*Dark Cave.*
A black-and-white Zetsu clad in a black robe with red clouds emerged from the ground, scanning the surroundings. "Where's Obito?" it asked.
"Dunno," said Tobi, squatting in a corner, scribbling something. He glanced up nonchalantly. "Probably jerking off."
"J-jerking off?!" Black Zetsu visibly stiffened, its expression blank with shock.
"Yep." Tobi paused his doodling and stood up. "Picture this—a hot-blooded young man locking himself in a room with two toads—I mean, with the bones of his beloved girl. What else could he possibly be doing in there?"
'People shouldn't… No, they really shouldn't…'
Black Zetsu's face twitched violently. Instinct screamed that Tobi was full of crap.
What kind of degenerate could get off on a mangled corpse?! That's straight-up inhuman!
But then again… was Obito even remotely normal to begin with?
And really, the guy had been holed up with Rin's remains for hours now. It was kinda suspicious…
"Jerking off!"
Unlike Black Zetsu's brooding, White Zetsu perked up with excitement. "I've never seen a human do that before! Let's go watch!"
"Forget it. Not worth it," Black Zetsu sighed. "He's been wound up lately. Let him blow off some steam."
"Blow off what?"
Just then, Obito emerged from the shadows, draped in his black cloak.
"Done already?" Black Zetsu eyed him, noting his slightly haggard demeanor. "Take care of yourself, man."
"Shut up. None of your business!" Obito snapped, assuming they'd caught wind of him sobbing over Rin all night. His ears burned with humiliation.
"Wait… is he admitting it?!'
Black Zetsu sucked in a sharp breath, staring at Obito with newfound horror.
'He actually went through with it?! Maybe I've underestimated this freak…'
"Has Itachi Uchiha made his move on Yuto yet?" Obito asked, oblivious—mostly because Black Zetsu's face was too damn dark to read.
"According to Itachi, they kept it civil," Black Zetsu replied, voice low. "But Orochimaru stuck his nose in."
"Tch. Fine." Obito's tone turned icy. "Send a White Zetsu clone to deliver a message: if Yuto refuses to join us, he's dead."
"Obito, I think—"
"No arguments!" Obito cut him off. "Even without him, the Moon's Eye Plan will proceed!"
'Ohoho, look who's grown a spine now!'
Black Zetsu inhaled deeply, its resentment toward its "partner" swelling.
This was obviously a tantrum—Obito wasn't even pretending to be rational anymore.
And honestly, it wasn't even Yuto's fault! The guy had no clue Rin was Obito's dead waifu. Throwing a fit over this? Pathetic.
Still, Black Zetsu kept its poker face.
Between Yuto and Obito, the choice was clear.
To Black Zetsu, a bloodline-less nobody like Yuto—no matter how amusing—was just another stepping stone.
Meanwhile, Eastern Training Grounds, Konoha.
"So, sis… you lost a bet with Mikoto and that's why you're in a maid outfit?" Yuto mentally asked.
"Yep!" Kushina chirped, sounding way too cheerful for someone who'd just lost a wager. "Honestly, I'm shocked Danzo still hasn't suspected you! Not only that, he's having you take out his right-hand man?!"
This level of incompetence deserved a standing ovation.
"Wait a minute—Kushina, you threw that bet, didn't you?" Mikoto's voice turned suspicious. "You knew Danzo wouldn't suspect Yuto!"
"Oh? And why would I do that?" Kushina giggled.
"Because you wanted an excuse to wear that maid outfit and—" Mikoto blurted, then caught herself.
"—And what? Seduce him? Please. 'Seduce' is such a crude word." Kushina winked. "The correct term is 'roleplay.' But I get it—someone of your age wouldn't understand."
"M-my age?!" Mikoto sputtered. "I'm barely older than you!"
"Ah, but my life ended at the ripe young age of 24," Kushina sighed dramatically. "And yours? Oh right—35. Tsk tsk. Ancient."
"You—! That's not how this works!" Mikoto fumed.
Ahem. Yuto cleared his throat. "Sis, how's Rin doing?"
"I told her everything. Poor girl's… not taking it well," Kushina admitted, her cheer fading. "Give her a couple days to process."
Understandable.
To Rin, Obito had been the boy who'd sacrifice anything for his friends—kind, brave, selfless.
Now? He was the monster who'd murdered their teacher, tormented their village, and generally committed every war crime in the book.
That kind of whiplash would mess anyone up.
And knowing his downfall started because of her? Yeah. Not great for mental health.
*Whoosh!*
A blade crackling with lightning sliced past Yuto, cleanly bisecting a training post.
*Snap.*
Kakashi, his Sharingan blazing, panted as he glared at the severed log. "To think you could still block that… Yuto, you're terrifying. But don't underestimate me!"
He flash-stepped back, hands flying through seals.
*Earth Style: Stone Spear!*
A jagged lance of rock shot forward—and harmlessly skewered a falling leaf.
Kushina watched Kakashi's one-man battle against nothing and sighed. "Kyōka Suigetsu (Mirage of the Blossoming Moon) never gets old."
Once you were under its spell? Game over.
"Seems like Kakashi-sensei's enjoying himself," Yuto mused, blue lightning crackling in his palm. "But it's about time to wrap this up."
In a blur, he appeared before Kakashi.
"T-that's—?!" Kakashi's eye widened at the lightning in Yuto's hand. "Chidori?!"
He'd only demonstrated it twice! How the hell—?!
Before he could finish the thought, Yuto's hand stopped just shy of Kakashi's gut—while Kakashi's blade rested against Yuto's shoulder.
A draw.
"…I've got nothing left to teach you," Kakashi admitted, sheathing his sword.
The Hokage had warned him—this kid was a monster. Ten years old, creator of "Kyōka Suigetsu," a genius among geniuses.
Kakashi hadn't been impressed. He was a prodigy too. He'd invented the Chidori and Raikiri.
But now?
Now he understood.
"Genius" didn't begin to cover it.
This kid learned S-rank jutsu in two tries. His combat instincts were scary.
Kakashi had never seen anything like him.
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