In Obito's eyes, though, Chirori was a total demon. If he got even the slightest bit of a training move wrong, she'd bring her staff down on him!
Obito didn't dare make a single mistake.
But strict teachers made excellent students, and his progress had been rapid. He still couldn't compare to Kakashi, but he was already far stronger than his former self.
It wasn't just his strength, either. His combat skills had improved as well.
His swordsmanship had also come along by leaps and bounds under Fugaku's instruction.
Chirori often heard Fugaku praise Obito, saying the boy was talented and worked hard.
So she was quite pleased with her grand-disciple.
"Obito, Kakashi, now that you're here, get started with your training."
"Especially you, Obito. You're way behind, so you need to catch up fast."
Hearing that, Torifu had a strange feeling he'd heard those words before, though he couldn't remember where.
After thinking about it for a while without coming up with anything, he let it go.
"Kakashi, you don't really need to come anymore. You can develop Storm Release on your own now, and my Puppet won't help you much."
Torifu sat in a chair, looking at his phone as he spoke without even glancing up.
Kakashi replied respectfully, "Grandmaster, I still plan to train here. I can keep Obito and Rin company, too. We're on the same team, after all."
Torifu was a little surprised by that, but mostly pleased.
"Fine. We'll do it your way."
"That's the first sensible thing you've said," Obito quipped from the side, much to Kakashi's irritation.
"Just wait till our next spar. I'll show you what a beating feels like. Get ready to be fried!"
Obito shivered, but still stuck his chin out defiantly. "Who's scared of who? I'll burn every