Chapter 144: Obito, Don't Worry—I'll Take Good Care of Rin
Watching Obito in such a state, Rin on the ground couldn't help but shed tears. She weakly extended her hand toward Obito, wanting to stop him, but her emotions overwhelmed her—she passed out with a gasp.
"Rin, Rin... Don't die, Rin!" Obito wept like his heart was being torn apart.
"Tch! So fragile!" Yasushi clicked his tongue, extending his hand again to pull Rin's life back from the brink.
"Thank you, thank you, Yasushi."
Like someone with Stockholm syndrome, Obito's face filled with gratitude as he thanked Yasushi repeatedly.
"Rin, don't worry! I'll definitely save you!" Obito shouted loudly.
"Don't..." Rin whispered weakly. "Obito, don't debase yourself like this. Seeing you this way breaks my heart. Death isn't that frightening..."
"No, Rin! I won't let you die!" Obito shouted with determination.
All Mangekyo Sharingan awakeners were fanatics. Their thinking operated on self-consistent logic that sealed both ends—completely unable to listen to others' ideas.
After Madara committed to the Moon's Eye Plan, he stubbornly refused to hear any other suggestions.
After Rin's death, Obito immediately redirected his anger toward his teacher Minato's tardiness and the wars between villages, deciding the world was illusory—no one's words mattered.
After the village betrayed Shisui, he'd rather commit suicide than stand with his clan.
Itachi chose to exterminate his entire clan—elderly and young alike—rather than simply beating everyone down and forcing them to submit.
As for Sasuke... he wasn't really an Uchiha. A single talk-no-jutsu from Naruto easily persuaded him. His transformation was inexplicable—like he'd been hit with Kotoamatsukami.
Now, because of Rin's resurrection, Obito's obsession had shifted direction. But fanatics remained fanatics forever—merely moving from one obsession to another.
Obito wanted Rin to live. He would unwaveringly work toward this goal with absolute determination. As for Rin's own thoughts? Completely unimportant.
Rin anxiously tried to stop Obito, but Obito was immersed in the self-sacrifice and self-satisfaction of saving Rin, completely deaf to her pleas.
Yasushi watched from the side as these two performed their melodrama, his mind already scheming wicked ideas.
Obito definitely couldn't be killed—otherwise, he'd close his eyes and how comfortable would that be?
Rin definitely couldn't be killed either—without Rin restraining him, Obito would revert to his previous madness, perhaps becoming even more insane.
Saving Rin's life also wouldn't work. He wanted Obito to live in perpetual agony, not let Obito and Rin nest together happily.
So how should he play this game to keep it running long-term?
Make Rin kill Obito?
No good. Obito would gladly die by Rin's hand.
Bring out Kakashi to steal his love?
Also no good. A bootlicker like Obito would tolerate anything as long as Rin lived. Plus, adding a good friend as bonus? That would just be rewarding him.
To keep Obito living in perpetual agony, he had to maintain control over Rin.
But there was one difficult point he couldn't resolve.
Once Rin's injuries improved, this beast Obito would definitely turn hostile immediately.
If he fled with Rin and hid in some corner of the shinobi world, Yasushi would truly struggle to find him.
Using injuries to string Obito along also wouldn't work, because Zetsu existed beside Obito. White Zetsu could heal even fatal wounds like Obito losing half his body—naturally Rin's minor injuries would be even easier.
Embedding various jutsu techniques in Rin's body probably wouldn't work either. Zetsu had a thousand years of accumulated knowledge—very few jutsu in this world he didn't understand. Whether poison or seals, they'd likely be difficult to hide from him.
"Tch, what method should I use?"
Yasushi couldn't help but develop a headache.
"Six hundred eighty-five minus seven equals what?"
Terunosuke continued asking math problems, but Obito—now thoroughly ravaged and mentally confused—couldn't answer his questions anymore.
"Six hundred... six hundred seventy-seven..."
"Wrong answer!"
Yasushi's mind considered the problem, but his ears remained perked up straight, waiting for Obito to make a mistake. Hearing him give the wrong answer, he immediately crushed one of Rin's fingers.
"Ah..." Rin screamed miserably, gasping as she pleaded weakly. "Kill... kill me. Please kill me..."
"No, don't! It's six hundred seventy-eight! It's six hundred seventy-eight!"
Hearing Rin's screams, Obito immediately perked up. From some unknown source, intelligence arrived—he suddenly mastered addition and subtraction within a thousand.
"Please, don't kill Rin! Don't hurt her either!"
"Hehe..." Yasushi smiled cheerfully while healing Rin's injuries again. "Whether Rin gets hurt isn't decided by me—it's you, Obito!"
"I won't get it wrong again! Absolutely won't get it wrong again!" Obito swore desperately.
"Really? I don't believe it." Yasushi smiled and waved his hand. "Terunosuke, continue."
Terunosuke laughed cruelly, picking up new torture implements before standing again before Obito.
"Ah..." New screams once more echoed through the forest.
The screaming continued for a long time. To prevent Obito from dying outright, Yasushi had to heal him several times mid-torture to keep him going.
After everyone had vented several rounds, Obito had long since lost human form.
"Alright, let's stop here for today. We can take our time in the future."
Yasushi cheerfully called off the entertainment activity, sending away the Uchiha crowd.
Everyone had finally vented the evil breath in their hearts. Their moods were excellent—every single one departed cheerfully.
"Clan Head, we can hold this kind of activity regularly! We're very willing to participate!"
"Right! Next time, bring out that beast Itachi too! Put them together and deal with both at once!"
"There will be opportunities."
Yasushi smiled and waved his hand, canceling the summoning jutsu. Dozens of coffins slowly sank, disappearing from the spot.
Yasushi held Rin, approaching Obito. He extended his hand and pressed forcefully on his shattered bones several times, making Obito scream and regain considerable clarity.
"Obito, I'm taking Rin with me. Don't worry—I'll take good care of her."
"From now on, you'll obediently listen like a dog. Then Rin will naturally remain safe. Otherwise..."
Yasushi's fingers exerted force, crushing Rin's arm.
"Ah..." Rin screamed miserably but still didn't wake from unconsciousness again.
Previously, this poor student Obito had gotten too many math problems wrong, causing Rin to suffer considerably alongside him. Though Yasushi's healing ability continuously treated her injuries, the repeated torture had exhausted her completely—she truly couldn't endure anymore.
"Don't... don't hurt Rin."
"From now on, I'll do everything you say. Just don't hurt Rin."
Obito gasped weakly, nearly dead, yet still persisted in protecting Rin.
"Don't worry about that. As long as you're alive, Rin is the dog collar around your neck. How could I bear to kill her?"
"As for whether I hurt her—that depends on your performance."
Speaking, Yasushi extended his hand, easily extracting the Mangekyo Sharingan from Obito's eye.
Obito made no sound, allowing Yasushi to transplant his precious Kamui eye into himself before laughing uproariously and leaving with swagger.
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