Naruto Diary

Then, it's time for me to do it... I don't know how far Uchiha Madara can tolerate... I can only try.

Thinking of this, I glanced lightly at Uchiha Madara who was watching the diplomatic fire of the enchantment with a blank face beside me, and then, the instant body technique was activated.

With the extreme teleportation technique that I don't need to consider the physical ability to withstand, within a certain distance, considering the activation time of the technique, it is even faster than space ninjutsu.

Therefore, Obito Uchiha, who had just appeared and materialized, discovered the abnormal movement behind him, and was caught by me before he had time to blur it out.

"Catched you... yo~" I floated in the air and lay down on his back from behind, wrapping my hands around his neck, and said in a cheerful tone deliberately, imitating my mother's way of speaking.

The first time I touched Obito, I let my celestial chakra penetrate into his body, making it difficult for him to even move, so I wasn't worried about him escaping at all.

Uchiha Obito, who was stuck stiffly in place and unable to move, tried hard to turn his head, trying to see my face clearly: "This kind of mantra..."

"Speaking of which, you're still wearing a mask." Ignoring his surprise, I made my voice sound innocent and harmless.

"...Is it because you feel ashamed to face people?" I asked "naively".

"..." Obito didn't speak.I don't know if it's because it's difficult to speak or because it's hit the nail on the head... However, the wavering in my heart is real.

I put my left hand on his shoulder, and rested my chin lightly on the pillow, allowing him to see my face as he wished—of course, it was a strange face.My right hand moved gently over the spiral mask on his face, and I said softly, "This mask is quite an eyesore...take it off." Saying so, I gently opened my right hand to grab the mask, exerted a little force , crushing the mask on his face.

"..."

Pieces of broken masks fell.Obito's lips were tightly closed, and his right eye, which had been forced back into black, stared steadily at my innocent and harmless expression, as if he wasn't the one who had countless bleeding wounds cut open by the fragments of the mask.

"This looks much more pleasing to the eye..." I muttered, the smile on my face was not as good as my eyes.

"..."

Ignoring his futile struggle, I murmured almost raving: "...I have thought about not forgiving you countless times, and I have thought about forgiving you countless times... After all, you are just a poor man who has been used from beginning to end. It's just a human... But now, after I really caught you... Sure enough, you should... drown!" Still smiling, when I said the last sentence, I was extremely gentle.

Spiritual power arouses natural energy, causing a small area behind Obito to sink about half a meter and fill it with water, then he turns around slightly in a strange posture floating in the air, pinches Obito's shoulders with both hands and pushes him hard. in the small pool.

I deliberately didn't strangle him, because I said I would let him drown.Death by suffocation of the trachea is not drowning.

With a sound of "Plop--", countless water splashes gradually rose.

At some point, the firefight outside the barrier had ceased, and everyone—including Sai and Didara in the air—stand still, staring at us with wide-eyed eyes.

As Obito fell and gently fell into the pool, his long black hair and loose hem and long sleeves fluttered away.I just casually half-floated and half-sat at the bottom of the half-meter-deep pool, lightly pressing his shoulders so that his head would be submerged in the clear water.

"~~~~" Obito held his breath hard, Xu Shi really felt that his life was threatened, and he started to struggle vigorously like an explosive potential.However, for me, who has mastered Tsunade's strange power stunt without much effort and can't put it down, such a struggle is the same as nothing.

Soon Obito also noticed this from my seemingly light, yet motionless figure.He changed his strategy, pinched my right wrist with his left hand, fumbled in the wide sleeve with his right hand, took out a kumarai and stabbed me in the left eye.

Physical attack, invalid, ignored.

So I allowed Kunai to pierce my left eye, bringing out a puddle of blood and what was probably brain matter, and continued to remain motionless.

The pupils of Obito at the bottom of the water shrank slightly, holding Kunai's right hand and stabbing my head one after another fiercely.

... In other words, although it is indeed invalid, the pain does not diminish at all!But... this feeling of calmly and clearly feeling the process of the nerve cells in your body transmitting pain, and the feeling of the tissue cells in your body collapsing a little bit... is really special.

So wandering, the fake smile on my face gradually disappeared, returning to indifference. ——Although no one could see it because his head was stuck into a hornet's nest.

A small pool of water has been stained a viscous red by my blood or brains, and Obito's submerged body is no longer visible, but I know that his only eye is covered with blood. Bloodshot, dilated pupils, protruding eyeballs, showing a hysterical state.

Well, it looks like I look scary...

My mind wandered on, the basic structure of my body still motionless.There is no way, a lot of parts on the body have been removed by Obito, and they are floating in the pool at the moment.

"Gulululu~~"

Obito finally held his breath to the limit and choked up several mouthfuls of blood.Judging by his expression and mood, he probably tasted bad.

At this time, under the threat of his life, Obito finally remembered that he should cut off my hand instead of continuing to stab my head.So, he swung his right hand, which had little strength, and slashed at the hands that I pinched his shoulders and pressed firmly to the bottom of the water.

Unfortunately, it doesn't work.

So what if it's cut off?So what if it's chopped up?My effective unit of activity is smaller than a cell, and it is an empty energy body.

The author has something to say: 83. A bug has been changed in Arrival. It turns out that Sasuke is not a descendant of Madara Lord!I misunderstood the phrase "even if it is a descendant" when Madara stabbed Sasuke with his sword... Fortunately, it was not a big problem.

89. Ghost?

The severed hands were still motionless pinching Obito's shoulders and firmly pressing him to the bottom of the pool.

There was a dead silence around, and it was hard to tell whether it was more absurd or more fearful.

I was like this, half-floating and half-sitting in the small pool that had turned into a pool of blood, looking down indifferently at Obito's face that was gradually losing consciousness, as if through the viscous red liquid.

Kunai had already been unable to hold it and fell into the bottom of the pool without a trace, his limbs struggled weakly subconsciously.Uchiha Obito is not far from death.

I watched indifferently the life passing by between my hands little by little, but I hesitated.

Is this really good?

Father, if I kill Obito like this, will you blame me?

……

This is... Obito's... memory?

...That's right, because I swallowed a lot of chakras that make up "I".

As if sinking into a lucid dream, one side is a reality that is so clear that there is no doubt, and the other side is a short life like a revolving lantern.

Born, grown, died.

Laughter, tears, despair, hate.

Consciousness gradually blurred, eyes full of blood, and finally returned to darkness.

Only that cracked photo was never clearer.

At the end of the day, there was a heavy pain in my heart that couldn't be dispelled, and I didn't have time to analyze it.

Warm liquid dripped from the bloody eye sockets.

Because the structure of the eyes has been completely destroyed, there is only blood and no tears.

That is, remorse.

remorse……

So, do you regret it?Uchiha Obito.

……

Ah.

It's too cunning to regret it when you are about to die.

What a joke!

The ten fingers pinching his shoulders unconsciously exerted force, crushing his collarbone and shoulder blades.

The bloody face was unconsciously grim.

You, go to hell!

"Chong-"

There was a crisp sound of the sharp knife coming out of its sheath, and there seemed to be a cold light flashing in front of the "eyes".Then, the body has been split in half from the top of the head to the abdomen.

The internal organs shattered into a pool, and the two halves were separated by a few centimeters, still maintaining the original movement.

I turned my head slowly, and behind me stood Uchiha Madara holding a bleeding dagger.

"..." I stared at him with eyes from nowhere, silently expressing my doubts.

"This is not the same as what was agreed." The brown-eyed Uchiha Madara said in a deep voice.

"...OK." I said, releasing my fingers and raising my arms.

The broken mouth that opened didn't actually make any sound, but the words I wanted to say still sounded strangely.It's my usual timbre, just a little erratic.The arms of both hands were cut off into several pieces, but they seemed to be intact, and they were lifted up naturally according to my wishes.

"Cough, cough, cough—!"

After all, he was an excellent ninja. Obito, who suddenly surfaced and finally came into contact with the air, coughed fiercely, quickly regained consciousness, and struggled with his weak body to climb to the shore that was close at hand.

After thinking about it, I lifted my chakra from interfering with him.

After finally struggling to get to the shore, Obito found that Chakra's restraint had disappeared suddenly, barely said "retreat", and forced himself to use Kamui to absorb himself into a different space, disappearing in front of everyone.

...I'll let you go this time.Hope, next time we see you, you will make me change my mind.

"Looking" at the blank space where Obito disappeared, I thought indifferently.

After a while, I turned my head slightly, looked at Madara Uchiha standing on the shore, and said lightly: "Is that all right?"

"...Huh!" Uchiha Madara snorted coldly, the hand holding the sword swung suddenly, and cut my upper body into pieces with a few strokes, "The undead who can't die... really disgusting existence."

"It's too much..." Floating on the spot, I lowered my head and "looked" at the current appearance, my voice became more and more erratic