"You can't go save him, but I'll go!"
As everyone turned back in shock, a second sentence suddenly rang out from behind them.
"Hirohiko!"
The next second, their gazes fell on the four people behind them, and they spoke instinctively.
At that moment, Hirohiko, who had been lying sprawled on the ground, had somehow already sat up. He had taken out his two Ninja Tool Pouches and seemed to be checking something.
"You're awake?"
Seeing Hirohiko sitting there and inspecting his Ninja Tool Pouches, Rin hurried over, reaching out to examine him again.
"I'm fine!"
But the hand she extended was pushed away by his trembling yet exceptionally firm hand.
Just as Rin was about to examine him, Hirohiko raised his hand slightly and pushed hers back.
"How can you possibly call yourself fine like this?"
The moment she touched Hirohiko's trembling hand, Rin practically shouted.
How was this fine? His hands were shaking, his face was so pale, and he was obviously weak. He probably could not even stand up! How could this possibly count as fine?!
Did none of them know how to take care of themselves? Did they not know that going in unprepared was no different from throwing their lives away? Obito, Kakashi, Hirohiko... Why couldn't they think things through properly?
Why couldn't they think about themselves properly?
Why wouldn't they think about the people worrying about them? Even someone as gentle as her could not help feeling a flicker of anger in her heart.
"What kind of attitude is that, Hirohiko?!"
At that moment, seeing his beloved's goodwill pushed aside, Obito, who had finally calmed down, raised his brows. His whole face darkened with displeasure.
"No, really, there's no need. I'm fine. Thank you!"
Yet after Obito's outburst, Hirohiko kept a poker face and looked