Chapter 113 "How to Understand Your True Self?"

Chapter 113 "How to Understand Your True Self?"

In mid-November, occasional battles broke out on the front lines, and the sudden drop in temperature brought the war-weariness of most ninjas to its peak.

Jiraiya remained at the border, and his old friend was about to succeed him as Hokage. Feeling guilty for refusing the important position, he could only make amends in this way.

With fewer battles, Jiraiya has more time to spend on his writing, but after seeing information about Amegakure recently, he finds himself unable to put pen to paper again.

After entering the tent, Minato Namikaze saw his teacher staring blankly into space again. After hesitating for a moment, he finally spoke up and said, "Teacher, the news about Amegakure is true."

"The Akatsuki organization participated in the rebellion, and Hanzo killed all its members, including the three you mentioned."

Jiraiya's face showed pain as he gripped the pencil in his hand and muttered to himself, "Yahiko, Konan, Nagato."

"As a teacher, I still can't do anything."

Jiraiya recalled the time he spent with his three disciples, and the scene of the four of them wearing frog costumes together was still vivid in his mind.

War seemed to bring only death. Minato thought of his teammates, took a deep breath, and reminded them again: "Jiraiya-sensei, don't blame yourself. You've done enough."

"On the day we became ninjas, we, as disciples, were all prepared."

Jiraiya suddenly remembered Nagato's Rinnegan and nodded without saying a word. Amegakure must be hiding some information, and he would investigate this matter personally.

"I'm sorry, Minato, I made you worry."

"Time flies, it's almost New Year again. Go back to the village soon and spend more time with Kushina."

"I wonder what changes will happen on the front lines after the weather warms up. I'm starting to understand what the old man meant. War is indeed the worst option."

Minato scratched his head sheepishly, but still accepted his teacher's kindness; Kushina really needed his company.

Inside the dark, enormous stone cave, the White Zetsu were also sharing news from the ninja world. Their lair had been destroyed by Furukawa Osamu, resulting in the loss of a large number of Divine Tree roots, and the intelligence network needed to be rebuilt.

Every day, Obito Uchiha could hear the chattering of several White Zetsu. Although he wasn't alone, he felt extremely lonely.

It was as if the person named "Uchiha Obito" no longer existed in this world; everything outside was irrelevant to him, and no one cared whether he existed or not.

Leaning back in the stone chair, Madara Uchiha used his long white hair to cover most of his dark face, while his Sharingan in his left eye occasionally observed Obito's condition.

As someone who had long since "died," Madara Uchiha knew how Obito was feeling at that moment.

How to prove one's existence, how to resist this loneliness? The best way is to recall everything one has experienced in one's life. Hashirama was his pillar. Whenever Madara Uchiha recalled their battles, he could feel his own existence.

Obito Uchiha was too young. Madara Uchiha knew that in order to fight loneliness, Obito would desperately try to remember that girl, and the accumulated longing would eventually become the nourishment for his Sharingan.

"Ah! That's enough! I want to go back to Konoha!"

"Rin and Kakashi are still waiting for me. With these Sharingan, I can help more people in the village."

"Grandpa, thank you for teaching me how to use the Sharingan, but I really have to go back now."

After yelling for a while, Obito rolled around on the stone bed, then tumbled to the ground with a cry of pain. The White Zetsu next to him began to mock him again: "Want to poop? You've lost the urge to poop, you've become just like us."

"Damn it, you bunch of weirdos! Don't think you can laugh at me just because you're chatting with me!"

Just as Obito was about to retaliate, Madara Uchiha suddenly raised his head and, as always, spoke in a completely calm tone: "Konoha? The village? Do you really care about these things?"

"For the ninjas of Konoha, Obito Uchiha no longer exists."

Having experienced death, you should be even more aware of your true self. What are you truly yearning for?

Obito Uchiha grew increasingly agitated by the garbled words. He didn't want to dwell on them; he feared being forgotten. His pent-up emotions finally erupted, and he roared, "Enough! I am Obito Uchiha of the Konoha Uchiha clan!"

"Who is more important, the girl whose name you call out in your dreams or the village?"

"Who is more important: the Konoha you've forgotten, your clan, or the girl named 'Rin'?"

"Only by recognizing your true self can you master the power of the Sharingan."

Madara Uchiha continued to "instruct" Obito Uchiha in a completely flat tone. The boy, who was in the darkness, seemed to have realized something and stopped moving, looking dejected.

Influenced by the old man, Obito became increasingly afraid of being forgotten. He began to try hard to recall each day of his past, and as he was carried to bed, he murmured silently, "Rin..."

A slight smile played on the corners of the black face hidden behind the white hair. Every day, he was subjected to intense "interrogation of his inner self." In such a dark environment, no one could remain unaffected.

As the plan progressed, Madara Uchiha grew increasingly eager for the arrival of the Mangekyou Sharingan: "Obito Uchiha and Osamu Furukawa, the will of the Uchiha and the will of the Senju clan are once again intertwined."

"Hashirama, you've won again, but this time I'm destined to win in the end."

In Kirigakure, Mei Terumi recently joined the assassination squad through her connection with Suigetsu Hozuki. With the help of Osamu Furukawa, the girl successfully completed several high-difficulty missions.

Most ninja villages will focus on training ninjas with outstanding talents.

The situation is a bit different in Kirigakure. Under the Blood Mist policy, outstanding bloodline limit ninjas are actually met with hostility.

As she submitted her mission and left the Dark Side building, Mei Terumi, wearing a mask and exuding a murderous aura, ignored her companions in the village and walked straight toward the door.

The ninja from the Hidden Mist Village all bowed their heads and made way for her. Mei Terumi initially felt extremely pleased, but then quickly composed herself.

"There's no need for that. Sharing these joys and sorrows with you is also a fun thing."

"You should have recognized your true self long ago, right? These desires can actually make you stronger."

When Mei Terumi heard Osamu Furukawa's voice in her mind, she almost broke down on the spot. Although she was wearing a mask, she felt that everyone around her could see her embarrassing appearance.

After unloading her equipment at the Dark Side building, Mei Terumi hurriedly returned to her apartment. Standing in front of the mirror, the girl angrily said again, "Don't think I'll trust you just because you've helped me a few times!"

"You've gathered enough information; it's time to end this relationship."

"The weak have no right to negotiate with the strong. Let me think carefully, who is it that keeps sharing embarrassing stories from their childhood with me every night..."

"Shut up! You bastard!..."

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In front of the mirror, Mei Terumi covered her flushed face and screamed repeatedly. Whenever she felt lonely, she would unconsciously start to talk to Osamu Furukawa. This constant companionship made her extremely addicted. However, when she thought about the information she had leaked, she would start to blame herself.

After writhing wildly for a few minutes, Mei Terumi finally calmed her turbulent emotions, looked at herself in the mirror, and muttered to herself, "He no longer asks me to explore every inch of the village."

"It was just killing. I didn't betray the village. These were all tasks assigned by Suigetsu Fuguki."

Furukawa Osamu's spirit was speechless again. Whenever she felt guilty, the girl would nervously comfort herself and even try to find his good points.

There's no need to continue investigating Madara Uchiha's stronghold, naturally because he's already succeeded. As for what the old man still wants to do, it doesn't matter.

"Keep killing! Until you become the Mizukage, we can change the village together."

"It's very easy to manipulate the so-called daimyo of the Land of Water without them knowing it. You know I can do it."

"At that time, the Land of Water will be completely under your control, and all I need is your support."

When Mei Terumi heard Osamu Furukawa's voice in her mind again, she stared blankly at herself in the mirror, the blush on her face still lingering, and a feeling of joy began to well up.

After grumbling twice in protest and remaining silent for a while, Mei Terumi suddenly spoke up:

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Furukawa Osamu's spirit pretended not to hear; he needed to arrange some "escape routes," and even more so, he needed this "killing" from Kirigakure: "The Land of Water's 'death potion' and bloodline limit cannot be missed."

Snow fell on Konoha Village earlier than in previous years, the war situation became clearer, and the number of assigned missions increased slightly. The Konoha ninjas were very satisfied with this situation.

The Uchiha clan members were very satisfied, and under the leadership of clan leader Fugaku Uchiha, more and more clan members awakened the Sharingan!

All signs indicate that the Uchiha clan is on the path to greatness, and they will once again bear the title of "the strongest clan".

Inside the Uchiha clan's territory, Osamu Furukawa and Shisui Uchiha were enjoying freshly grilled senbei. Shisui was genuinely happy every time he saw the increasingly bustling commercial street.

"Senior, if only our clansmen could all live such a peaceful life."

"Actually, many people have this idea. It was thanks to the reminder from my seniors that I was able to realize what everyone is thinking."

"Like the boss here, he doesn't really care about the clan chief's plans. The ordinary clan members just want to live a prosperous life."

Zhi Shui whispered his thoughts, explaining that he had recently had heart-to-heart talks with many of his clansmen and had gained a better understanding of their needs.

Furukawa Osamu nodded slightly, greeted the ninjas who entered the shop, and then smiled and replied, "Don't forget that besides ninjas, there are many other people living here."

"Clan Chief Fugaku is indeed very powerful. You don't need to completely deny these clansmen. Just keep this power under control."

"With your talent, there shouldn't be any problem."

Upon hearing the praise again, Uchiha Shisui blushed slightly. He rarely received recognition from his family: "Thanks to your teachings, Senpai, not only in how to think about problems, but also in Fire Release ninjutsu, no one in the clan can compare to you!"

Furukawa Osamu hoped that Shisui's strength could suppress the other clan members, and Madara Uchiha's knowledge of fire-style ninjutsu could be of help: "It's just some small tricks, keep up the good work, Shisui."

Seeing Furukawa's nonchalant demeanor, Uchiha Shisui grew even more respectful, bowed slightly, and happily replied, "Yes, senpai, I will try my best to keep up with you."