The Devilish Brat Series

A few days later, White Zetsu's figure emerged from the wall once again.

"How did the investigation go?"

"We've basically gathered all the important information. Kakashi and Rin were extremely important comrades to Obito. Obito not only saved Kakashi by sacrificing himself, but also gave his other Sharingan to him in the end. And that girl named Rin Nohara seems to be someone very important to Obito as well."

"Looks like that little brat Aoba really did point me in the right direction. Cough, cough."

Madara had not even finished speaking before he began coughing violently. His current body was becoming increasingly difficult to maintain.

And he firmly believed that Uchiha Obito was the final gift heaven had bestowed upon him.

"What are you planning to do? Capture them directly and use them to force Obito into submission?" White Zetsu, who was standing nearby, asked after Madara finished coughing.

"No. I want Obito to work for me willingly. I want him to become completely despairing toward this world while severing all cause and effect, as well as every bond. Only if we share the same goal can he become the next me and continue walking down the path I have arranged for him!"

The instant Madara raised his head, a terrifying, ominous aura radiated from the only Sharingan remaining in his eye.

After assigning White Zetsu to carry out the plan, Madara watched as White Zetsu's figure vanished. Only then did the usual deathly silence and calm return to the base.

Once the time was right, he would make Obito witness the most despairing scene in the entire world with his own eyes!

"Hey, how's your recovery going?"

Aoba walked in carrying a sea bowl larger than his own face. Then he casually plopped himself down on the floor, buried his face in the bowl, and began wolfing down the food!

There was no rice or anything like that to speak of. The bowl contained only meat and wild vegetables, without even any seasoning, but he ate with great relish!

Although it was hard to go from luxury to frugality, having something to eat was already good enough if he wanted to survive. It was still better than gnawing on fruit every day, right?

Besides, he did not know whether everyone in this world simply had huge appetites, but by his estimate, he now ate about as much at each meal as an adult from Earth. His appetite was also this good every time, and he never grew tired of eating meat every day.

He was only a little over four years old! Who could afford to raise a child who ate this much?

He rubbed his smooth little belly, wondering where all that food had gone.

But then he thought of how Naruto always had to order extra-large portions of ramen, and how he could not even get full after eating one or two bowls... That put his mind at ease.

When Obito saw Aoba walk in, greet him, then sit down on the floor and start wolfing down food on his own, he immediately licked his dry lips uneasily. Thanks to the strange thing transplanted into the right half of his body, he could survive without eating or drinking, and even live quite well.

But as someone who had once been a normal person, his craving for food was practically instinctive. Especially when some "jerk" was putting on an eating show right in front of him—who the hell could stand that?!

"I'm saying, isn't that meant for me to eat? I think I've recovered quite a bit."

Obito struggled to sit up in bed. With his ghostly face, he forced out a fawning smile and asked Aoba.

However...

"No!"

Aoba hurriedly hid the enormous bowl behind his back, then looked at Obito with great vigilance. He refused righteously, "Lord Madara said that you're currently in the process of merging with the Artificial Body. Even if you ate something, you'd only throw it back up. So before the fusion is complete, you can forget about it. Besides, the Artificial Body lets you live normally without eating or drinking. Where else are you going to find such a good thing? Don't you know how many people outside are starving to death because of the war?"

"Uh, fine, I won't eat. Stingy!"

Obito was rendered speechless by the tirade. Unfortunately, he could not find anything to refute the little brat before him, so he simply lay back down and sulked.

Seeing this, Aoba took the bowl back out, a smile suddenly appearing on his face. This was exactly the effect he wanted.

Then came the exclusive time slot for a cute child's eating show.

Perhaps he was deliberately trying to annoy someone, but the brat even smacked his lips on purpose as he ate. He made the food sound incredibly delicious, causing Obito, who had shut his eyes in an attempt to avoid seeing and hearing it, to swallow repeatedly.

When the sound of eating finally stopped, Obito, who had suffered through the torment, even let out a sigh of relief.

However...

Sniff, sniff~

Obito's nostrils trembled slightly a few times. He had suddenly smelled an especially enticing aroma. It was... the smell of roasted meat!

He abruptly opened his eyes and discovered that Aoba had somehow placed a large chunk of roasted meat beneath his nose.

When he saw the innocent, pure, expectant smile on Aoba's face, Obito instantly felt healed. He even felt ashamed of having grumbled about a child in his heart earlier.

But just as he opened his mouth happily and gratefully to bite into the roasted meat, he bit nothing but air!

Huh?

Where had the roasted meat gone?!

"Hey, hey, just smelling it to satisfy your craving is enough. If Lord Madara finds out I fed you roasted meat, you'll probably be roasting and eating my meat tomorrow."

Before he had even finished speaking, Aoba swiftly hung the roasted meat on an iron hook. Then he sat on the bed and held a tiny fishing rod above Obito's head.

Was this guy fishing, or was he fishing for idiots?

Looking at the smile on his face now, where was there even the slightest trace of purity or innocence? This guy was a demon!

Obito, who kept biting at empty air time and time again while smelling the roasted meat, was like a Magikarp stranded on land—utterly useless!

After being tormented until he was completely exhausted, Obito finally stopped opening his mouth no matter how Aoba tempted him, even when Aoba boldly brought the roasted meat right to his lips.

"Boring. You gave up just like that? Are all ninjas this lacking in perseverance?"

"Heh. Just wait until I've recovered. I'll be the first to hang you up and beat you!"

Obito began making vicious threats.

"Sure, I'll wait for you to hang me up and beat me. But in your current state of being a total dead fish, by the time I grow up, that 'idiot Kakashi' and Rin will probably have gotten married and had children. You'll probably be done for by then, too."

That was Aoba for you—he especially loved hitting people where it hurt!

"Impossible! Rin would never like that idiot Kakashi!"

As expected, Obito instantly blew his top and shot upright.

"That's hard to say. Maybe by the time you go back, their kid will already be old enough to run errands."

Aoba's airy remark directly turned Obito's eyes bloodshot. He was genuinely afraid Obito might unlock the Three Tomoe because of this "stimulation." That would be absolutely hilarious!

"No! I need to recover as quickly as possible and leave this damned place to find Rin!"

Once he had gained motivation, Obito immediately began his "rehabilitation" through gritted teeth. The sheer intensity of his determination made Aoba's scalp prickle!

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