Naruto: Transmigrated as Obito with the System

Watching Setsuna stride toward Kirigakure, Black Zetsu curled his lips into an amused smirk.

"Heh, I hope your abilities match the arrogance of your words," he muttered, letting out a theatrical sigh as he wiped away imaginary tears.

"Oh, my poor, frail mother, trapped alone for nearly a millennium…" His voice broke into mock sobs, "Boo-hoo-hoo…"

White Zetsu, standing nearby, chuckled at the melodrama. "Black Zetsu, your crying is truly… unique."

"Shut up!" Black Zetsu snapped.

"Oh… okay," White Zetsu mumbled, shrugging.

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Outside Kirigakure

Two gatekeepers, stationed at the village's entrance, squinted at the figure approaching. Their hands tightened instinctively around their weapons as they saw what appeared to be a humanoid dumpling walking toward them.

One of the Kirigakure shinobi called out cautiously, "Who are you?"

Setsuna's gaze swept over the two with an air of disinterest. Her crimson Mangekyō Sharingan glimmered faintly under the moonlight.

The guards froze, their expressions twisting with visible conflict before fading into eerie calmness. Silently, they pushed open the gates, allowing her to enter without resistance.

"The defenses on the eastern side are weaker. Taking control should be instantaneous…" Setsuna murmured to herself before striding purposefully toward the area.

Her Mangekyō Sharingan, shaped like a near-circular four-pointed star, shimmered ominously. In the black of night, the eerie glow was particularly unsettling.

Throughout her journey into the village, Setsuna encountered three patrol teams. Yet, she didn't even need to lift a finger. A single glance sufficed to incapacitate her targets, rendering them completely obedient.

She raised her left hand, studying her pale, flawless skin, and let out a soft hum.

"These so-called Hashirama Cells are truly remarkable. Despite the strain of using my ocular techniques, my eyes only feel slightly fatigued."

Her gaze turned toward a towering building ahead—the Mizukage's Office, her target for the night.

Silently infiltrating the Mizukage's office, Setsuna found a long-haired man diligently poring over documents at his desk. He exuded the composed demeanor of a leader wholly dedicated to his duties.

"A capable Kage indeed," she thought, a flicker of icy malice flashing through her eyes.

The Third Mizukage spoke without lifting his head.

"You're quite bold to come here alone and infiltrate Kirigakure."

His voice carried a low, dangerous edge. "But since you're here, you won't be leaving."

A minute later, Setsuna was reclining casually in a chair, massaging her sore eyes.

Behind her, the Third Mizukage stood dutifully, rubbing her shoulders.

"Impressive for a Kage," Setsuna remarked. "The chakra required to control you far exceeds what I used for those other shinobi."

The Mizukage smiled faintly. "You flatter me, but in the end, I still succumbed to your power."

Setsuna let out a pleased hum. "Naturally."

When the Mizukage's hands strayed toward her arm to adjust her posture, she slapped them away sharply.

His brows furrowed in confusion. "My lady…?"

A faint flush crept across Setsuna's face beneath her mask. That hand had almost touched somewhere inappropriate!

"That's enough. Stop." She turned abruptly, her crimson eyes glowing as she pierced through the Mizukage's consciousness, rifling through his memories with ease. The man offered no resistance, allowing her to explore his mind freely.

After a moment, Setsuna opened her eyes, a shadow of doubt flickering across her features. What… could this mean?

Pushing aside her questions for the moment, she turned to the Mizukage.

"Who in your village do you hold in the highest regard as a successor? Someone you'd trust to take your position in the future?"

The Mizukage answered without hesitation. "That would be Yagura Karatachi. He's an excellent shinobi—pure-hearted, gifted, and beloved by everyone."

"Yagura Karatachi, huh?" Setsuna mused. "Summon him here immediately."

The Mizukage hesitated. "Right now?"

"Yes," Setsuna ordered firmly. "Right now."

Relenting, the Mizukage called out, "Guards!"

Two masked ANBU swiftly entered the office, ignoring the peculiar sight of Setsuna lounging at the Mizukage's desk with her legs propped up.

"What are your orders, Mizukage-sama?" one asked.

"Bring Yagura Karatachi here. Tell him I have something important to discuss."

"Yes!" The ANBU departed without question.

"Things are going smoother than expected…" Setsuna thought to herself.

Her success stemmed from her Mangekyō Sharingan ability—a terrifyingly insidious ocular jutsu known as Huangenzun. With just a glance, she could implant a seed of desire into her target's heart. This seed would grow into a blossoming flower of compulsion, corrupting their will.

What made this ability particularly sinister was that it left the victim's consciousness intact. They retained their autonomy yet obeyed her commands without question.

Unless someone possessed a willpower vastly superior to hers or lived without any desires, Setsuna's jutsu was nearly impossible to resist.

At her current level of chakra, she could maintain control over up to thirty individuals simultaneously. However, exceeding this limit required her to relinquish control over an existing target.

"I hope this Yagura Karatachi proves worthy of my attention," she murmured.

Ten minutes later, a knock echoed at the door.

"Come in," the Mizukage called.

The door opened to reveal a young man with green hair and striking violet eyes. His expression carried a hint of puzzlement.

"Mizukage-sama, you called for me?"

This was Yagura Karatachi.

Setsuna studied the youth before her—a baby-faced shinobi with a scar beneath his left eye. She couldn't help but note how young he appeared, though she had learned from the Mizukage's memories that Yagura's skills far exceeded his age.

Still, she thought wryly, Kids these days… already throwing kunai while I'm still dealing with brats.

Likewise, Yagura's gaze landed on Setsuna, and his heart skipped a beat. Who is this dumpling-faced stranger sitting in the Mizukage's chair? And why is Mizukage-sama standing beside them like an attendant?

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