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

It is actually very close to walk directly to the Uchiha clan territory from the suburbs.

Even if you push a wheelchair, it will only take a dozen minutes.

Besides, even if we wanted to go to the Uchiha area, we could only go to the surrounding forests.

Obito always felt that he should talk to Neji - to prevent the other party from having too high expectations.

But it seems that there is no need for this.

If I say it, will I be considered an idiot again?

Although it feels good to be treated as a fool by Neji, Obito still doesn't want to become a fool if possible.

"Is the Uchiha land better?"

Uchiha clan member, Uchiha Obito was puzzled.

It is noon, yes, but it is undoubtedly working time before lunch break.

Those who patrol are patrolling, those who cook are cooking, those who go to school are going to school, and those who do tasks are doing tasks.

It is a time when everyone is busy with their duties.

Generally speaking, infiltrations are done at night, right?

It's late at night and everyone is tired and sleepy.

But that would be too unchallenging.

Especially, some guys do the opposite.

"Well, there's a place I want to go..."

With just a slight change of attire, you can enter the Leaf Village.

Perhaps because it is a ninja village, the security here is not very tight - although the guards are all from his own clan, it is because they are from his own clan that Obito knows it better.

People here will only be wary of people from other villages.

As long as you hide your aura and appear weak, you can easily sneak in.

Besides, they weren't going to do anything.

What does it mean to keep one’s distance from others?

...

"That being said, pushing a wheelchair is still very conspicuous..."

I don't know which one of the ninja infiltration tips is: be low-key, being conspicuous is a taboo.

"Where do you want to go?"

Obito pushed Neji around the surrounding grass, and he passed the village gate three times without entering.

Neji's intuition told him that wandering around like this would make people more suspicious than whether he would go in or not.

I always feel like someone is looking over here.

Obviously, Ningji didn't know anyone in the village.

"Where to go..."

Obito was hesitant.

I want to go see my grandma, and then go see that bastard...

It's the things I usually do when I sneak out.

But you can't say that.

The reason why selfishness is selfishness is that it is called selfishness only when it has not been discovered by others.

Uchiha Obito deeply agreed with this.

Even if it was Hyuga Neji, he would never easily reveal his little tricks in front of the other party.

Even if it was Obito himself who first suggested going somewhere.

"What are you talking about? Ahaha..."

What echoed in my mind was the laughter from 000.

Before today, Neji thought 000 was some serious system.

Well, he was dead wrong.

"Aren't you a resident there?"

"Where the Uchiha are active, but you and Madara are not there."

"If you want to go home and watch it, why don't you just go back?"

The fact that he knows the way home is far superior to most of the wandering children in the world.

Neji said it naturally, as if it was just the way it should be.

"That's what I said..."

Obito pointed to the red torii gate and said, "My grandmother lives in the room farthest from the torii gate."

"My parents died during the war, and my grandmother raised me alone."

The black-haired boy pursed his lips, unsure whether he should continue speaking.

A black crow flew across the sky, and the boy suddenly had the answer.

He began to push the wheelchair slowly forward, facing the red torii gate.

It’s not too late to look for mixed egg white fur at night.

Anyway, as long as that guy doesn't have any mission, he will be there alone, dejected, no matter it is noon or midnight.

If Lin wasn't still in the old man's hands, he would have gone over and given Kakashi a big slap in the face.

Konoha's genius, White Fang's son, is so dejected!

A genius wouldn't look so embarrassed!

But Obito couldn't do it.

Even though we know that Uchiha Madara will not kill Rin, we can't guarantee that he will do something bad - the saying "always be on guard against others" applies to this moment.

"The old man was once the head of the Uchiha clan."

Humph, surprised! For someone with amnesia, the old man next to him turned out to be the former head of the Uchiha clan. What's the difference between this and winning a million dollars in the lottery!

If he hadn't grown up listening to the story of Uchiha Madara, he would never have believed at first that the white-haired old man who looked like a wandering ninja was Uchiha Madara!

"Ah."

That's it?

Neji's reaction was much calmer than Obito had imagined.

"Aren't you surprised?"

Regarding the fact that the gold medal nurse was the former head of the Uchiha clan.

"why?"

Ningji leaned back in the wheelchair somewhat tiredly, feeling that this body did not belong to him.

No, it was fragile and not like his body.

"Anyone who has been unconscious for this long would be in this body, host."

000 always appears at the right time, reminding Neji not to doubt himself.

"It was definitely healthier before, but that seems to have been a long time ago."

"Well... you will understand the details later."

At this point, 000 shut up and returned to his previous attitude.

It’s not too late to tell me when you remember it.

It's vacation time now, and even if I think about it, it will only make me unhappy.

"Trust your body's choice, host."

“Your body sometimes knows you better than you think you do.”

000 seemed to have suddenly thought of something and added abnormally.

Following 000's previous style, he stopped after saying the previous sentence.

"Body choice?"

Neji thought to himself.

"Forgetting is the body's choice?"

000 rarely responded, but just flapped its tail anxiously.

...

“He looks special.”

Obito walked nearly two meters away before he finally got Neci's answer.

"Especially?" The black-haired boy frowned in confusion, his tone full of confusion: "Especially old?"

"It seems that what you said is true. It seems that he is indeed the oldest among us!"

"But it seems that clan leaders are not necessarily all old men. Instead, most of them are young and strong."

"For example, the current Uchiha clan leader, Fugaku."

"His children are still in school!"

"He's a kid named Itachi, who is said to be a genius that appears once in a century. Well, even though he's a genius, I don't think I can compare to him!"

Neji listened silently, ignoring Itachi or the "he" that Obito mentioned.

A tingling sensation appeared in his throat, so he had to cover his face with his hands and cough lightly.

"Cough cough..."

Would you feel overwhelmed even if you said a few more words?

What can such a body do?

The snake could hear what Neji was thinking.

But the snake said nothing.

If you say something too much, you will lose your credibility.

But the snake knew that Hyuga Neji could do anything.

Whatever he wants to do.

All the pain now will become the road to the future.

But the snake couldn't stop being anxious.

It watched Uchiha Obito skillfully pull out a bottle from the grid next to the wheelchair.

The light blue bottle cap was carefully unscrewed, revealing a sweet-smelling liquid.

The honey water, which was mixed to just the right temperature, was naturally handed to Neji's mouth.

"Just listen to me."

"The atmosphere will never get cold with me here!"

As he said this, Obito wanted to give himself a cool thumbs-up, but before he did so he remembered a certain Acorn Boy.

It will look a lot like Might Guy, so let’s just forget it.

It's so embarrassing.

"Just... leave it to me!"

No, no...

This is definitely not something that can be left to you.

The outskirts of the Uchiha clan territory.

It's about ten minutes before lunch break.

It is the time when school-going children are skipping home with their schoolbags on their backs.

The warm sun shines and the gentle breeze blows on your face.

Uchiha Shisui thought this was a good day for training.

Not just now, he had decided on this before going to bed the night before.

Not just today, every day is a good day for Obito to practice.

His short black curly hair swayed in the wind, and his long eyelashes curled up high at the ends of his eyes.

"It's now!"

The young man shouted loudly, and the kunai in his hand flew out quickly, breaking the kunai that was about to collide in the air.

The scattered kunai flew towards the hidden targets in the woods.

hit!

One, two, three...

Shisui threw out six kunai in total, but on the sixth target, he still couldn't see the kunai.

"Is it not possible this time..."

The boy should be about the same age as Obito, but he looks more immature than the latter.

Although I’m getting older, the two soft pieces of flesh on my cheeks are still firm.

Although he looks childish, he is a well-deserved elite jonin.

He sighed softly and set out to look for the lost kunai.

There was a faint movement among the bushes, but no murderous aura.

"Who's there?"

The long sword was unsheathed, the blade was sharp, but he only tried it briefly.

It only broke through the barrier-like bushes, revealing its true self hidden behind them.

The squirrel was frightened and ran away in all directions.

But the frightened squirrel did not choose to climb a tree or hide in the dead leaves.

Instead, he leaped forward and dived into the man's arms.

The veil blocks the eyes and the thin lips are lightly pursed.

Even though she only showed half of her face, it was still hard to conceal her stunning beauty.

The man leaned on the wheelchair, his movements were originally casual and weak, but at this moment he showed the elegance and grace that only belonged to a young master from an aristocratic family.

It is definitely not an ordinary family.

He doesn't seem like a ninja with bad intentions.

These suspicions should have emerged earlier.

But Shisui's attention was completely attracted by her skin color which was so pale that it was almost transparent.

The midday sun shines on it, like a piece of exquisite pottery.

The pottery was about to shatter in the next second.

"jiji"

The squirrels are calling.

But Shisui couldn't hear it.

The only thing he could hear was the erratic beating of his own heart.

Not stopping at all.