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==="That masked man will soon seek out Itachi Uchiha. Just wait, and you'll meet him."
Sasame's tone was casual, as if discussing the weather. Even if Obito defied expectations and didn't go after Itachi—well, not his problem.
"Why target Itachi?" Orochimaru's brow furrowed.
Though Itachi had joined the ANBU, Orochimaru still saw him as his future vessel.
"What do you think?" Sasame countered.
"…The Mangekyō Sharingan." Orochimaru's expression darkened. Another competitor.
"Free intel," Sasame lied smoothly, "he's from my organization too. But I dislike him—so feel free to kill him."
Orochimaru's eyes narrowed. No wonder he knows the man's movements.
"Now—hand over the three jutsu, and I'll explain the Mangekyō's awakening."
A pause. Silence stretched.
"Wait here."
Minutes later, Orochimaru returned with three scrolls: Edo Tensei, Flying Thunder God, and Curse Mark.
Sasame pretended to skim them—while spending 3 Fate Points to verify authenticity.
The first two were clean.
The third? A trap.
"Orochimaru." Sasame tossed back the Curse Mark scroll. "Lack of sincerity ends all future deals."
Orochimaru's pulse spiked. How? No one could detect his modifications that fast!
"An… outdated version. My mistake." He forced a smile.
"Spare the theatrics." Sasame's grin turned razor-edged. "But mistakes demand compensation."
The air chilled.
"The Curse Mark is complex," Orochimaru conceded. "I'll provide a test subject—a talented subordinate for reference."
Ah. Poisoned bait.
"Her name?" Sasame arched a brow. "If unsatisfied, I'll pick another."
"Tayuya."
A red-haired girl stormed in, scowling. At twelve, she already radiated venom.
[Fate Changes Detected!]
Obito Uchiha: +70 Fate Points
Itachi Uchiha: +56 Fate Points
Tayuya: +40 Fate Points
Orochimaru: +23 Fate Points
"Till next time." Sasame reached for Tayuya—
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" She recoiled, teeth bared.
Feisty. Sasame smirked. This'll be fun.
New Location – Safehouse
Tayuya blinked—then exploded.
"BAKA! HENTAI! URUSAI!" Her face flushed crimson. "WHAT DO YOU WANT?!"
"Who taught you those words?" Sasame sighed. "Come here. Checkup."
"DIE!"
Her hair flared as her skin blackened, white horns erupting from her skull—Curse Mark: Stage 1.
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