Chapter 460: The Helpful Citizens of Amegakure
"..."
The group stared at the completely naked Obito, unsure what to do for a moment.
As mentioned before, the first-generation Akatsuki members were actually pretty kind people.
And they had only recently been revived through Impure World Reincarnation, so they hadn't yet been corrupted by the shinobi world.
As a result, the harshest punishment methods they could think of were only the dirty tricks described in the scroll earlier.
Those underhanded methods were certainly effective, but against someone who had nothing left down there, it was like trying to cook without ingredients.
Under Kyūsuke's lead, the group began experimenting.
They discovered that inflicting pain on Uchiha Obito was useless.
Uchiha Madara could simply endure pain, while Obito seemed to have dulled pain perception because of the white substance covering his body.
Actually, Obito's pain wasn't delayed—it was merely weakened.
As mentioned earlier, one of the reasons Madara wanted to revive was because he wanted to feel the pain of being alive again.
Those sensations were part of what allowed a shinobi to unleash their true combat ability.
If Obito's senses had truly become dull, then his strength would also have been limited.
So Obito merely had reduced pain sensitivity. That was all.
After realizing this, Kyūsuke and the others recalled another part of the scroll.
If the target could endure pain, then they could do the opposite instead.
But the problem was that Obito had absolutely nothing there anymore. Even if they wanted to "do the opposite", there was nothing to work with.
The group was completely out of ideas. They even started tickling Obito with feathers.
That actually led them to discover that Obito had only reduced pain from injuries. His other senses remained normal, perhaps even sharper than ordinary people's.
"No wonder he has a poop fetish. The book said that pleasant smells and foul smells are just differences in species perception. Dogs like poop because they can smell food residue humans can't detect."
"Stop talking, I'm gonna throw up."
"So what are we supposed to do now?"
"No idea."
The group had no clue how to punish Obito anymore and had already started making awkward small talk.
Obito's pain resistance made ordinary attacks meaningless against him.
Large wounds might work somewhat, but they could easily kill him outright, which would only put him out of his misery.
And in their view, Konan and the others had imprisoned him here for a reason. They could take revenge, they could mess with him, but they absolutely couldn't kill him.
"Can I take a look at that?"
Uchiha Madara suddenly spoke up.
He really wanted to see what exactly was written in that scroll, so he could confirm whether it really was the work of that naturally evil Tobirama.
At the same time, he wanted to help these people properly punish Obito, that traitor.
If he got on good terms with them, he might later get the chance to seize the Hashirama cells from Obito's body.
"Here."
Kyūsuke hesitated for a moment before tossing the scroll to Uchiha Madara.
They genuinely couldn't think of anything else anymore, so they could only hope the legendary Uchiha Madara might inspire them somehow.
"Everything I did was under Uchiha Madara's orders. I was merely one part of his plan. And it wasn't me who harmed you—it was this chaotic world."
"Once I activated the Infinite Tsukuyomi, all of you would have been revived in a perfect shinobi world…"
Obito also began trying to use Talk-no-Jutsu.
Unfortunately, his persuasion skills were terrible and only irritated people more.
"Damn it, is there anything we can use to shut his mouth?"
Kyūsuke looked around, but there was nothing nearby.
Obito had no clothes on, there were no blankets on the stone bed, and the room was completely empty.
Their Impure World Reincarnation bodies were fused with their clothing, so even if they tore off part of their clothes to gag Obito, the fabric would simply regenerate back onto them.
"I've got it."
Madara had roughly finished reading the scroll and was now almost completely certain this was the work of evil Tobirama.
There were even some sections the first-generation Akatsuki members had selectively ignored.
Fortunately, they had ignored them earlier. Otherwise, Madara himself would have experienced those torture methods.
Now things were perfect. They could use them on Obito instead.
"You've got it? What is it?"
Kyūsuke curiously leaned over.
"Look here."
Madara maintained his cold and aloof demeanor and merely pointed casually.
He said nothing more, letting them understand on their own.
Kyūsuke looked at the contents and quickly understood the method.
But understanding it was one thing. Actually carrying it out…
Kyūsuke's expression immediately became conflicted.
"What is it? Just say it already."
"Yeah, spit it out."
The others were confused.
"It's like this…"
Kyūsuke quietly explained it to them.
Granted, Obito was completely bare now.
But just because there were no mountains didn't mean there were no valleys.
If they couldn't bombard the mountain peaks, then they could bombard the valleys instead.
But the same problem remained: the room was empty. There were no tools.
Were they supposed to use their own?
After hearing Kyūsuke's explanation, everyone's expressions immediately turned awful.
None of them had weird fetishes like that.
And Impure World Reincarnation bodies had no sensations and no blood circulation, so naturally nothing could "rise."
Use their fists?
They couldn't get past the mental barrier for that either.
"I'm back!"
Just as everyone was struggling with the issue, Kusuke, who had gone earlier to notify Megue to gather new intel, returned. Besides a new scroll in his hand, he was also carrying a large bag.
"Uchiha Madara wasn't lying to us. Uchiha Obito and Hatake Kakashi really did use poop to fight each other multiple times. Not long ago, they even did it once in Konoha. Apparently one corner of the village still smells awful."
Kusuke said.
"Uchiha Madara really is an honest man."
Seeing that Madara had truly not deceived them, and had even helped them come up with new ways to punish Obito, Kyūsuke sighed emotionally.
"So what's going on here?"
Kusuke stretched his neck curiously and looked toward Obito on the stone bed.
Obito was actually lying there leisurely with one leg crossed over the other, eyes closed as if resting.
How arrogant could he get?
Hadn't his teammates punished him at all?
"There's nothing we can do. Oh right, Kusuke, what's inside that bag?"
Kyūsuke sighed and then asked curiously.
"Oh, these? Megue got them from some kind-hearted villagers in Amegakure while asking around for information."
"The village nowadays really is wonderful. Back when we were kids, we had to steal food whenever we were hungry. Now people just willingly give us food. This is all thanks to Nagato-sama and Konan-sama!"
Kusuke spoke with a moved expression as he opened the bag and showed everyone the "gifts" from the villagers of Amegakure.
Cucumbers, bananas, carrots, bitter melons, lotus roots, iron-stick yams, durians.
The sheer variety and excellent quality were astonishing.
"What fresh fruits and vegetables. Too bad we're Impure World Reincarnation bodies and don't have sensory seals installed. We can't enjoy any of this."
Kyūsuke picked up a bitter melon and rubbed its bumpy skin a few times, only to realize he couldn't feel anything at all. He sighed sadly.
(End of this chapter)