106 Naruto Mobile Game

"Thanks for the Fireball, thank you."

"Hm? Who am I? The most famous ninja in the Ninja World, renowned across foreign lands—Hatake Kakashi!"

"If the streamer has the skill, try using little Naruto to clear Stage Three, hehe~ Sorry, I don't have the skill… Oh, I'll perform a round right away! Thanks for the gift."

These past few days, Kakashi felt like he had come back to life.

Not only could he chat with companions long gone from the past, he could also completely let himself go during live streams.

Getting into streaming had been a spur-of-the-moment decision, yet he hadn't expected it to suit him so perfectly.

Kakashi already came with built-in fame.

What he'd just said wasn't wrong at all—throughout the entire Ninja World, his reputation ranked among the very top.

When he first started streaming, he felt a bit embarrassed, but under the relentless barrage of gifts, he quickly fell.

Playing games while making money—who could resist that?

So today, the moment he had free time, he started streaming at home. To be this relaxed while on duty—there really was no one else like him.

[Nohara Rin: As expected… Kakashi has also become this kind of adult, huh....]

Kakashi, who was still thanking, suddenly saw this comment and almost couldn't hold it in.

"Rin, you know this—Ninja Mobile Game changes with each passing day. Without sufficient funds, you can't keep going. What's more, every few days I still have to treat my students."

Kakashi awkwardly explained himself.

Of course, this so-called "treat" didn't mean buying meals, but rather spending money to gift ninja characters to his students.

Still, the same thing applied: streaming for strangers was fine, but if there were acquaintances in the stream, it really did feel uncomfortable.

Just like when your family sees the novel you wrote.

[Kaka Family Army · Big Kaka: Streamer, hurry up and go PK. I've hated that bastard Kamui Cannot Hide Tears for a long time.]

[Kaka Family Army · Second Kaka: Seconded! It's way too abstract!]

[Kaka Family Army · Third Kaka: Seconded!!]

[Kaka Family Army · Kaka No.10087: Seconded!]

"PK?" Kakashi reacted.

This PK wasn't that PK.

It wasn't a Ninja Mobile Game arena duel, but a streamer-versus-streamer PK.

Two streamers connect their mics, the live rooms merge, and then fans vote, send money, and boost popularity. Within the time limit, whoever has higher popularity wins.

Kakashi got a rough understanding, though that "Kaka Family Army" name really made it hard to hold back.

At the very least, something like "Hatake Family Army" would've been better.

These fans who liked the streamer had spontaneously gathered together, uniting to fight for their streamer.

But… that PK opponent.

Kakashi's eyes flickered. With others he'd feel awkward, but if it was that masked man, he wished he could shove a Chidori straight through that guy's chest.

"Linked-mic PK request? Konoha Technician?"

...

Inside Kamui space, Obito looked at the incoming streamer PK challenge and sneered.

Didn't they know who the number-one streamer in the ninja streaming world was right now? Any random nobody dared to challenge him?

Eh, wait? Konoha Technician?

Accepted!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~

The live stream split into two screens.

Kakashi was on the right, Obito on the left, both able to see each other.

When enemies meet, their eyes burn red.

"Everyone, give me some support. I'll perform a Chidori-through-the-chest later," Kakashi said calmly.

Woohoo—

The people in the live room immediately got excited. All kinds of gift effects filled the screen, attracting even more spectators who loved watching chaos unfold.

Seeing Kakashi's side skyrocket in popularity, Obito refused to be outdone.

"Family~ Looks like I'll have to tell the story again—those years when I crossed hands with the Fourth Hokage!"

The moment he said this, his live room also exploded.

One could only say that he truly lived up to being the earliest streamer—his popularity grew insanely fast, quickly catching up to Kakashi.

Though, of course, there was no shortage of curses in the comments.

After all, this guy was clearly stepping on the Fourth Hokage to climb upward. Others might not know, but Konoha people absolutely couldn't tolerate it.

[Did your mom @#@ you? Looking to @#? @? F** you @@#!]

[Streamer hurry up and talk, last time I heard your story about beating up the Fourth Hokage it was Chapter Two, Section Thirty-Six.]

[If you've got the guts, take off the mask. Hiding your head—what kind of skill is that? Just a clown!]

[The Fourth Hokage-sama has been resurrected—why don't you dare fight him now?]

The barrage of comments flew everywhere.

But thanks to the Sharingan, Obito took it all in.

He directly ignored those foul remarks and said with a grin,

"Thanks, thanks. Wishing you all good health and eternal life!"

After saying that, he silently added in his heart…

If you die, you won't even get the chance to experience Infinite Tsukuyomi.

He really—I'm crying.

"To thank everyone for their enthusiasm, I've decided to sing a song for the viewers in the live room."

Obito pulled out a microphone from thin air. Background music automatically started playing.

After a brief moment of preparation, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Alone, I gather the memories between two people. Even though every time it comes to this, I end up crying. Why has everything become like this, unable to return to the past...."

Kakashi suddenly froze, staring at the masked man singing in a deep voice.

Why… this feeling?

Whose memories were these? Someone like him had memories too?

Who was crying? Wasn't it Kamui Cannot Hide Tears?

What had changed? What couldn't be returned to?

The barrage in the live room thinned out significantly. When the singing began, everyone unconsciously immersed themselves in it.

Of course, that included the protagonist of the Rin incident.

...

At this moment, the Pure Land could neither be seen nor heard, yet a strangely rhythmic sound entered.

It wasn't passionate or urgent, yet it was lyrical.

Rin stared blankly at the live room.

Kakashi's face was on the right, the masked man's face on the left.

The dividing seam between the two live rooms seemed to disappear. The images in her eyes became blurry, as if overlapping.

"The sweet words you once said to me were like fireworks that vanish in an instant, only stopping for the brief moment they bloom..."

Obito sang while secretly feeling smug.

This was a song from the live room's built-in song library. He'd even practiced it specially.

Now it seemed the effect really was amazing—the viewers must all be stunned, right?

With his right eye hidden behind the mask, he secretly glanced—not at the live room, but at Kakashi's reaction.

When he saw Kakashi standing there dumbfounded like an idiot, his heart felt even more delighted.

"Our love has a time difference..."

"Shut up!"

Kakashi shouted loudly, forcefully cutting off Obito just before he finished the next line—and snapping everyone awake.

"Oh? Have you admitted defeat, Konoha Technician?" Obito wasn't annoyed at all, saying with a cheerful smile.

Kakashi's expression shifted uncertainly, then he said coldly,

"Stop playing tricks. Singing proves nothing. What exactly was your purpose in instigating the Nine-Tails incident?"

"Well, maybe it was a whim, or maybe it was long premeditated. Who knows?" Obito shrugged.

"Stop pretending to be stupid. You're not Uchiha Madara. Who are you, really?"

"Does it matter? I'm nobody, and I don't want to become anyone… just call me Tobi."

"You're really nothing special. Wearing that mask for so long, you've even forgotten who you are..."

"Shut up!"

Obito suddenly erupted, roaring,

"Kakashi! You've already fallen into a piece of trash that only knows how to run its mouth! A life filled with regret suits you perfectly!"

Kakashi raised his hand and shut down the live room, directly declaring the end of this spur-of-the-moment PK.

Bang!

Obito stared at the other half of the screen that suddenly went dark, falling silent for a few seconds before also ending his stream.

The viewers in both live rooms were left dumbfounded.

The PK was going just fine—weren't they still singing? How did it turn into a fight in the blink of an eye, and now both streams were offline?

This ultimate showdown of the current live-streaming world ended in an anticlimactic fashion.

But the impact… might have only just begun...