Come Be My Son

Today.

I've become a shinobi!

And... I'm teammates with Rin, and that annoying guy is coming back too!

I'm so happy today!

Uchiha Obito walked with a swagger, his steps defiant, his shoulders shrugging.

However.

Suddenly, his vision went dark, as if someone was blocking his path. Being a young, accomplished, and polite Uchiha Obito, he naturally stepped aside to let them pass.

But.

After stepping aside, he was blocked again.

Do they need help?

Uchiha Obito tilted his head up in confusion, only to see a handsome black-haired man standing before him, his face a mask of annoyance. The man wasn't wearing a ninja headband, so he didn't look like a shinobi.

He was too young to need help!

Before he could even ask why the man was blocking his path...

"Young man, I haven't eaten in many days. Could you lend me some money for a meal?" the youth said weakly. "I would be eternally grateful!"

As he finished speaking.

"Huh?" Uchiha Obito, truly believing him, looked at the youth before him with shock. "You haven't eaten in a long time?"

"Yes! I'm about to starve!"

"That won't do! You must eat properly. I have..." Obito sheepishly pulled out a few copper coins. "This is all I have left! It's all yours, big brother!"

"That's too little, it's not even enough for Ichiraku Ramen with an egg!"

"..." Even now, he still wants Ichiraku Ramen?

And with an egg?

This scoundrel!

I've never even eaten like that!

Feeling like he'd been tricked, Obito's expression stiffened. It was then that he finally got a good look at the person.

The man was tall, clean-looking, and almost as handsome as him, not like someone who couldn't afford a meal!

He immediately knew he'd been deceived.

"Hey, hey, you..."

Before he could finish.

"Everyone says Uchiha Obito is kind and helpful, a great person of Konoha, a successor of the Will of Fire. I didn't expect him to refuse to even treat a hungry person to a bowl of ramen. So disappointing! I'm going to tell everyone! It's all a lie!"

"You..." Obito was furious, wondering how such a shameless person could exist in Konoha. But after taking a deep breath and remembering his reputation as a good person in Konoha, he could only say with tears in his eyes, "I'll take you home to eat! My grandma cooks very well, even better than Ichiraku Ramen!"

This detestable fellow!

He clenched his fist.

"But if you're lying to me! I'll show you the power of the future Hokage!"

As soon as he finished his angry declaration!

"Good! Excellent! You pass!" the youth before him said with a slight smile, nodding in satisfaction. "Your kindness and noble character impress me, kid. You possess a genuine kindness that is rare in others. I admire you greatly. Don't be a shinobi anymore, come work for me! For now, you can be a clerk. After a year, you'll be promoted to supervisor, three years to manager, five years to regional manager, and ten years to vice president!"

"Who, who... who wants to work for you? I'm going to be Hokage! And you, you penniless bum, why are you acting so high and mighty? I don't have money to be tricked by you!"

"Don't rush. Just call me 'Dad' now, and I'll adopt you as my godson and treat you like my own son. After a hundred years, all my assets will be yours."

"Who wants to call you Dad?"

"Do you know what you're missing? My assets are beyond your imagination. My annual income alone would require you to complete dozens of S-rank missions. It's still growing, and soon it'll break through several times over! If you inherit it, you'll have more money than you can spend. You can use it to help people, buy things for the woman you love, live in a luxurious mansion, and have a family with your beloved woman without worrying about food or clothing, raising three daughters and two sons to inherit your vast fortune."

"Heh heh, three daughters and two sons..." Obito chuckled lewdly for no reason, suddenly spacing out and muttering to himself, "That's amazing!"

"So, you accept? Don't be a shinobi, it's so busy and you're always running around. Just come work for me, and call me Dad now," Uchiha Fuyou tempted him. "You'll have everything, more time to spend with your grandmother, with the woman you love! Come on! I'll accept you as my son!"

"Who! Who wants to be your son!" Obito snapped back to reality and shouted again, "I've sworn to become Hokage, and Rin is watching me! How can I give up my dream so easily? And you, who can't even afford a bowl of Ichiraku Ramen, stop trying to trick me!"

"Young man, do you know what you're missing?"

"I will definitely become Hokage!"

"Very good! I like you more and more. I'll give you a chance. If you ever regret it, you can come anytime!" Uchiha Fuyou patted his shoulder and walked past him, saying earnestly, "Don't make me regret it!"

"I! Uchiha Obito!" Uchiha Obito declared with firm conviction, raising his kunai. "I keep my word, and I will never regret it. This is my ninja way!"

As he finished speaking.

He watched Uchiha Fuyou's retreating back.

What a lunatic!

He snorted coldly and headed towards his own house.

Uchiha Fuyou let out a long sigh, "So it's as I suspected?"

"Does Fuyou really like children?" Hyuga Rinne, standing beside him, frowned slightly and said earnestly, "But I think the children Fuyou has himself will definitely be even cuter!"

"No! I'm just looking for some fun," Uchiha Fuyou smiled and shook his head. If Obito really came to do business with him, he'd be a bit scared, after all, he had people backing him!

He couldn't afford to offend them right now!

His own business was flourishing... relying on the system, he had absolute confidence. Take the milk tea shop for example... anything manufactured by the system would possess special abilities.

Not only were the flavors consistent and delicious, but they also had the function of attracting customers. As he leveled up, the attraction ability grew stronger.

It was like a form of psychological suggestion; people would suddenly feel like going in to try it when they walked past the milk tea shop. And there was a guaranteed minimum income!

So, how could he go bankrupt?

Unless he died and the shop was demolished.

He pondered for a moment, "Also, remember to go to the Hokage building later to post missions. Post those dirty, tiring, and smelly ones, assigning them to Minato's team. The reward can be a bit higher."

"...Alright." Although she was a bit confused as to why Fuyou wanted to commission such strange missions, Rinne still carried them out obediently without asking anything. She smiled gently, "I'll arrange it."

"The arrangements for the elderly are also complete, especially for things like senior health check-ups and fitness activities... I'll plan more for you later."

"Understood!" Hyuga Rinne nodded, but then hesitated after speaking, "Is Lord Fuyou planning to leave Konoha these few days? Can I..."

Before she could finish.

"Yes, I have some business outside to attend to," Uchiha Fuyou smiled and nodded. "I'll be entrusting Konoha to you."

"...I will help Lord Fuyou take good care of things here." Hyuga Rinne was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, "Please don't worry."

"It's fine! If anything unexpected happens, don't worry about it. Protecting yourself is the most important thing."

"Mm." After a pause, Hyuga Rinne said softly, "Thank you, Lord Fuyou."

Meanwhile.

Over at the Hokage building.

"Good! Good! Good!" Hiruzen Sarutobi said "good" three times in a row, then carefully folded the paper in front of him and sighed with emotion, "I haven't seen an essay with such a strong Will of Fire in a long time." He then shook his head, "What a pity! He would have become a shinobi with an excellent Will of Fire!"

"Hmph! A coward. How can someone without courage become an excellent shinobi?" Danzo, though old, was still robust. He snorted, "He could have graduated early, but he delayed his graduation. After graduating... he just stopped being a shinobi."

He had noticed Uchiha Fuyou back then. The guy wrote excellent essays, and even he, the "Shadow of the Shinobi," couldn't help but clap his hands in approval. His talent was also good.

Unfortunately.

He was a coward, afraid of becoming a shinobi, and ended up going into business instead.

Of course, he only noticed him. He didn't take a mere Uchiha clansman who could become a Jonin seriously, unless he had the ability... to awaken those terrifying eyes.

However, with such a disposition, how could he possibly awaken those eyes?

"Alright, alright! I also have some regrets!" Hiruzen Sarutobi didn't mind and said cheerfully, "It's a pity! So much time has passed, it's probably too late for him to become a shinobi now. By the way, you still haven't told me why you came to see me."

"It's nothing! Hmph!" Danzo snorted again, "I just heard you received three hundred million..."

"..."