Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master

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She opened her mouth, and weakly said, "It's not like that...no..."

However, she had no intention of defending herself; she simply murmured to herself, as if denying everything she had seen.

Orochimaru! Calm down—

Jiraiya then belatedly realized that he had been so busy comforting Tsunade that he had left Orochimaru, who had come with him, standing aside.

"Listen to me! It's really not what you think! Nawaki really—"

"Shut up!"

Orochimaru interrupted Jiraiya sharply, his voice chilling, "A boy, right under the noses of two ANBU in the Hokage's mansion, just vanished into thin air? Do you think I'd believe such a clumsy lie!?"

Orochimaru suddenly flicked his sleeve.

"Jiraiya, you just wait! I will not let this go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around abruptly and strode out of the courtyard.

"Orochimaru! Don't go!" Jiraiya shouted, reaching out his hand to try to stop him.

However, Orochimaru completely ignored him and left in a flash without looking back.

The courtyard returned to a deathly silence.

Jiraiya stood there, stunned, one hand still outstretched, unable to lower it for a long time.

The three legendary ninjas reunited.

On one side is Orochimaru, who leaves in anger, and on the other side is Tsunade, who is suffering a mental breakdown.

Jiraiya stood frozen in place, as if he had returned to that rainy night, a sense of powerlessness washing over him.

Chapter 232 Danzo: He just loves treating monkeys like babies

Outside Konoha Village.

Hidden among the dense foliage of a large tree, a concealed figure stands.

Obito stood on a thick tree branch, watching Jiraiya and Tsunade's direction with an enigmatic smile on his lips. He quietly observed the departing figures of his targets, while his mind raced with calculations.

"The person from the dream has come to reality... but only for a day? That's too short!"

Obito narrowed his eyes, but he wasn't worried.

He has had many experiences in this dream world.

These experiences all prove one fact.

The influence of the dream world on reality is constantly expanding.

Whether it's the number of people drawn into the dream or the area covered by the dream, all the evidence indicates that the mysterious dream world is evolving and growing at an astonishing rate.

In Obito's view, it was only a matter of time before the people in his dreams came to life!

Thinking of this, a burning light flashed in his single eye, and his breathing became slightly rapid.

Some things...

Perhaps we really can reclaim it through this dream world...

Obito slowly extended his right hand, spreading his five fingers as if trying to grasp some illusory phantom.

Suddenly, he clenched his fist, and the burning passion in his eyes turned into a cold, resolute determination.

He had waited far too long.

In a daze, the bloody scene from that rainy night several years ago resurfaced in his mind.

His most cherished girl lay in a pool of blood, her eyes wide open. Her once bright eyes gradually lost focus, and her smile was forever frozen on her face.

In that instant, Obito felt as if the whole world was collapsing.

An indescribable despair, anger, and pain overwhelmed him like a flood that had burst its banks.

Just as Obito was feeling agitated, a soft whooshing sound came from behind him.

"Shh-"

The branch suddenly shook, startling several wild birds perched on it into flight.

Obito's pupils contracted, and his body instantly froze.

A familiar presence appeared behind me!

"Obito! It really was you!"

Familiar voices rang out almost simultaneously, their tone carrying complex emotions.

Obito's body trembled, but he quickly frowned, his eyes regaining their cold indifference.

He turned around abruptly and saw a silver-haired figure perched on a tree branch not far behind him.

The newcomer lifted his forehead guard high, revealing a scarlet Sharingan eye. The three tomoe in the eye spun rapidly as he stared intently at Obito.

Obito narrowed his one eye, his face suddenly darkening: "What bad luck!"

He clicked his tongue, unwilling to get entangled with Kakashi.

A spiral vortex appeared out of nowhere and enveloped him completely.

In the blink of an eye, Obito's figure vanished without a trace before Kakashi's eyes!

The turbulent air currents swept down leaves, which swirled and drifted down through the air.

"etc……!"

"hateful!"

Kakashi watched helplessly as Obito slipped away from him once again, his fist clenching in resentment before quickly and helplessly relaxing.

For some time now, he has been diligently practicing the control of Shenwei.

As he becomes more familiar with the power of these Sharingan, he is now quite sensitive to the fluctuations of Kamui.

That's why he was able to keenly detect the faint spatial fluctuations left behind when Obito activated Kamui and track them all the way here.

As it turned out, he was on the right track.

But... Obito didn't say a word and just left.

Kakashi slowly lowered his eyes and gently touched the scar on his left eye.

Those eyes that once belonged to Obito now lay quietly in their sockets.

After a long while, Kakashi exhaled a long breath, and his gaze became resolute again.

He looked up into the depths of the dense forest, as if he could see that long-vanished figure through the layers of branches and leaves.

"Obito... one day, I will catch up with you."

Kakashi made a silent vow in his heart.

After saying that, he took one last look at the bare treetop, then vanished into the shadows of the forest.

……

Time flies, and night falls.

Inside the dungeon of Konoha Village.

Danzo lay down on the bed with a feeling of unease.

He was eager to know how Kakashi's dream was going, and how his scheme was progressing.

But yesterday's dream was just...

Uchiha Izuna's words, in particular, stirred up an uncontrollable wave in his heart.

"I wonder if it will happen again tonight..."

Danzo muttered something to himself and slowly closed his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, when Danzo opened his eyes again, the scene before him had completely changed.

Konoha Village, training ground.

Under the sunlight, he heard heavy counting coming from not far away, clearly indicating that someone was doing their morning exercise earlier than him.

He still has the same physique and attire as when he was a teenager.

Danzo stretched his limbs slightly and couldn't help but reveal a smug smile.

A long-lost youthful vitality surged within him, and the feeling of power made Danzo squint his eyes in comfort.

His once aging and sluggish body became light and agile again, which both shocked and excited him.

Sure enough, here we go again!

He quickly calmed down and turned his attention to the training field.

At this moment, besides him, there were two other familiar figures on the training ground, which made Danzo pause in surprise.

"mirror?"

Uchiha Kagami was sitting on a bench by the field, wiping the fine beads of sweat from his forehead while looking at the center of the field with great interest.

In the center of the training field, Hiruzen Sarutobi was gritting his teeth and persevering with his physical training.

He was shirtless, his youthful muscles already quite defined, and at this moment, veins were bulging on his forehead, and large beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, yet he continued to do push-ups tirelessly.

Clearly, yesterday's crushing defeat did not deter him; on the contrary, it spurred him to devote himself even more desperately to cultivation.

Danzo looked at Hiruzen Sarutobi's strained yet stubborn appearance and snorted disdainfully.

This kid... he won't shed a tear until he sees the coffin!

Do you think you can catch up with me after just one day of hard training?

Danzo sneered inwardly and stepped into the training ground.

"Hey! Monkey, you're practicing really hard!"

Danzo crossed his arms and shouted playfully at Hiruzen Sarutobi, who was not far away.

"But just burying yourself in practice like this won't do any good. How about I practice with you again?"