Inside the secret base.
"It's gone, it's all gone, everything is gone!" Black Zetsu held his head and collapsed in tears.
All that money had been painstakingly "earned" in Konoha Village!
To get that money, he had stayed up for days and nights without a single good sleep.
Although it only took him two nights to amass such a fortune, the bitterness and suffering behind it could only be understood by him alone.
He had truly been terrified of failing, of being caught by the people of Konoha, and then beaten to death.
Every time he made a move, he had been extremely cautious. It wasn't that he wanted to do this sort of thing.
But he had no choice. The burden on his shoulders was suffocating—after all, he still had a thousand-year-old mother he needed to save.
When Black Zetsu's mother was young, she had been slandered by her two sons, imprisoned, and sentenced to life in confinement.
Fortunately, before she was captured, she had given birth to Black Zetsu. And fortunately, Black Zetsu turned out to be a filial son.
For many years, he had tried countless ways to rescue his mother, but all of them had ended in failure.
Finally, not long ago, Black Zetsu had by chance encountered a powerful figure. That man said that if Black Zetsu gave him 40 billion, he would help rescue his mother.
When Black Zetsu first heard this, he had been so excited that he couldn't sleep. But after the excitement faded, worry took over.
It was clearly impossible to obtain such a vast sum by legitimate means in a short time. Luckily, his mother, right after giving birth to him, had bestowed upon him the ability to phase through anything.
So, Black Zetsu had used this ability to infiltrate Konoha's treasury. However, there had been far too much money inside—he couldn't possibly carry it all by himself.
At that moment, he had thought of a teary-eyed fool in Kamui's dimension—Uchiha Obito.
With Black Zetsu's eloquence, it hadn't taken long to persuade Obito to join him in "earning money," promising to split the spoils fifty-fifty.
With Obito's help, their efficiency skyrocketed. In just two days, the two of them had swept Konoha completely clean.
After dividing the loot, Black Zetsu had handed the fortune over to his trusted aide, Tobi, for safekeeping, while he himself followed Obito to the Land of Lightning.
But upon returning, he discovered that all the money from Konoha was gone, and even his brothers had vanished.
The realization left Black Zetsu dizzy with grief, his heart filled with indescribable sorrow. It felt as though all his strength had been drained. His legs buckled, and he collapsed weakly to his knees.
Clenching his fists, he pounded the ground in despair, tears streaming down his face. "Why? Why am I so unlucky?! Why would you all treat me this way?!"
Clap, clap, clap.
At that moment, Black Zetsu suddenly realized his fists had struck something odd—something soft and springy.
Puzzled, he lowered his head. There, before him, was a puddle of white liquid.
Frowning, he peered at it more closely, only to be horrified as it looked more and more like… feces?
Black Zetsu scrambled to his feet, glancing around, and discovered several more patches of this same substance scattered about.
The sight of so much of it made his skin crawl.
Unable to accept it, he broke into fresh sobs. "Ahh, Tobi, what a miserable death you must have suffered! They beat you into mush!"
But as he wept, a thought struck him. His tears stopped, and his eyes widened in shock.
He stared at the filth on the ground, muttering to himself: "Wait… how could White Zetsu even have excrement?!"
The notion was absurd. "Could it be that Tobi really figured out how to defecate?"
Black Zetsu quickly shook his head, dismissing such an unrealistic idea.
"No, impossible. White Zetsu's body structure is what it is. No matter how you study it, it's impossible for him to produce excrement.
No one in this world could make such a thing happen…"
But as he was saying this, his eyes suddenly went wide. A single thought had struck him—about that shop.
"If it's that Boss… maybe he could make it happen," Black Zetsu whispered.
He froze, staring first at the empty base, then at the dozens of puddles of feces on the ground.
And suddenly, a sinister suspicion surfaced in his mind…
Could it be that Tobi had taken the base's money and gone to the Boss to have his body modified—so he could defecate?!
Which meant… all of this filth here was Tobi's?!
"No way!" Black Zetsu said in disbelief.
Yet as he carefully examined the cavern, he found no corpse of White Zetsu, nor any traces of battle.
That could only mean one thing—his guess was correct. That wretched Tobi had taken all the money, run to Yun Xiao, and paid to modify his body…
"Damn it! Tobi, you bastard! I'll kill you!" Black Zetsu cursed furiously.
He just couldn't understand. That was 2.6 billion! Even if it were spent on bodily modifications, how could it possibly cost that much?!
That money had been his life's blood and sweat. He had trusted Tobi completely, entrusting that enormous fortune to the base for safekeeping.
And now that traitor had betrayed him, stolen everything…
Didn't Tobi know that this money was vital for reviving his mother?!
Overcome with rage, Black Zetsu grew dizzy and collapsed again—this time landing directly in a pile of feces.
But he didn't even react. He simply sat there silently, tears streaming down his face. "Mother… even White Zetsu has betrayed me… wuuuu…"
Meanwhile, somewhere in the Land of Fire.
"Ahahahaha! Come and look at my heart-shaped poop!"
Tobi stood proudly, hands on his hips, grinning from ear to ear as he shouted.
Hearing him, the other White Zetsu gathered curiously around.
They gazed at the perfectly heart-shaped lump on the ground, gasping in admiration.
"Wow! Master Tobi is amazing! He can even make his poop into such a perfect heart shape!"
"I could never pull off a shape like that in my whole life! Master Tobi is truly incredible!"
"Master Tobi, how did you do it? Could you teach us?"
Flattered by the praise of his brothers, Tobi's grin stretched so wide it nearly split his face. He was brimming with pride.
Chuckling, he explained: "Making poop in this shape isn't easy. It takes real technique!
First, you have to adjust your posture, then carefully control both your strength and your speed…"
Tobi went on and on, passionately recounting his process, while the other White Zetsu listened with fascination, nodding earnestly.
Under his guidance, they began attempting to imitate him, trying to shape their excrement into hearts.
Though they failed at first, after repeated efforts, several of them succeeded, proudly producing heart-shaped poop—sparking cheers and excitement from everyone.
The entire scene was filled with joy and harmony.
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