While the people in the room were rejoicing that the lineage had not been broken.
Inside the Kamui dimension.
Obito Uchiha crossed his arms, staring quietly at the scene before him. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he muttered:
"In a few days, the Fourth Raikage will come here for a visit. He shouldn't notice anything unusual, right?"
Jigen, standing beside him, shook his head gently. A faint smile played on his lips as he spoke slowly:
"We've been very restrained over the past two months."
"The construction rush in the Hidden Stone isn't as frantic as it was two months ago. Besides, without the Byakugan, they can't tell that Onoki is being controlled by your Genjutsu."
At this point, Jigen's eyes flickered, his voice laced with irrepressible excitement:
"If the Fourth Raikage doesn't bring many people, we can control him with Genjutsu as well."
"That way, in a few years, we can start implementing our plan!"
Obito's gaze flickered as well, filled with excitement and anticipation.
But then, as if realizing something, a look of hesitation appeared on his face. He whispered:
"But with my current visual prowess, controlling Onoki and Kitsuchi already strains me. I don't have enough excess power to control the Fourth Raikage..."
Hearing Obito's words, Jigen frowned.
He realized this was indeed a tricky problem.
And given the current state of his vessel, he really couldn't offer much help.
If he forced himself to act now, death would only creep closer to his true body.
Jigen said somewhat reluctantly:
"We'll see when the time comes."
After saying this, Jigen suddenly seemed to remember something important.
His furrowed brows relaxed, and a playful look entered his eyes:
"By the way, it seems Black Zetsu and White Zetsu have become suspicious of you."
"Although they don't know about my existence yet, if things continue like this, it's only a matter of time before they find out."
"How do you think we should handle this, Mr. Obito?"
Obito's eyes turned icy instantly, filled with killing intent:
"I've noticed their suspicion too."
"In a few months, once we've dealt with the urgent matters, we'll strike first."
"Now that I have your cooperation, I no longer need those scheming creatures."
Meanwhile, in a secret underground chamber elsewhere in the Hidden Stone Village.
Black Zetsu's eyes flickered constantly, his raspy voice echoing in the room:
"Have you noticed that Obito's actions have been strange lately?"
"Ever since that incident in Konoha two months ago, his behavior has become... hard to read."
White Zetsu, standing opposite Black Zetsu, frowned slightly, obvious confusion in his eyes:
"True. Although Obito hasn't said anything on the surface, I get the feeling he doesn't trust what we say anymore."
White Zetsu looked up, continuing uncertainly:
"Do you think he figured something out?"
Black Zetsu shook his head cautiously:
"Not sure."
"Besides, he's spent a lot of time inside the Kamui dimension over the last two months. Who knows what he's doing in there?"
At this point, Black Zetsu looked around suspiciously, lowering his voice instinctively:
"And I don't know if it's my imagination, but starting two months ago, I've smelled a somewhat familiar scent around Obito..."
"Do you think it could be..."
White Zetsu shrank back slightly, visible fear on his pale face as he lowered his head:
"If that's true, we need to prepare early..."
Boruto World, Konoha.
After Sakura stabilized the injuries on Rasa's back.
Her cheeks flushed slightly as she looked shyly at Rasa's lower body, which was covered by the quilt. Her voice was soft:
"The lower body needs cleaning too."
After saying this, Sakura gently kicked off her slippers, revealing a pair of slender, snow-white feet.
Then, she crawled slowly onto the bed, helping Rasa turn over to lie on his back.
Kneeling beside Rasa's hips, Sakura reached out and gently lifted the quilt.
As the heavy fabric was lifted, a wave of warm heat hit her face.
Sakura's hands trembled slightly as she undid Rasa's belt, then carefully pulled down his pants.
Rasa lay on the bed, closing his eyes gently, savoring the warmth spreading from his treated back.
After pulling down Rasa's pants.
Sakura looked at the tent pitched high in his underwear. Her already flushed face turned crimson instantly.
For a normal couple married for over a decade, this would be nothing.
But for Sakura, who had been virtually widowed for over ten years and had pitifully few sexual experiences...
Undressing "Sasuke" in broad daylight and seeing that part of him was incredibly embarrassing.
Sakura took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and resolutely pulled down the tent.
Once the underwear was removed, a towering python appeared before Sakura's eyes.
So big...
Seeing the high-standing python and smelling the thick masculine scent.
Sakura's brain short-circuited instantly. Her mind was filled with only one thought: It's so big and long...
Although she had very few sexual experiences with Sasuke—pitifully few, and always with the lights off—
She had vaguely seen Sasuke's size and shape before. It definitely wasn't this big back then!
Rasa opened his eyes and glanced at Sakura.
Seeing the shocked and shy look in her eyes, a trace of pity flashed through his mind.
Although Sakura was married to Sasuke, she had been living like a widow.
In over ten years of marriage, they probably hadn't had sex more than ten times.
Rasa even suspected that given Sasuke's personality and attitude toward Sakura...
Sakura might have only ever experienced the missionary position, never trying any other poses, let alone oral sex.
Thinking of this, an inexplicable sense of responsibility welled up in Rasa's heart.
He felt obligated to let Sakura experience the joys of a normal sex life!
Sakura also noticed Rasa's gaze.
She quickly lowered her head, trying to hide her shyness, and picked up the towel nearby. She began to gently wipe the sweat from Rasa's inner thighs.
Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere began to turn subtle.