The Great Obito

After sulking for half the day, Houka realized it was useless and began considering whether he should go find Tsunade again.

Just then, the Shadow Clone he had left in Takigakure suddenly dispersed, and its memories flooded into his mind.

"Obito and Haku came?"

Houka scratched his head. This was truly unexpected.

He hurriedly jumped down from the Sacred Tree and headed for Takigakure.

Although Takigakure was not large, compared to the remote little village where Obito lived, with only seven or eight households, it was practically a bustling metropolis!

It felt as though a little kitten were scratching at Obito's heart, making him unbearably restless.

Suddenly, ahead of him, an elderly grandmother in her seventies or eighties, hunched over and leaning on a cane, was about to cross the road.

What a familiar sight...

Obito's eyes filled with tears as he charged forward without hesitation.

The old lady was terrified when she saw him. At her age, someone was actually harboring improper intentions toward her? What a beast!

Most importantly, the young man's right side of the face was disfigured...

The old lady refused him for being ugly!

"Grandma, are you crossing the road? Let me help you!"

Obito excitedly held the old lady's hand and, without waiting for an answer, led her across the road.

The old lady blankly allowed Obito to help her across. Only then did she come back to her senses and hurriedly thanked him shyly. "Young man, thank you. You're such a good person."

"Hahaha, don't praise me like that. It's just what I should do." Obito scratched his head and laughed. Being praised by an elder made his heart feel as sweet as honey.

When the old lady saw Obito's smile, she found him rather pleasant to look at. Even his disfigured right