Naruto: Transmigrated as Obito with the System

The Land of Hot Water.

Bustling streets filled with the chatter of locals and travelers alike.

Shisui turned to his cousin, his expression tinged with confusion.

"Obito, what's the plan now?"

Obito paused for a moment, contemplating, before replying with confidence.

"The Land of Hot Water… Let's check out that place first."

Seeing the determined look on his cousin's face, Shisui felt a sense of relief wash over him.

"Alright!"

That's Obito for you!

He even knows the intelligence exchange points in the Land of Hot Water!

With Obito around, Shisui felt like he had a solid anchor to rely on.

Reassurance settled deep in his heart.

...

An Hour Later

Shisui stood frozen, staring at the building in front of him, his mind riddled with confusion.

"…'Ruchun Hot Springs'???"

Obito slung an arm around Shisui's shoulders and ushered him forward, a grin spreading across his face that rivaled Jiraiya's infamous smirk.

"Yep! This is the best hot spring in the Land of Hot Water—a must-visit spot!"

…

Shisui's mental image of Obito shattered with a resounding crack.

"The locals say, 'You haven't been to Ruchun if you haven't soaked here.' Today, your dear cousin will show you the true meaning of relaxation!" Obito declared with pride.

…

Splash! Splash!

The sound of girls playing in the hot spring echoed through the air.

Soaking in the warm water, Obito closed his eyes with a satisfied sigh.

"How is it, Shisui? Not bad, right?"

Shisui's face flushed a deep red. He turned his head away, unable to meet the sight of the scantily clad women just meters away.

"O-Obito, let's… let's go already!"

Obito, clearly reluctant, waved a dismissive hand.

"Just a little longer… Just one more tiny moment…"

...

Another Hour Later

Shisui practically dragged a protesting Obito out of the hot spring.

Standing once again on the busy street, Shisui massaged his stiff neck and sighed.

"Obito, let's split up from here."

He cleared his throat, regaining some composure.

"During a mission, I came across an Underground Market. I'll check out the local Underground Market and see if there's any useful intel."

Obito nodded, his expression turning serious.

"Splitting up will help us cover more ground. In that case, I'll head toward Yugakure to try my luck there."

He smirked, glancing back at the hot spring.

"Let's meet back here in three days, right at this hot spring."

Shisui's mouth twitched.

Something told him his cousin chose this spot just so he could soak again in three days…

With their plans set, the two human radars moved in opposite directions.

Humming a cheerful tune, Obito made his way toward Yugakure.

"Bread is a treasure~ Chicken poop's crispy pleasure~ Barbecue in the outhouse—drunk beyond measure~"

Yugakure was a peaceful little village, home to a few shinobi despite its modest strength. Visiting the area might just yield some valuable information.

Walking through a dense forest, Obito lazily muttered to himself.

"Hm… Honestly, Kakashi would've been the ideal choice for this role."

Kakashi had Kage-level strength, and the two of them shared an unshakable bond. He'd have been perfect.

But…

"Considering Itachi might be part of the main team, it's better to leave him in the village leading a squad. It's good to keep our options open."

Thinking of Itachi brought a peculiar sense of wonder.

"In the original storyline, these two barely interacted. They probably saw each other a few times at most…"

"Well, aside from that one time Itachi shoved a crow into Naruto's mouth."

"And while Naruto doted on Sasuke in canon, now it seems like Itachi's the one doting on Naruto…"

As the day turned to night, thick clouds obscured the moon, casting the forest in an eerie darkness.

The narrow woodland path twisted and turned, shrouded in mist. The silence was unsettling, not even the sound of insects or birds to break it.

"This is strange… No birdsong, no insects… And…"

Obito sniffed the air, narrowing his eyes.

"There's the faint scent of blood."

With the experience of someone who had claimed hundreds of lives, he recognized the smell instantly.

"Well then, time to check it out!"

He quickened his pace, curiosity outweighing caution.

With Kamui at his disposal, he had no qualms about taking risks. After all, he could escape nearly any danger.

About a hundred meters ahead, Obito spotted the first corpse. It was pinned to a tree.

"Huh… anyone?"

Continuing forward, he found more bodies nailed to tree trunks, one after another.

"Fifty… No, a hundred bodies?"

A faint smile played on Obito's lips.

"Could it be… I've stumbled upon that guy?"

He strolled leisurely down the grotesque corridor, observing the macabre scene with a critical eye.

Each corpse's mouth was slit open, the edges carved with precision. Their hands were nailed to their chests as if in silent prayer.

The sight was undeniably chilling, designed to strike terror into anyone's heart.

Well, anyone except Obito.

He casually commented on the craftsmanship.

"Wow, is this a tribute to the Joker? The sliced mouths… Could this guy be a transmigrator too?"

Fear wasn't something Obito felt here. Instead, he pitied these poor souls.

"In this world, the powerless are at the mercy of the strong…"

He sighed and moved on, determination burning in his eyes.

"But I'll change all of that. Of this, I'm certain."

Leaning casually against a tree up ahead was a tall, handsome man in casual attire.

Surrounded by corpses and wielding a massive scythe over a meter long, the man seemed anything but ordinary.

"Hmm?"

Hearing approaching footsteps, the man's eyes lit up. He stood and walked toward the sound.

Of course, the newcomer was Obito.

When he saw who was approaching, recognition flickered in his expression.

It was none other than one of his planned external recruits—Hidan.

Hidan flashed an innocent smile, exuding an odd charm despite the massive scythe on his shoulder.

"Hey there, buddy! Interested in joining the Faith of Jashin?"

Obito feigned ignorance.

"Faith of Jashin? What's that?"

Hidan patiently explained, his voice cheerful.

"The Faith of Jashin is a peaceful religion. Killing people won't get you punished—in fact, it'll bring joy to Lord Jashin!"

"Sounds great, doesn't it? Want to join us?"

Obito pretended to ponder. Should he agree and then turn the tables on this guy?

But just as the thought crossed his mind, the system chimed in with a warning.

Ding!

"Host, don't mess around!"

"The Faith of Jashin worships a higher-dimensional being. If something goes wrong, this system can't protect you."

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