Naruto: The hardworking model who realizes his dream is actually the white moonlight of the ninja wo

The scene witnessed that day was so shocking that when Obito returned home in a daze, he still felt as if he was in a strange dream that could not be described in words.

That scene was deeply imprinted in Obito's mind and could not be erased. Every detail and every emotion was so real and strong that he could not believe that this was a scene in the real world. He tried to recall the specific plot, but his thoughts were tangled like a tangled mess.

Everything is mixed together, from where to where - everything is unknown.

As he walked home, Obito closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down. However, the shocking scene kept flashing before his eyes, becoming clearer and clearer. He could feel the complex emotions welling up in his heart - fear, surprise, confusion, and an inexplicable uneasiness.

He began to question what he once believed in and re-examine everything around him. Those seemingly ordinary daily moments now seemed to hide unknown secrets and potential dangers.

Is this how time changes?

Can time change like this?

Will Lin become like this one day in the future?

Who is Nora?

And why did Minato-sensei ask them to pretend that all this had never happened?

This is a bit too strange.

As time went by and the distance from home shortened, Obito gradually came out of that thrilling, dreamlike experience, but that scene remained in his heart forever.

It became a mystery, driving him to explore more unknown areas in search of answers.

Perhaps it was this dreamlike experience that changed Obito's life trajectory and led him to a journey full of ominous signs...

Unfortunately, this sad story has just begun.

When Obito returned home, something even more shocking was waiting for him.

"Grandma, where's Nora?"

"Where did he go?"

The boy was carrying ingredients for dinner, but he only saw his grandmother at home.

As usual, grandma held the tea bowl in her hand and sipped it.

"What are you talking about, Obito?"

"There has never been a person named Nora in our family since the beginning."

Obito stood there in a daze - it was Nora who woke him up this morning and urged him to report.

But why did he disappear within 24 hours?

"Grandma, please stop joking with me..."

That's what he said, but how could Obito not see it?

Grandma's already cloudy eyes were now filled with confusion and doubt, as if she had lost her direction.

She stared straight ahead, as if trying to see some answer through the void before her eyes, but she could not find it.

That expression was definitely not pretended or a joke, but a true feeling from the bottom of his heart.

It can be imagined that at this moment grandma's mind must be filled with countless question marks. These questions bother her and make her feel extremely confused.

She understood every word her grandson asked.

But when they are put together, I can't understand any of them.

How strange!

"I'll be back as soon as I go!"

Obito threw all kinds of things onto the ground. The round onions and red tomatoes seemed to have lost their restraints and fell out of the bag and rolled to the side. However, at this moment, the boy had disappeared without a trace, not even a speck of dust was left.

The old man put down the tea bowl in his hand without figuring out what had happened.

"What's the hurry?"

"But there's no harm in being anxious, young people."

“Oh hoo…”

...

The first person found by Obito was Uchiha Fugaku.

The Uchiha clan leader would chat with grandma every day, and today was no exception.

It's just that time seems a little different from the past.

The old man always likes to get up early, so that his time can avoid the patriarch's busiest work period.

But not today.

Obito had just run out of the house and had not yet reached the smallest side door of the Uchiha clan, which was called the "dog hole" by the Uchiha clan members and was the small door closest to their home.

"Huh? Background board, what are you talking about?"

Fugaku was holding some Japanese confectionery in his hand, and this time the confectionery looked better than before.

The specific gap is also very clear at a glance.

From, I have your little tail in my hand, we are on an equal footing, to: I really, really beg you, I can’t live without you!

I always feel like there's some subtle sense of disharmony somewhere.

"Obito, I'm not saying you..."

Patriarch Fugaku is about to start rambling again.

Even though he just got married, he already acts like a good father - afraid that others don't know that he treats all the family members as his own relatives.

In a sense, this may be a good thing.

Obito nodded perfunctorily to Fugaku, with a bit of impatience of a young man who is not afraid of a tiger.

Yes, yes, yes, okay, okay, you are right.

He was finally released from prison after serving his sentence.

Now is the time to get down to business.

The busy streets, the bustling crowds, and the colorful lights passed by Obito like phantoms, as if nothing could make them stop or rest for a moment. At this moment, a boy wearing orange goggles was concentrating on shuttling through the hustle and bustle, his eyes sharp and determined, not missing any corner where the target person might appear.

The boy's steps were brisk and agile, and he nimbly avoided pedestrians and vehicles like a cheetah wandering in the city forest. His heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and his breathing became rapid, but he did not stop.

Just be quick and find another one.

Can we find him?

Can we find clues related to him?

Will we be able to find someone who still remembers him?

Hopefully, most of the time it will appear around the next corner.

A vegetable seller who often visits here.

There are no clues, but the confused look and the words used to promote his slow-selling dishes are not fake.

The proprietress of Ganligan.

She said that no matter what Obito said, there was no buy-one-get-one-free red bean cake today, there was no red bean cake.

I clearly told you that I don’t just have red bean cakes on my mind! Why doesn’t the lady boss believe me?

Obito held the leftover red bean cake in his hand, saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth.

No, no, no, I have some serious work to do now. This is not the time to leisurely read red bean manuscripts.

Well, eating on the run doesn’t count.

Red bean cake is really delicious.

...

In less than three hours, Obito had almost run through the entire Konoha.

I looked around, but found nothing, as if Nora had never existed.

Obito couldn't help but think: "Nora must be a pathetic experiment that escaped from Dr. Orochimaru's heavily guarded laboratory full of secrets!

There is no doubt about it! Otherwise, why would he disappear without a trace for no reason? He must have been hijacked by some evil force!"

Thinking of this, Obito became more and more anxious.

The black-hearted employee who helps the evil Dr. Orochimaru to do things must have some unexpected mysterious power!

However, why did he still have memories of Nora? Obito fell into deep thought again. There must be some powerful power hidden in it... uh... Anyway, the most urgent thing at the moment is to find the whereabouts of Nora! No matter what, he must find it back!

"Ok?"

here it is?

The boy stood in front of a building facing the sunset.

The area of ​​this wooden house is really limited. According to common sense, even if it can accommodate a family of three, it will inevitably give people a feeling of being a little crowded and noisy.

However, the scene here is completely different from what people imagine. If one were to find an appropriate word to describe it, "deserted" would probably be the most appropriate.

Obito had been here before.

Most likely, not long ago.

At that time, the owner of this house had just passed away, leaving the house, which was big enough for two people, to his son who was alone in the world trying to find his way forward.

There is another person, there is another person who has seen Nora.

During the day, they also reported together in the open space.

Became a new class.

Tomorrow, they will face another test from Minato Sensei.

Whether or not he can become a Genin in the true sense depends on the results of tomorrow's exam.

"Ding dong."

The doorbell was pressed and the wooden door creaked open - it probably hadn't been lubricated for a long time.

The part above the hinge is difficult to put on even if a child stands on a stool.

"Obito..."

The white-haired boy who opened the door was stunned for a moment. He thought of many possibilities.

Anyone could come to him at this time, except Obito.

This was obviously the time when Obito bought some vegetables and went home to eat with his grandmother.

If it really comes, then something extraordinary must have happened.

"Nora...Nora he..."

The black-haired boy was panting and couldn't even speak clearly.

"Gone!"

Sure enough, you see, there were some big problems that Obito couldn't overcome on his own.

He graduated from the Ninja School as a Genin at the age of five, and was promoted to Chunin at the age of six.

The next Jonin can only be expected in the near future.

However, despite the growing gap in their identities, the relationship between the two seems to have never changed.

The person who has always been at the bottom is still the last one, and Lin is still Lin. Even if they no longer study together in the Ninja School every day, they still receive "congratulations" from each other. However, one of them is very spicy, while the other is very simple.

But then again, aren’t so-called competitors also a special kind of relationship?

Ninjas need no friends or companions.

Kakashi didn't know when he started to regard it as the truth.

There was no need for him to participate in Obito and Rin's friend game.

There is no thought of participating.

But before Kakashi realized it, he was already a participant.

The breeze blew by, and the shadows of the trees swayed gently. As the sun set, the blood-colored afterglow fell on the ancient eaves, covering it with a mysterious and charming veil. The red bricks and tiles looked particularly bright and dazzling under the reflection of the sunset, as colorful as the burning clouds in the sky.

This is not a mission.

But it’s a mission.

Kakashi could just close the door right now and wave his hand and say this.

"So what if it's missing? Go find it yourself."

But Kakashi didn't.

He closed the door carefully and brought Obito into the house.

"Gone?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Kakashi's tone wasn't friendly, but that obviously wasn't a big deal.

"Didn't you happily say at noon today that you had found out the other person's name?"

"Now they say they can't find it. Can they get lost like a cat?"

"So I say, the last one is the last one..."

What was waiting for Kakashi was not the serious rebuttal from Obito as he had expected, but instead a pair of bright and shining black eyes as bright as stars.

Those eyes seemed to contain endless hope and joy, as if they could penetrate people's souls and bring joy to everyone who saw them, which shocked Kakashi.

Did he say anything happy?

It seems not.

It can't be that Obito's brain is broken today!

This seems to sound more likely.

"Kakashi...you bastard!"

? Kakashi pushed Obito, whose face was covered with snot and tears, away with disgust.

"Don't get so close to me..."

"So dirty!"

He didn't say anything. How come he was fine when we first met, but now he is in such a mess...