Naruto Immersive Replay, The Curse of the Sharingan

When you carried her and leaped between the rooftops of Kirigakure, she felt an unprecedented sense of freedom and excitement.

"Aren't you afraid I'll refuse?" Mei Terumi asked deliberately, her fingers toying with a strand of your black hair.

You chuckled softly, "Can you?"

This question left Mei Terumi speechless. She suddenly understood why those madmen in the Akatsuki were so infatuated with her. This contrast between indifference and allure was simply the most potent poison.

When your figures completely disappeared over Kirigakure, all that remained was the ruins of the Mizukage Building and a rumor that quickly spread.

Mei Terumi, an elite Jonin from Kirigakure, defected because she couldn't find love, and eloped with a woman during a meeting.

The air seemed to freeze the moment they appeared in the hotel lobby.

"Oh my, everyone's expressions are priceless." Mei Terumi leaned closer to your shoulder, twirling a strand of her black hair between her fingers. "Nice to meet you from today onwards~"

Nagato's Rinnegan twitched slightly. "Explain."

"A new member," you announced casually, tucking a stray strand of Mei Terumi's wind-blown hair behind her ear.

This intimate gesture caused half of the people present to crush the weapons in their hands.

The most surprising thing was Kisame. He stared at Mei Terumi for a long time, then suddenly grinned, revealing a shark-like smile. "Looks like the Mizukage Building needs new glass."

“It’s not just glass, you know~” Mei Terumi waved the confidential documents she’d taken from the conference room, “There’s this too.”

Cold water droplets condensed on the damp rock walls, dripping and falling into the underground river.

Black Jue huddled in the shadows at the deepest part of the cave, his pitch-black body writhing restlessly.

"Something's not right..." Black Zetsu's hoarse voice echoed in the empty cavern, "Something's felt off since this morning..."

Its pale white eyes scanned the surroundings. In the cave, only a few White Zetsu were idly playing around, chuckling foolishly. The spores monitoring Obito did not send back any abnormal reports.

But the instincts that flowed in its bloodline were frantically warning it—danger was approaching.

"Where did Obito run off to again?" Black Zetsu asked irritably.

One of the White Zetsu tilted its head and replied, "He said he went to check the barrier around Kirigakure."

Black Zetsu snorted coldly, "Ever since you appeared, Obito has become increasingly difficult to control."

Although he outwardly obeys orders, Black Zetsu can sense his inner turmoil, especially after that "chance encounter" with you...

Just as Black Zetsu was deep in thought, the space inside the cave suddenly twisted into a vortex.

"Kamui?!" Before Black Zetsu could react, a hand wearing a black glove reached out from the vortex and grabbed its neck tightly.

"Oh, what's wrong with you?!" Black Zetsu roared, his body instinctively trying to liquefy and escape, only to find that the surrounding rock walls were now covered with sealing spells.

Obito stepped out of the Kamui dimension, his crimson Sharingan coldly staring at Black Zetsu. He didn't answer, but simply formed a hand seal, activating the sealing array he had set up beforehand.

"You—" Black Zetsu's curse was interrupted by a heavy punch. Obito's fist, wrapped in chakra, slammed solidly into its humanoid face.

The force of the punch was so great that Black Zetsu's body slammed against the rock wall like a rag doll.

For thousands of years, it has never been treated like this. As a product of Kaguya's will, it has always been a manipulator of others, hiding behind the scenes.

"Cough... When did you..." Black Zetsu struggled to merge with the ground, only to find that the entire cave floor had been sealed off by the Wood Release: Root System.

Obito remained silent, but quickly formed hand seals. As he moved, the pre-arranged sealing kunai emitted a blue light, and countless incantation chains extended from the void, binding Black Zetsu tightly.

"Why...why did you do this!" Blackbeard struggled desperately, his voice distorted with rage. "Our grand undertaking is about to be completed! Project Eye of the Moon—"

"Shut up." Obito finally spoke, his voice colder than water droplets in a cave. He clasped his hands together, and more Wood Release branches poured out from his sleeves, wrapping Black Zetsu into an airtight sphere, leaving only his distorted face exposed.

Black Zetsu's pupils contracted sharply. It suddenly understood that Obito was serious. This was not a test or a lesson, but a complete rebellion!

"Have you forgotten who saved you when you were on the verge of death? Who guided you to gain power?" Black Zetsu roared, trying to awaken Obito's loyalty.

Obito's eyes remained unmoved. He placed one hand on the Wood Release sphere, strengthening the seal. "You saved me only to use me, just like you used Madara Uchiha."

These words sent a shiver down Black Zetsu's spine. It suddenly realized that Obito knew far more than it had imagined.

"It was that woman... it was Uchiha Nagi who bewitched you!" Black Zetsu screamed. "What did she do to you? Genjutsu? Don't be naive, she doesn't care about you at all!"

Obito paused for a moment, and it was this instant hesitation that gave Black Zetsu hope.

"You think she likes you just because she smiles at you?" Black Zetsu let out a piercing laugh. "That girl only has power in her eyes! She only got close to you for your Sharingan!"

"You are not worthy to mention her name." Obito's voice was terrifyingly low. He suddenly tightened the seal, and the wood release branches squeezed Black Zetsu, causing him to howl in pain.

The white zodiac creatures inside the cave were already huddled together in fear, like a group of startled white mushrooms.

They had never seen Obito like this before—cold, resolute, with a kind of obsession burning in his eyes that they could not understand.

"What...do you want..." Black Zetsu managed to squeeze out these words through his pain.

Obito stopped what he was doing, a rare emotion flashing in his exposed Sharingan eye. He looked down at the shadowy figure that had controlled him for half his life and slowly said, "Freedom."

"Freedom? For what?" Black Zetsu asked breathlessly.

Obito's gaze passed over the cavern, as if piercing through layers of rock to see a distant figure. "So that I can stand openly by her side, without having to hide anymore, without having to obey your orders to monitor and use her."

Black Zetsu stared in shock, its eyes widening. Suddenly, it understood everything. Obito's rebellion wasn't because he'd discovered the truth about the Eye of the Moon Plan, nor for the peace of the ninja world, nor even for revenge against the world that killed Rin...it was all just for a woman?

"You're insane..." Black Zetsu muttered incredulously, "betraying a thousand-year plan for such a ridiculous reason?"

Obito did not answer, but continued to reinforce the seal. His movements were skillful, obviously he had practiced countless times. Every hand seal and every seal was perfect, ensuring that this scheming man who had lived for thousands of years had no chance of escaping.

Chapter 162 Orientation

"You'll regret this..." Black Zetsu's voice trailed off, "Without me, you'd never know how to control the Ten-Tails... That woman will ruin you..."

“Compared to a life controlled by you,” Obito checked the seal one last time, stood up and looked down at Black Zetsu, “I would rather be destroyed by her.”

After saying that, he formed a hand seal with one hand, completely sealing off the Wood Release sphere.

Black Zetsu's final curse was contained within, with only faint knocking sounds remaining to prove it was still alive.

Obito let out a long sigh of relief and turned to the group of trembling White Zetsu. They immediately huddled together like frightened sheep.

"No, don't kill us!" a White Zetsu screamed. "We don't know anything!"

Obito coldly glanced at them. "I don't care about you. As long as you don't meddle, you can continue to be your idiots."

The White Zetsu nodded frantically, as if granted a pardon.

Obito took one last look at the Wood Release sphere that sealed Black Zetsu, and after confirming that it was correct, he turned and headed towards the cave exit.

The morning light shone through the curtain of water at the cave entrance, casting dappled shadows on him.

The Kamui space distorted once more, and his figure gradually disappeared. Before completely leaving, he murmured to himself, his voice so soft that only he could hear it: "Wait for me... Nagi."

The twilight in Amegakure is always tinged with a damp melancholy. Inside the Akatsuki base, dim lights cast swaying shadows on the stone walls, making the mountains of scrolls appear as silent guardians.

You lean back in your leather chair, your long fingers pressing against your temples. Intelligence documents from the five major powers are spread out on the table, the dense text twisting into irritating black worms in your eyes.

The Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan grants you extraordinary analytical abilities, but also makes long periods of reading a torment.

"A headache again?"

A cool female voice came from the side. Xiao Nan put down her pen, a hint of concern flashing in her eyes.

Today she was wearing a black robe with red clouds from the Akatsuki organization, but the neckline was lower than usual, revealing a section of her snow-white neck.

You didn't answer, but just closed your eyes and softly hummed in response. The simple syllables had a slightly nasal tone, sounding lazy and vulnerable, creating a strange contrast to your usual strong image.

As Xiao Nan stood up, she brought with her a faint scent of paper and ink. She walked around behind you, and her cool fingers gently touched your temples.

The movement was so natural, as if it had been repeated hundreds or thousands of times.

“You’re always so focused on the documents,” Konan said softly, her fingertips slowly circling, “you even forget about chakra circulation.”

Your eyelashes fluttered slightly. Xiao Nan's massage technique was exceptionally good. Her cool fingertips applied just the right amount of pressure, gradually dispelling the annoying dull pain. You relaxed your body, letting yourself sink into this moment of comfort.

Xiao Nan raised an eyebrow, her fingers sliding down your hair to behind your ear, where she gently pressed. "Aren't you going to pay me?"

It was meant as a joke, but the twilight light was too ambiguous, and your tired appearance inexplicably made me want to tease you.

You suddenly open your eyes.

Those Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan gleamed faintly in the darkness. You turned your chair around, looked up at Konan, and a half-smile played on your lips. "How about a kiss?"

Xiao Nan's fingers froze in mid-air. She thought she had misheard, until you reached out and grabbed her wrist, giving it a gentle tug.

The world spun around, and by the time Xiao Nan came to her senses, she was already sitting sideways on your lap, her back against the edge of the table.

Your arms are wrapped around her waist, not too tightly but you can't break free. Your faces are so close you can count each other's eyelashes, your breaths are intertwined, and you can't tell whose breath is hotter.

"You..." Konan's voice caught in her throat. She should push him away, she should maintain the distance that Akatsuki members should have.

But when she looked into those deep, contradictory, and beautiful Sharingan eyes, all her reason vanished.

"Your eyes are really unfair," Xiao Nan thought absentmindedly.

It seemed to be filled with the secrets of the entire world, making people want to get closer, explore, and even... become addicted.

Your other hand strokes Xiao Nan's chin, your thumb gently caressing that delicate skin, the movement slow, as if giving the prey a final chance to escape.

Xiao Nan didn't move, but her breathing became more and more rapid, and her chest heaved violently.

Their lips drew closer and closer.

Xiao Nan unconsciously closed her eyes, her heart pounding so loudly it felt like it was going to shatter her chest.

At this moment, all thoughts of Akatsuki discipline and plans vanished; all she wanted was to feel if your lips were as soft as she imagined...

"What are you doing! Huh!" The scream cleaved through the ambiguous air like a sharp sword.

Deidara stood at the doorway, his long golden hair almost standing on end in shock, his blue eyes wide open, and the clay bird in his hand molded into an unformed lump of mud.

Xiao Nan seemed to wake from a dream and struggled violently, but your arms remained unmoved, still holding her tightly in your embrace.

What's even more outrageous is that you didn't even glance back at Deidara; your gaze remained fixed on Minami's face, as if you were considering whether to continue the unfinished kiss.

"Let me go..." Xiao Nan whispered, but her voice was so soft that it had no persuasive power whatsoever.

Deidara's screams escalated, "I knew it! Hmm! I knew it was because of your sexual orientation that you wouldn't accept my clay rose! Hmm!"

He stormed in, his boots slamming heavily on the floor, making the ink bottle on the table shake.

Xiao Nan hated this clueless blond guy to death at that moment. She was less than three centimeters away from your lips, but he abruptly interrupted her!

You finally let go. Xiao Nan immediately stood up, straightening her disheveled clothes, her cheeks burning.

She dared not look at Deidara, much less at you; she could only stare at a non-existent crack in the ground, wishing she could immediately crawl into it.

"What are you doing here?" you asked calmly, as if you weren't the one who almost kissed the Akatsuki angel just now.

Deidara was enraged by this composure. He rushed up to you, his finger trembling as he pointed at you, "You...you...you!"

He stammered "you" for a long time without getting to the next sentence, his fair face turning bright red.

Artists are usually known for their wildly imaginative thinking, but at this moment they were completely unable to process the scene before them.

The person he'd liked for so long was actually with Konan... This was even more shocking than his clay explosion!

"Can't I just look for you for no reason?!" Deidara finally shouted these words, his voice so loud that it could be heard in the hallway.

You tilted your head, your black hair slipping off your shoulder. "Okay, but calm down first."

"I'm calm! Hmm!" Deidara does the most irrational thing, grabbing your collar.

He wanted to question them, but when he looked closely at those Sharingan eyes, he suddenly became speechless.

Your eyes are so beautiful...like the finest rubies, or the most dazzling flashes of light from an explosion...

This dangerous idea infuriated Deidara even more; he couldn't let himself be seduced by beauty! So he started haphazardly rummaging through your body, as if checking for some kind of evidence.

"What were you doing just now? Hmm! Do you often do this behind my back? Hmm!"

Surprisingly, you didn't resist; instead, you opened your arms and let Deidara do as he pleased.

"Are you done yet?" You suddenly reached out and poked Deidara's cheek.

This intimate gesture was like flipping a switch; Deidara froze, and the anger on his face dissipated as quickly as a punctured balloon.

He blinked, his long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

"I...I'm all better!" He released your collar and grabbed your sleeve instead, like a child begging for candy.

Xiao Nan watched in stunned silence. Deidara, who was just furious a moment ago, was tamed by you with a single move? The change was so fast that it caught everyone off guard.

What frustrated her even more was that Deidara was now completely clinging to her, showing absolutely no sign of wanting to confront her.

You gently ruffled Deidara's blond hair, the movement as soft as stroking a cat with its fur standing on end. "Good boy."