Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master

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All of this... felt incredibly familiar, as if it came from the depths of his soul.

Nagato's heart trembled violently, and her breath caught in her throat for a moment.

This is the very cozy little house where he, Yahiko, and Konan huddled together to survive the war and received guidance from Jiraiya!

Nagato slowly stood up, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the mottled texture of the wall. The familiar feel and warmth brought tears to his eyes.

"Did I...dream about this place again?" Nagato murmured, her voice trembling slightly.

He knew that what he was seeing must be a dream—after all, in reality, the cabin had long been destroyed in the war.

Nagato strode to the center of the room, his gaze sweeping across the room before settling on the opposite wall.

Three rectangular wooden plaques were neatly hung on one side of the wooden house.

The wooden sign is slightly worn, but the three names written in ink at the bottom are still clearly visible: "Nagato", "Yahiko", and "Konan".

That was the "flip-board" that Jiraiya-sensei made for them by hand back then—

The front of the wooden sign is carved with a cute little green toad, while the back is painted bright red.

At this very moment, the wooden plaque representing "Nagato" is hanging on the wall, with the red side facing outwards.

It means he is at home right now.

The other two wooden plaques, which were engraved with the names "Yahiko" and "Konan", were both turned upside down to resemble toads on the white side!

It means they will be back soon.

Nagato touched the wooden plaque in front of him with a nostalgic air.

This wasn't the first time he had dreamed of the little wooden house from back then.

However, when the same cottage scene reappears, it subtly reveals an unusual atmosphere.

"This time... seems a little different?"

Nagato looked down at her hands and unconsciously clenched them slightly, feeling the sensation of her nails digging into her palms.

Nagato murmured to himself, "Isn't this dream a little too real?"

[Ding! Nagato's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +200!]

Chapter 178 Both White Fang and Jiraiya have white hair, could it be that...?

The stands were very lively today.

When Xiao Nan opened her eyes, she found herself in an unfamiliar place.

The surroundings were dark and cold, as if I were in a huge, enclosed space.

She looked around warily, and behind her were rows of seats extending into the darkness, while a huge black screen floated not far in front of her.

Xiao Nan's heart tightened: Where is this? She remembered that she was clearly in the tower in Amegakure, how did she end up in this strange place in the blink of an eye?

Could we be under an illusion?

She tensed up instantly, ready to form hand seals to protect herself at any moment.

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly appeared, filled with shock: "Xiao Nan! Are you Xiao Nan? You're still alive?"

The sound echoed in the empty stands, startling Xiao Nan.

Xiao Nan quickly turned around and, using the dim light, recognized the owner of the voice—

A middle-aged man with white hair standing on end and a headband on his forehead was standing not far away, staring at himself in disbelief.

The man's face was filled with a mixture of surprise and astonishment; who else could it be but Jiraiya?

In an instant, Xiao Nan's breath hitched, and memories of the past flooded back like a tidal wave.

"Jiraiya?!" Konan exclaimed in disbelief, her expression suddenly changing as years of pent-up anger and resentment surged into her heart.

Her pretty face darkened, and her voice suddenly rose as she demanded, "Did you kidnap me and bring me here?! You abandoned us and left back then! Now you've kidnapped me here again, what exactly do you want?!"

Xiao Nan was furious; her slender body trembled slightly, and her fists clenched tightly.

[Ding! Xiao Nan's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +500!]

Without a second thought, she unleashed all the pent-up resentment she had harbored towards Jiraiya over the years, her questions echoing jarringly in the empty theater.

Jiraiya felt a little embarrassed upon hearing this. He scratched his messy white hair and said with a wry smile, "Konan, it's been a long time. You've grown into a great beauty. How are the other two doing?"

He tried to make his tone sound light and to ease Xiao Nan's anger.

[Ding! Jiraiya's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +300!]

Thinking of this, a trace of guilt and complexity flashed in Jiraiya's eyes, but more than that, there was an overwhelming sense of relief—at least Konan was still alive and well.

"Hmph..." Konan stared coldly at Jiraiya, ignoring his flattery.

When they met again after a long time, the man greeted her with pleasantries and compliments as if nothing had happened, which only fueled her anger.

Just as she was about to continue her questioning, her eyes suddenly lit up—

The huge, pitch-black screen suddenly lit up!

A warm yellow light instantly illuminated the audience seats.

Xiao Nan's gaze was drawn to the screen.

A familiar figure appeared on the screen: red hair, thin, with a dazed and confused look in his eyes.

It was none other than the young Nagato!

Konan's heart skipped a beat, and she blurted out in surprise, "Nagato?!"

Jiraiya was also drawn to the screen.

On the screen, Nagato is standing in a small wooden hut, looking around in a daze.

"Looks like Nagato is alright too!" Jiraiya glanced at the screen, relieved, and murmured to himself, a clear look of relaxation on his face.

If someone can appear as the protagonist in a dream, it means they are still alive.

The weight that had been hanging over me seemed to be lifted by half.

Xiao Nan was still in shock.

Just as Konan was filled with doubt and surprise, a familiar voice drifted from not far away, clearly tinged with mockery: "Looks like today is Nagato's dream! What a lucky guy!"

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the two people present.

Xiao Nan was startled by the sound and looked sharply toward its source.

A figure slowly emerged from the darkness, a tall man wearing a strange mask with an orange background and black stripes—the tiger-skin mask she hated so much!

The masked man only revealed a small hole in his right eye, which was currently flashing red light, giving off a sinister feeling.

"Xiao Nan, be careful, this guy is dangerous!"

Suddenly, a figure flashed out from the side and stood in front of her.

Jiraiya spread his arms to shield Konan behind him, staring at the newcomer with a wary and serious look in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect you to come too!"

Obito chuckled, his voice betraying no emotion through his mask: "Hmph."

He completely ignored Jiraiya's questioning, walked to one side of the audience seats, casually chose a seat, crossed his legs in a comfortable position, and leisurely looked at the large screen in front of him—

He had a completely relaxed, spectator-like attitude.

Clearly, in this strange space, he had no concern that Jiraiya would pose a threat to him.

This mysterious theater prohibits all fighting; audience members are not allowed to fight each other there.

Instead of wasting time on that, you'd be better off watching the Chairman's dreams.

Seeing that he was only focused on the screen and seemed to have no intention of causing trouble, Jiraiya's guard relaxed slightly.

However, the thought that the person sitting in front of him was a dangerous figure who had repeatedly stirred up trouble in the ninja world made him dare not be careless. He could only stand still and secretly observe the other party's every move.

Obito's gaze never left the screen, seemingly showing no interest in the two people in front of him.

Konan looked at Jiraiya, who was still blocking her way, and felt extremely complicated.

She hated Jiraiya to the core, yet he was protecting her like this, leaving her with mixed feelings.

Her nose stung with tears, but she quickly put on a stern face as if she had just remembered something, and said awkwardly in a low voice, "Who needs your help!"

As she spoke, she shoved Jiraiya aside, who was blocking her way, and strode toward Obito.

"Konan?!" Jiraiya was taken aback, and reached out his hand to stop her in confusion, but it was too late.

He never expected that Xiao Nan would so easily break free from him and walk towards the dangerous masked man, and for a moment he was completely bewildered.

Konan walked straight up to Obito, looked down at him with displeasure, and said, "You're the one who brought me here, aren't you?"

"Only you could do something like this so silently! I will report this to Payne truthfully!"

Konan's barrage of questions clearly indicated that she was convinced Obito was the culprit.

Her eyes were like blades, and she wished she could poke two holes in the hateful mask in front of her.

Faced with Konan's questioning, Obito lazily raised his head and shrugged at her.

He helplessly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, his voice devoid of emotion: "Then you really have misunderstood me. Your presence here has nothing to do with me!"

Xiao Nan narrowed her beautiful eyes upon hearing this, her anger growing even stronger: "Still trying to argue?"

She gritted her teeth, her chakra surging unconsciously throughout her body, but she quickly realized that she still couldn't mobilize her power.

He clenched his fists in frustration and glared at Obito with hatred.

Jiraiya, listening from the side, was completely bewildered.

He looked at Konan on the left and Obito on the right, his face full of confusion: "You two know each other?"

Jiraiya was dumbfounded.

He originally thought that Xiao Nan and the masked man were meeting for the first time, but to his surprise, their conversation suggested that they had already interacted before.

When exactly did Xiao Nan meet this dangerous person?

Judging from the conversation just now, it seems there was some past conflict?