This man, known as the legendary Kakashi of the Sharingan, Hatake Kakashi,
Was always a rather lazy person.
If it weren't for hearing that name, he rarely had moments of such intense emotional fluctuation.
Because that name,
Almost represented one of his most painful memories.
Kyo naturally knew this, which is why he chose to use this as a breakthrough point.
He looked at Kakashi and continued with a smile:
"Kakashi-senpai, all you have to do is give me the book in your hand."
"Then I'll tell you some information you want to know, for example, about his new identity and such."
"..."
After a long silence,
Kakashi's expression slowly began to recover from its state of utter shock.
But he still stared intently at Kyo, gritting his teeth slightly, and said in a low voice:
"I... don't even know your identity or purpose."
"How can I trust your information?"
Hearing this,
Kyo tilted his head slightly, smiled, and said:
"You don't trust me?"
"Well then, goodbye!"
Saying this, Kyo stood up directly, stuffed his hands in his pockets, and turned to leave.
"...???"
Seeing this scene, Kakashi was dumbfounded.
'What the hell?!'
'Who negotiates terms like that?!'
'You can't even persist for a little bit?!'
"Tch!"
After hesitating for just a brief moment,
Kakashi clicked his tongue, finally stood up, and quickly said in a low voice:
"Wait!"
As the words fell,
Kyo, with his back to Kakashi, stopped in his tracks, a knowing smile appearing on his face. He then turned around and said with a grin:
"What's the matter, Kakashi-senpai? Changed your mind?"
"..."
Kakashi didn't speak. After a reluctant glance at the "Icha-Icha Paradise" in his hand, he closed the book and tossed it over.
Smack.
The yellow book traced a parabolic arc through the air and landed accurately in Kyo's hands.
A satisfied smile immediately appeared on Kyo's face.
'Got it!'
[Ding! Congratulations host, side mission completed!]
[Collected one copy of Jiraiya's book "Icha-Icha Paradise" (1/1), completed! Reward: Spiritual Pressure +1000!]
The notification sound came instantly, and Kyo immediately felt a faint increase in his internal Spiritual Energy.
"Talk..."
"About the 'information' you mentioned."
Kakashi sat back down, trying to act calm.
However,
There was a slight tremor in his voice.
It had been several years since he had heard the name "Obito" from someone else's mouth.
In all of Konoha,
Throughout the entire Uchiha Clan,
It seemed everyone had long forgotten the dead-last who died in the war.
But Kakashi would not forget.
Starting from the Kannabi Bridge, he had always remembered everything about Obito.
And this Sharingan in his eye socket was the final gift Obito had left him.
Therefore, even though he completely distrusted this brown-haired, golden-eyed young man, he still wanted to hear what kind of information there could be.
Having this obsession was probably because,
Compared to death,
He was more willing to believe... in the fact that Obito was alive.
He had already lost everything important around him: his father, his teacher, Rin...
If Obito was still alive,
No matter what, Kakashi had to find him!
"..."
Seeing Kakashi's serious expression, Kyo's mind stirred slightly.
However, he did not sit back down. Instead, he smiled and said:
"What I have to say might be completely different from what Kakashi-senpai expects, so—"
"Please don't be too shocked."
"..."
Kakashi's gaze dropped slightly, and he nodded faintly, saying nothing.
Kyo, with a smile on his face, spoke unhurriedly:
"As I said before—"
"Your precious person, Uchiha Obito, actually didn't die back in the Kannabi Bridge battle. Instead, he was saved by a kind old man."
"Afterwards, under this old man's careful guidance and brainwashing, he survived with a new identity and appearance."
"So, if one day in the future,"
"You see a man somewhere wearing an orange spiral mask, a red cloud black robe, and calling himself 'Uchiha Madara'."
"Then, don't hesitate—"
"Try aiming a Raikiri directly at his face."
"Because, after shattering that mask, you'll probably see... a familiar face."
By the end, Kyo's smile grew deeper.
"That's all the information I have. Well then, farewell, Fifty-Fifty Kakashi."
As the words fell,
Kyo raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Snap.
The instant the snap sounded, Kyo's figure turned into an afterimage and directly vanished from the noodle shop's hall.
But Kakashi, still seated, was frozen solid.
His eyes were wide, his pupils contracted to their smallest, his heart seemingly stopped beating!
Although he didn't know why this young man had called him Fifty-Fifty Kakashi, there was no doubt—
These words were like a thunderbolt out of a clear sky for him!
...
A moment later.
On the street outside the noodle shop.
Kyo walked forward, slowly flipping through a yellow book, a satisfied smile on his face.
'Hmm.'
'Today, I did a good deed.'
'The light of justice shines upon the land of the Shinobi World—'