blenderwars Chapter 277 Sasuke: Sakura, take good care of Naruto for me.
Chapter 277 Sasuke: Sakura, take good care of Naruto for me.
Chapter 277 Sasuke: Sakura, take good care of Naruto for me.
"I see."
Naruto thought for a long time before finally slowly raising his head.
The usual frizz on his face had vanished, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness.
He looked directly at Sasuke and said solemnly, "Sasuke, go! I support your decision."
"Naruto?!"
Sakura was taken aback at first, then her eyes widened in disbelief.
"Do you even know what you're saying?!" She was so anxious she almost jumped up. "Sasuke-kun is leaving the village, how could you—how could you go along with his nonsense?!"
Even Sasuke was taken aback when he heard Naruto's words.
He originally thought that Naruto would be furious when he heard that he was leaving, or he would try to persuade him with all his heart, or even use force to stop him.
However, he never expected to receive such unwavering support.
"I'm not being silly, Sakura."
Faced with Sakura's near-hysterical outburst, Naruto shook his head, his expression more resolute and serious than ever before.
"Because—I now understand what it's like to lose family. I understand why Sasuke is so determined to gain power."
He paused here, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes.
"Furthermore, ever since you were kidnapped, Sasuke..."
"I could tell right away. Something was off with you. You were holding back your anger and seemed sullen."
"If this path makes you feel better and helps you find the answer, I have no reason to stop you."
"Naruto————"
Sasuke stared blankly at the serious-looking blond boy in front of him, feeling a mix of emotions.
A warm feeling quietly welled up in his heart.
He never imagined that Naruto, who usually seemed carefree and unreliable, could understand his deepest pain so profoundly.
Naruto's support struck the softest spot in his heart, a mix of indescribable emotion and bittersweetness welling up inside him.
However, Naruto suddenly changed the subject.
Suddenly, Naruto's signature sunny smile reappeared on his face.
He stepped forward, patted his chest forcefully, and said loudly, "But since that's the case, let me go with you!"
"I'm worried about you leaving the village alone."
"What if that Uchiha Madara tries to harm you? Having more people around means more protection! We're classmates, I can help you get stronger!"
"Want to go together?!"
Sasuke was suddenly taken aback, not expecting Naruto to make such a request.
He stared in disbelief at Naruto's bright smile, a jumble of emotions churning within him: "That idiot, how could he possibly come with me to see Uchiha Madara?!"
He frowned, quickly weighing the pros and cons in his mind.
No, because of his status, Madara Uchiha might not kill his only direct descendant, but Naruto is a completely different story.
Seeing Naruto's serious and determined expression, as if he was determined to go with him, Sasuke sighed inwardly.
Without the slightest hesitation, the moment Naruto finished speaking...
hum!
Sasuke's eyes narrowed sharply, turning crimson in an instant. The tomoe swirled and converged rapidly, transforming into a complex and bizarre pattern in a mere moment.
Kaleidoscope Sharingan!
"Huh?!"
Naruto's smile froze abruptly, his pupils contracted, and he felt a strange power of vision instantly invade his mind.
Before he could react, he was frozen in place as if by an invisible force, unable to move, his chest pounding in the air, his facial expression completely frozen.
"Sasuke-kun! No—!"
Sakura saw Sasuke's pupils turn into Mangekyou Sharingan and immediately realized his intention, screaming in terror.
She reached out to grab Sasuke, trying to stop the tragedy from happening, but it was too late.
Sasuke slowly lowered his hands from the hand seals, took one last deep look at the frozen Naruto, and then shifted his gaze to the tearful girl beside him.
Seeing this, Sasuke felt bitter, but he still forcefully suppressed all his wavering.
"Sakura, take good care of this bottom-of-the-class guy."
Upon hearing this, Sakura was stunned for a moment, and then her tears flowed even more fiercely.
"Sasuke—" she choked out his name, sobbing uncontrollably.
Sasuke didn't look at her again, nor did he dare to look at Naruto, who was still stiff and motionless.
After saying this almost entrusting sentence, he resolutely turned around, strode towards the door, and walked out without hesitation.
"Sasuke! Don't go—!"
With red eyes, Sakura rushed forward without thinking, reaching out her trembling hand to grab Sasuke's back, desperately trying to stop him.
However, just as Sakura's fingertips were about to touch Sasuke, the latter's figure suddenly disintegrated in the air!
Whoosh!
Dozens of jet-black crows appeared out of nowhere where he had been standing, flapping their wings and cawing loudly.
The flock of crows flapped their wings, emitting piercing cawing, and scattered in all directions in an instant!
Only the feathers remained, slowly drifting down from the sky.
Sakura's hand froze in mid-air, grasping at nothing in vain.
She stood there blankly for a long time, finally realizing what was happening. She could no longer control herself, covered her mouth and cried out, tears streaming down her face.
Deep in the forest on the western outskirts of Konoha Village, a figure darted swiftly through the air.
In a few leaps and bounds, the figure covered a distance of several hundred meters.
Sasuke landed steadily on the top of the tallest tree at the edge of the forest, and finally paused for a moment.
Sasuke was slightly out of breath, not from the exhaustion of the long journey, but from the lingering turmoil in his heart after parting ways with his comrades.
He stood on the thick tree trunk and slowly turned around to look back.
In the distance, the outline of Konoha Village can be faintly seen.
Sasuke's expression was complex and unreadable. After a long while, he murmured softly, "Naruto—Sakura—"
"I'm sorry. But this is the path I have to take."
A gentle breeze caressed his face, and the boy's expression was full of determination.
He slowly closed his eyes, and memories of his time with Class 7 surfaced in his mind—warm and precious everyday moments that now seemed so precious.
However, just as those memories were about to shake him, Sasuke suddenly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed all his emotions back into his heart. Now, he had only one goal.
Sasuke took out a folded map from his ninja tool bag.
Unfolding it reveals a detailed map of the Land of Fire and several surrounding countries, marked with mountains, rivers, towns, and villages.
Sasuke wasn't entirely clueless about Madara Uchiha's hiding place.
The clues revealed in the dream came in handy at this moment.
The boy named Obito made several special trips to explore the underground cave where Madara Uchiha had once lived in seclusion.
Although the dream took place more than ten years ago, the general geographical details could not have been changed.
The iconic mountain ranges and the directions of the major rivers should remain exactly as remembered.
Sasuke's decision to leave the village to find Madara Uchiha was not impulsive. He had done his homework and identified his destination well in advance of carrying out the plan.
"Kannabi Bridge—"
"This should be it."
As a genius of the Uchiha clan, Sasuke may not be as outstanding as Sakura in academic exams, but he excels in the essential skills of a ninja.
He was quite confident in his ability to assess terrain and identify maps.
As he recalled the scenes from his dream, he quickly checked several key locations on the map.
Each item fits together perfectly.
After repeated confirmation and deliberation, Sasuke finally became convinced that his deduction was absolutely correct.
Sasuke rolled up the map again, carefully put it back into his ninja tool pouch, then stood up and looked in the direction of the Land of Grass.
The next second, with a whoosh, his figure vanished.
The Land of Grass.
In an underground cave near the Kannabi Bridge.
Madara Uchiha sat high on the stone seat, silently looking down below.
To the lower right of Madara Uchiha, Zetsu stood silently, like a true shadow.
Without careful observation, you could hardly notice his presence.
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In the center of the cave, Obito stood, his heart filled with doubt and unease. He had just been hastily recalled from his mission in the Land of Water by Zetsu under the pretext of an emergency.
What's going on? Why did you suddenly call me back so urgently? Has the plan changed? Or... did that cunning old fox, Zetsu, spread some rumor in front of Madara Uchiha about killing me?!
The current situation seemed extremely unfavorable to him, and he couldn't let the stalemate continue. Obito felt that if he didn't speak up soon, his mask would be soaked with cold sweat.
"—Lord Madara, is there any important new instruction you have given me in such an urgent summons?"
He spoke with utmost respect, choosing a safe and reliable opening line.
However, Madara Uchiha on the stone seat did not respond immediately.
Obito swallowed hard, nervously awaiting the other's reaction.
Suddenly, the dark figure on the stone seat moved.
Madara Uchiha slowly raised his head, and the shadows concealing his face receded slightly.
Dim light filtered in, illuminating a face that exuded an air of authority despite its lack of anger.
"Tell me about the Uchiha clan's massacre—Black Zetsu, tell me you were involved?"
The words he uttered were like a thunderclap.
Madara Uchiha spoke calmly, but the content of his question made Obito's heart race and his mind go blank.
"!!!"
Finished!
Obito's heart sank to the bottom; the thing he feared most had finally happened.
So that's why they called me back in such a hurry!
Obito instantly understood his current predicament.
He tried hard to control himself so that his body wouldn't tremble too obviously, but his Sharingan eyes still widened uncontrollably, revealing a look of fear.
Even through the mask, you could still feel the disorder in his breathing.
Absolutely!
The image of that eerie black and white face flashed through Obito's mind, and he almost ground his back teeth to powder.
"It must be that bastard who's spreading rumors!"
Ignoring his inner turmoil, Obito's immediate priority was self-preservation. He suppressed the surging fear and anger within him and tried his best to calm himself down.
Hadn't Madara Uchiha already looked down on the Uchiha clan?
Why am I suddenly concerned about the annihilation of the Uchiha clan?!
This is too unusual and raises suspicion.
"Don't worry—calm down—I've already tested Madara Uchiha's attitude in my dream! Madara Uchiha probably doesn't care about the Uchiha clan at all; he wouldn't care about the lives of those clan members!"
As long as Madara Uchiha doesn't get truly angry about this, Obito might still have some room to maneuver.
Madara Uchiha looked down at Obito, taking in every subtle change in his expression.
Obito tried to remain calm, but his subtle movements betrayed his unease and panic.
A deep disappointment and disdain flashed in Madara Uchiha's eyes, and a feeling of annoyance welled up in his heart for no reason.
"Hmph, something that can't be brought to the table!"
Madara Uchiha suppressed the violent aura that had risen from the massacre of the Uchiha clan.
After careful consideration...
Madara Uchiha suddenly realized how ridiculous he was.
Surprisingly, because of a trivial event in a dream, I have developed some trivial expectations about the Uchiha clan again.
Wasn't this the ending he had already decided on?
Reason regained its advantage, and he quickly began to consider the benefits in his mind.
That's right. Upon closer examination, given Obito's cunning and abilities, he wouldn't be capable of orchestrating an operation that would wipe out the entire Uchiha clan.
At best, he was merely an accomplice who took advantage of the chaos to profit from it.
The real masterminds behind the plan and order to exterminate the Uchiha clan were likely the high-ranking officials of Konoha.
The conclusion is almost self-evident.
Thinking of this, Madara Uchiha's anger shifted slightly.
More importantly, his Eye of the Moon project currently needs manpower to execute it.
The only capable pawn we can utilize is Obito, who is right in front of us.
If we push Obito to the brink of despair over this, we'll only leave ourselves without anyone to use in our plans.
This is of no benefit to the great cause whatsoever.
Madara Uchiha snorted coldly, straightened up, and his expression returned to its usual calm and composed state.
Since that's the case, there's no need to keep pursuing this matter relentlessly.
This timid and incompetent fellow isn't worth wasting any more breath on.
Then, his tone shifted, and he slowly said, "Is it that the Konoha higher-ups can't tolerate the Uchiha anymore?"
Madara Uchiha said this sentence with nonchalance.
Obito's pupils constricted sharply upon hearing this: "Master—you already know?!"
However, Obito couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.
Judging from Madara Uchiha's tone, he had clearly seen through everything and had no intention of making things difficult for himself!
"Oh----"
Madara Uchiha chuckled lightly, seemingly unsurprised by Obito's shock.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the dark cave ceiling and reaching the end of time decades ago.
In that distant memory, he seemed to see again the scene of resolutely leaving Konoha at dusk.
"Back when I decided to leave Konoha, I had already foreseen the ultimate fate of the Uchiha clan."
"It's just a pity that those idiots are too short-sighted to see that."
Upon hearing this, Obito was speechless with astonishment, utterly shocked.
"Did Madara Uchiha foresee the fate of the Uchiha clan decades ago?!"
Even Jue, who had been silently observing from the sidelines, stirred slightly at this moment.
Madara Uchiha ignored their reactions, lost in his own thoughts, a complex expression on his Rinnegan.
"The purpose of establishing the village was to protect our brothers, our clansmen, and our children—"
"However, later on, for the sake of the so-called village, brothers, clansmen, and children were all killed! The path that Hashirama insisted on had long been put in the wrong order, and was so wrong that it was beyond redemption."
He slowly shook his head and let out a disdainful sigh.
The cave was deathly silent, with only the lingering echo of Madara Uchiha's cold words.
Obito stood rooted to the spot, barely daring to breathe, his heart filled with a turbulent storm that he could not calm down for a long time.
Jue remained silent, and no one knew what he was thinking at that moment.
Just then, Madara Uchiha frowned slightly, his expression, which had been immersed in memories, suddenly hardened.
He turned to look at Zetsu, who also looked up alertly and slowly nodded, silently confirming something with Uchiha Madara.
In an instant, all the emotions that Madara Uchiha had shown on his face vanished, and he returned to his usual calm and cold demeanor.
He squinted and looked toward the cave entrance as if he had sensed something.
"Leave here immediately and return to Kirigakure to continue your mission."
Madara Uchiha suddenly and without warning gave Obito this order.
Obito was taken aback; he too sensed that the atmosphere seemed to have changed.
However, upon hearing Madara Uchiha's order, he felt as if he had been granted a pardon: "Yes!"
He bowed in response, feeling a sense of relief wash over him.
To be honest, Obito couldn't wait to escape this place that was putting so much pressure on him.
Every second he was enveloped by Madara Uchiha's oppressive aura and interrogation was like sitting on pins and needles.
Now that the other party had told him to leave, he naturally did not hesitate.
hum! !
Ripples of spatial distortion suddenly spread around his body!
In the blink of an eye, he was sucked into the vortex and disappeared completely.
With Obito Uchiha gone, the cave returned to a deathly silence.
Madara Uchiha stared in the direction of the cave entrance.
His eyes held a hint of confusion.
Click, click, click.
Clear footsteps echoed through the empty cave, approaching from afar.
At the entrance, the outline of a slightly thin figure gradually emerged and became clearer.
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