Naruto :Madam, You Don’t Want Anything To Happen To Sasuke, Right?

But who exactly is the masked man?

Especially one who could easily flee, but chose not to.

In the blink of an eye, Orochimaru was caught up by him. He couldn't escape, even if he wanted to.

At first, Orochimaru felt a surge of panic. After all, he had defected from the Akatsuki without a word.

Because of that betrayal, Akatsuki had been hunting him for years, labeling him a traitor that must be eliminated.

Now that he'd been found, could he really expect a good ending?

But something wasn't right. Orochimaru quickly noticed that the situation seemed... off.

The masked man didn't attack. He hadn't unleashed a single offensive jutsu. He merely followed Orochimaru relentlessly until he'd been cornered with nowhere left to flee.

"What do you want?" Orochimaru asked, narrowing his golden eyes as he stared at the figure cloaked in shadow.

He didn't think he could win against the masked man—someone who wielded both the Sharingan and the Rinnegan—but compared to the overwhelming sense of dread he once felt facing Uchiha Haru, this was nothing.

Against the masked man, he still had options. If he couldn't win, he could always escape. A Kage-level shinobi like him wasn't so easily contained.

The masked man stood before him, his voice deep and indifferent, like it came from the mouth of a god staring into the abyss.

"Orochimaru," he said. "I need your help."

"If you return to Akatsuki now, I'll forgive your defection."

"And I still owe you a favor. If there ever comes a time you need me, I'll help you with everything I have."

"Oh?"

Orochimaru's curiosity was piqued. The fear in his expression vanished instantly, replaced by intrigue.

So it turned out this wasn't a manhunt. The masked man had come to ask him for help. A favor, no less—one that only he could fulfill.

That meant he didn't need to worry about being killed.

He might even gain something from this encounter.

"Tell me everything," Orochimaru said, voice calm and smooth.

"I need you to use the Impure World Reincarnation," the masked man said, his tone unwavering. "We're forming a joint front. Hidden Cloud, Hidden Rock, and Hidden Sand—together, we'll form a ninja coalition and march against Kirigakure... and Uchiha Haru."

Orochimaru's face remained relaxed at first. But as the masked man continued speaking, his expression grew darker—tense. When the words "Uchiha Haru of the Hidden Mist Village" came out, his entire body stiffened.

So this was the real reason.

He was being asked to stand against him.

The man who haunted his dreams.

Uchiha Haru—his eternal nightmare.

Even if he were told to die, Orochimaru would rather face death than confront that monster again.

Uchiha Haru was terrifying.

What that man had done to him went far beyond physical pain. It had ravaged his soul. Torn through his sanity. Left behind scars that refused to fade.

Even now, whenever Orochimaru thought of the torments Haru had inflicted in his dreams, his very soul trembled.

It wasn't just trauma—it was total spiritual annihilation.

That a single shinobi could carve such terror into the heart of someone like Orochimaru... It was inconceivable. And yet, Haru had done it.

Even now, Orochimaru hadn't recovered from that darkness.

And now the masked man wanted him to go against Uchiha Haru?

It didn't matter if it was a full-scale coalition with the major villages at their back—Hidden Cloud, Hidden Rock, Hidden Sand.

When faced with Uchiha Haru, none of it mattered.

In his heart, he already knew the outcome. Haru would win. Haru always won.

Still, he didn't let his dread show.

Instead, he nodded calmly, and answered without hesitation.

"Fine," Orochimaru said. "I accept."

"I'll rejoin Akatsuki and use my Impure World Reincarnation to help you wage war against the Hidden Mist Village... and Uchiha Haru."

The masked man gave a low laugh, full of satisfaction.

"Excellent! With you and your jutsu on our side, Orochimaru, we finally have a real chance of defeating Uchiha Haru!"

Orochimaru smiled as well.

But in the very next moment, a dagger appeared in his hand.

It was short—barely five or six inches—but glinted dangerously in the dim light, its sharp edge promising blood.

With a sudden lunge, Orochimaru drove the blade straight toward the masked man's chest.

The smile on his face twisted into a cruel sneer.

What kind of joke was this?

Fight Uchiha Haru?

Hadn't he suffered enough?

You want me to die?

Even now, just hearing that name—Uchiha Haru—shook him to his core.

Let alone being asked to stand against him.

Orochimaru would never provoke that man again.

Not even if it meant offending the entirety of Akatsuki.

Even if it meant death at the hands of the masked man.

So he made a choice.

Pretending to agree, Orochimaru seized the moment when the masked man let down his guard. Taking advantage of the opening, he launched a sudden attack, hoping to gain the upper hand.

And things unfolded almost exactly as he had envisioned.

The moment he heard Orochimaru's ready agreement, the masked man truly relaxed his vigilance, giving Orochimaru the opportunity to strike.

A dagger flashed coldly in his hand, the blade gleaming with murderous intent as it slashed toward the masked man.

Orochimaru believed that with this blade, aimed at point-blank range while the enemy was defenseless, the masked man wouldn't stand a chance.

But the moment the dagger was about to pierce his target, Orochimaru's expression twisted.

There was no resistance.

It was as if he had stabbed the air.

He had completely missed.

"Not good!"

Orochimaru instantly retreated, attempting to put distance between himself and the masked man.

But it was already too late.

As he moved back, he suddenly caught the masked man's gaze—cold, ruthless, and laced with condescension. There wasn't even anger in his expression, only a mocking amusement.

It was as if to say, You thought that little trick would work on me?

Who was the masked man, really?

Even if he wasn't the true Uchiha Madara, he was the one chosen by Madara.

A person like that—whether in strength or cunning—was an anomaly in the ninja world.

He had seen right through Orochimaru from the beginning.

Because he understood: a man like Orochimaru would never make a decision without careful thought.

So why did he agree so easily this time?

There could be only one reason—Orochimaru had no intention of honoring the deal. He had no desire to fight Uchiha Haru. He was just pretending to cooperate while planning something else.

The masked man had prepared for this possibility from the start. The instant Orochimaru struck, he used the power of his Mangekyō Sharingan to phase through the attack—becoming intangible and letting the dagger pass through him harmlessly.

And then—

"Shinra Tensei!" the masked man roared.

He raised a single hand, pointing directly at Orochimaru.

An overwhelming gravitational force surged forth.

Even a Kage-level shinobi like Orochimaru couldn't resist it. His body was yanked forward uncontrollably, flung through the air toward the masked man.

His expression twisted with alarm—not just because he'd lost control over his body, but because he recognized this technique.

That pull… this was the same ability used by Pain—the Almighty Push's reverse, a Rinnegan technique known as Banshō Ten'in.

He'd fought against Pain before. He had tasted the power of the Rinnegan firsthand.

Now, that same dreadful force dragged him straight into the masked man's grasp.

No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free.

"Orochimaru," the masked man said coldly, "you've got some nerve."

"How dare you lie to me? Do you know the price for deceiving me?"

But Orochimaru didn't flinch. Even facing death, he laughed mockingly.

"The price of offending you?"

"What a joke."

"Do you even understand what kind of person Uchiha Haru is?"

"You think just because you have the Rinnegan, you can take him down?"

"What about Tendo Pain? Even he was utterly humiliated. He couldn't even fight back against Uchiha Haru."

"Even if you're stronger than Pain now, so what? How much stronger could you possibly be? Strong enough to completely destroy Tendo Pain?"

"If not, then what are you doing trying to go up against Uchiha Haru? And why should I help you?"

"Are you trying to drag me down with you?"

At this point, Orochimaru dropped all pretense.

He believed the masked man was no fool. He would understand exactly what Orochimaru was trying to say.

It wasn't that Orochimaru refused to help.

He just didn't want to die.

But the masked man merely sneered. "Orochimaru, do you really think I'd go after Uchiha Haru without preparation?"

"Do you think I wasn't watching when he fought against Pain?"

"Do you think I don't know the true extent of Uchiha Haru's power?"

Orochimaru's pupils contracted. A confused look crossed his face.

Yes… the masked man wasn't reckless.

In fact, he was extremely calculating. Every step he took was planned to perfection.

Just like when Orochimaru had tried to sneak attack him earlier—despite the perfect disguise and timing, the masked man saw through it instantly and left him no opening.

Would someone like that really underestimate Uchiha Haru?

No.

Impossible.

Then… did he actually have a plan? A real strategy to deal with Uchiha Haru?

The masked man stepped closer, his voice lowering.

"Orochimaru… you've seen Uchiha Madara's body in Konoha, haven't you?"

"And you know I'm not the real Uchiha Madara."

Orochimaru didn't reply. His expression grew more serious.

The masked man's tone grew even colder.

"So, what if we bring the real Madara back using the Impure World Reincarnation?"

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