"Kakashi has been stubborn since he was young. I'm afraid of him.……"

At this point, Sakumo sighed deeply. Obito

's heart trembled.

Could it be that Sakumo has realized something?

A sense of powerlessness surged in his heart.

He really liked this gentle senior in front of him, and he also wanted to do something for him.

But now he has little power and his strength is weak.

In addition to sighing silently in his heart... it seems that he can't do anything. With his thoughts flowing, Obito looked directly into Sakumo's eyes and said very seriously

"Senior White Fang, you must be well, please cheer up."

Sakumo chuckled and said nothing more.

After practicing with Obito for a while, he led Obito out of the training room.

In the living room.

Kakashi had just cleaned up the kitchen and sat on the sofa to rest for a while.

Then Sakumo walked in and said

"Son, it's time for little Obito to leave. Go and see him off."

Kakashi sighed in his heart.

He stood up calmly and nodded in agreement.

"Good father."

When Obito left, he said goodbye to Sakumo with a heavy heart.

"Goodbye, Senior White Fang. Thank you for your hospitality today."

……

The moonlight was pale and the wind was cold. The streets that were busy during the day were deserted at night.

The footsteps of the two little guys were the only sound in the night.

Kakashi looked at Obito and couldn't help asking.

"My father...what did he tell you?"

Obito thought for a moment, shrugged and said

"Senior White Fang said that you are too cold and need to make more friends. Let me take care of you in the future."

Kakashi snorted coldly.

These words really sounded like they came from his father, and... with Obito's IQ, he shouldn't lie.

So what is his father thinking?!

He doesn't need Obito, a fool, to take care of him!

Kakashi complained crazily in his heart, but on the surface he said nothing.

So the atmosphere between the two of them returned to silence again.

As they walked, Obito arrived home.

He waved goodbye to Kakashi naturally.

"Goodbye, Kakashi."

Kakashi nodded slightly in response.

Then he left without looking back.

Seeing this, Obito curled his lips and complained in a low voice:

""Tsk, what a cold guy!"

He shook his head and shouted into the house.

"Grandma, I'm back!"

……

The next morning, before the chickens next door crowed, Obito got up from the bed.

As long as he didn't have to go to school, he would never sleep in.

"Hmm, what should I do today?"

Just when Obito was struggling, the system gave him three options:

【Option 1: No woman in mind, draw the sword naturally. Practice the sword drawing technique 10,000 times. Completion reward: Sword drawing technique (mastery)】

【Option 2: Why practice swordplay? It's like playing with Kakashi's eyeballs. It's not a good idea to go play... Isn't it nice to play with Lin? Completion reward: Little Bird +0.1cm】

【Option 3: I am not interested in women or swordsmanship. I just want to lie down at home. Completion reward: 0.01 chakra】

"Hiss... First, let's rule out option 3. I rise up with the crowing of a chicken and strive for self-improvement. How can I be the kind of person who doesn't seek to make progress?"

"Option 2 looks tempting, but 0.1cm? Is the difference between me and the trustee just that 0.1cm?……"

"Ahem, if I want to improve my strength quickly, option 1 is more suitable for me."

Obito quickly made up his mind.

"Just choose option 1, and start practicing swordsmanship after dinner!"

Grandma hasn't gotten up yet.

After eating some bread and drinking a bag of milk, Obito picked up the Yingxiu with great interest.

Then, according to the techniques taught by Sakumo, he began to practice the sword-drawing technique.

"Hasa gay!"

"Death is like the wind, always by my side!"

"The more I slash, the more powerful the sword becomes... Uh, I think I'm practicing with a sword?"

An hour later,

Obito put away the shadow show panting and sat down on the ground.

His arms were like lead and he couldn't lift them at all.

Hmm.

For some second-year reasons, his voice was a little hoarse.

"Alas, in two hours, I only finished less than a hundred strokes."

"How long will it take me to finish practicing this ten thousand times?……!!!"

He sighed and groaned.

He felt that he was under pressure that he shouldn't be under at his age.

But thinking from another perspective, it was actually not that bad.

After all, he was still young.

He didn't need these two arms to do something special for the time being.

……

The one-week vacation passed in a flash.

Obito didn't go anywhere, just practiced swordplay at home.

Seven days, do you know how I spent these seven days?!

The skin on my hands was almost worn off, my shoulders were shaking and I had periarthritis of the shoulder, and my elbows could hardly move in circles!

But even though he was so diligent, he couldn't even reach one-fifth of the progress.

"Well, let's stop here today."

Obito sighed, tremblingly put down the shadow show in his hand.

Then he dragged his body and threw himself on the bed.

"I have to go to school tomorrow, so I have to go to bed early." He thought to himself.

At this moment, a multiple-choice question appeared in front of him.

【Option 1: Stay up late to cultivate immortality, and your magic power will be boundless... or sacrifice to the heavens. Work hard, young man! Completion reward: Double the progress of the current task (Sword Drawing Technique)】

【Option 2: Pretend not to see Option 1. Completion reward: Vision -1. 】

Fuck!

Is this the legendary seemingly having a choice, but actually having no choice?

Obito sat up in shock from his dying illness and shouted,"I can

"I can do it!"

Grandma's faint voice came from outside the house.

"Oh Bitto……"

Obito said awkwardly

"Sorry grandma, sorry, sorry, please take a rest.

He raised his arm and weakly picked up the shadow show. He started a new round of progress again.

……

The next morning,

Obito walked towards the school listlessly with two big dark circles under his eyes, looking like a certain celebrity and athlete.

"Ah, I'm so sleepy!"

"But after getting the reward of doubling the progress, I have almost reached 4,000 times now... Is this the joy of working so hard?"

He entered the classroom with a choking sound.

When he got to his seat, he fell asleep without saying a word.

""Hu~Hu~Hu~"

I don't know how long it took.

The little girl's soft voice sounded in my ears.

"Obito-kun, Mr. Kisuke is here, get up quickly."

Obito rubbed his eyes, sat up sleepily, his mind was blank.

Who am I, where am I, why am I so handsome...

Urahara Kisuke strode into the classroom in a hurry.

He held up a report card and stood on the podium with a beaming look on his face.

"Classmates, I have good news for you."

He deliberately kept everyone in suspense before continuing.

"Our class's average score this time...is the best in the grade!"

The children cheered in unison.

"Oh oh oh!"

Nagano said loudly

"Teacher Kisuke, when will you treat us to a big meal?"

Kisuke scratched his head in confusion.

"What feast?"

The classroom was filled with boos.

"Huh——"

Even though Kisuke was thick-skinned, he couldn't help but break down and feel embarrassed.

He had really planned to treat the children to a meal.

But his wife refused to support him.

He did have some private money... but it was not enough.

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