kisame Hoshigaki have been sent to Konoha by Pain."
"What?" Obito's eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing this, a look of surprise appearing on his face for a moment.
Pain sent Itachi to Konoha?
His mind raced, but his expression remained impassive. He simply asked, "What mission did he send Itachi to Konoha for?"
"Judging from the mission log, it seems to be just a simple investigation." Black Zetsu paused and slowly replied.
"An investigation mission, huh—" Obito repeated thoughtfully, then fell silent.
Seeing this, Black Zetsu thought that he would be worried about this. After all, in his opinion, it was difficult to judge Uchiha Itachi's true stance. Now that he was being sent back to Konoha, there was no guarantee that there wouldn't be any unexpected complications.
Unexpectedly, after a brief moment of thought, Obito suddenly snorted and said disdainfully, "Hmph, let him be."
Black Zetsu was somewhat surprised: "Aren't you worried that Itachi might take advantage of this—"
"No need to worry," Obito interrupted Black Zetsu, raising his hand. "With Tobi keeping a close eye on him, he can't cause any trouble. Besides, Itachi has no reason to betray me."
He was furious. Seeing Obito's relaxed expression, it seemed he really wasn't worried.
However, before Black Zetsu could think about it further...
Obito suddenly yawned and waved his hand wearily, "Alright, if there's nothing else, you can leave. I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."
He spoke directly and frankly.
"Now?" Black Zetsu was speechless. "No more information about Itachi—"
"It's dark now." Obito waved his hand impatiently and said matter-of-factly, "It's bedtime. We can talk about other things another day."
Black Zetsu was speechless, almost doubting that he had misheard.
But faced with Obito's attitude, he was helpless and could only sigh as his body slowly sank into the ground: "...Alright, I'll come find you again tomorrow morning."
The room fell silent again.
Obito looked in the direction Black Zetsu had left and couldn't help but smile.
He practiced ninjutsu all day long, all for tonight.
Everything else has to give way to sleep!
Right now, entering the dream world is the most important thing for him.
Obito didn't waste a single second.
He quickly took off his coat, tossed aside his heavy jacket and equipment, and collapsed onto the bed with a thud.
The soft mattress trembled slightly. He found a comfortable position to lie down, took a few deep breaths to relax his body and mind, and eagerly closed his eyes.
In the darkness, Obito's consciousness quickly became blurred. He could almost hear his heartbeat gradually slowing down. Before long, he fell into a deep sleep. In a daze, it seemed like a few seconds had passed, or perhaps a long time had gone by.
Obito's eyelids twitched slightly as he slept.
When Obito Uchiha opened his eyes again, the scene before him suddenly changed.
The room in front of them was no longer the cold, gloomy room of Amegakure, but a simple military tent.
The rough canvas roof came into view, and the tent was filled with the faint light of the early morning. In the distance, one could hear the faint chirping of birds and the noise of insects, and smell the mixture of dry grass and earth.
He sat up abruptly, excitedly pumping his fist, "That was awesome! It's me again today!"
All that hard work today was finally worth it!
"Lin, this time, I'll definitely show you how much I've grown!"
"Obito, what are you dawdling for! Hurry up and get dressed, we have a mission today!"
Suddenly, an impatient voice came from beside me.
Inside the tent, in front of another bed, Kakashi had already tidied up neatly and was now tidying up his backpack and ninja tools with his back to him. His handsome profile, covered by a mask, was visible beneath his messy silver hair.
Kakashi had clearly gotten up early and was ready. Seeing Obito moving slowly, he couldn't help but urge him on.
A pair of black eyes were glaring at them with displeasure. When Obito met Kakashi's disdainful gaze, instead of getting angry as usual, he grinned.
It's good to have a mission!
Having a mission is great!
The ninjutsu I just learned will soon have a chance to be used!
He couldn't wait to show off his skills in front of Lin.
Obito jumped out of bed and quickly started changing his clothes: "What's the rush, Kakashi! It'll be done soon!"
Kakashi paused, glancing at Obito with a strange look: "Oh, that's unusual, you're being so self-disciplined today?"
Normally, this guy is always very slow and dawdling when he gets up, but today the sun must have risen in the west?
Obito couldn't hide his excitement, his chest puffing out slightly: "Hmph, just you wait and see!"
As he tightened his goggles, he smugly challenged Kakashi, "Today I'm going to give you a real surprise and show you just how powerful I, Obito Uchiha, am!"
Looking at the boy's confident expression, Kakashi sized him up.
After a moment, he shrugged, slung his small bag over his shoulder, and dismissively uttered two words: "Idiot."
"You—!" Obito's eyes widened, about to argue for Kakashi's sarcastic remarks and refute them properly.
However, Kakashi completely ignored his shouts, simply slung his backpack over his shoulder, pulled back the tent flap, and walked out. Before leaving, he tossed out a parting shot without looking back: "Hurry up, Obito! Don't keep everyone waiting too long!"
Damn it, that bastard Kakashi! He's so young and already so annoying and has such a foul mouth!
Obito angrily swung his fist at the tent flap.
He grumbled angrily, but his hands moved without slacking off. He quickly put on the remaining armor and slung his ninja tool pouch over his shoulder.
After confirming that everything was correct, Obito took a deep breath, lifted the tent flap, and stepped outside.
Outside the tent, the morning breeze was slightly cool.
Looking around, Obito saw six figures waiting by the campfire in the center of the camp.
The blond man at the head of the group waved to him with a slight smile.
It was none other than the "Yellow Flash"—Minato Namikaze.
Looking around him, he saw several familiar companions: Kakashi leaning against a tree, yawning impatiently; Rin carrying a first-aid kit, smiling at him; and next to them were Nagato, Yahiko, and Konan.
Today's mission team still consists of seven people.
Looking at the assembled group, Obito felt a surge of excitement and anticipation.
He scratched his head and quickly ran towards the group.
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in the audience.
Several familiar figures were already seated in the dimly lit space.
As soon as Nagato appeared in the audience, he opened his eyes and saw a white-haired figure coming towards him.
"Jiraiya-sensei!"
Jiraiya was stunned for a moment, while the blue-haired woman following closely behind Nagato looked rather awkward, only nodding slightly to him as a greeting.
"Nagato?! What is this?!" Jiraiya came to his senses, looking at his former disciple with a mixture of surprise and delight.
He never expected that Nagato would take the initiative to talk to him, and his tone even carried a long-lost respect.
[Ding! Jiraiya's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +500!]
Nagato stated directly, "Orochimaru—I've already released him. Orochimaru should have left Amegakure by now."
Jiraiya was immediately speechless upon hearing this: "You—released Orochimaru?!"
He was still thinking about how to rescue Orochimaru.
Nagato actually released him?
Orochimaru was a traitor to the Akatsuki organization.
Jiraiya was momentarily confused about what Nagato was planning.
Konan stood beside Nagato, looking at Jiraiya's wrong expression, her heart filled with mixed feelings.
But since things had come to this, she could only nod slightly, which was considered an admission of Nagato's words.
Jiraiya's expression shifted several times after regaining his senses, still unsure of Nagato's intentions: "What exactly are you trying to achieve by doing this?"
Nagato was silent for a moment, then met Jiraiya's questioning gaze: "Jiraiya-sensei, we released Orochimaru as you requested."
"In exchange, I hope you can do me and Xiaonan a favor."
Jiraiya keenly noticed the wording in his words.
It's not about helping the "Akatsuki" organization, but about helping "him and Konan".
He raised an eyebrow slightly, then laughed heartily: "Nagato, whether you released Orochimaru or not, I'll help you. Just tell me what you need!"
Hearing Jiraiya's statement, Nagato secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "I want to ask you, teacher, to persuade the Konoha higher-ups to assist us in investigating..."
Information about "Uchiha Madara".
"Information on Madara Uchiha?" Jiraiya was startled upon hearing this and couldn't help but turn to exchange a glance with Kakashi beside him.
Both Konoha ninjas had an undisguised look of confusion in their eyes.
The Akatsuki organization is also investigating Madara Uchiha?
Jiraiya quickly pondered the key points, and after a moment, a look of understanding appeared on his face.
If we find out information about Madara Uchiha, it wouldn't hurt to give a copy to the Akatsuki.
Perhaps this opportunity could also turn the real-world Akatsuki organization into an ally, which wouldn't be a bad thing.
After all, the Akatsuki organization in the dream was actually an organization from Konoha. Jiraiya nodded slightly: "Hmm—we've also been preparing to investigate Madara Uchiha recently. Since you're in the same boat."
"I will relay your request to the Hokage, and once the investigation is complete, you will definitely receive a share!"
"Thank you." Nagato secretly breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
He smiled slightly and continued, "I have already sent Uchiha Itachi to Konoha. If you need anything, just contact him."
When Nagato said this, he deliberately emphasized his words: "Anyway, Itachi Uchiha was originally from Konoha. With him as the liaison, you can feel more at ease."
Upon hearing this, both Jiraiya and Kakashi showed expressions of extreme shock.
[Ding! Jiraiya's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +400!!]
[Ding! Kakashi Hatake's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +500!!]
Has Itachi Uchiha been exposed?
They even sent Nagato to Konoha?
"What kind of development is this?"
Jiraiya muttered to himself, momentarily at a loss for words.
Jiraiya carefully observed Nagato's expression.
Nagato remained calm, showing no displeasure whatsoever, as if he didn't care at all that there was a mole in the organization.
Neither he nor Konan said anything more. Seeing that the cooperation had been finalized, Nagato nodded expressionlessly: "Jiraiya-sensei, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you."
Afterwards, the two each found a seat and sat down.
Nagato looked at Yahiko in the dream scene, and his expression gradually softened.