Traveling through Naruto, I am Uchiha Obito?

The next second, his body erupted with dazzling lightning and surging air currents, and he transformed into an aurora that tore through the air. At a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to detect, he frantically squeezed every bit of his body's potential and sped toward the village!

Gaara watched as the Rubik's Cube transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the sky, feeling anxious yet powerless.

His battle with Deidara had nearly depleted his chakra, and he was now completely unable to keep up with that speed. For the first time in his life, he felt his own powerlessness so clearly.

So... am I really that weak?

He silently recited in his heart:

Naruto, and everyone in the village... I'm counting on you, Rubik's Cube.

Despite the long distance, Rubik's Cube sprinted back to the village in just a few minutes. The sight before him almost froze his blood.

The village has been reduced to ruins, with broken walls and corpses lying everywhere. There are familiar villagers as well as many soldiers in unfamiliar uniforms.

He walked step by step across the blood-stained, scorched earth, his gaze sweeping over faces that were once vibrant, now frozen in pain and fear. A head rolled to his feet, its eyes wide open.

...That's Aunt Xiangzi.

Just a few days ago, she smiled and gave him several freshly caught fish, saying that young people should eat more.

Not far away, her body was still tightly curled up next to the fish stall, her arms holding her youngest son who had already stopped breathing... the child who had been laughing at Obito's clumsy antics just a few days ago.

Everywhere he looked, there were familiar figures: Uncle Da Mu, Grandma Yangzi, the old village chief, and even Little Potato Sprout, who was only a year old...

Where... is this?

Where am I?

Is this... hell?

The Rubik's Cube moved numbly through the burning village, its once formidable strength now seemingly drained, leaving only a cold and empty shell.

Just then, he sensed a violent yet familiar chakra coming from the direction of his home.

That's... the power of the Nine-Tails!

Naruto?! How is Naruto?!

He rushed toward the cabin without regard for anything else.

Finally, he saw Naruto, who had almost completely transformed into a tailed beast. His six scarlet tails were dancing wildly, and his hands had turned into sharp claws, tearing apart a corpse that was already unrecognizable. His tattered clothes still revealed his former nobility.

Not far behind Naruto, his neighbor, Uncle Yamada, collapsed and lost consciousness.

"We can't let this continue... Calm down! We must calm down!"

Rubik's Cube forcefully suppressed his surging emotions.

"The most important thing now is to control Naruto!"

He instantly activated Wind Release Chakra Mode, flashed to Naruto's side, and delivered a fierce side kick that sent Naruto, in his Six-Tails form, flying. At the same time, his Sharingan suddenly appeared, and the powerful eye force caused the berserk Naruto to freeze for a moment.

"King Kong Blockade!"

Countless golden chains, shimmering with sealing runes, shot out from behind him, binding Naruto tightly and suppressing the rampaging tailed beast chakra.

"Five Elements Seal!"

The Rubik's Cube pressed its five fingers against Naruto's abdomen, and the leaked power of the tailed beast quickly dissipated, leaving only a blond boy who had fallen into a deep sleep due to extreme exhaustion and mental shock.

After carefully checking and confirming that Naruto was unharmed, Rubik's Cube finally breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately rushed to Uncle Yamada's side.

Fortunately, he was only unconscious and did not suffer any serious injuries. What exactly happened in the village? Why did this hellish scene occur?

Just then, Gaara finally returned to the village. Witnessing the horrific scene before him, his heart, which had been at peace for the past few days, was once again engulfed in rage.

If the Rubik's Cube hadn't already reinforced the Shukaku seal within him, he would probably have lost control just like Naruto.

"Gaara,"

The Rubik's Cube's voice was completely unwavering. He lowered his head and stared at the unconscious Uncle Yamada and Naruto.

"Let's all calm down first."

"The most important thing now is to ensure their safety."

"We won't know what happened until they wake up..."

……

The fire in the village was quickly extinguished by the combined efforts of the Rubik's Cube and Gaara. They pieced together the villagers' remains one by one and solemnly covered them with white sheets. Gaara wanted to bury the deceased immediately, but the Rubik's Cube stopped him.

"No rush, we'll bury him tomorrow."

The Rubik's Cube made a low, suppressed sound.

“I can’t let them leave this world with such resentment… They shouldn’t be the only ones to suffer this pain.”

His crimson Sharingan eyes spun uncontrollably, the intense hatred and rage almost connecting the three tomoe.

Just then, he sensed a fluctuation in his aura; it was Uncle Yamada who had woken up.

This once robust and cheerful man now looked gaunt and had vacant eyes as he staggered toward them.

"Uncle Yamada!"

Rubik's Cube rushed forward to help him, but he waved his hand and pushed him away.

Yamada slumped in front of the demon, his hands digging deep into his hair, his voice hoarse and broken:

"It's all my fault...it's all my fault! I shouldn't have taken Naruto to the market...If I hadn't gone out, with that kid's strength, none of this would have happened!"

His agonizing roar made Rubik's Cube feel a tightness in its heart.

Naruto went out at that time? So everyone... no, that's not right! It's because I didn't tell Naruto about the plan; he knew nothing. It wasn't wrong for him to go out with Uncle Yamada. The mistake was mine...

No! The fault is not mine. The tragedy before my eyes has completely exceeded all expectations.

The ones who are truly wrong are those who wield the butcher's knife, the bastards who issued this disgusting order!

Rubik's Cube was instantly engulfed by a dark hatred. He instinctively grabbed Yamada's collar, his Sharingan spinning wildly in rage:

"Tell me! Uncle Yamada! Who did this?! Who should we seek revenge against?! Who destroyed our home?!"

Yamada's haggard face suddenly contorted, as if infected by the Rubik's Cube's emotions, and he roared with all his might:

"They're government soldiers! They're that damned lord! They're that damned daimyo!! Just because the daimyo is coming to inspect..."

"Just for that ridiculous reason, that dog lord didn't want the daimyo to see any poor villages in his territory, so he sent troops to slaughter us... to massacre all the poor villages around here!!"

"I hate it... my child, my wife, my parents... when I brought Naruto back, they were all... gone... Xiao Yao was just born, I haven't even heard her call me 'Dad' yet... ughhhh!"

This man, who once supported his family like a mountain, now collapsed on the ground, letting out a beast-like wail.

Rubik's Cube listened quietly as he finished speaking, his fists clenched so tightly that his fingernails almost dug into his palms.

A raging rage consumed what little reason he had left.

Yes, he was wrong. How could he forget? Who are the ugliest and most disgusting people in the world?

What makes this world rot and stink is never ninjas or power.

He should have thought of that sooner...

"Uncle Yamada,"

The Rubik's Cube spoke softly.

"Tell me everything you know. I can't let them die with their eyes wide open... Tonight, I'm going to send them all to hell."

Yamada stopped crying, raised her swollen eyes, and stared blankly at the Rubik's Cube.

"...Okay, I'll tell you everything."

The sun had long since sunk below the horizon, dusk was falling, and the long night was approaching.

After listening silently to Yamada finish speaking and gathering enough information, Rubik's Cube quietly offered a few words of comfort to the man who was still immersed in pain.

"Rubik's Cube... Uncle wants to be alone for a while, is that okay?"

"……Um."

The Rubik's Cube seemed to understand something, and gave Yamada an unusually bright smile.

"You're still the same as when you were a child, you haven't changed at all."

Yamada forced a smile, as if the little Rubik's Cube in front of him was still the one who had helped him when he was seven years old.

"Go on, Rubik's Cube. Uncle will be waiting for you."

"what."

Rubik's Cube didn't try to persuade him further; he simply turned away silently.

I hadn't gone far when I heard a soft sound of a sharp blade slicing through the air behind me, followed by a suppressed, relieved sigh.

"Rubik's Cube... I'm sorry..."

The Rubik's Cube didn't turn around, but gently replied to the evening breeze: "It's okay... Uncle, it's okay."

The moonlight remained bright and desolate, bathing this land stained with blood.

The Rubik's Cube tilted its head back, and the strange patterns in its eyes appeared eerie and dangerous under the moonlight.

"The moonlight is so beautiful..."

He spoke softly, as if bidding a final farewell.

"Goodbye, everyone. Goodbye..."

Chapter 72 It's already night...

Chapter 72 It's already night...

The lord's mansion was brightly lit.

The daimyo of the Land of Water sat at the head of the hall, his demeanor elegant and his every word and action exuding the refined manners and unquestionable nobility cultivated over many years.

To his left and right sat several important ministers and confidants who had accompanied him.

Slightly closer to the left, a nobleman dressed in fine clothes, already middle-aged or elderly, wore a slightly fawning smile, his eyes revealing undisguised envy as he gazed longingly at the great name above.

This is true aristocratic dignity... If my grandfather hadn't been incompetent and lost power back then, I might very well be the one sitting in that position...

"Abe no Kei?"

A voice, devoid of emotion, came from the head of the table, interrupting his reverie.

“You seem somewhat distracted from the beginning. Although your branch of the family has long since left the capital, in terms of bloodline, you are still my uncle. In this situation, you must not lose the dignity and composure of a nobleman.”

An Pei, who was called out, shuddered and hurriedly stood up, bowing and scraping as he apologized:

"What the lord says is true! The lord's rebuke is correct!"

Desperate to salvage the impression, he frantically tried to recall the manners taught by the etiquette teacher he had recently hired at great expense, awkwardly and clumsily attempting to perform a standard aristocratic greeting.

However, due to excessive tension, he suddenly got stuck halfway through the movement, his arm hanging in mid-air. He completely forgot what to do next and froze on the spot, looking incredibly comical.

The man in the seat of honor made no attempt to hide the contempt and mockery in his eyes, as if he had witnessed a brilliant performance. He lost his composure in front of everyone and burst into loud laughter.

"Heh...heh hahaha..."

The reserved atmosphere that had been maintained in the hall was instantly shattered. Seeing that their master was already laughing, the people who had come with the daimyo no longer needed to hold back and joined in the snickering.

For a moment, the spacious hall was filled with ridicule and mockery directed at the isolated, red-faced young lord in the center.

Abe felt a burning sensation on his face, as if he were being pricked by countless needles.

He struggled to maintain a smile, his muscles trembling slightly from the strain, his back bent even lower, making him almost a comical figure in the hall.

Every burst of laughter felt like a whip lashing his heart; shame and frustration threatened to burst through his chest. But he could only bury his head deeper, responding to everyone's gaze with even more exaggerated and clumsy forced smiles, as if he were truly a clown enjoying himself.

These... these bastards! If it weren't for... if it weren't for...!

A long-haired beauty sitting to the lower right of the daimyo maintained a faint smile, coldly observing this farce.

Her eyes revealed not a trace of emotion, as if she were wearing an exquisite mask.

Having finished laughing, the daimyo's gaze involuntarily drifted to the graceful Kirigakure ninja beside him. Suppressing the surging wicked thoughts within him, he adopted what he considered his most elegant and noble posture and asked:

"Lady Terumi Mei, I've noticed you seem worried since earlier. Is there something you're dissatisfied with about this humble residence?"

The blue-browed woman standing beside Terumi Mei frowned, about to speak, but was stopped by a slight look from her.