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"Obito... blah blah."

"Kakashi... blah blah..."

"Obito... blah blah..."

"Kakashi... blah blah..."

Hinata: "..."

When Hinata returned to the Shinobi World once more, she saw Obito lying on the ground with Kakashi sitting on top of him. Their clothes were disheveled, their limbs tangled together, and they kept arguing nonstop, their bodies occasionally trembling.

Several pools of bright red blood lay on the ground as well.

How intense!

It seemed they had already gone at it before.

Hinata could not help rubbing her forehead.

She was crouching in a tree right then, yet neither of them noticed her. They were completely immersed in their own world, with eyes only for each other.

And the two of them were arguing back and forth over that kind of crap.

One kept accusing the other of failing to protect Rin, making him despair of this world.

The other accused him of falling into darkness and earnestly urged him to turn back.

"Ahem!"

Hinata coughed lightly, trying to draw their attention.

Neither Obito nor Kakashi paid her any heed.

Hinata: "Ahem... cough, cough, cough, cough!"

"Hinata?"

Kakashi abruptly turned his head, about to say something, when Obito suddenly kicked him away.

Obito looked slightly embarrassed. After all, their earlier position had indeed been somewhat indecent.

"Obito!" Kakashi cried in anguish.

Obito lay expressionlessly on the ground, seeming to have completely given up resisting. His hands braced against the ground, while his legs were spread slightly apart.

"A child's fever just won't—"

After pausing, Hinata clenched her right fist and coughed into it before continuing, "When a child's chuunibyou won't get better, it is probably an act. Beat them up once and they'll be fine."

After saying that, Hinata shot Obito a dangerous look.

If anyone in the Shinobi World had the worst case of