Rin stood to the side, watching Obito get "abused" by the four of them. As she laughed, her voice gradually caught in her throat.
She still remembered how, when the Uchiha Clan had been wiped out, Obito had been unable to accept it. He had resolutely left the village to pursue clues about Uchiha Itachi, without even saying goodbye to them. That departure had lasted six years.
Today, Obito had finally returned.
How wonderful.
"Go ahead and bully me all you want, but only for today."
Although Obito was being pinned down and rubbed into the dirt by them, he was a man with pride and dignity. He would never bow his head!
Seeing Obito's face tilted up at a forty-five-degree angle toward the sky, the others seemed to suddenly wake from a dream.
"Obito, what happened to your face?" Guy asked in astonishment.
"Is it an illusion technique?" Asuma asked.
"Well, it was probably painted on," Kakashi said, desperately rubbing Obito's left cheek.
Obito felt utterly aggrieved. Even if it had been painted on, shouldn't it have been the right half of his face? Why was Kakashi rubbing his left cheek?
"Obito, you're a man, yet you actually care about your face? Hmph, what a narcissist." Ibiki pointed at the several savage scars on his own face, his expression filled with disdain.
After listening to their bitter mockery, Obito flew into a rage. "Bastards, you're just jealous because I'm more handsome than you!"
"He probably had cosmetic surgery," Kurenai said with a smile.
She was not merely guessing. There was evidence for it—after Yakumo returned yesterday, Kurenai had gone to see her that evening as well.
Yakumo's body was now no different from an ordinary person's. She could undergo the harsh training of a ninja, which was nothing short