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

002 Feeling that everything is going wrong.

I can’t eat anything I want lately.

Okay, okay, this little brat forced him to do it.

Even if he apologized later, there was no way that the emperor would be so generous as to forgive him!

Even if it is a system, it has to save face!

Well, 002 doesn’t even know who first came up with the definition of what a system is.

It seems like it started like this from one day.

"I'm back..."

Now, the time to witness a miracle has come. Will the "Welcome Home" that Uchiha Obito has been longing for appear?

After all, this is actually just a small cellar in a cave.

Those who are called home by Obito should praise him for his strong adaptability.

"Obito! You're back!"

It’s Lin!

The girl's gentle and sweet voice always dispels Obito's longing for his grandmother.

He and his grandmother depend on each other for survival, and he is the only relative his grandmother has.

Clan leader?

The clan leader doesn’t count.

Other members of the Uchiha clan?

Ya uncalculated.

Grandma must be very sad just knowing that she is dead...

If only grandma and Kakashi could know that I'm still alive and well.

Even if you are swallowed by the bad breath monster, it doesn't seem to be a difficult task to spit it out.

All is lost is definitely not the same as having no way out when faced with difficulties.

Instead, he was forced to smell the bad breath of an unknown monster.

The biggest difference from the disaster scene is that the disaster is now over.

The black fog did not appear again, but the noise in my ears never disappeared.

"Since you have failed, why are you still unwilling to leave?"

This is a question from Obito.

Rin stood next to Obito and naturally took the dinner from Obito's hand.

He pulled out a kunai from his back like magic.

After all, Lin is now Madara's hostage, and his situation is not much better.

"Look, Obito, what is this?"

"It's a kunai, little girl."

Obito didn't need 002 to reply for him.

If this ghost is going to haunt him for the rest of his life, it would be better for him to die.

No, no, no, I've finally survived, it's better not to die.

"Grandpa Madara gave it to me! I asked for it with great difficulty!"

The girl pointed at the boy's messy hair behind him.

Although the clothes are also in the war-damaged style of the Rain Country, if the hair is neat, it might be treated as some kind of fashion.

I don’t know why Grandpa Madara just doesn’t want to agree to let them go shopping for clothes.

Even the right to use the kunai to cut hair was only approved by the brother with the white eyes.

Uchiha Madara's difficult nature at this stage perfectly fits all of Lin's stereotypes of elderly grandfathers.

Weird personality, difficult to get along with...

But it seems that he is not a bad person.

"Children nowadays are becoming more and more spoiled."

This is Uchiha Madara's evaluation of the two new children.

We were all born in the war years, so we should be able to have similar children.

Raising kids is really hard.

Neji couldn't get out of bed yet, so he leaned against the fluffy pillows with half of his body sunk into them.

"That's the result of someone being willing to spoil you."

At least, from beginning to end, except for being unwilling to let the people go, Madara did not do anything against Obito's wishes.

Even ordinary parents can rarely do this.

Uchiha Madara has no direct descendants of his own.

But as the son of the former clan leader, he definitely has a lot of collateral branches around him.

Obito's grandmother is from Tajima's faction, and her mother is Tajima's most trusted consul.

It is impossible for there to be no blood mixing - sons and daughters from collateral relatives or with no future will often marry the children of the consul's mother-in-law.

The so-called closeness may also apply at this time.

Okay, it's a bit weird actually.

But the adults’ political skills are weird and complicated.

In other words, Obito is now a child with both a grandma and a grandpa.

"Whatever you think."

The aloof Uchiha is not a stuffy weirdo.

"why are you laughing?"

Uchiha Madara was sitting on the bed with his head down, peeling an apple. The iron elements oxidized by the air turned slightly red, like a burnt rabbit.

The patriarch has never done much housework.

As the saying goes, everyone has their own specialties and everyone performs their own duties, only then can talents be utilized most efficiently.

Life has become an assembly line of another structure.

But people prefer to call it job specialization.

It’s a good thing, but not entirely a good thing.

Even though Uchiha Madara seemed to be able to take care of himself when he started living alone, the situation would be very different if a troublesome kid of twelve or thirteen years old was added to the mix.

Children's hair grows very fast.

In just a few days, it became fluffy like a ball of moldy straw.

It was stained with some of the specialty from the cellar - real straw, just a little damp, the straw from the Rain Village that Neji was familiar with.

Dried straw is not common here.

But in ninja families, it appears slightly more frequently.

Neji was familiar with it, simply because he had only seen it once and it was enough to leave a deep impression on him.

The traces of drying by ninjutsu are only particularly obvious in the eyes of ninjas.

However, the environment is too humid, and even if it is dried with great difficulty, it will absorb water again after a period of time.

The color becomes darker and the volume increases.

It's too damp and cold to use as bedding.

It would be too wasteful to use it as a roof - so this low-cost material that can be found everywhere in Konoha has become a luxury among ninjas in the Rain Village through its own efforts.

However, due to years of war, such luxury goods have become tools like bridge to decide the outcome of a game.

"See, I dried it more thoroughly!"

"No, it has to be me!"

The fact that Uchiha Madara has straw here, and it is arranged everywhere, is probably because Madara is a fire-style ninja.

We also have to add that Madara is a Konoha ninja.

Oh no, it was.

"Who knows?"

“Probably a little bit of everything.”

These words were enough to make Uchiha Madara commit seppuku.

How could Uchiha Madara be laughed at?

So Ban came to the conclusion.

Neji wasn't making fun of anyone - there were so many ways to laugh and so many meanings to it, if he were to take them all into account, wouldn't it be endless?

Uchiha Madara lowered his head and continued to peel the apple: "Whatever you think."

The white and tender rabbits formed a circle around the plate. Their heads were a small circle and their tails were a big circle.

When I was a child, my grandmother-in-law would peel apples for me to eat like this.

At that time, most of his brothers were still alive and the war was still in its lukewarm stage.

That is a leisure that you will never encounter again in the future, and it is also a privilege that only belongs to children of that age.

Ban asked the consul-in-law for advice on how to peel an apple.

As the son of the patriarch, he has to peel apples to the best of his ability - striving for perfection is what he should do.

But when Ban was still a child, he gave the apple he had peeled with great difficulty to his father.

But I got two scoldings in return.

One for Ban, and one for the consul-in-law.

Even the knife used that day was not spared.

“It’s a great cut.”

Ban was reminiscing about the past - as people get older, they tend to feel sad about the passing of time.

"what..."

"Like the consul's mother-in-law shaved it."

"Did she teach you that?"

As expected of the Byakugan, he can easily spot details like this.

"Well...so it counts as such."

He said some meaningless words, but his tone was unusually high.

As expected of Uchiha.

Even Hinata looked gentle and charming standing next to the Uchiha.

"Hey, kid."

What interrupted this beautiful picture was a black hair that floated onto the rabbit.

It's prickly and black, and somewhat similar to Madara when he was young.

It's just similar.

"Ah...I'm sorry..."

Even the humid air of the Rain Village couldn't tame Obito's hair.

Lin stood there holding the kunai, her fingers twisting the corner nervously.

I finally got Grandpa Madara to agree, but now his hair hasn’t been cut yet. What if he changes his mind?

Wouldn't Obito have to spend the rest of his life with a mess on his head?

Obito will definitely find a way to escape from here...If he is caught by Grandpa Madara at that time, it won't be a matter of a few words.

"Lin is not..."

Obito's uprising was completely within Nohara Rin's expectations.

"Sorry, please give me another chance!"

Lin pulled Obito to sit down, this family would fall apart sooner or later without her.

Obito is still in a critical period of character development. If he is stimulated at this time, he might develop in the direction of paranoia.

Mother Lin would never allow it!

But Uncle Ban doesn't seem to be willing to give Lin's mother this opportunity.

The old man was too tall, with a dark shadow cast on his face. It seemed that in the next second he would grab the two children and throw them into the straw pile nearby.