Chapter 108: The Uchiha Clan Has Reached Its Most Dangerous Moment!
Oborotsuki had expected Obito to engage him in battle, giving him the perfect chance to severely wound or even seal the man once more.
He never imagined that this time, Obito would flee without hesitation.
Caught off guard, Oborotsuki could only watch as Obito took the rampaging One-Tail Shukaku with him.
Though he felt some regret, it was already too late.
He looked down at the ruins of Sunagakure—devastated beyond recognition, littered with the corpses of sacrificed shinobi and innocent civilians caught in the crossfire.
Then he glanced at Rasa and the others rushing over from the distance. Without choosing to stay and exchange words with them, Oborotsuki activated Flying Thunder God and returned to Yekura's side.
"That guy escaped…"
"Sorry. He took the tailed beast with him."
They had been too far away—Yekura hadn't clearly seen what happened.
But upon hearing Oborotsuki's words, she showed no sign of disappointment. Instead, she let out a quiet sigh of relief.
"It's good that the enemy escaped. With Shukaku no longer rampaging, Sunagakure won't have to suffer even more destruction and loss of life…"
Oborotsuki remained silent.
He thought back to the scene of devastation he had just witnessed—bodies everywhere.
Indeed, as Yekura said, if Obito had continued controlling Shukaku to attack Sunagakure, even if Rasa and his forces eventually defeated the beast, the village would have been finished.
Its fighting strength would have been severely crippled.
A village already struggling economically would have been utterly destroyed.
But none of that concerned him anymore.
Let Rasa deal with the headache of rebuilding Sunagakure.
"Are you going to meet with Rasa?"
Oborotsuki noticed Yekura fall silent, clearly wrestling with her thoughts, and asked.
But Yekura shook her head directly.
"No need."
"There's no point adding more trouble for them."
"If I had to name one remaining grudge…"
Yekura spoke, then raised her head a little shyly to look at Oborotsuki.
"You're my man now. My lord's concubine."
"Speak freely. No need to hold back with me."
Oborotsuki stepped forward and gently pulled her into his arms.
Feeling the warmth and kindness radiating from this dominant man, Yekura almost melted on the spot.
She nodded and looked up at him:
"The daimyō of the Land of Wind…"
"It was he who ordered Lord Rasa to hand me over."
"If I want revenge, I must make the daimyō of the Land of Wind pay the price."
A resolute light flickered in Yekura's eyes.
Grievances have heads, debts have owners.
The daimyō of the Land of Wind had been oppressing Sunagakure for far too long.
He constantly used budget cuts as leverage, forcing Sunagakure to do things they didn't want to do.
The pressure wasn't borne by Rasa alone.
All his subordinates, including Yekura, had been forced to endure the constant demands from the daimyō's office.
Yekura had long felt resentment and exhaustion toward this situation.
"Fine. Let's go!"
Oborotsuki wasted no words. With a nod, he took Yekura and vanished from the spot.
…
A daimyō was, more than anything, merely a symbolic figurehead of a nation.
This status had given him the illusion that he held real power.
In truth, if Sunagakure ever wanted to rebel, overthrowing the daimyō's office would be entirely possible with their military strength.
Oborotsuki brought Yekura straight to the daimyō's residence in the Land of Wind.
Without any effort, he dealt with all the guards.
Then he left the rest to Yekura herself.
She would handle her own grudges and vendettas.
After waiting less than an hour, Yekura emerged.
In her hand was a long sword stained with fresh blood.
Yekura said nothing.
Oborotsuki asked nothing.
"Ready to go?"
He turned to look at her.
"Mm. Take me away."
Yekura nodded obediently at once.
Without another word, Oborotsuki took her and returned to Kirigakure—straight to the ANBU prison.
"I'll have to ask you to endure this for a little while longer. You'll need to stay here for some time."
"Once I finish some tasks outside, I'll personally come back to take you out."
Yekura had been slightly surprised at first.
But after hearing Oborotsuki's explanation, she very understandingly accepted it.
"Do what you need to do. I'll wait for you."
"No matter how long it takes."
Yekura looked at Oborotsuki with gentle obedience. The former distance in her eyes was gone—replaced by deep affection.
This man—she would follow him for the rest of her life.
…
Of course, Oborotsuki was heading to Konoha.
Obito had used the Sharingan to control Shukaku and wreak havoc on Sunagakure.
The fallout from this incident would, without a doubt, quickly reach Konoha.
When that happened, the already precarious situation of the Uchiha clan would only worsen.
He wasn't going there to watch the drama unfold.
He was going to meet Uchiha Mikoto.
But Oborotsuki didn't rush to show himself. First, he wandered around Konoha for a while.
Along the way, he gathered information and listened to the current reputation of the Uchiha clan among the village's ordinary residents.
As expected.
The Uchiha clan had now fallen into serious conflict with the regular villagers.
The police force's abuse of authority had completely ignited public outrage.
Now, not only were the higher-ups targeting them—even other clans and ordinary citizens wanted this clan driven out of Konoha.
However, after careful investigation and intelligence gathering, Oborotsuki still noticed some faint clues.
He realized that everything was being manipulated from behind by Obito, who used genjutsu to control certain Konoha villagers, deliberately causing friction with the Uchiha police force.
"Obito's move is truly vicious…"
"The Uchiha clan has no idea they've already fallen into a trap. If this continues, the tragedy from the original story will play out again."
After walking several rounds and fully understanding the Uchiha clan's current predicament, Oborotsuki finally left the village center and headed toward the Uchiha compound on the outskirts.
…
At this moment, inside the Uchiha clan—Fugaku's home.
Uchiha Mikoto sat with a worried frown.
Yesterday, Fugaku had gone to the Hokage's office. When he returned, he had been listless, barely eating or drinking, his face full of anxiety.
Normally, no matter what happened, her husband would always share it with her. Yet this time, he was acting completely out of character—refusing to say anything no matter how much she asked.
Fugaku's deliberate concealment made Mikoto even more anxious.
This morning, Fugaku had hurriedly left again with the police force. From their conversation, it seemed something had happened at the police headquarters.
A conflict with shinobi from the village—something serious enough that Fugaku had to go resolve it personally.
Looking at the empty room, Mikoto couldn't help thinking back to the bet she had made with that handsome man.
"Could it be… the Uchiha clan really has reached the edge of the cliff…?"
"What exactly should we do to save the Uchiha? To bring the relationship between the clan and the village back to normal…?"
While Mikoto was lost in anxious thoughts, she suddenly saw a figure flash before her eyes. Startled, she instinctively stood up and looked warily at the newcomer.
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