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The White Zetsu possessed by Black Zetsu spoke.

Normally, when a White Zetsu is possessed by Black Zetsu, it's instantly taken over, turning into a complete fool.

So typically, once used, it becomes useless.

But this time, Black Zetsu didn't fully control it, so this White Zetsu still retained some degree of intelligence.

After all, traveling long distances is tiring, and it needed a tool-Zetsu that could also talk along the way.

"..." Black Zetsu.

Excited?

Of course.

To the Ōtsutsuki clan, time has no meaning—they're born arrogant and indifferent to all things.

And time, for them, merely dilutes emotions.

So even though Black Zetsu had spent a thousand years, time didn't feel all that significant.

But it always felt like the goal of unsealing Lady Kaguya was distant and unclear.

Now, things were different.

It had already seen Lady Kaguya. Even though it missed the exact moment she regained her true form, what it was doing now was trying to extend that one second!

Moreover—

Collecting the Tailed Beasts meant gathering chakra. If it could give Lady Kaguya enough chakra, she might be restored directly.

So Black Zetsu wanted to work hard—no, had to work hard.

It had never felt the mission was this clear and achievable.

In the past, the mission had seemed vague and nearly impossible.

But this time, the success rate was extremely high!

So, driven by a mission where the results were in sight, it was overwhelmed with emotion.

From Konoha to the Land of Fire, across Iwagakure, and finally to Kusagakure—

A total of 6,500 kilometers. White Zetsu had been sprinting all night.

And yet... Black Zetsu's spirit was still in great shape.

After all, it wasn't the one physically running—White Zetsu was.

"I'm kinda tired… can't breathe… Black Zetsu-sama… mmgh…"

White Zetsu originally wanted to keep chatting but suddenly went blank—both his mind and vision.

Black Zetsu had fully taken over his body.

It now completely occupied this White Zetsu.

Yes.

Even if it had been letting him run and talk, White Zetsu was just a tool.

In fact, aside from Lady Kaguya, everyone else was merely a tool.

So, taking on the familiar form known to Obito—half-black and half-white—Black Zetsu pushed open the secret base in the Land of Grass.

"…Obito, I'm back… Not here?"

Black Zetsu frowned.

Kitahara Kaede had told it to gather the Tailed Beasts—but it lacked the strength to do so itself. So what could it do?

Simple.

It could do it—because it still had Obito.

Uchiha Madara was dead, but Obito was still alive.

Obito was its tool.

In a thousand years, not managing to groom a few useful tools would really be a disgrace.

"Black Zetsu, huh…"

Just when Black Zetsu thought he'd come back to an empty base, someone entered.

Before long, the masked Obito stepped in.

Obito—Uchiha Obito.

He wasn't manipulated by Black Zetsu directly, but rather a result of Black Zetsu manipulating Uchiha Madara, who then influenced Obito.

Even though Obito wasn't as powerful as Madara, and despite Madara awakening the Rinnegan, Obito's potential was quite limited.

He'd even been given Wood Style cells, yet still couldn't awaken the Rinnegan.

As an Uchiha, he didn't even fully utilize the Sharingan.

Look at Danzō, for example—he embedded a bunch of Sharingan into his arm. But what did Obito do? Collected a wall, and only had one eye in each socket.

Sharingan was so useful, and yet he was just hoarding it.

Didn't even install one for emergency use.

Black Zetsu knew Obito probably suspected that Madara had planted some sort of control mechanism in his body—hence his lack of rebellion after Madara died and his constant slacking.

He simply wasn't all that enthusiastic.

But ultimately, Obito wasn't that bright.

He just immersed himself in his own little world.

So if he truly believed Madara had done something to his body, why didn't he just use a few Izanagi to replace parts of his body until he had a fully clean one again?

But then again, if Obito wasn't dumb, he wouldn't have been tricked by Madara in the first place.

So Black Zetsu would take over and control him instead.

"It's me," Black Zetsu said.

Obito had always believed it was a will created by Uchiha Madara to monitor him.

And Madara thought the same, which is why he could die peacefully.

But only Black Zetsu knew… it was all their own nonsense.

Fed up with the Moon Eye Plan progressing too slowly, Black Zetsu inserted itself into the story directly.

Also to use Madara's will as an excuse to control Obito.

"You're hesitating again."

"It's time to execute the Moon Eye Plan."

"Or… do you no longer want to carry out the grand mission you bear?"

"Don't forget," Black Zetsu said, "you're the one who personally killed your teacher's wife, the one who cared for you."

"And then, it was because of you that your teacher, Minato Namikaze, had to sacrifice himself to seal the Nine Tails."

"You used the Mangekyō Sharingan… and you couldn't even destroy a village."

"Obito, the heavens gave you this suffering. Are you really going to accept it and give up now?" Black Zetsu said.

It felt that its current persuasion method leaned closer to Kitahara Kaede's style—

Directly stabbing into the target's psychological weak points, dragging their deepest guilt to the surface.

To emotionally destabilize them.

"..." Obito.

"You're bringing that up again…"

"..."

Though he wore a mask, Obito's eyes were closed.

Clearly, it was working.

Black Zetsu was pleased with this manipulation tactic.

"The Moon Eye Plan, huh…" Obito muttered.

"No. First, we collect the Tailed Beasts," Black Zetsu said.

"Then let Nagato summon the mobile toilet," Obito replied.

"No." Black Zetsu immediately countered. "We can't let the Ten Tails devour the Tailed Beasts."

"Nagato has already reached version 1.3. Right now he's just crippled, but if we give him all that chakra, even his broken legs might heal."

"We have to guard against him. Don't forget—he's not the true Ten Tails jinchūriki!"

"That person is me!"

"I am Uchiha Madara!" Black Zetsu shouted. "And the Rinnegan is mine!"

"..." Obito.

He said nothing, but inside he was stirred.

Because—

He was the one who wanted to become the Ten Tails' jinchūriki.

He didn't want to be Madara's puppet.

However, right now Black Zetsu represented Madara's will and may have placed restrictions on his body. So without absolute control, Obito still had to obey.

Because the world he wanted to create wasn't the one Madara envisioned—it was a world where Rin could live.

A world where Rin could survive.

He wasn't strong enough yet. So he had to keep building up his strength. In other words… he had to keep playing it safe.

"I'll go inform Nagato," Obito said.

Black Zetsu had ordered him to act. He didn't want to do it himself, and couldn't refuse, so his solution was… get someone else to do it.

"Good."

Black Zetsu nodded. "You should have done this earlier."

"And also…"

"Check your body."

"You were hit by Minato during the Nine Tails attack, right? Don't screw up because of something like that."

"It's hard to find a like-minded junior like you," Black Zetsu said as though cherishing Obito.

"What!" Obito was shocked.

Suddenly, he remembered—back during the Nine Tails attack twelve years ago, Minato-sensei had struck him once.

Flying Thunder God: Second Step.

Had he left a mark on his body at that moment? That would explain how Minato moved so quickly.

If someone else had now learned the Flying Thunder God and found that mark, wouldn't they be able to kill him instantly?

"…Got it."

Obito immediately thought of his back. Perhaps that was where Minato-sensei had left the mark.

"..."

Sometimes, Obito also found things complicated.

Because if Madara hadn't saved him, he would've died and accomplished nothing.

He was grateful to Madara.

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