If the Trio were the future Hokage's successors, Torifu felt that Obito was the most likely candidate.
He had no proof. It was just a hunch.
"All right, Obito, that's enough for today. Eat a little more when you get home. You'll feel hungry after your Medicinal Bath. Be here on time tomorrow to learn from your Grand-mistress."
Everyone was in good spirits, and Obito relaxed too, a smile returning to his face.
"Yes, Grandmaster!"
Just as Obito was about to leave, Torifu stopped him. He took the Goggles that had been blown away during Earth Toss from his Ring and put them on Obito's head.
"Make sure you fasten them properly next time. Don't let them blow away again."
Obito touched the Goggles on his head, his smile growing even wider. "Yes, Grandmaster!"
Then he ran off from the Yunzhong Clan Grounds.
He wanted to tell his parents and Grandmother that his Grandmaster didn't hate him.
Torifu watched Obito's departing figure and shook his head with a smile. "That kid is always in such a hurry."
Chirori stood beside Torifu. "He's a boy. That's normal."
Torifu turned to look at Chirori. "Nonsense. I wasn't like that when I was young."
Chirori pursed her lips and said nothing.
Still, Torifu really hadn't been like Obito as a child. He had been more like Kakashi.
They were both rather proud.
Torifu hadn't been especially showy, but his confidence in his own strength and his pride had been impossible to hide.
That was something unique to young people.
As Torifu grew older and more mature, that pride gradually faded.
"What are you planning to teach Obito? Fire Release? The Sharingan? Or Taijutsu?"
Torifu thought it over. "There's no need to teach him about the Sharingan. Focus on Fire Release and Taijutsu."
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