The Hidden Mist Village.
Dawn's fog drifted through the streets like ghostly fingers, carrying a bone-deep chill that seeped into everything it touched.
In the narrow alley pressed against the Mizukage building, three women faced off against two men in deadly silence.
All three girls looked to be in their late teens, with graceful figures and stunning beauty that seemed almost out of place in this tense standoff.
One wore a seductive fox mask, her body perfectly still as she studied the two men across from her with predatory focus.
Their opponents made for an unsettling pair: a vacant-eyed boy wearing the Mizukage's ceremonial hood, a jagged scar cutting across his youthful face like a cruel signature.
Behind him loomed a figure wrapped in black robes, his yellow tiger-striped mask revealing only a single eye that burned crimson in the dim light.
The silence stretched taut as a bowstring until the girl at the front—her reddish-brown curls braided in an intricate cross pattern—suddenly stepped forward. Her eyes blazed with fury as she pointed at the masked figure.
"Done playing dress-up, you bastard? I finally caught you!"
"I knew something was wrong with Yagura acting like a zombie—turns out you've been puppeteering him this whole time!"
Before she could say more, the black-haired girl behind her—cradling a small pig—rushed forward and cut her off.
"Enough talk, Mei! Let's end this!"
A brilliant blue poison needle shot from her lips, streaking past Yagura in a blur to strike the masked man dead-on.
But Obito didn't even flinch. The deadly projectile passed straight through his body as if he were made of smoke.
Shizune's eyes went wide with shock, her gaze snapping to her companion.
In that split second, the first exchange was over.
The girl in the elegant fox mask and form-fitting kimono—decorated with large dragonfly patterns—remained motionless, hands folded at her waist with perfect poise.
This was Nohara Rin.
The fierce girl with reddish-brown curls standing guard in front of Rin and Shizune was Rinjin's adopted daughter—Terumi Mei.
After Shizune's failed attack, both sides settled back into their deadly standoff.
That's when the Fourth Mizukage spoke, his words slow and mechanical:
"Mei... are you really... going to fight... inside the village?"
A cold, predatory smile curved Mei's lips. She ignored Yagura completely, her burning gaze fixed on Obito.
"Pathetic puppet show. You think having your meat puppet speak up will stop me?"
"Did you really think I wouldn't figure out that you controlled the Third Mizukage too?"
Her hands blurred through seals as her cheeks puffed out with deadly intent.
"Boil Release: Skilled Mist Technique!"
Scalding, highly acidic steam erupted from her parted lips like dragon's breath.
Beside her, Shizune's hands moved in perfect synchronization, her own lips barely parting.
"Ninja Art: Poison Mist!"
Dark purple toxins rolled out like a plague cloud, merging with the superheated vapor as both attacks surged toward their enemies.
These three had been sisters-in-arms for years—their combat coordination was flawless.
Mei brought overwhelming offense, Shizune provided harassment and sustained damage, while Rin controlled the battlefield.
Facing the approaching wall of death, Yagura's vacant expression never changed. His hands, hidden within his sleeves, slammed together with mechanical precision.
"Wind Release: Typhoon Passing!"
Hurricane-force winds exploded through the alley, ruthlessly dispersing every trace of the toxic, superheated fog.
But his assault was far from over—those hidden hands never stopped weaving seals.
"Water Release: Water Mirror Technique!"
Yagura reached back to grab his hooked staff, using it to manipulate the conjured water mirror.
Three perfect duplicates of the girls burst from the mirror's surface, charging forward with murderous intent.
Wind shrieked around them like banshees.
Fighting against the hurricane-force gales, Rin stepped forward in her elegant kimono, moving past her two companions. Behind her fox mask, her eyes suddenly ignited crimson.
Sickle-shaped Mangekyo Sharingan materialized in her gaze.
"Kamui," she whispered.
Twisted space erupted around the charging duplicates, instantly shredding them into harmless water droplets.
"You can copy the form, but never the soul. Still not good enough."
Her quiet words echoed as both Rin and Obito finally looked directly at each other.
Their searching gazes met and held.
But the emotions burning in their eyes couldn't have been more different.
Disappointment...
This isn't the Obito I knew.
I'm going to bring back the real Obito!
Meanwhile, Obito's eye held nothing but shock and confusion.
That spatial distortion—he knew it intimately. It was identical to his own Kamui technique.
His other Sharingan was with Kakashi, so how was this possible?
Could Kakashi be crossdressing?!
Impossible!
Even if Kakashi did drag, he'd never stuff his shirt—the Kakashi I know would never stoop that low!
Obito was completely blindsided.
Could it actually be Rin?!
No way!
Rin died years ago!
Besides, this woman's aura—that mix of elegance and dangerous sensuality—it's nothing like Rin's gentle, innocent personality!
What Obito didn't understand was that people change—especially women. Most act completely different around others than they do in private.
Take Shizune, for instance. Anyone meeting her would say: "What a gentle, traditional young lady."
But who could imagine that when these three got drunk together, this same "lady" would pick her toes while playing mahjong, out-gambling Tsunade herself?
As water droplets scattered, Shizune glanced at Mei.
"Still fighting?"
Mei's response was immediate and fierce.
"Damn right! Even if we have to level this village, we're driving this parasite out!"
"Otherwise, the Hidden Mist will never know peace. Future generations will carry the shame of the Bloody Mist era!"
With that declaration, Mei charged Yagura again, hands flying through seals.
Rin and Shizune flanked her, ready to strike.
"Lava Release: Lava Monster Technique!"
"Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique!"
Both attacks launched simultaneously—overwhelming molten liquid crashed against a massive water dragon in a spectacular collision.
From the side, Shizune unleashed a barrage of poison kunai at Yagura, several trailing explosive tags.
Meanwhile, on the high wall overlooking the alley, Rin and Obito had begun their own deadly dance.
Pure taijutsu at first—fists and feet moving in lethal harmony.
Within moments, Obito found himself completely outmatched.
As one of the Hidden Rain Village's potential second-generation leaders, Rin had trained under masters like Rinjin, Sakumo, and Rie. Her skills were far beyond what Obito could handle.
With both wielding Sharingan, his usual advantages evaporated.
Their fists connected as both simultaneously activated their ocular abilities, body parts beginning to phase in and out of the Kamui dimension.
For now, neither could gain a decisive edge.
On the main battlefield, Mei pressed her relentless assault.
Years of training had given her massive chakra reserves, letting her unleash devastating jutsu without concern for stamina.
Combined with the controlled Yagura's sluggish responses, Mei was actually winning.
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