Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

Now, the three of them were in a stalemate in the backyard without speaking.

Madara tried his best to restrain himself so as not to reach out and pick up this naughty kid who didn't know the heights of the sky and beat him to death.

As if he sensed that Madara's anger could no longer be suppressed, Obito shrank back in fear, and Kagura reacted and blocked Obito's face reflexively.

Although Madara is angry, he won't really beat him to death. Why does Kagura look at him with such a look?

Resentful and stubborn, who does she think he is, Uchiha Madara?

"Obito, do you know how precious the eyes of the Uchiha clan are? Do you know that not all Uchiha clan members can open their eyes?"

"...I heard it from Mr. Izuna."

"You actually gave away such precious eyes so easily, haha."

"But he is Kakashi."

After subconsciously saying this, Obito shut his mouth in annoyance. Any normal person knows how important his eyes are to him, let alone his Sharingan.

Well now, he has become a one-eyed dragon, and there is only one left.

However, because the opponent was Kakashi, he was completely confused and lost his correct judgment.

Obito defended in a low voice, "Didn't you always teach me to be aboveboard in doing things, to do things one by one, and to take responsibility for mistakes? Then I will do this..."

Madara seemed to have nothing wrong with Obito's sophistry. He had indeed taught him these principles personally. Now it seems that although this child is not very smart, he is still good inside and is a good child.

Thinking like this, most of Madara's anger had disappeared. Seeing Obito's aggrieved look with his mouth pouted, he felt even more regretful.

Opening his eyes at the age of nine is rare among the tribe.

Although this child is not very smart, he is very emotional.

"Obito, come here." Madara waved to him.

Obito hesitated and looked at Kagura with his remaining eye as if asking for help.

Madara couldn't help but look at Obito like this, as if he really looked like a very scary person.

He chuckled softly and said in a deep voice: "Auntie can't save you because she doesn't have extra eyes."

Hearing what he said, Obito was stunned on the spot, holding the hem of Kagura's shirt tightly with both hands. He slowly poked his head out and asked him uncertainly: "Madara-sama, what do you mean by this?"

"Just like Izuna's eyes can see again, you should be able to, too."

After Obito snorted, he muttered: "I'm not Mr. Izuna, I'm just a child. How can any tribesman be willing to dedicate a pair of eyes to me? Moreover, I am not willing to benefit myself at the cost of others losing their light. "

Obito's words immediately made Madara laugh. He patted his head heavily with his big hand and laughed out loud.

Obito avoided Madara's "attack" with his little back straight.

He said loudly, "I can become an excellent ninja even if I only have one eye. It's no big deal!"

Having said that, he is still a child after all, and he is still very sad to lose an eye.

"You are indeed an idiot. If you had come back and told me, you wouldn't have lost an eye, and Kakashi would still have had an eye transplant."

"Madara-sama, do you mean that you have ready-made eyes that can be transplanted?"

Kagura thought, not only did he have one, but he would probably have many more. For a clan like this with blood inheritance limits, it was already a routine operation to recover the eyes of ninjas killed in battle. Madara, as the former clan leader, was bound to do the same.

After receiving Madara's affirmative answer, Obito was completely messed up. He grabbed his hair with both hands and cried loudly, "So Izuna-sama was joking with me at that time? He knew you had a lot of spare eyes and told me, His eyes were donated by others, ah ah ah, my eyes, my eyes..."

Kagura actually quickly accepted this fact after the shock. After all, it was in the original work. Now it's just that the time has been advanced and the reason has been changed, but the ending is actually the same.

She sighed, a little sad.

I originally thought that Kakashi could escape the fate of becoming Hatake's [-]-[-] Kai, but now that he has the Sharingan that cannot be closed, he has returned to his original state.

Just like Asuma was the unit of measurement for ninja coins, Kakashi still couldn't escape the fate of being the unit of measurement for chakra.

"Obito, let's do this. If you really can't bear it, go to Kakashi and ask for your eyes back." Kakashi's chakra does not stretch his hips without his Sharingan, so he might have inherited Tobirama's. Once you become smart, you can develop other ninjutsu.

Although Obito felt sorry for his eyes, he was a man and there was no reason to take back what he had given away. He would not do such a shameful thing.

"I don't want it, just give it away. Going back on your word is not what the Uchiha clan does."

The back of the head was hit hard by Madara again, and Madara's face became serious.

Picking up the uchiwa fan thrown on the ground, Madara warned him, "Don't touch my things in the future. I never keep useless garbage, but you, a child, cannot touch any of my things. You , not yet old enough to touch this.”

Weighing the flame fan in his hand, Madara was glad that Obito didn't take the sickle away with him, but after today's lesson, Obito probably wouldn't dare to mess around again.

Kagura glared at Obito and asked him, "Have you remembered all Madara-sama's words?"

Obito nodded hurriedly, fearing that if his determination was too slow, Madara would regret not transplanting his left eye.

What Obito got was also a three-magatama Sharingan, and another person's eye was transplanted into the eye socket. This feeling was very strange. There was no foreign body sensation in the body, but he was somewhat xenophobic in his heart.

Seeing the world with Sharingan is very different from ordinary eyes. Now that he has opened his eyes, Madara must tell him how to use these eyes to the best of his ability.

At this time, Obito was immersed in the dual joy of regaining sight in his left eye and opening his Sharingan. As for how much of Madara's explanation he had listened to, it was hard to say.

He was smug about opening his eyes, and took Madara's arm and asked him, "Madara-sama, I was able to open the Sharingan at the age of nine. Does this mean that I am not a fool, but a genius?"

Madara snorted and mocked him dismissively.

In fact, many Uchiha people have a bad habit, and that is arrogance.

Maybe it's the pride brought by his background, or maybe it's because of his talent.

But look at Obito, this kid has been like a kid since he was a child. No matter how you look at it, you can't compare it to talent.

Children are very innocent, so Obito Wuxin laughed at Madara and continued to ask: "Madara-sama, how many Sharingan do you have? Isn't it said that there are very few people who open their eyes?"

There are not many eyes open, and I really don’t have many. Having the eyes of a clan member is a complicated and not good feeling. Each pair represents a deceased clan member. The more you have, the more clan members have died. .

"I don't have many eyes, Obito," Madara stared at the innocent child very seriously and said, "So don't think that even if your eyes are injured, I will have spare eyes for you to use. Don't even think about this kind of thing. I think you have used this only opportunity, do you understand?"

Obito looked at Madara blankly and shook his head like a rattle. It was obvious that he didn't understand.

"Our eyes are very precious. You have to protect them. If there is another time, you will really become a blind man."

If you say this, he will understand.

He nodded, his expression was a little dazed, his mouth moved, and he suddenly blurted out, "I don't know if my eyes stay in Kakashi's sockets well, and I don't know what it feels like for Kakashi to see things with my eyes..." …”

This thinking is really too far-fetched.

Obito picked at the barb on his finger, and he picked at it. He couldn't control the strength at once, and when he pulled out the barb, he also removed a piece of flesh, and bright red blood beads instantly emerged from the wound.

He grimaced in pain, as if he was afraid that Madara would see it, and he quickly grasped it with his hands.

It's as if this never happened.

Madara frowned and looked at the child. He suddenly wondered who Obito was following, his father or his mother.

What kind of parents can give birth to such a good child that people don’t know what to say about him?

He sighed in annoyance, a little worried about his future with Izuna.

Such a heartless kid will cause so much trouble to the two brothers in the future.

But strangely, Madara didn't feel angry, just a little helpless.

He suddenly thought of the day Natsuki passed away, and she once said that she would be a good father.

So now, what I feel is the feeling of being a parent?