However, to carry Obito away, he had to be able to move normally.
"Uh..." Mirai choked at the question. An answer flashed through his mind, but he had no confidence in it.
Yet neither the muddy smile on Obito's face nor the hope in Kakashi's eyes allowed Mirai to say it aloud from the bottom of his heart.
Silence. Under Minato's gaze, Mirai chose to remain silent. He had only learned magic to improve his ability to fight continuously.
Did these guys really take him for a Medical Ninja?
"Let go, Mirai. I believe in you!" Obito suddenly encouraged Mirai as if he had used every last ounce of strength. His voice had turned hoarse.
Believe in me? I don't even believe in myself. And you do?
Hesitation appeared on Mirai's face. This was not something that could be fixed by helping Kakashi change his expression. If he mishandled the eyes, Obito would go blind. If he mishandled the heart surgery, Obito would die!
"Mirai, I believe in you too," Kakashi repeated alongside Obito.
Mirai's expression shifted slightly, as though something had surged up from the depths of his heart.
Minato glanced at the clouds in the sky. Night was falling. This was the best time for them to leave. Before that, they had to find a way to take Obito with them.
"If Obito can't be moved, we'll have to abandon him." Minato spoke heavily, his face cold and merciless, completely unlike the friendly older brother next door who always smiled as brightly as the sun.
"Boss..." Kakashi shrank back and was about to speak, but Minato interrupted him and gestured for him to look at Mirai.
A vicious glint flashed across Mirai's small face, replacing his earlier hesitation. If Obito died, then he died. If the operation failed,