MTL - The Life of a Villain Starting From Naruto-Chapter 222 The world of freedom

 Chapter 222 The Unbridled World

 The roar of the three tails gradually weakened.

This level of huge chakra aggregation cannot be the opponent of Sarutobi Hiruzen and Orochimaru.

 But even though the Tailed Beast Rebellion has begun to subside, the nerves of Konohagakure are still tense.

 [How to deal with the three tails] is a very difficult matter, and [diplomatic relations with the Water Country] is an even more troublesome landmine.

 But now, Konoha's most imminent danger is—

The search team still can’t find Obito Uchiha!

 The subsequent effects of Hyuga’s massive decline are evident today, four years later.

  Konoha's search ability has been greatly reduced, and its control of the internal environment is no longer as solid as an iron barrel. What's more, Konoha is an expert in concealment. After going back and forth, Konoha found nothing in a short period of time.

 The sun sets and the waning moon rises.

 In the dark night, Konoha is brightly lit, and ninja teams are spread throughout the village, like spider webs, penetrating into every hidden corner, constantly searching for traces of Obito.

 In this weak response that is hard to decipher to the human ear, there is mixed with unquenchable hatred.

Zetsu waited for a long time before hearing the faint hum of Obito Uchiha.

"That means the two of them will appear at any time... Give up, Jue, you can't break out."

 “I can’t hear Sanwei’s roar anymore, what happened?”

 “Damn Konoha ninja…”

 Obito once again fell towards the boundless darkness. As long as he crossed the threshold tonight, his chakra would undergo a qualitative change... provided that he could really survive until tomorrow.

 “I can’t see, where is my current position?”

“I don’t want to think so much anymore, let’s leave Konoha first. Obito, can you still persist?”

Uchiha Obito's condition has improved a lot. A large number of Hashirama cells have been transplanted into Obito. Even if he is still unable to move, at least he will not die for the time being.

Somewhere, Zetsu was hiding in the shadows of the alley with Obito, his eyes closed, waiting until the search team passed before he came out.

 …

But if you want Obito to regain his fighting strength, a series of major surgeries are necessary. Besides physical rehabilitation, what is more difficult to fill Obito's empty eye sockets with.

“The street sign says Nansu Liu Street.”

“Ah? Isn’t that the core location of Konoha?”

"Wait a minute..." At this moment, Obito suddenly spoke up. He seemed to have gathered some strength, suppressed the pain, and spoke slowly:

After walking in hiding for more than ten minutes, he suddenly stopped and lay down in the corner:

"No, we can't get out at all. There are too many ninjas in Konoha." Zeu clenched his fists and said fiercely:

“I don’t know, maybe Hiruzen Sarutobi and the others have dealt with the Three-Tails.”

 “What should we do? Do we want to give up?”

“No, it’s not to give up, but to risk everything and go on the final adventure!” Obito gritted his teeth and said:

 “It seems that the only option is to fight out.”

"Okay, Jue, go north along this street, turn to the west at the first intersection, and keep going... I hope the road plan of the village has not changed. When you see a dark green house, go in .”

“It’s dark under the lights, and the search team over there can’t be denser than the fringe area... Go ahead, Jue, that’s our only hope of survival.”

There was no other choice but to obey and do as he was told. He carried Obito on his back and walked toward the depths of Konoha Village as instructed.

 Not long after, he arrived in front of the dark green house.

With a creak, Zetsu opened the window and jumped in. He laid Obito flat on the sofa. After making sure that no one was around, he treated his cracked wound. After a few minutes, Zetsu had time to observe the house carefully.

 “It smells so strong of alcohol...” Jue frowned:

 “Where is this?”

 “Look at what’s on the wall.” Obito, with empty eyes, said calmly:

"I have only been here a few times, but according to that person's temper, the photo will definitely not be taken off, and it will definitely still be hung in the living room."

　　"Hmm...huh? This is...young Sarutobi Hiruzen and the young Sannin?"

 “That’s right, this is it…”

While the two were talking, the door suddenly opened from the outside.

 A drunken middle-aged man sat in a wheelchair and entered the living room with a rosy face.    This is Jiraiya's home.

The moment the door was closed again, Jiraiya noticed something was wrong - even if his leg had been broken for five years, the instinct of a ninja was still imprinted deep in his body, and alcohol could not completely eliminate his sensitivity.

Without any hesitation, a detonating talisman appeared in Jiraiya's hand. He thought simply, as long as this thing was detonated, a large number of ninjas would come to investigate, and Zetsu and Obito would have nowhere to escape!

 As for myself…

 Just die, for the disabled ninja, perhaps dying for the village is the best destination.

 “Jiraiya-sama…” Uchiha Obito suddenly said:

 “Jesus, don’t move, I want to say a few words to Jiraiya-sama.”

"What are you talking about? Obito, you can't see it, he's holding the detonating talisman in his hand!"

 “Shut up.” Obito’s tone was very soft:

"listen to me."

Jue hit his head, but still stayed there helplessly.

"Jiraiya-sama, I haven't seen you for many years. I'm sorry, I can't see you now."

 “Obito, what are you going to do?”

"Nothing, I just came to see you who share the same problem... After all, we are all abandoned by Konoha."

“What a bunch of nonsense.” Jiraiya shook his head and sneered:

"Konoha has never abandoned you. It was you who abandoned your own way of ninja, and we have never been on the same page."

 “Wrong, Jiraiya-sama, we are all the same.” Obito’s calm voice echoed in the room:

 “The village spurned me, but it also abandoned you.”

"Jiraiya, one of the three dignified ninjas, who made outstanding contributions to the village in World War II and Three Wars, is now sitting in a wheelchair, drunk in the turbulent night."

“That year of Kannabi Bridge, the right half of my body was crushed to pieces, but through the transplantation of first-generation cells, I can still be alive and kicking. It does not affect my ability to become a ninja at all. Even now, after a little treatment, I can save my life.”

“The first-generation cells and corresponding technologies are available in Konoha Village, but they have not chosen to use them on you.”

“I would rather embrace decayed morality than save the hero of the village. Doesn’t this count as abandonment?”

Jiraiya's fingers clenched the detonating talisman suddenly harder. He remembered the promise that the teacher forced Orochimaru to make in the Hokage's office a few days ago.

Neither the teacher nor Orochimaru chose to break the rules to help him.

"What you said...is totally wrong." The white-haired middle-aged man came back to his senses and looked at Obito coldly:

"As a Konoha ninja, it is my duty to protect the remains of the martyrs. I will not use Lord Hashirama's cells, and the village will not approve of such a thing happening."

Obito's face was expressionless, his empty eyes looking at Jiraiya from a distance.

 “What a great ninja conduct...But Jiraiya-sama, why can Orochimaru return to Konoha?”

"Joke! What's the matter with Orochimaru? That's Hyuga Yuuto's laboratory."

"Jiraiya-sama, you actually told an official lie. This just shows that you have been shaken... We all know that it was Orochimaru who stole the body of the first Hokage. However, even so, he can return to Konoha and become a sure thing. The next leader!”

 In the room filled with the smell of alcohol, Obito spoke faster and faster:

"Look, Lord Jiraiya, the village accepted Orochimaru while abandoning you."

“He has done so many human experiments and killed countless people, but who still remembers them?”

"Back then, we jointly attacked Yugakure and killed Nagato. No matter what my plan was, you Jiraiya was indeed for the future of the ninja world, but who still misses you now?"

"Amegakure's mission just left today. Doesn't Sarutobi Hiruzen know that the Akatsuki organization has a deep hatred for you? But he still let Konan in without taking your feelings into consideration at all."

"About the discussion about the Fifth Hokage, why has your name never appeared? Oh...you have both legs broken and cannot use force. To a ninja, you are no different from a useless person."

“So, Master Jiraiya, haven’t you noticed yet?”

“Everything you value, the village, Hiruzen Sarutobi, and Orochimaru have abandoned you one after another.”

"Hahaha... at least there is Tsunade." Jiraiya laughed heroically, turned around in his wheelchair, and was about to open the door and leave. He pulled on this last fig leaf and acted in a hurry, as if he was running away.

However, Obito's empty eyes seemed to feel something, and he stared at Jiraiya's back and fired a fatal blow:

"Jiraiya-sama, no one told you about this? The reason Tsunade was able to break my spine was because she had [Ten no Kumo] in her arm, tsk tsk..."

“Even if Hyuga Yuuto slaughters his clan and completely breaks with Konoha, Konoha can shamelessly borrow his power, but the only thing he refuses to do is heal your leg.”

"Huh? Lord Jiraiya, I suddenly remembered that something like a transfer seal requires physical contact. I was thinking, wouldn't Hinata Yuuto come with Amegakure Village? Where does he live? Is it possible? From the Thousand Hands Clan?”

The white-haired man touched the doorknob's hand and paused suddenly.

 (End of this chapter)