[with card] Enemy of the World

Seventeen, look at him through you

When the eyes went dark and then bright again, when the surroundings lighted up again, Obito and others had arrived at Mt. Miaogi.

The sun was shining overhead, and it was only midday.The four of them were a little dizzy the first time they came from the gloomy and depressing Yuyin Village to the vibrant forest.Just as he was dazed, he suddenly heard an enthusiastic voice from the pile of stones in front of him: "Welcome to Mt. Miaomu, my friends from Ziraiya!"

Sitting on top of the stone pile were the two sages of Mt. Myogi, Fukasaku and Shima—Obito had never met them before, but had only heard Minato describe the couple.It was Fukasaku who spoke just now; he scanned Konoha's team and found that Kakashi was not in the team, the joyful expression on his face disappeared immediately, and asked cautiously: "Little Ziraiya, you couldn't... ?”

Jiraiya shook his head heavily. "The situation is much more complicated than we imagined, Fukasaku-sama. Anyway...hey! Take heart!"

The second half of his sentence disappeared in the exclamation.Shuo Mao, who was standing next to him, swayed a few times, and suddenly fell forward. Thanks to Zilai's sharp eyesight and quick hands, he caught his old friend in time.Lin hurried forward two steps to check, while the others were watching her with bated breath.

"It's okay, Mr. Shuo Mao just seems to be out of strength." After a while, Lin raised her head and looked at everyone. "Although the wound on the chest is not minor, it is not fatal. But..." She paused, her expression darkened.

What's more serious, I'm afraid it's the pain in her heart - everyone understands what she didn't finish speaking.

With the help of Obito and Rin, Jiraiya carried Sakumo by heart. "In short, we have to go back to Konoha as soon as possible. We must let Minato know the situation here as soon as possible." He continued using the previous words, "When can we leave?"

"I'm sorry, Ziraiya, Minato is Hokage, and he can't leave the village, so we can't summon him with the reverse psychic technique." Shima said, "The time agreed before is at noon tomorrow, and by then He will use psychic skills in Konoha, Bunta can take you there together. Rest here tonight!"

"Looks like that's the only way to go." Zilai also sighed.He seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became serious again. "Master Fukasaku...has the Great Immortal woke up?"

"Still sleeping." Fukasaku shook his head.Seeing that Zilai also showed a disappointed expression, he comforted, "Maybe the Great Immortal is observing a brand new future in his dream. Once he wakes up with a new prophecy, I will notify you immediately."

He said, and jumped off the stone pile with Shima. "You must be very tired, go and have a good sleep now. During this time, we will prepare food suitable for human beings."

"As long as it's not a hodgepodge of bugs, anything is fine..." Ji Lai also mumbled, following behind them, Lin also followed.

"Sorry, I don't need to rest just yet."

The footsteps of the two of them and the two frogs both stopped, and they turned their heads to look at Obito.The black-haired Uchiha turned his face away, preventing his companions from seeing his expression.

"I want... to be alone for a while."

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"Fire escape, bursting wind and dancing!"

The curled fire dragon roared and rushed forward, its huge body skimmed across the lake, and the water mist filled the air with hissing sound, even the night sky was dyed golden red.When it reached the center of the lake, it could no longer maintain its shape, and burst into countless shining sparks, which sprinkled into the water one after another.

On the shore, Obito propped his hands on his knees, gasping for breath.Beads of sweat slid down his chin, he wiped it hastily, straightened up again, closed his eyes, and re-sealed.

The perfect spiral shape of the dragon unleashed by the kite hours earlier resurfaced in his mind.Combining the power of distorted space with Fire Dungeon and Kamui...the spirit needs to be more concentrated...try again...

"Fire escape, bursting wind and dancing!"

boom! !

This time, the fire dragon only rushed forward less than three meters before collapsing, and the out-of-control fire attribute chakra splashed in all directions, engulfing the heat wave and attacking the shore fiercely.The body was too exhausted, and the reaction ability had been reduced to the minimum. Obito subconsciously covered his face with his hands, and felt a burning pain from the back of his hands.He stumbled back, his sore legs tripped over the protruding tree roots behind him, he lost his balance immediately, and fell heavily to the ground.

Without getting up immediately, he simply lay down on the ground, spread out his limbs, and looked at the night sky through the gaps in the branches and leaves above his head, feeling the fire of frustration rolling in his chest.

He is very tired.The chakra was about to run out, and Sharingan was aching from overuse, and the wound on his waist was just a casual dressing by himself, which he sprinkled some medicinal powder on indiscriminately.But these are not the most important.

The most important thing is that he is being forced to study the ninjutsu used by the enemy in order to show off his force, racking his brains to use it for himself.This disgraceful behavior of stealing a teacher made Obito feel extremely humiliated, and the sense of humiliation beat his heart like a whip. Compared with the scorching pain, the physical injuries were so insignificant. .

What supported him to endure this pain and continue training were emotions of anger and hatred.For Yuan's cruelty, but also for her own weakness.

With strength in his arms, he struggled again and staggered up.He can't rest yet, and now is not the time to rest.try again……

Behind him came the sound of dead branches being trampled on.Obito turned his head sharply, the fierce light in his eyes was still beating, and it didn't go out until he saw it clearly; his eyes returned to black for the first time in hours. "It's so late, what are you doing out?"

Lin seemed to be frightened by him for a moment just now, but she didn't show it more obviously. "I am a doctor," she answered, "and a doctor cannot rest until he has examined all the wounded."

She said, approaching him.The distance between the two was shortening, and Obito could clearly see her pale and haggard face, her eyes were red and swollen, and the corners of the eyes were still stained with tears that hadn't fully dried.Noticing that Obito was watching her, Rin quickly turned her head and whispered, "Sit down. Take off your clothes."

The two sat down on the roots of the tree.Obito took off his shirt, untied the bandage, and sure enough, the wound burst open again.Lin approached the palm emitting green light to stop the bleeding and relieve the pain for him.

Neither of them spoke for a long time.

"How is Mr. Sakumo?" Obito looked at Lin's hair and asked.

"Still sleeping. I had a low-grade fever in the afternoon, and it finally subsided just now. I asked Mr. Jiraiya to take care of it for a while, so I can come out to find you when I have time." Lin said.

"...He kept muttering Kakashi's name in a coma." After a moment of silence, she added.

Obito's breath choked violently.

Lin's head drooped even lower, her shoulders trembling slightly.Withdrawing the Palm Immortal Technique, she sniffed hard, wiped her face before raising her head, then took out a clean bandage, sprinkled the powder on it again, and wrapped it around Obito.Then he said to him, "Hand."

Knowing that he couldn't hide it from her, Obito obediently stretched out his burned hand.Lin moved the green awn on her fingertips towards the wound. "We have known each other for so many years. Since you became a Chunin, I have never seen you injured by my own fire escape."

"..."

"That new technique requires the ability to use the kaleidoscope Sharingan, right? Since we came to Mt. Miaomu and practiced until now, you have been using Sharingan for too long, and you must rest."

Obito couldn't help saying: "Lin, this is my own—"

"Try if you dare say it has nothing to do with me." Lin suddenly raised her eyes and glared at him, her tone extremely strong.

Seeing the tears in her eyes, Obito shut his mouth.

Lin lowered her head again and wrapped the bandage around his hand. "Whether it's good to practice new techniques, or to find Yuan to fight for your life in the future, I won't stop you. But I also have to fulfill my duty as a doctor, stop when your training exceeds the physical load, and stop when you go to the battlefield They will be right behind you at all times, ready to provide you with medical assistance."

She began to tie the bandages. "From the first day I chose to become a doctor-nin, I was told by my mentor... that you must put more energy and attention on your living companions than on your comrades who died in battle. Because what you lost has already been lost, and what you have lost is already lost. Grief and regret are meaningless, but their lives are the responsibility you still have time to protect, the weight that is still on your shoulders."

Her voice choked up, and her usually nimble fingers trembled, but she still couldn't tie the simplest knot. "...I've been lucky enough to carry both of you on my shoulders...but now...Kakashi's gone, but you're still alive...so...so I..."

A finger reached out and pressed against the loose knot.Obito helped Rin finally tighten the bandage, then he took Rin's hand and pressed it hard.

He didn't say anything, but this action already showed that he understood Lin's meaning.And he knew that Lynn must have understood what he meant.

Lin also stopped talking.She bent down slowly, put her forehead on the back of Obito's hand, and raised her shoulders.

He didn't hear her sobbing, but Obito could feel the warm liquid falling on his hand.

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"...I succeeded! I succeeded!" The blue-white lightning illuminated the boy's surprised red eyes, and his voice was full of joy that could not be concealed.

"Did you see it? It really turned into thunder!"

"I see. You did a great job, Sasuke." Lu Jing smiled gratifiedly under the mask.Glancing sideways, he saw Fugaku standing under the promenade, looking at the garden; although his arms were folded and his face was expressionless, the expression in the eyes of the Uchiha patriarch was undoubtedly satisfied.

Four days ago, he first managed to obtain Fuyue's approval, and after obtaining Minato's approval, he began to teach Chidori to Sasuke.This child is indeed an out-and-out genius. Even though he is no longer driven by revenge and competitiveness, he still mastered the transformation of nature in a very short period of time, and took the first step towards the door of high-level ninjutsu. step.

Even Lu Jing himself didn't know why he offered to do such a thing, even though he had made up his mind to keep a distance from anyone in this world.Perhaps everything that happened in the original world always made him feel that he was not a competent teacher, and he always owed the students something; therefore, he had to treat the children who had never suffered those pains and injuries here. make amends.

After all, this is just false self-comfort.

Sasuke loosened his hold on the chakra, and the lightning dissipated in his hands.He let out a long breath, wiped the sweat off his brow, raised his face to look at Lu Jing, with excitement on his face. "What's next?"

Such Sasuke can always touch the softest place in the depths of his dead heart. "Don't be so anxious, your progress is already very fast." Lu Jing said gently, "We will proceed to the next stage when you can ensure that you can fully grasp the nature change—"

He stopped abruptly halfway, and suddenly raised his head.Sasuke followed his gaze, just in time to see Itachi in full uniform jumping over the courtyard wall and lightly jumping into the garden.Such a situation is very rare - he usually walks through the door in a very orderly way at home.

The young acting Anbu commander took off his mask.His expression was extremely serious, and there was no smile on his face.Seeing this, Lu Jing had a bad feeling in his heart.Could it be...

Looking at each other, Itachi shook his head slightly as if he understood what he was thinking.Lu Jing's heart sank; he heard Itachi say to his father: "The special reconnaissance team of Yuyin Village has returned. The rescue mission failed, and Hatake Kakashi has been confirmed dead. Hokage-sama ordered a high-level meeting to be held in half an hour , Master Jiraiya will explain the process of this mission in detail at the meeting. It's over."

"Understood." Fu Yue said.

Itachi looked at Lu Jing again: "Obito has gone home. If you want, you can go back now."

"Okay." Qiang Zi suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and Lu Jing nodded.He turned to Fuyue again and bowed: "Thank you for your care these days."

"We're just following Hokage's orders."

Lu Jing didn't mind his slightly indifferent attitude, and got up to leave.He stopped after taking two steps, turned his head, and looked at the black-haired boy who was still standing there, a little at a loss.

"Sorry, Sasuke." He whispered, forcing an apologetic smile, "That's all for today."

After finishing speaking, he put on his mask and hood, wrapped his cloak tightly, and left in a hurry over the courtyard wall.

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In order to attract as little attention as possible, Lu Jing took a long detour and arrived at Obito's home after 10 minutes.Knocking on the door and getting no answer, he walked around the house, saw a window open towards the backyard, and jumped in through it.

"Obito?" Lifting the mask and putting it on his head, he looked around and raised his voice, "Are you there?"

The whole house was quiet, but Lu Jing could smell the dampness keenly.He turned around and ran towards the stairs, just rounded the stairs to the second floor, when he saw the door of the bathroom opened, and Obito with only a towel around his waist came out, his wet hair was still falling down dripping water.

Caught off guard, when they met each other, both of them were stunned.

Lu Jing's mind went blank.

He knew it was very rude.But he couldn't control his eyes, and kept lingering on Obito's chest and arms, as if he was firmly attracted by a magnet and couldn't move away.The muscles are smooth and firm, and the skin has been tanned to a wheat color in the harsh mission environment for many years. It is not smooth and unmarked, but has a few uneven scars, suggesting the dangerous battles that have taken place-but after all, it is A fully developed, complete body.

When he was still alive, Lu Jing imagined how many times his Obito would look like when he grew up safely.That's how it should look, healthy and strong and full of strength.Unlike the Obito that appeared in his nightmares, whether it is an adult or a teenager, smiling or glaring at him, comforting him or cursing him, only the left half is always intact, and the right is a blur of flesh and blood .

Looking up slowly, Lu Jing looked at the face without scars, and met the eyes with red eye circles, showing shock and mourning.The moment the four eyes met, it was as if a thunder had exploded in the ears of both of them at the same time, making them both shudder involuntarily and take a step back.

An oppressive silence spread silently.Then Obito took the lead in responding; he looked away, lowered his head, and walked in the direction of Lu Jing, aiming at the bedroom behind him.

When the two passed by, Lu Jing finally came back to his senses.He subconsciously turned around and blurted out: "Obito—"

"…Sorry. I don't want to chat right now."

The hand reaching for the opponent's shoulder stopped suddenly when he heard the answer.

The bedroom door was closed.Lu Jing still stood motionless in the corridor, like a statue.

After a while, he slowly withdrew his hand and pulled off the crooked mask.

Obito didn't leave the bedroom all afternoon.Lu Jing cleaned the house that no one lived in for two weeks, made meals and put them on the table in the evening, and put them in the refrigerator when it got dark.After cleaning the kitchen, he went back to his room and closed the door.

Only then did he finally take off the Anbu mask that had been covering his face and put it on the table.

They are tacit, needless to say.Obito, like him, was looking at the other dead person through each other.The length of time it took to lose that person caused the two to react differently, and since Obito would think of Kakashi when he saw him, and thus feel pain, then he wouldn't mind wearing another layer of mask until Obito can get past that until it hurts.

At least, superficially, across the past.

Pulling out the chair, Lu Jing sat down at the desk, staring at the white wall in front of him in a daze.

Obito's mission failed. Not only did they fail to bring Kakashi back, but they confirmed his death.Fortunately, the reverse psychic technique was left behind, and the four of them returned safely without causing more casualties. The content of the S-level mission is top secret. Even if Obito is in a normal mood, he may not be able to tell him much information. Now he can only hope that Minato, after weighing the pros and cons, may get more useful information from him and be able to The details were revealed to him—even if only the less important ones.

Lu Jing raised his head to look at the ceiling, his gaze stayed in the direction of the owner's bedroom.Obito is like this now, then, I am afraid that person also...

Tuk Tuk Tuk!

The sound of knocking on the window interrupted Lu Jing's thoughts.He got up quickly, surprised that he didn't realize that someone was approaching here.The clock on the wall pointed to nine o'clock, who would come here so late?

He thought to himself, walked to the window, and pulled open the curtains.At the same time, the other person standing outside who he was thinking about just now was about to knock on the window again; suddenly seeing each other, both of them froze for a moment.

This time it was Lu Jing who reacted first, stepped back suddenly, grabbed the mask on the table and put it on again.Then he doubled back, opened the window, and took a few steps back. "I'm sorry, Mr. Shumao. I'm sorry."

While talking, Shuo Mao had quietly turned in from the window.He was still half bent, and when he heard Lu Jing's words, he froze all of a sudden, and he slowly stood up straight after a while.He turned around and looked at Lu Jing with heavy and regretful eyes.

"Why are you wearing a mask?" he asked softly.

Lu Jing didn't know how to answer, but kept silent.

Shuo Mao didn't seem to be in very good condition, his face lacked blood and looked tired.When he sat down on the single bed, he frowned slightly because of the pain, and raised his hand to press his chest; Lu Jing could smell the strong smell of medicine from him.

He's hurt, is it serious?Who caused it?Lu Jing opened his mouth under the mask, but he didn't ask any questions after all.

Shuo Mao lowered his arms, but his brows did not open.He looked at Lu Jing, and said in an extremely gentle but almost cautious tone that was different from when they first met: "You sit too."

The deer complied in silence.

The two sat opposite each other in silence.The room was eerily quiet except for the ticking of the clock on the wall.Shuo Mao stared at Lu Jing intently, his eyes were filled with emotions, as if he was brewing thousands of words.

After a while, he seemed to have finally come to his senses and took a deep breath. "Take off the mask, Kakashi."

"I want to... talk to you."