Chapter 557: Unbearable and Resolute, Choice

The distance of hundreds of meters was like an insurmountable barrier, blocking his path to revenge and the realization of his dreams.

"Bang!~"

The dust has settled.

Obito fell heavily to the ground. Perhaps it was Suzumiya Musashi's intention, Obito fell down and was dazed, rolling his eyes.

Just at this moment, the bright yellow lines on Suzumiya Musashi's body slowly faded away.

The energy of the immortal clone is exhausted.

But it doesn’t matter, facing Obito, the ordinary Diamond Blockade is enough.

"Da da"

The footsteps were clear, and Suzumiya Musashi walked step by step to Obito's front.

The latter came back to his senses from the dizziness and looked up at Suzumiya Musashi.

There was resentment and unwillingness in those blood-red eyes.

There is also a gradual acceptance and compromise.

He is going to die.

Obito was very sure that Suzumiya Musashi would not spare his life.

But surprisingly, Obito found that the resentment in his heart seemed to be decreasing.

Why is this? Is it cheap?

Obito laughed at himself in his heart.

"Are you unwilling?" Suzumiya Musashi's voice rang out.

Obito responded: "Nonsense."

Having said that, Suzumiya Musashi saw that the brutality in his eyes was decreasing.

Death is emerging.

Suzumiya Musashi has seen this situation before.

Nagato, Itachi.

There is no other reason.

But for some people, their own death has never been a painful thing.

Maybe there are a lot of obsessions and a lot of resentment, but when death approaches, you suddenly realize... it seems not so bad.

When you think of death, the world becomes wide open.

Suzumiya Musashi keenly noticed the changes in Obito.

But he had no intention of letting it go.

At most, just fire two fewer rounds of Spirit Gathering Heavenly Fire.

Fire one less shot. The hatred in his heart is hard to dispel. No matter what attitude Obito has towards death, he deserves it all.

He slowly raised his right hand, and the flames of the Spirit Gathering Heavenly Fire began to condense... and then dissipate.

It’s not that Suzumiya Musashi was soft-hearted, but that he forgot that the Sage Mode has ended and he can’t use it.

So Suzumiya Musashi thought seriously.

Should he use up a fairy clone to give Obito a complete farewell ceremony, or use ordinary Shojutsu.

The effect difference is not too big.

After a moment, he raised his hand again.

The Burning Escape condensed a bright flame the size of a basketball.

"Musashi!"

Suzumiya Musashi stopped and turned to look at Hatake Kakashi; "Kakashi-senpai."

"what do you want to say?"

What to say?

Hatake Kakashi didn't know either.

Not long ago, he was fighting to the death with the man lying on the ground, but now, seeing that the other party was tied up by the Vajra Blockade and had no power to resist, for some reason, he spoke out to stop him.

It seemed that just before today, the other party was a partner more important than his life in his heart.

They once rescued each other regardless of danger, but now they want to kill each other?

Hatake Kakashi hesitated.

Memories from many years ago began to flood back.

The tragic plight of the allied ninjas is still vivid in my mind.

He doesn't know, he doesn't know.

"Kakashi-senpai."

"Would the former captain of the Anbu also be soft-hearted?"

Suzumiya Musashi's voice was a little cold.

Because he was a little disappointed and a little impatient.

If Hatake Kakashi really asked him to show mercy, he would break off all ties with him.

Hatake Kakashi frowned and thought, and finally, let go dejectedly.

Die.

Damn it.

Suzumiya Musashi's gaze shifted again.

Behind Hatake Kakashi is Uzumaki Naruto.

"What are you here for?"

Uzumaki Naruto: "Boss... Boss, I'm worried about you."

Suzumiya Musashi: "I'm fine."

"You go away first."

As he said that, Zhuo Dun was about to take action.

"Boss!" Uzumaki Naruto exclaimed.

As Suzumiya Musashi's gaze began to grow colder, he cautiously said, "Boss, can't you just not kill him?"

"The war has brought us too much killing and death."

"Now that he's been subdued, it's okay not to kill him...right?"

Uzumaki Naruto looked reluctant.

Obito seems to be a ninja of Konoha as well.

More importantly, after experiencing the training at the True Cloud Waterfall, he is now able to clearly perceive other people's emotions.

The anger and murderous intent in the boss's heart.

Teacher Kakashi's complexity, nostalgia, and entanglement.

And Obito on the ground.

A little bit of unwillingness.

A great sense of relief and liberation.

Disgust with the world, a lack of attachment, and a hint of apology.

It seems... there is still deep love. Deep pain.

This feeling was so complex, yet so clear that it was unusual. Perhaps it was the influence of the Sharingan, which amplified this emotion and made it sense to Uzumaki Naruto.

So, Uzumaki Naruto couldn't bear it.

Is this kind of person really someone who deserves to die?

He held a glimmer of hope that perhaps Suzumiya Musashi would listen to his advice.

But what he didn't expect was that Suzumiya Musashi's expression became even colder.

Icy.

Suzumiya Musashi said slowly: "Naruto."

Uzumaki Naruto: "What's wrong, boss?"

Suzumiya Musashi: "Do you know?"

"What does your mother's cooking smell like?"

Obito's pupils trembled.

There was a dark look in Kakashi Hatake's eyes.

Only Uzumaki Naruto asked with some doubt: "Taste?"

"Boss, you know me well. I've never eaten my mother's cooking, so of course I don't know what it tastes like."

Suzumiya Musashi: "Okay, I'll tell you."

"The taste of your mother's cooking is sometimes good and sometimes bad."

“When I’m in a good mood, the food I cook tastes better than Ichiraku Ramen. When I’m in a bad mood, the salt grains can’t be dissolved.”

Uzumaki Naruto: "Really?"

"Unfortunately, I haven't tried it."

Suzumiya Musashi: "Naruto, you haven't eaten it."

"I ate before."

"Kakashi-senpai has eaten it."

"And this guy on the ground has eaten it too."

Uzumaki Naruto's eyes widened and his expression changed drastically.

Hatake Kakashi sighed softly in his heart, turned around, and his desolate figure gradually walked away.

Obito.

His eyes were still bloodshot, but his expression was calm.

He slowly closed his eyes.

"say no more."

“…Kill me.”

He was like a man who had been crazy for a long time and finally broke free from his own fantasy world. Facing the emptiness and ruin of reality, he just wanted to die as soon as possible.

No, I didn’t break free, I was woken up by a punch.

Suzumiya Musashi understood one thing more and more.

It is pointless to preach to someone who is caught up in his emotions.

Fists are what count.

This was the case with Itachi back then, this was the case with Nagato, and this is the case with Obito now.

After all, the fist is the biggest.

Without strength, would Obito have the same expression of waiting to die as he does now? No.

The burning escape technique in Suzumiya Musashi's hand was blazing hot.

Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing.

"Maybe... you can choose a way to die."

Obito didn't react.

Suzumiya Musashi: "Resurrect Kushina and Minato."

Obito suddenly opened his eyes.

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