Obito's Confession to Rin

"Rin, I like you."

"Be my hundredth girlfriend."

At the Konoha Ninja Academy, the breeze across the training ground carried the scent of grass, leaving the minds of countless teachers and students in a daze.

Some dropped their ninja tools, others choked on their potato chips, but no one cared. Everyone stared, dumbfounded, at Nebula Kotetsu, who stood in the center of the field, looking radiant under the warm sunlight.

The latter seemed oblivious to the astonished gazes. He looked at Rin Nohara, who stood frozen like a statue nearby, and curled his lips into a faint smile. The glow in his eyes made every girl's heart tremble as he spoke in a gentle tone.

"I will treat you with all my heart, Rin."

"I... I..." Rin Nohara had temporarily lost the ability to speak. Her reaction was intense; her hands twisted restlessly, and her face, painted with purple markings, turned visibly crimson.

Someone had an even stronger reaction than her.

Opposite Nebula Kotetsu, the boy wearing goggles finally snapped out of his stupor. His body began to tremble, his breathing suddenly grew ragged, and even his pale yellow goggles could not hide his bloodshot eyes.

"Nebula Kotetsu! I *&￥#@!!!" With that shout, he pushed off the ground with wild force, ready to charge forward! But a female teacher who had just regained her senses grabbed him by the collar.

"Wait a moment!"

"Obito, you haven't performed the Seal of Reconciliation yet!"

"To hell with the Sage of Six Paths!" Obito Uchiha roared.

Twenty seconds ago.

He had been scheduled for a sparring match against Nebula Kotetsu. Having long disliked the guy and wanting to show off in front of Rin, he had said a few words.

"Nebula Kotetsu."

"You have no chance of winning against me."

"Use your strongest technique to attack me!"

In his estimation, Nebula Kotetsu—a good-for-nothing who relied only on his looks and had been held back for two years—could never cause him any harm.

He was wrong.

"Obito, you really like Rin, don't you?"

"But Rin doesn't like you at all."

Two sentences were all it took for Obito Uchiha to feel as if he had been struck by lightning, his sanity completely wiped away. Nebula Kotetsu then turned his head to look at the bright girl with purple paint on her face, leading to the scene that had just unfolded.

"Rin, I like you."

"Be my hundredth girlfriend."

"..."

The breeze blew gently.

Yet, Obito Uchiha felt the wind whipping against his cheeks, stinging painfully.

He began to lose control.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!"

"You damn bastard!"

"Rin is not someone you can desecrate!" With red eyes and amidst the shock of the crowd, Obito Uchiha gripped his kunai and slashed backward, tearing through the collar he was being held by. Then, like a wild boar breaking out of its pen, he charged forward. His hand, still clutching the kunai, balled into a fist, his gaze locked onto Nebula Kotetsu's fairy-like face.

I'm going to punch that sinful face of yours into a pulp!

Gasps of alarm rose and fell.

Nebula Kotetsu, the center of attention, seemed not to anticipate the incoming beating.

His gaze remained fixed ahead.

[Contrast System (Activation 99/100)]

[The Kamui of hidden tears, eyes filled only with Rin, the greatest romantic in the ninja world, Obito Uchiha, has issued a provocative challenge. Please choose your response:]

[1. Meet the enemy with your amateur taijutsu. Reward: A thorough, painful beating.]

[2. Use your clumsy ninjutsu to please the opponent. Reward: Ridicule from your classmates.]

[3. Accept Obito Uchiha's challenge, confess to Rin and ask her to be your 100th girlfriend, and deal the strongest damage to Obito. Reward: System activation, 100x Taijutsu Multiplier Card.]

Nebula Kotetsu was very happy.

The system he had been looking forward to for so long was finally about to activate.

These past few years had been nothing but stifling.

As a transmigrator, living in the ninja world without any strength was practically a death sentence.

When practicing ninjutsu, even the basic Three Body Technique would cause his chakra to run wild.

When practicing genjutsu, he spent the whole night counting imaginary figures in bed.

He had even tried to practice taijutsu like Might Guy, but after two sessions, he ended up in the hospital three times.

If nothing changed, by graduation, he would either be dropped from the ninja ranks for failing to master the Three Body Technique, or, out of pity from the examiners, become a "Half-Step Genin Peak Grand Perfection," relegated to catching cats and dogs or becoming cannon fodder one day.

Yet, it was right at the time of the graduation exam that the system arrived.

Heaven knows how excited he was at that moment.

In his past life, he was nothing more than an ordinary, honest man.

He believed in hard work, so he studied and labored with diligence.

"Young people need more training."

"Endure great hardship, do the tedious work, and earn small change."

"Congratulations, you have graduated from our company."

He believed in love, so he was devoted and responsible.

"Three hundred eighty-eight thousand is the minimum bride price. Work hard, and I'll struggle alongside you."

"My mom forced me to meet him; I was just going through the motions. How could you overthink this?"

"I'm always improving, what about you? You can't stop me from chasing a better person, can you?"

"Bride price? Go talk to my lawyer."

Burdened with debt and a body riddled with injuries from years of overtime, he drove the delivery truck he'd salvaged from his former company and sent her and her lawyer flying at the bottom of the long steps in front of the courthouse.

"Go talk to my cancer and my bad luck."

The 1,000-liter fuel tank erupted in a mesmerizing blaze, and Nebula Kotetsu finally grasped the true meaning of life.

Therefore, when the system panel appeared before his eyes, he didn't feel a shred of resistance.

Let me accept confessions from 99 girls?

How is this a mission? Isn't this just helping me accumulate dating experience?

Let me confess to Rin?

How is this a mission? Isn't this just helping me pursue a happy life?

He became a rare repeater at the Ninja Academy, and he had been held back for two years at that.

Gathering 99 girlfriends was not an easy task.

As a ninja village, Konoha had civilians, but the total population was still limited. Setting aside the males, the elderly and infirm, those who were unsightly, and those who didn't value his looks, the number of suitable people Nebula Kotetsu could reach with his current strength and status was finite.

To complete his goal as quickly as possible, he began learning how to interact with girls, how to integrate into their circles, and how to make them like him and take the initiative to confess.

Then he realized, it seemed he didn't need to learn at all.

Because his face was a cheat code.

The people of Konoha said he was like a demon, and they weren't wrong; with his appearance, he attracted the gaze of women wherever he went, every move radiating a charming allure.

Under normal circumstances, as long as he initiated the first sentence with a woman, she would never let the conversation die.

As long as he smiled gently, she would be at a loss for what to do.

The probability of a girl confessing to him after spending a week together was as high as 69%.

The good news was that although the mission was difficult, he had completed it quite smoothly.

The bad news was that because his range of activity was limited, he had eaten plenty of grass around his own nest—among neighbors, inside and outside the school.

At this moment, in the Ninja Academy, most of the female students who were decent-looking were either his current or ex-girlfriends.

And this was the reason why an enraged Obito swung his fist at him, while all the male students on the sidelines excitedly clenched their fists, shouting, "Well done!" "Show some spirit!" "Beat him up!" Their voices rose and fell, wishing they could take his place to pummel him.

Watching Obito's twisted face drawing closer and looking at the system panel that had yet to change, Nebula Kotetsu thought to himself.

"System, please refresh it quickly."

"I'm about to get beaten up."

"It's quite urgent."