Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master

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The dimly lit, familiar secret room, the cold instruments, and Kimimaro lying quietly beside him—everything reminded him that he had returned to reality.

He let out a long sigh, reached up to adjust his glasses that had slipped off his nose, and tried to calm his erratic breathing and heartbeat.

After calming down a bit, Kabuto immediately stood up and bent down to check on Kimimaro's condition.

His gaze quickly swept over the readings of various monitoring instruments, confirming that the other person's vital signs were stable and there were no abnormalities, before he felt relieved.

"call……"

Kabuto Yakushi let out a soft breath, then sat back down in the chair.

Even so, his expression remained gloomy and uncertain, and his heart was clearly not truly at peace.

The various scenes from his dream kept replaying in his mind, causing him to frown more and more, unable to let go of them.

Recalling the events of last night, a shadow crossed Kabuto Yakushi's eyes.

That could never be the real Lord Orochimaru!

Some time ago, he and Orochimaru launched a surprise attack on Itachi Uchiha of the Akatsuki organization.

As soon as Orochimaru appeared, before he could even make a move, he was frozen in place by the powerful genjutsu cast by Itachi Uchiha's Mangekyou Sharingan.

At the critical moment, Kabuto Yakushi attempted to attack and restrain Itachi Uchiha to help Lord Orochimaru out of trouble.

But before he could get close to the other party, a tall figure suddenly blocked his way.

A muffled thud.

He was violently swept away by Kisame Hoshigaki's Samehada.

Later, for some reason, he lost consciousness.

When Kabuto slowly awoke, Orochimaru was nowhere to be seen, leaving only the muddy ground soaked by the rain.

He searched frantically everywhere, but found no valuable clues. Helpless, he had no choice but to endure his pain and return to the Sound Village base alone.

After calmly analyzing the situation, he guessed that Orochimaru was most likely captured by the Akatsuki.

Even so, he didn't dare to go back to the Akatsuki organization to inquire about information.

His identity within Akatsuki was that of Sasori of the Red Sand. Now, he was following Lord Orochimaru in attacking Itachi Uchiha, which meant that his identity was exposed on the spot.

Returning now would be tantamount to walking into a trap and courting death.

Since returning to the base, Kabuto Yakushi moved Kimimaro to this secluded secret room, and he stayed here day and night, waiting for Lord Orochimaru to return.

He firmly believed that with Lord Orochimaru's wisdom and strength, there was no cage in the world that could confine him.

As long as I stay in Otogakure and wait patiently, Lord Orochimaru will reappear sooner or later.

However, two consecutive bizarre dream experiences gradually shook Kabuto Yakushi's original confidence.

The abnormal behavior of Lord Orochimaru in his dream kept replaying in his mind, sending chills down his spine.

The Orochimaru who smiled gently in his dreams and was even willing to give up some of his research results to care about the lives of others made Kabuto feel both unfamiliar and terrified.

If those dreams weren't just baseless rumors, but rather reflected, to some extent, Lord Orochimaru's true predicament...

Did Lord Orochimaru suffer some inhuman torture that caused him to lose his mind?

Otherwise, why would you make that expression in your dream?

"Dou...you seem quite unsettled."

A weak yet firm voice suddenly rang out, interrupting Kabuto Yakushi's thoughts.

Kimimaro's voice was weak and low, but filled with deep concern.

He keenly sensed the unease in Yakushi Kabuto's heart.

Kabuto was silent for a moment, then forced a smile and asked in a low voice, "You're awake?"

Kimimaro turned his neck with difficulty and weakly uttered a soft "hmm".

He stared intently at Kabuto Yakushi, panting as he asked, "Lord Orochimaru... hasn't he returned yet?"

Yakushi Kabuto's expression darkened, and he did not answer immediately.

He pushed up his glasses and gently shook his head.

Kimimaro was one of Orochimaru's most loyal followers.

Kabuto did not deliberately hide Orochimaru's current movements from Kimimaro.

Therefore, upon hearing Kabuto's tacit reply, Kimimaro remained silent for a few seconds before struggling to lift his arm, which was covered in tubes, in an attempt to prop himself up.

"I'll go take a look..." Kimimaro said softly, raising his hand to remove the seal covering his face.

With a soft tearing sound, the seal was forcibly ripped off, revealing emerald green eyes.

"Lord Orochimaru might... cough, cough..."

"no!"

Kabuto quickly stepped forward, pressed Kimimaro's shoulders with both hands, and forcefully pushed him back onto the mattress.

"You'd better just lie there quietly!"

"But... but... if this continues, I won't be able to help at all if I stay here..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was overwhelmed by a sense of powerlessness and could only helplessly shut his mouth.

Seeing that he had finally given up struggling, Kabuto slowly released his hand from his shoulder.

He held Kimimaro's shoulder with one hand, while carefully using the other to reattach the torn-off seal to Kimimaro's face.

As soon as the talisman was applied, the black curse marks spread across Kimimaro's face again, casting a shadow over his unwilling eyes once more.

Kabuto sighed and softened his tone, advising, "Kimimaro, don't move around rashly. I'll take care of Lord Orochimaru's matter. Just focus on recovering and don't do anything rash."

Kimimaro slowly loosened his clenched fist, which then fell limply to the side of the bed.

He closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath, as if turning all his resentment into this sigh.

Kimimaro was well aware of his own physical condition.

Even so, he still longed to do his last bit of effort for Lord Orochimaru.

Even if it costs me my life, I want to see Orochimaru-sama's safety with my own eyes.

He hated this feeling of helplessness that prevented him from moving, yet he had no choice but to accept reality.

After a moment, he whispered, "...I'm sorry, Kabuto."

Knowing his own situation well, he could only condense all his heartfelt words into this one apology.

"Don't say anything, just get some rest." Kabuto gently shook his head, interrupting the other person.

He adjusted his glasses again, a cold glint reflecting off the lenses.

At that moment, he was already rapidly calculating the next steps he should take.

Kabuto was well aware of just how weak Kimimaro's body had become.

I'm afraid I can only manage one more difficult move at most.

Kimimaro's bloodline disease is nearing its end; every time he uses his power, it rapidly burns away what little life he has left.

Kabuto must not allow Kimimaro to act rashly.

As Kimimaro fell back into a deep sleep, Kabuto Yakushi stood quietly by the bedside, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He slowly lowered his head, his expression shifting between light and shadow, but deep down he made a decision at that moment.

He couldn't just sit idly by; he had to do something!

Chapter 209 Black Zetsu Watching Movies: Hmph, foolish humans!

Itachi Uchiha woke up very early.

The morning breeze seeped into the room, while outside, a light drizzle pattered against the windowsill.

Itachi stood by the window, his gaze fixed on the outline of the village through the rain, and took a deep breath.

The cold, damp air filled his lungs, but it only made him feel refreshed, without any discomfort.

Just a few days ago, he was extremely weak.

Now, his body has not only recovered to its peak condition, but it even shows a faint trend of becoming even stronger!

Suddenly, a noisy voice came from his body: "Hey, Itachi, let's go find a lively place to play! Staying here all day is too boring—"

Itachi remained unmoved, as if he hadn't heard, and continued to silently gaze out the window.

The creature called "Afei" had been with him for some time, and its initially unbearable chatter noisy annoyance now went unnoticed by Itachi.

After spending this time together, he had already figured out the nature of the parasite.

He possesses bizarre abilities but lacks intelligence, and is exceptionally loyal to Obito's orders.

Therefore, as long as he doesn't betray Obito, this chatterbox won't leave his body on its own.

As for the other party's incessant chatter, just ignore it.

Seeing that Itachi was completely ignoring him, Tobi became anxious and shouted, "Hey! Itachi! Are you mute? Why aren't you answering? Ignoring your comrades is bad behavior!"

At the same time, the white substance wrapped around the weasel's body began to wriggle restlessly.

The white spikes that were originally coiled on both sides of the weasel's neck have now transformed into several slender tentacles, which waved incessantly in mid-air as Afei complained.

However, Itachi remained indifferent.

"Ugh—seriously, you bastard!" Tobi started yelling, "Why aren't you talking to me? Itachi! Say something!"

Suddenly, a long, drawn-out cry of a crow rang out.

Itachi's brow twitched slightly.

His jet-black pupils instantly turned crimson, and his three-tomoe Sharingan eyes instantly formed complex patterns.

Afei's waving white tentacles suddenly froze, as if a pause button had been pressed, leaving them suspended in mid-air, no longer moving.

The incessant noise disappeared without a trace.

Itachi stretched out his right hand, and a jet-black raven swooped down from the gloomy sky and landed steadily on his wrist.