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Root Shinobi?

Danzo might come to borrow money?!

That was the only possibility Uchiha Fuyou could think of. Otherwise, he truly could not imagine why a Root Shinobi would have their eye on an ordinary rich man like him.

It couldn't be because he had gotten too close to the ace spy within Root, could it?!

Of course, he did not take it to heart. If he had not done anything wrong, Danzo would not make a move against him at this point. As for stirring up public opinion like he had against Sakumo... sorry, he was merely an ordinary boss who ran a few milk tea shops.

The next day.

Morning.

When Uchiha Fuyou returned to the milk tea shop and saw the noisy crowd inside, he was rather surprised.

Why were there so many people today?

He did not remember asking this many people to come do a mission together!

And besides...

It seemed Minato was not leading the team today.

Too tired last night?

Couldn't get up, huh!

Looking at Obito, who was still full of energy, once again challenging Kakashi and acting outrageously cocky in front of his friends, Uchiha Fuyou wore a kindly fatherly smile. He patted Obito's head. "Tu'er, did all these friends come over to play today? Come, come! Uncle Sato, bring the kids some snacks and treats." While Obito stood there stunned and furious, he kindly rubbed his head again. "You're off today. I'll speak with your team leader later. Remember to have fun."

Then.

He ignored the wide-eyed little brats and entered the office.

He would give Obito fatherly love, let him enjoy the extravagant life of a rich second-generation heir, and corrupt the innocent heart of this little boy with money. Then he would see whether Obito would still be sad once his girlfriend was gone.

As long as he had money... some toad would introduce him to more girlfriends, making him understand that first love only needed to remain in his heart. He could be angry when he needed to be angry and sad when he needed to be sad, but there was no need to destroy the world, kill his father and mother, and take innocent villagers down with them.

I'm your godfather, after all!

As Fuyou went inside, apart from Kakashi and Rin, who already knew, the rest of the kids were dumbfounded.

"Tu'er! Your dad?" Asuma, who already had a thick beard despite his young age, directly threw an arm around Obito's shoulder and said with envy, jealousy, and resentment, "No wonder we were cleaning sewers while you sat here drinking milk tea. Is this fatherly love?" He sighed. "Why can't the old man treat me a little better too? And why didn't you tell us sooner? If I'd known this was your shop, would I have had to line up for seven hours last time just to buy Kurenai milk tea?"

He could have just used the back door!

"No! And stop calling me Tu'er!" Obito's mouth twitched.

So infuriating!

He might be rich, but who was Uchiha Obito?

He was a man destined to become Hokage. How could he casually call someone dad over a few lousy bucks!

"Isn't he? I know that look very well." Asuma frowned slightly.

The old man showed that look too, though it was always because he wanted to beat Asuma up.

"And if he isn't, why is he so nice to you?"

"He's just a lunatic." Obito held his head high with pride. "He saw my talent and wants to take me as his son, so I can inherit his fortune."

"Hehe." Asuma gave Obito a sidelong look, clearly unconvinced.

Why would they believe him?

What talent could this guy possibly have?

Fire Release getting stuck in his throat? Stabbing his own fingers with a kunai? Or tripping over himself during Taijutsu?

"He really isn't Obito's father." At that moment, gentle Rin seemed to understand Obito's confusion and softly explained, "He's from the Uchiha clan. I just don't know why..." She glanced at Obito. "Maybe he was only joking."

As soon as she finished speaking.

"Alright, kids!" Uncle Sato had already brought out the food and said cheerfully, "Dig in!" After saying that, he gave Obito a curious look. "Tsk, tsk, tsk~"

He shook his head and returned to the kitchen.

"Take a good rest today. I have no idea why Boss Fuyou took a liking to you, kid."

Once those words fell.

Everyone fell silent and looked at Obito again.

After a while.

"Obito, why don't you just accept it?" Asuma stroked his chin and said with a serious expression, "Then we can come drink milk tea for free."

For some reason, whenever he passed this place, as long as he had money in his pocket, he felt an urge to come in and buy a cup.

"Get lost!" Obito snapped. "Who wants to acknowledge him as dad?"

Were the Hokage's sons all this shameless?

After the group noisily bickered for a while under Kakashi's indifferent gaze, they began enjoying their milk tea.

"Mmm~, this is really good! It even has pudding and taro. A cup like this costs as much as a bowl of deluxe char siu ramen." Shiranui Genma wiped his mouth. "He actually treated so many of us to milk tea and food. Obito, is he really not your dad?"

"I told you he isn't!" Obito grumbled irritably, then lazily sprawled across the table. "Lately, Grandma leaves really early and gets home really late. I have no idea what she's been doing."

Even the number of elderly people crossing the road had dropped considerably.

"Elderly activities? I heard quite a few old people have gone." Asuma nodded. "They just sing songs and play that feathered ball game or something. It looks pretty boring."

There was something he did not say.

A bunch of old people wearing those outfits... honestly, he had spent a long time washing his eyes that night.

He complained, "I have no idea who came up with something like that."

Shouldn't old people be sitting in their courtyards, basking in the sun and leisurely enjoying afternoon tea?

"I think it's quite nice. Everyone seems very happy." Rin said weakly, but no one paid attention to her.

Everyone just wanted to complain.

At that moment, the handsome boy beside them, Mizuki, said, "I heard the Uchiha clan came up with it."

Then.

Everyone once again fell silent and looked at Obito.

Obito was silent too. Then he nodded helplessly. "I asked around. It really was him! Uchiha Fuyou! That guy had the clan organize it!"

It meant he could not even have dinner with Grandma anymore.

But Grandma seemed happy every day.

He grumbled irritably, "Seriously, I haven't had freshly cooked, piping-hot food in days."

Once he said that.

He suddenly sensed the surroundings fall quiet. Confused, he looked up at the dumbfounded group around him. "What's wrong?"

"What did you just call him?" Asuma raised a brow and looked at Obito as though he could not believe it.

"Uchiha Fuyou!" Obito pointed matter-of-factly at the name on the sign. "Fuyou! Isn't it written right there?"

"Uchiha Fuyou?!" Their voices rose!

"Uchiha Fuyou!"

"Uchiha Fuyou??"

"Are you sick?" Obito rolled his eyes. "Didn't I already say it?"

"Don't you think that name sounds familiar?"

"???"

"Do you know who wrote Konoha Boys' Talk?" Shiranui Genma slowly sipped his milk tea. "And have you heard of My Konoha, My Hokage?"

"That sounds so familiar!" Obito froze. "Where have I heard it before?!"

"Read the entire text and answer the following questions. First, when was the Third Hokage's wife born? Second, what central idea did the article elaborate upon?"

"Holy crap!" Obito stood frozen, seemingly remembering something as a shiver ran uncontrollably through his body.

"It's useless asking him!" Asuma picked his nose and casually said, "This guy has never passed that class!"

"..." Shiranui Genma silently looked at Asuma.

Did you have the right to say that?

"You got points for it?"

"Don't judge me by appearances. I got two points on that essay question!"

"...You got the first question right?"

"Y-Yes!"