Kazashiro remained silent, focusing solely on his cultivation.
This is not because Kazashiro was born with a love for cultivation, nor because he was born quiet.
He was completely speechless because of the current situation.
Looking to the left, Uchiha Clan Massacre Uchiha Obito a seemingly foolish man, is sitting on the edge of the bed, carefully peeling the white pith from an orange segment.
Looking ahead, the legendary Konoha Thicket, suspected to Mirai Sarutobi's biological father, the mastermind behind the Uchiha Clan Massacre (crossed out), and the big-nosed Uchiha Shisui stood there respectfully.
Looking to the right, Uchiha Clan Massacre Uchiha Itachi, a young man with a worried expression, a great hero of Konoha, and a filial son who moved the Shinobi World, stands at the window of the tent, gazing into the distance.
The three key figures involved in the Night of the Uchiha Clan Massacre were all gathered in their tents, making it impossible for Kazashiro to remain calm.
Sweating profusely is an apt description.
What, did I change my surname to Uchiha?
Kazashiro couldn't understand why his place had become a gathering place for the Uchiha. All he could do was sit cross-legged on his hospital bed and diligently cultivate.
Mobilizing the Chakra transferred to him by Isobu, Kazashiro's current task is to adapt to it and gradually increase the frequency of its use.
Being in sync with Tailed Beast is not as simple as just calling out its name.
Whether it's Jinchuriki or Tailed Beast, achieving true telepathic connection requires a long period of training and adjustment.
"Kazashiro, Kazashiro?"
After cleaning the orange segments, Obito called out to Kazashiro twice, but when he received no response, he turned his attention to Itachi looking out the window with a pout.
"Hey, your name is Itachi, right?"
Hearing Obito call his name, Itachi collected his thoughts, turned his head to look at Obito with a tense expression.
"Come here, Obito treat you to an orange."
Obito beckoned the other person over, Obito the smile on his face made Itachi feel very comfortable.
Itachi glanced at Kazashiro, who was cultivating with his eyes closed, and out of politeness, walked around Kazashiro's bed, went to Obito, and took a segment of orange from him. "Thank you."
"Hehe, you're welcome. The little guy is quite polite." Obito, who Obito Itachi like an ordinary child, even reached out to pat the other's head, but Itachi cleverly turned around and dodged.
Okay, not cute at all.
Obito, unfazed by his empty hand, turned to another clansman. "Shisui, want some?"
"No, Obito."
Shisui looked at his cousin, who was somewhat related to him, and couldn't believe that this seemingly foolish guy was actually a Chunin.
However, considering that we are currently in a war-torn era where anyone can become Jonin by simply making a little contribution, Shisui felt that Obito becoming Chunin wasn't so hard to accept.
"How boring."
Seeing that no one was paying any attention to him, Obito that it was boring, threw the remaining orange segments into his mouth, and started on a second orange.
He dared not forcefully call out to Kazashiro. Knowing Feng Bai's character well, he knew that if he really disturbed him, he would be met with a barrage of punches.
Peel another one and put it there.
And so, Obito once again entered the time to fight with the orange strips.
Just as he finished preparing the orange for the second time and was about to try calling out to Kazashiro again, a large hand casually snatched the orange from Obito's hand, threw it whole into its mouth, and began to chew it heartily.
"Tsk, not very sweet. Where did you buy it?"
A loud, carefree voice rang out, and without turning his Obito, Obito knew who it was. "Peeping Tom!"
"Idiot, call me teacher!"
Jiraiya punched Obito on the head, showing no mercy like Kazashiro did, and made Obito clutch his head and cry out in pain.
"Lord Jiraiya."
Upon seeing Jiraiya suddenly appear, Shisui immediately straightened up and greeted him.
"Shisui, what's this? Fugaku sent you to take care of this nasty guy?"
Having just seen the little guy in Mitokado Homura's tent Jiraiya responded to him without any airs, while patting Kazashiro's shoulder vigorously.
"The revenge is too obvious, Lord Jiraiya."
Rolling his eyes, Kazashiro, interrupted by Jiraiya, could no longer continue his cultivation and could only look at him with a helpless expression.
He hadn't figured out how to communicate with the two new Uchiha before Jiraiya came to cause trouble.
"Oh, okay, don't worry about the details."
Smoothing his white hair, Jiraiya shoved Obito and sat down in his seat, casually flipping through the fruit Rin had specially brought for Kazashiro.
"Hey, this apple looks nice. Would you like me to peel it for you?"
Jiraiya said, pulling out a big, red apple, but his body didn't follow through; he took a bite out of the apple.
"Shisui is a good kid; it's a real shame he was sent to take care of you."
Jiraiya looked Kazashiro up and down, and seeing that the other party was not seriously injured, Jiraiya breathed a sigh of relief, but did not show any concern.
Jiraiya was somewhat curious when he learned that Shisui and Itachi had been sent to Kazashiro's side.
Danzo, should have been aware that the Uchiha Clan has a legend of being able to control Tailed Beast.
His son had already become Jinchuriki, so he shouldn't have been in such close contact with the Uchiha Clan.
Fugaku, seemingly showing goodwill, was actually planting a time bomb for himself. Jiraiya.
However, when Jiraiya arrived outside the tent, he understood Danzo's purpose.
Aburame Ryoma, that guy, had somehow followed Danzo to the Mist Battlefield, and was now secretly observing all the Uchiha around Kazashiro.
Is that old Danzo using his own son as bait?
"You seem to have a lot of free time. Instead of taking revenge on me here, why don't you write some letters to your disciples and strengthen your relationships?"
Kazashiro reached out and picked up the chair to the right of the hospital bed, handing it to Obito while looking at Jiraiya and saying.
This statement was made sincerely. Although Danzo had given up on causing trouble, Madara Uchiha's followers would certainly not let Nagato off easily. Regular contact would allow Jiraiya to clearly understand the situation of his disciples, and he could use this as a basis to decide on his next move.
There is no doubt that the Uchiha he was fighting only possessed the Three-Tomoe Sharingan. Even when the opponent's Five Elements Great Bullet severely injured him, he showed no intention of revealing his Dojutsu.
Unless the opponent is a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, Kazashiro can only conclude that the opponent's limit is Three Tomoe.
Would Madara Uchiha choose such a weakling as his proxy?