First

Sunday morning.

When the clock struck seven, Obito's body clock naturally woke him up.

Obito quickly changed clothes and got ready to wash up.

"Roar." Charizard, awakened by Obito, let out an irritated cry.

It was so early in the morning—couldn't he keep it down?

"Tenten does nothing but sleep. No wonder Milotic doesn't like you," Obito mocked.

Charizard's drowsiness vanished instantly. If they had been outside, it would have blasted Obito with a Flamethrower long ago.

"Roar!"

Charizard's eyes flashed fiercely as it glared at Obito with a savage expression.

"Want to train with me?" Obito rubbed his fists together with ill intent.

Charizard could not help recalling what had happened a few days ago.

Obito had suddenly said he wanted to train with it, only to beat it senseless.

For some reason, that wicked Uchiha brat's strength had skyrocketed. It could not beat him at all now.

"Roar." Charizard snorted and went back to sleep.

Endure!

It would secretly work hard until it became stronger than Obito, then help Obito "train."

After teasing his Charizard, Obito was in a great mood. Humming an unknown tune, he went into the bathroom to wash up.

"Breakfast is ready on the table," grandmother reminded him when she heard him washing up.

"Got it, Grandmother," Obito replied.

After washing up, Obito sat down at the table and ate breakfast.

Breakfast consisted of a piece of grilled salmon, a piece of tamagoyaki, and a steaming bowl of Miso Soup.

Since Obito's body clock was so precise now, grandmother had gotten used to preparing breakfast for him at this time.

As for grandmother herself, she got up at six, so she ate earlier.

"See you, Grandmother. I'm off to train."

Obito waved goodbye to grandmother, met up with Shisui, then headed excitedly toward the