Naruto: Reborn as Uchiha Obito

Chapter 248 245: The Hunter of the Ōtsutsuki

Pop.The faint sound echoed through the quiet room, almost like a bottle cap being pulled free after the relentless aftermath of passion.

Obito Uchiha finally pulled himself away from Kaguya.

Drip… drip… drip…

A thick white stream spilled out endlessly, overflowing from Kaguya's swollen entrance like a dam finally bursting apart.

The contrast was incredibly indecent.

Her snow-white skin, the flushed redness around her body, and the exhausted look in her eyes made her appear utterly ruined by everything that had just happened.

"Nnngh…"

Kaguya let out a soft, unconscious sound as the tingling sensation spread through her body the moment the dam finally burst open.

Instinctively, she tried to close her legs, wanting to stop the overwhelming feeling and the warmth spilling from inside her.

But her legs had long since lost their strength.

All she could do was weakly cross them as they trembled uncontrollably, utterly incapable of stopping anything from leaking out.

Obito looked at her disheveled appearance and let out a quiet chuckle.

"So it's true after all… sometimes a completely ruined woman looks even more beautiful than a composed one."

Even though the fire inside him still hadn't fully settled, he didn't continue.

He slowly rose from the bed, leaving Kaguya behind as she lay there in a dazed state—still conscious, yet unable to fully process what had just happened.

Without another word, he made his way toward the bathroom.

His hand wrapped around the cold metal handle before pushing the door open. Barefoot and completely naked, he stepped inside with slow, unhurried movements.

Under the dim light, the muscles across his back shifted naturally as he moved, still slick with sweat. His physique looked almost unreal, every line and contour seeming sculpted with deliberate precision.

Click.

The shower turned on.

Cold water poured down over his body like rain, washing away the lingering heat as he lowered his head in silence beneath the stream.

"Life really is something, isn't it...?" Obito muttered quietly to himself as he slowly raised a hand and brushed his wet hair back.

When he first arrived in this world, he had been terrified, confused… yet excited at the same time.

Terrified because he had been thrown into a completely unfamiliar world.

Afraid because he quickly realized just how cruel reality here truly was.

And excited… because this world offered something his previous life never could.

Freedom.

Step by step, he moved forward without hesitation, doing whatever was necessary to survive and gain more power.

Countless people had lost their lives.

Countless others had their lives destroyed.

All so he could continue taking another step forward.

But even now, if someone were to ask him whether he regretted any of it…

His answer would remain the same.

He had no regrets.

This was the path he chose for himself, and in his eyes, it had been the best possible choice.

And yet…

Obito slowly lifted his head, his dark eyes meeting his own reflection in the mirror.

For the first time in a long while, he truly looked at himself.

He could see it clearly now.

The change within him.

Something he had avoided acknowledging before… but could no longer ignore.

He had changed.

The coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes were still there, but now there was something else mixed within them.

Something human.

Despite everything he had done… despite being someone stained by cruelty and bloodshed… this life had still given him things he once believed were impossible for someone like him.

Things he never expected to have.

But even so…

He could not allow himself to waver.

No matter what happened, his goals could never change.

That was the one thing Obito refused to betray.

Tap.

The sound echoed softly as he turned off the shower.

Water continued dripping down his body in silence while steam lingered faintly in the bathroom air.

Without bothering to dry himself—or even change clothes, since he hadn't brought any with him—Obito simply walked out barefoot and completely unbothered, his expression returning to its usual calm indifference.

Kaguya, who had already awakened, kept her eyes closed.

However, the faint trembling of her eyelashes gave her away.

Obito noticed, but said nothing.

He simply turned away and changed into a white shirt and black pants. The outfit was simple, yet somehow carried a calm, casual elegance on him.

The silence that followed made Kaguya Ōtsutsuki feel strangely uneasy.

Her body still felt weak and drained. In truth, she had woken up long before he returned from the shower. Even so, she had made no attempt to move.

Not because she could not.

But because, at that moment, she no longer had the will to resist.

Perhaps it was because of her helpless state.

Or perhaps she was simply too exhausted.

Memories she had buried long ago began to rise like a tide.

From the moment of her birth, Kaguya could not remember receiving even the slightest trace of warmth from anyone.

The first time she held her two children, she had felt something different.

Something close to warmth.

But even that did not last.

If she had truly never loved them, even in her own twisted way, then there would have been no reason for her to shed tears because of them.

Her desire for control, her twisted affection, her fear of betrayal—all of it came from the same place.

A complete lack of security.

She had always lived on edge, fearing that the Ōtsutsuki clan would one day send someone after her.

She had even created the White Zetsu army.

Even though, in truth, they would never have been enough to stop the clan, their sheer numbers had still given her a fragile sense of reassurance.

But none of it had mattered.

In the end, Kaguya was still alone.

With no one to rely on.

No one she could trust with her back.

"…Your name?"

The words slipped from her lips before she could stop them.

Kaguya's eyes opened slightly, a faint trace of confusion passing through them as she realized she had spoken aloud.

Obito, who had been adjusting his hair in front of the mirror, paused briefly.

After giving it one final touch, he glanced back at her with a faint smile.

"Oh? Are you curious about me now?"

Kaguya remained silent.

Her pale eyes simply watched him quietly without answering.

Seeing that, Obito also fell silent for a moment. Just when Kaguya thought he had no intention of replying, his voice echoed calmly through the room.

"Since you asked so politely, I'll tell you."

He turned around fully, his eyes meeting hers directly.

"Listen carefully, Kaguya… and remember it well for the days to come."

A slight pause followed.

Then...

"I'm Obito Ōtsutsu—"

He stopped midway and suddenly clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"No… forget that."

A faint smirk appeared on his face.

"I'm Uchiha Obito."

Even now, despite possessing the blood of the Ōtsutsuki flowing through his veins, Obito still considered himself an Uchiha above all else.

"…Uchiha?"

Kaguya's expression finally changed.

Her eyes trembled slightly as disbelief surfaced within them.

The man standing before her was undeniably a pure Ōtsutsuki.

No matter how she sensed him, there was no mistake.

So what was he saying?

No…

That should have been impossible.

Unless–

A terrifying thought suddenly appeared in her mind.

For a brief moment, even Kaguya herself found it difficult to believe.

Because such a thing had never existed before.

Or perhaps… it was something that should never have been possible to begin with.

Seeing the shock on her face, Obito's smile deepened slightly.

"Judging by that expression, it seems you've already figured it out."

His tone carried a strange casualness, as though he were speaking about something completely ordinary.

"Not too long ago, I wasn't an Ōtsutsuki."

Then, with a calm smile that made Kaguya's spine turn cold, he continued:

"I became one."

A brief pause followed before he added lightly—

"After all… I ate one."

The atmosphere instantly grew silent.

Kaguya stared at him as if she were looking at some unimaginable monster.

An anomaly.

A being that should not exist within this world.

For the first time in a very long while…

Kaguya Ōtsutsuki felt genuine fear.

Then she saw him begin walking toward her.

Tap.

Tap.

Each slow footstep made her heartbeat grow faster.

Her weakened body instinctively tensed.

If he truly possessed the ability to devour an Ōtsutsuki…

Then what was stopping him from doing the same to her?

'…So in the end, I still could not escape fate.'

Kaguya bit down lightly on her lip before slowly closing her eyes as his hand reached toward her.

Awaiting whatever cruel end might come next.

But instead

"What are you thinking about?"

Obito's amused voice reached her ears.

"You're trembling all over."

His hand rested gently atop her head before casually stroking through her long white hair.

Then, with mock confusion, he added:

"What is this? Are you in heat or something?"

"…Huh?"

Kaguya slowly opened her eyes, clearly caught off guard.

She had already prepared herself for the same fate as the fellow clansman he had spoken about.

Yet instead of pain or death, all she felt was the gentle movement of his fingers running through her hair.

Her pale eyes blinked at him with visible nervousness.

Obito raised an eyebrow slightly.

"I asked if you were in heat."

"N-No…"

Kaguya instinctively denied it, her voice lacking its usual cold authority.

"I merely thought…"

Obito looked at her quietly.

"What did you think?"

Kaguya's lips parted slightly before closing again.

After a brief silence, she lowered her gaze.

"…Nothing."

The Rabbit Goddess actually looked somewhat hesitant.

Then, in a quieter voice, she added:

"…I apologize."

The words sounded unfamiliar even to herself.

After all, apologizing was not something Kaguya Ōtsutsuki had ever truly done before.

But realizing that Obito had no intention of killing her caused the tension in her body to ease slightly.

At the very least…

For now, she was safe.

Seeing her unexpectedly obedient behavior, Obito narrowed his eyes slightly in satisfaction.

But this was still not the end.

There was one final thing he needed to do.

After a brief silence, Obito spoke calmly.

"Do you want to live?"

Kaguya's body stiffened slightly.

"If you still hold any attachment to this world…" Obito slowly extended his hand toward her. "Then take my hand and accept everything I offer you."

The atmosphere became quiet once more.

After a moment, Kaguya finally spoke in a low voice.

"…If I need your help… would you truly protect me?"

She did not answer him directly.

Instead, she asked a question of her own.

At that moment, Obito could see countless complicated emotions hidden within those pale eyes.

Confusion. Fear. Hesitation.

And perhaps… a faint trace of hope.

He naturally understood why.

With the abilities he possessed now, creating a soul contract was not difficult for him.

Similar to the power of the Shinigami and the Dead Demon Consuming Seal, a contract tied directly to the soul could not be easily broken.

Whether it was sealing, dividing souls, binding lives, or enforcing absolute conditions—

None of it was impossible for him anymore.

And if Kaguya accepted such a contract, then from that moment onward, betrayal would become impossible unless Obito himself died first.

"As long as you accept this contract," Obito said calmly, "then naturally, protecting you becomes my responsibility as well."

His voice remained steady and serious.

"You can sense it, can't you? This condition binds me too."

Obito could have forced her obedience if he truly wanted to.

But there was no need for that.

Since he intended to keep her alive regardless, allowing her to accept willingly was a far better option.

At the very least, it would give her something she had likely never possessed before.

A sense of security.

Kaguya slowly raised her head.

For once, the distant and godlike composure on her face had completely faded.

"…Do you truly see value in someone like me?"

Her voice sounded quiet and uncertain.

"…Would you really allow me to live?"

It was an incredibly vulnerable question.

One that felt completely out of character for the Rabbit Goddess.

But perhaps, at this moment, Kaguya was more defenseless than she had ever been in her entire life.

Obito looked directly into her eyes before replying calmly:

"As long as people continue living, they can eventually find the meaning of their existence."

"Death is simple."

"But living… that is the difficult part."

His voice remained quiet, yet every word echoed clearly within Kaguya's mind.

"Only by continuing to live can someone experience the things this world still has to offer."

Then he extended his hand toward her once more.

"So tell me, Kaguya…"

"Do you want to live?"

At that moment, everything else around her seemed to fade away.

Kaguya stared blankly at the hand reaching out toward her.

She understood it instinctively.

If she refused this hand…

Then what awaited her in the end would only be destruction.

After struggling for so long… after sacrificing so much… if she simply disappeared like that, then wouldn't everything she endured become meaningless?

Kaguya bit down tightly on her lip.

Her body trembled faintly.

Then, without realizing it herself, tears slowly began falling from her pale eyes.

Because these were perhaps the gentlest words anyone had ever spoken to her since the day she became aware of the world.

Then, slowly, Kaguya raised her pale hand and placed it into Obito's outstretched one.

The moment their hands touched, she tightened her grip slightly.

A deep purple light suddenly flickered into existence, silently enveloping both of them.

The air itself seemed to tremble faintly as the contract took form.

After several moments, the glow gradually faded away.

Kaguya remained sitting there quietly, almost absentmindedly staring at their joined hands.

Then, little by little, the tension in her shoulders loosened.

She felt a faint sense of relief.

How ironic.

To feel freedom in the form of chains.

The thought made Kaguya lower her gaze slightly.

After a long silence, she finally spoke.

"…I hope you never come to regret this decision, Uchiha Obito."

Her voice carried an unusual seriousness.

"Choosing to stand beside me will never be pleasant."

"The Ōtsutsuki clan will hunt us relentlessly. Even if we flee to the farthest corners of the universe, they will still continue searching for you."

"It doesn't matter."

Kaguya blinked slightly.

"…Huh?"

Obito casually pulled his hand away before turning his back toward her.

Now that there was no longer any need to hide himself, the oppressive confidence surrounding him became even clearer.

"Seems like you've misunderstood something."

His calm voice echoed through the room.

"Why would I run?"

"Why would I hide?"

A faint smirk slowly appeared on his face.

"No…"

"It's them who should be thinking about those things."

The wind drifting in through the open window gently ruffled his white hair while sunlight illuminated the fearless smile on his face.

At that moment, he looked less like prey…

And more like a predator standing at the top of the food chain.

"I'll be the hunter in this game."

"Not the one being hunted."

Kaguya silently stared at his back.

For a brief moment, even her thoughts paused.

Snap.

With a simple snap of his fingers, a neatly folded set of clothes suddenly appeared in Kaguya's hands.

Before she could even question it, Obito spoke again in a calm yet commanding tone.

"Go clean yourself up."

He glanced at her from the corner of his eye.

"After that…"

A dangerous smile slowly formed on his face.

"We'll begin our first hunt."

Then his gaze settled on her meaningfully.

"And maybe along the way…"

"We can fix that overly timid personality of yours too."

Kaguya's expression twitched slightly.

A faint trace of irritation finally surfaced on her usually emotionless face after hearing Obito casually call her timid.

She instinctively wanted to argue back.

She was not a coward.

She had merely been cautious.

The Ōtsutsuki clan was far too terrifying for anyone to underestimate lightly.

But before she could even speak–

Space distorted.

In the next instant, Kaguya's figure disappeared from the room entirely and reappeared inside the bathroom.

"…!"

Kaguya blinked once in slight disbelief.

He had sent her away before she even had the chance to respond.

That man was truly starting to treat her however he pleased.

A faint feeling of indignation rose within her chest.

'I agreed too easily…'

Kaguya silently grumbled inwardly while standing beneath the shower.

Soon, warm water began cascading down her body, washing away the lingering exhaustion and stickiness clinging to her skin.

And also, the main reason she chose to shower immediately wasn't because she was afraid of him.

Kaguya slowly lowered her gaze as the water streamed across her pale skin.

She simply wanted to wash away the traces he had left behind on her body.

…That was all.

At least, that was what she kept telling herself.

....

After all this time… the ability to travel across infinite possibilities had finally appeared, huh?

It could certainly become useful. A final escape route… a backup plan in case everything failed.

Obito leaned back quietly while waiting for Kaguya to finish showering.

After his evolution, it wasn't only him who had awakened countless terrifying abilities. Even the Devouring Coffin—his greatest reliance—seemed to have undergone a strange transformation.

Now, whenever he focused his consciousness inside it, he could see countless tiny bubble-like shapes floating within an endless dark void.

The space resembled a silent universe illuminated by trillions… perhaps even infinite… shimmering bubbles.

At first, he couldn't understand what they were.

But after experimenting for a while, he finally realized the truth.

Worlds.

Those bubbles were worlds completely disconnected from his own reality.

In other words…

Different universes entirely.

Different realities beyond the Naruto world.

When he first discovered it, excitement naturally surged through him.

But after receiving feedback from the Devouring Coffin itself, his enthusiasm quickly cooled.

He could see those worlds…

But he still couldn't travel to them yet.

Every bubble remained colorless—nothing more than black-and-white outlines suspended in darkness.

Still, Obito understood the meaning behind it.

Once he reached the "end" of this world… the bubbles would fully awaken.

Perhaps after the fate of the Naruto world completely concluded.

Perhaps after the Boruto era arrived naturally.

Or perhaps…

After he forcefully crushed every obstacle ahead of time and brought the entire story to its conclusion himself.

Obito preferred the third option.

He would wait… and attack at the same time.

Other realities were undoubtedly tempting, but blindly stepping into unknown worlds without preparation would be suicide.

If he randomly chose a bubble after finishing everything here and ended up in the world of Dragon Ball…

Or worse–

Directly inside Zeno's palace…

Obito already knew what kind of ending awaited him.

There was also the possibility of landing inside the world of Bleach or even more dangerous realities.

Without absolute preparation and overwhelming power, he had no intention of taking that risk.

Obito slowly stopped his train of thought before casually picking up the book he had been reading.

After a while…

Tap… Tap…

Hearing approaching footsteps, Obito closed the book in his hand.

The title written across the cover was:

"I Died Over a Million Times but Still Couldn't Stop Gooning."

"…What a masterpiece," he muttered.

Raising his gaze, Obito looked toward Kaguya and smiled faintly.

"Well, would you look at that… You look stunning, Kaguya. Seems my taste is still flawless as ever."

"…Thank you."

Kaguya answered softly, her tone carrying both surprise and quiet relief.

The reason was obvious.

The dress she wore now was vastly different from before.

It was a simple yet elegant dark-blue dress that covered most of her body while naturally emphasizing her graceful figure. Rather than provocative, it gave off the feeling of a mature and gentle woman.

"You look surprised," Obito noted while crossing his legs. "Don't you like it? Or do you prefer the previous outfit?"

"No… It's merely that I was surprised that…"

"That?"

Obito narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Stop pausing halfway through your sentences. I dislike that habit. Fix it."

"…"

You really are demanding.

Kaguya kept the thought to herself.

"…It looked less vulgar than before," she admitted in one breath after noticing his gaze sharpen further. "So it surprised me."

"Hm~"

Obito's lips curved upward teasingly.

"So I was right. You actually liked the previous one."

"…I did not."

"What a stubborn rabbit."

Before Kaguya could respond again, Obito stood up and walked directly toward her.

Her body instinctively stiffened the moment he stopped in front of her.

Slowly, he reached out and took her hand.

Their fingers interlocked naturally.

Kaguya's body trembled faintly at the contact.

"Outfits like that…"

Obito lowered his gaze toward her.

"…are something only I get to see."

His thumb gently brushed across the back of her hand.

"Do you understand?"

"…"

"I understand."

Kaguya nodded somewhat stiffly.

Although her expression remained as cold and unreadable as ever, the neck partially hidden beneath her pale hair had already turned faintly red.

She was nowhere near as calm as she appeared.

For some reason, her heartbeat had begun accelerating uncontrollably, and more than anything else, she wanted to stop it before the shameless man beside her noticed.

"It's good that you understand."

Obito chuckled softly, clearly noticing every little reaction she believed she had hidden perfectly.

Leaning slightly closer, he spoke beside her ear in a low voice.

"Now then… let's leave. We're about to meet one of your old acquaintances, after all."

Kaguya felt the warmth of his breath brush lightly against her ear, causing her fingers to tense slightly.

But her attention quickly shifted toward his earlier words instead.

'An acquaintance…?'

For a brief moment, nervousness surfaced within her heart.

Yet beneath it…

There was also a darker emotion... cold anticipation for revenge.

With those thoughts lingering in her mind, both of them vanished from the room instantly.

The quiet chamber fell silent once more.

Only the soft wind remained, drifting through the slightly open window and sweeping across the manga Obito had left behind.

Its pages fluttered wildly beneath the breeze until they stopped at a particular illustration.

A lone boy stood atop a towering mountain beneath an endless blue sky.

His arms were spread wide, almost as if he wished to embrace the heavens themselves.

But then...

A loose brush nearby was pushed by the wind.

The black ink dragged violently across the page.

A long dark stroke split across the boy's face… and continued downward through his entire body.

…..

In another dimension, a man sat elegantly with a wine glass in hand, gently swirling the crimson liquid before taking a slow sip.

He was tall and slender, with a pale complexion, a shaved head, and a long black ponytail trailing behind him. His brow ridges were prominent, his eyes pitch-black.

Beneath his left eye was a "Ⅳ" tattoo. A diamond-shaped Kāma mark rested on his chin. His nails were painted black, and several red earrings hung from his ears.

He wore a white robe marked with black vertical lines and red accents.

His name was Jigen.

Or rather… the one who had once been known as Ōtsutsuki Isshiki.

"Another failure…"

His voice was calm, yet irritation flickered faintly in his eyes.

"How much longer will it take before I can finally leave this damned body?"

Isshiki's gaze shifted toward the dead scientists scattered across the laboratory. Their bodies had been pierced through by black rods, nailed in place like discarded insects.

Much of the equipment had been destroyed as well. Broken machines sparked faintly, shattered glass littered the floor, and several containers holding experimental bodies—young children—had been cracked open or ruined in his anger.

"Tch."

Isshiki clicked his tongue softly.

"It seems I'll have to trouble myself again. Should I try approaching it from another angle this time…?"

Just as he was about to reconsider his method—

Space suddenly twisted.

A vortex opened in the air, distorting the room around it.

Isshiki's expression changed slightly.

The hand holding his wine glass paused.

In the next instant, the glass vanished—shrunk out of sight by his power.

He rose from his chair, his black eyes fixed on the portal.

From within the vortex, a foot stepped forward.

Then, a man walked out.

Isshiki narrowed his eyes.

He was surprised, but not afraid.

There were very few beings in existence who could make him feel fear.

However, the moment he sensed the man's chakra—

His brows furrowed.

'Another one of my kind?'

And not just any Ōtsutsuki.

The power radiating from those dōjutsu was unmistakable. Even from a distance, Isshiki could tell this man was no weakling.

But his memories contained no information about him.

'Someone I don't know? With eyes like those… that should be impossible.'

For a brief moment, only one explanation came to mind.

'A new generation, perhaps?'

But Isshiki immediately dismissed that thought.

Because something even more unbelievable appeared before him.

Behind the man, a woman stepped out of the portal.

She wore an elegant, modern dark-blue dress. Her long white hair flowed behind her, adorned with a purple floral hairpin.

She moved to the man's side and quietly looked toward Isshiki.

The moment Isshiki saw her–

His calm expression shattered.

"You…"

His teeth clenched.

"Kaguya!!!"

The hatred in his voice was almost tangible.

Isshiki raised his hand toward the woman he despised to the core, intending to impale her with his black rods.

Yet...

"Fūsa."

A calm voice sounded.

Isshiki's expression froze, his eyes widening in bafflement.

He couldn't use Sukunahikona.

"…What?"

Geniune confusion crossed his face.

"Isshiki…"

Kaguya's voice was low, but it still reached his ears clearly.

"So you really are alive."

"Kaguya…"

Isshiki ground his teeth together, his expression twisting with murderous rage. For a moment, he looked as though he wanted to tear her apart with his bare hands.

But soon, he forced himself to calm down.

His gaze shifted back to the man beside her.

This time, his eyes narrowed sharply.

"Shinjutsu…"

Shock and disbelief flickered in his pupils.

"And a powerful one at that. To think it could prevent me from using my own…"

Where had this man come from?

And why was he standing beside Kaguya?

Isshiki knew Kaguya had been sealed away.

That meant this man had not only released her, but had also brought her here to him.

His eyes darkened, because there was only one meaning behind it: they had come for his life and more than that, they intended to use him as a sacrifice for the Ten-Tails.

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