Strength of a Hundred Technique

"Obito, it's only a spar. No need to take it so seriously." Shisui smiled as he put away his kunai.

"If I don't take even a spar seriously, this place will be really too boring." Obito wore an aggrieved expression.

These days in the Land of Snow had truly been unbearably dull.

This remote village was far too small, with only seven or eight households. Every day was a repetition of the day before, and life grew more boring by the day.

A couple like Natsuhi and her husband could teach their son during the day and have their fun at night, so naturally they had no reason to be bored.

Shisui had a gentle temperament and did not feel bored either.

As for Haku, he either kept Smail company or studied Ice Style. He had never seemed bored.

Even Shizuki, who had joined them some time ago, ran to the snowy mountains behind the village every day, desperately fighting wild beasts to improve his strength. He was busy every day.

After looking through the entire village, Obito realized that he was the only one bored out of his mind.

"I really want to go back to the village." Obito rubbed his hair with both hands, utterly depressed.

Shisui smiled. "Then go back. Unlike me, it doesn't matter if you return."

Obito blinked twice, then sighed. "I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself if I go back."

He and Shisui already knew who was behind the destruction of their clan: the village elder advisor, Shimura Danzō!

Because of the Will of Fire he had been taught since childhood, Obito had forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and had not taken revenge on Danzō.

But Danzō had always coveted the Sharingan. If Obito returned, Danzō would definitely make