Traveling through Naruto, I am Uchiha Obito?

As soon as he finished speaking, Orochimaru's body seemed to merge into the ground, eventually turning into a wisp of white smoke and a puddle of inconspicuous soil—the Earth Clone!

The original body had already vanished without a trace. Only the lingering chill of chakra in the air and the malicious words of "expectation" proved that the thrilling sneak attack and counterattack were not an illusion.

The streets fell silent again, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind.

Rubik's Cube didn't immediately lower his guard. His sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, confirming that Orochimaru's presence had completely vanished. Only then did he relax slightly and turn to look at Momono.

"Are you alright?" he asked in a deep voice.

Momono, clutching her still violently heaving chest, could still feel the chilling approach of the snake's fangs on her neck, and nodded with lingering fear.

She looked at the back of the figure blocking her way, her eyes filled with complex emotions. The image of Orochimaru being sent flying by that punch was deeply etched in her mind.

"No...it's okay."

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her turbulent blood and emotions, her voice still trembling slightly.

"Thank you, Rubik's Cube."

She knew that if it weren't for the Rubik's Cube's astonishing anticipation and speed, she would already be dead.

The Rubik's Cube looked into her eyes, choosing not to comfort her. He remained silent for a moment, then slowly uttered a few words that echoed through the empty street:

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

……

Momonogi's House

"Go take a shower and relax." Rubik's Cube's voice was deep and gentle, carrying an undeniable warmth. He gently nudged Momono's shoulder.

Momono didn't look at him, but silently nodded, like a soulless doll, dragging her heavy steps towards the bathroom. The warm water washed over her body, but it couldn't wash away the chill in her heart or Orochimaru's words.

After a long while, the bathroom door was opened. Momonogi had changed into a plain white loungewear set, her wet hair clinging to her pale cheeks, making her appear even more fragile.

She didn't go back to her room, but went straight to the living room and sat down next to the Rubik's Cube without saying a word. The curtains in the living room were tightly closed, and only a dim yellow wall lamp was on, the light soft but unable to dispel the heavy atmosphere in the room.

She turned her body slightly and gently rested her head on Rubik's Cube's shoulder. This gesture carried a sense of dependence and a cautious, tentative approach.

"...Are you angry?"

Her voice was very soft, slightly hoarse from being moistened by water, almost melting into the silence.

The Rubik's Cube didn't answer immediately; he could feel the cool weight and slight trembling on his shoulder. He remained silent for a few seconds before slowly speaking, his voice low and firm: "Yes."

"Why?" Momono asked, her tone devoid of grievance, only a numb calmness.

Rubik's Cube tilted its head slightly, its chin almost touching the top of her soft hair, a faint scent of soap mixed with her own fragrance lingering at the tip of its nose.

"You don't value your own life at all."

His tone carried a hint of barely suppressed anger.

"You chose to commit suicide when Orochimaru attacked you? Putting aside whether he intended to kill you, you didn't even put up a fight? Did you really not want to live?"

Before his eyes, he seemed to see his mother's pale face, yet she tried to smile, on her sickbed, before finally closing her eyes forever. That was the first time he felt how deeply the passing of life could be etched into his memory.

"Living... living is more important than anything else, Momonogi."

His voice carried a heavy weight of experience, each word striking a chord in Momono's heart.

"Only by living can we have hope, a future, protect what we want to protect, and... make the deceased less regretful."

Momono leaned on his shoulder, listening quietly. After a long while, she moved very slightly, almost imperceptibly, and let out a barely audible, bitter and self-deprecating laugh.

“…Rubik’s Cube.” Her voice was still soft, but it carried a strange warmth. “You really don’t seem like a ninja at all.”

Sensing the complex emotions in her words, Rubik's Cube twitched at the corner of his mouth: "I wasn't originally a ninja from Konoha."

He was just a traveler who was temporarily staying in search of something.

She remained silent for a long time, so long that Rubik's Cube thought she wouldn't speak again. Finally, her low voice broke through the silence, carrying a deep-seated sorrow:

“Once upon a time… there was someone who told me to cherish life.” Her voice began to tremble. “That person… was my father.”

The Rubik's Cube stiffened almost imperceptibly.

"He...he discovered that Lord Danzo had sent my mother to Orochimaru, and she became...became a test subject..."

Momono's voice was broken and fragmented, each word seeming to be forced out of her throat, filled with bloody pain.

“He rebelled… for his mother, and for… for my future… and then…”

She choked up, the immense pain preventing her from continuing, but the answer was self-evident.

"...He was executed right before my eyes."

The last few words were as light as a feather falling to the ground, yet weighed down by more than a thousand pounds, making it hard to breathe.

She took a deep breath, as if using all her strength, and uttered that difficult decision:

"I'm abandoning the mission. You...you should leave Konoha right now! Leave before Danzo loses faith in me! Please!"

Her voice was filled with genuine fear, and the Rubik's Cube knew that the girl named Senju Momonogi had returned.

The Rubik's Cube did not answer her request.

He simply gazed silently at her tear-streaked face, her eyes, brimming with tears and filled with pleading, as beautiful as shattered glass.

He reached out and gently, very slowly, wiped away the hot tears from her cheeks with his fingertips. His fingertips were calloused and rough, yet exceptionally warm.

Then, he cupped her chin in his hand and lifted her face with a slight force, forcing her tear-filled eyes to look directly into his deep gaze.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Momono forgot to cry, forgot her fear, and just stared blankly at his face so close to hers, his deep eyes churning with complex and intense emotions she couldn't understand.

The next moment, Rubik's Cube lowered its head and kissed her cold, red lips, which were trembling slightly from crying.

"Mmm..." Momono's pupils dilated instantly, her mind went blank. The sudden touch was warm and soft, with a strange, heart-pounding aggressiveness that instantly dispelled all her thoughts, leaving only the sensation on her lips.

Just as she was too shocked to react, the Rubik's Cube went a step further, its tongue, with an irresistible force, easily pried open her slightly parted teeth in astonishment and explored that warm territory that no one had ever set foot in before.

It was a deep, possessive kiss, mingled with the saltiness of tears and her crisp scent, like a raging torrent that instantly overwhelmed her. It brutally interrupted all her self-destructive declarations of sacrifice, announcing his decision in the most primal and direct way.

This kiss contained no passionate teasing, but was filled with complex emotions that were difficult to describe.

The pale yellow light shone on the two people embracing, casting long shadows on the ground. Only suppressed breathing and the faint, heart-stopping sounds between their lips filled the room.

Momonogi's stiff body finally softened little by little in the strong yet gentle embrace of the Rubik's Cube and in this deep kiss. Her taut nerves seemed to be overwhelmed by this sudden torrent, leaving only a blankness filled with a strange tremor.

Before her consciousness faded, Momono vaguely sensed that the seal of tongue-torn kin, which had followed her since childhood, seemed to have disappeared.

Everything that followed seemed to proceed naturally, and neither of them showed any sign of stopping...

That day, the Rubik's Cube did not return to Naruto's house.

Chapter 34: Was I really born myself?

Chapter 34: Was I really born myself?

The first rays of dawn shone through the thin curtains onto the disheveled bed.

Rubik's Cube had already woken up, his arm slightly numb from being used as a pillow by Momono, but he didn't move. The person in his arms was incredibly soft, her slender body seemingly having a cool, jade-like touch, pressed tightly against his warm chest, her breathing even and long.

This tranquility and sense of dependence should have been intoxicating, but Rubik's Cube's mind was like a lake with pebbles thrown in, ripples rising and falling, unable to find peace.

He looked down at Momono's sleeping profile. Her usual aloofness was softened by exhaustion; her long eyelashes cast faint shadows under her eyes, and her lips were slightly swollen, bearing the marks of last night's frenzy.

Rubik's Cube felt as if something had gently pricked its heart, causing a wave of heartache mixed with pity and regret.

'Sigh...' he sighed heavily in his heart.

Last night… I still couldn't defeat that damned second brother from the underworld. In a moment of passion and impulsiveness… well, now the deed is done. In a sense, she carried out the task that old fox Danzo gave her with the most "smooth" execution.

He gazed at Momono's unguarded, sleeping face, his thoughts drifting away. Come to think of it… how old was she again? He couldn't believe he'd never asked?

What a... birth!

Over the years, I've often secretly despised that cheap "old man," Uchiha Obito—he fell in love at a young age, his mind wasn't fully developed, and then his beloved died tragically, shattering his fragile values ​​and making him a tool in someone else's hands. In the end, he couldn't even control his little-headed father, creating this son of mine who now has such a big head.

And what happened? What goes around comes around, and the boomerang struck swiftly and fiercely! Not only did he do it quietly, but he even surpassed his predecessor? At least Obito had spent over a year with his mother back then.

He... he's already hit home run right off the bat, and he's only known his wife for less than two months! This is progressing way too fast, he didn't skip any scenes! Rubik's Cube felt his cheeks burning; that boomerang really hurt, his face was sore.

Just as he was internally berating himself, the person in his arms stirred. Momono seemed to be awakened by his body temperature and heartbeat, letting out a drowsy whimper, like a kitten seeking warmth, and snuggled even closer into his arms, rubbing her cheek against his firm chest.

Rubik's Cube's heart melted instantly. He pulled her closer, encircling her more gently yet firmly in his arms, his chin resting lightly on the top of her head. Seeing her so completely dependent on him, an unprecedented, heavy sense of responsibility surged through his chest like a tidal wave.

"Since we've already done it... we must take full responsibility!"

In its heart, the Rubik's Cube made a silent vow to itself and to the sleeping woman.

We absolutely cannot become a second "prison"!

From this day forward, his life trajectory has been completely altered. Those carefree days of traveling the world with Jiraiya (primarily to various countries' unique hot springs and bathhouses), joking around, and being utterly carefree, are over! He is now a married man! Between him and that perpetually immature, lecherous old man, there now stands a pitiful, thick barrier called "the responsibilities of a married man"!

The thought of Jiraiya's exaggerated wailing and winking made Rubik's Cube's lips twitch, but his eyes remained unusually firm.

Just then, a cool little hand gently pinched his forearm. Cube looked down and met Momono's slowly opening eyes. Those beautiful eyes, still misty with the light of waking, held less of their usual coolness and more of a languid dependence, as they quietly gazed at him.

"Awake?" Rubik's Cube's voice was very soft, with a morning hoarseness and gentleness. "It's still early, want to sleep a little longer? I'll go make you some porridge."

He made a move to get up, but Momono gently tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"No need..." Her voice was soft and sweet, like a feather brushing against the heart.

"The first exam... should be over by now, right?" Her eyes gradually cleared, regaining their usual composure. "The second exam, the Death Forest exam... is about to begin. Aren't you... going to take a look?"

Indeed, judging by the timeline, the first written test should be over, and the second survival test is about to begin in the Forest of Death. Although Naruto and Sasuke have backup plans and their lives are not in danger, there is another person whose existence he is quite concerned about.

In his plan, he did not intend to stop Sasuke from going to Orochimaru. After all, keeping Sasuke in Konoha would not be a good thing for his strength improvement. Sending him to Orochimaru and letting Orochimaru raise a living father for him would be wonderful.

Moreover, this way, Naruto will also follow him in order to become stronger...

More importantly, he didn't want Uchiha Itachi, that troublesome guy, to live because of his influence. That guy was too annoying and had to die.

He looked down at Momono. She had just been attacked by Orochimaru and was exhausted, both physically and mentally. Last night, she was also... At this moment, her body and mind were in the most vulnerable recovery period.

The shadow of Danzo had not yet faded, and Orochimaru's "expectations" before leaving were a sword hanging over her head. Should she be left here alone?

Momono seemed to see through his hesitation. Her clear eyes gazed at him quietly, without urging or showing any resentment, simply waiting patiently for his decision.

Finally, the Rubik's Cube slowly shook its head.

"I'm not going. I've taken precautions against them; they'll be fine, and besides..."

He reached out and gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, his fingertips tracing her delicate skin.

"Now... you are more important."

These words, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, created clear ripples in Momono's eyes. Her cool, aloof face, like melting snow in early spring, gradually blossomed into a soft, sweet smile, as if instantly illuminating the entire room. That smile carried relief, peace of mind, and a profound sense of being cherished.

"Rubik's Cube..." she called softly, her voice carrying a hint of shyness and slyness.

"Then... can you grant me one last request?"

Seeing the rare naivety in her eyes, Rubik's Cube's heart softened, and he nodded without hesitation: "Okay, you go ahead."

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Momono's smile deepened. She didn't speak immediately, but slowly propped herself up in Rubik's Cube's arms. The thin blanket slipped down, revealing her fair, rounded shoulders and delicate collarbones, which gleamed like jade in the morning light.

The Rubik's Cube's heart skipped a beat.

Momono didn't look at him, but simply shifted her body and adjusted her posture. With her back to the Rubik's Cube, she slowly sat between its legs, under his slightly questioning gaze.

Rubik's Cube instinctively reached out and wrapped his arms around her slender waist. Her hair, carrying a fresh scent, teased his lower body.

She tilted her head slightly, her clear eyes glancing at him with a silent invitation and an indescribable possessiveness. Sunlight streamed through the gap in the curtains, falling perfectly on the smooth skin of her neck, and illuminating the persistent light deep within her eyes.

The morning light was still, and only the two figures nestled together and their intertwined breaths remained in the room. The turbulent waves of last night seemed to have been soothed by this warm harbor.

World War II began.

Chapter 35 Rescue Class 7

Chapter 35 Rescue Class 7

The tender moments he shared with Momono that morning still seemed to linger on his fingertips. He gently tucked the blanket around the tired Momono, placed a soothing kiss on her smooth forehead, and whispered:

"I have some things to take care of, I'll be back soon, you get some rest."