Divine Mechanism Hundred Refinements

Amada looked at the purple guaranteed-draw ticket on the system panel and silently made up his mind:

Better to draw now than later. A purple item has to be something really good, right?

With that thought, he silently activated the lottery.

In an instant, the mysterious purple lottery wheel began spinning rapidly in his mind.

Amada was so nervous that he stared at the spinning wheel without blinking.

As it gradually slowed, all sorts of purple items began to appear. He couldn't make out what they were, but judging by their shapes, they all looked valuable.

Just then, a dazzling golden light suddenly blazed from the lottery wheel.

"Holy crap! A gold!"

Amada couldn't contain his excitement. He had been lying face-down on his desk, but now he jerked his head up as if shocked by electricity, nearly leaping out of his seat.

Everyone's eyes instantly turned toward him.

The teacher stopped writing with his chalk and frowned in confusion, looking at Dead Last, who usually went unnoticed.

A trace of contempt flickered in the teacher's eyes. As far as he was concerned, a Dead Last like Uchiha Amada would have no chance of surviving once he set foot on the cruel battlefield.

Seeing the puzzled looks from his classmates, Amada awkwardly tugged at the corners of his mouth, forcing a stiff smile. Then he quickly lay back down, burying his face in the crook of his arms.

After waiting until his classmates' attention had returned to the lesson, Amada took a deep breath and tried to calm down. Then he immersed his consciousness in the Lottery System again.

The mysterious lottery space appeared before him once more. The golden light was slowly fading, revealing the outline of the item within.

Golden... What could it be?

He murmured to himself.

As the light vanished completely, an ancient-looking book appeared before him.

At its very center, four words were written in old-fashioned characters: [Divine Mechanism Hundred Refinements].

Th-this is one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills from The Outcast, isn't it?

Amada exclaimed inwardly. He never would have imagined that he'd draw a divine skill from another anime world while in the Naruto world.

His mind immediately filled with all the things he'd heard about Divine Mechanism Hundred Refinements in The Outcast: it could efficiently refine and transform materials, craft magical artifacts and pills, and was said to be capable of refining all things.

If I master Divine Mechanism Hundred Refinements in the Naruto world...

Amada's heart began racing again, and excitement gleamed in his eyes.

He could almost see himself wielding Divine Mechanism Hundred Refinements, dominating the world of shinobi and becoming a great powerhouse.

Amada sat quietly in class, looking just as he always did on the outside, but inside, his heart was fluttering like a rabbit's, and he couldn't sit still for a moment.

His gaze kept drifting toward the window. He could hardly wait to get home and open the book, Divine Mechanism Hundred Refinements.

At last, the bell rang. Just then, a commotion broke out at the other end of the classroom.

He turned to look and saw Obito at it with Kakashi again.

Obito glared at Kakashi as though he wanted to swallow him whole.

At that moment, he was crouching on a desk, leaning forward until his face was almost touching Kakashi's.

Kakashi, meanwhile, remained as cool and indifferent as ever.

With his hands in his pockets and his chin slightly raised, he gazed at Obito calmly, a hint of disdain in his eyes, as if the furious boy before him wasn't worth the slightest effort.

A group of girls crowded around him, chattering excitedly, their eyes full of admiration and affection.

Even Rin Nohara, the girl Obito had a crush on, stood beside Kakashi with a shy expression, sneaking glances at him from time to time.

Amada watched the familiar scene and couldn't help chuckling.

The image of Naruto and Sasuke facing off in the classroom suddenly came to mind. Obito and Kakashi looked exactly the same.

This scene looks familiar... Isn't this the classic Naruto-and-Sasuke moment?

Amada chuckled as he mused to himself:

Since that's the case, let me give you two a hand.

Amada adjusted his expression, pretending nothing was wrong, and ambled toward Obito.

When he was nearly beside Obito, he deliberately slowed down and looked elsewhere, as if searching for something.

Suddenly, he acted as if he'd tripped over something. His body pitched forward, and he barreled straight into Obito's back.

"Oops!" Amada cried out in feigned surprise,

while reaching out to steady himself. Instead, he accidentally shoved Obito with all his strength.

Obito was already leaning forward in anger, and the shove threw him off balance. He hurtled uncontrollably toward Kakashi.

Kakashi was watching Obito with an annoyed expression and hadn't expected anything like this to happen.

Before he could react, his mask touched something soft and warm, accompanied by Obito's startled cry.

"Mm!" They both grunted. The room fell silent in an instant. All the girls stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, their faces filled with shock, as if they'd witnessed something unbelievable.

Obito and Kakashi broke apart almost immediately.

Obito scrubbed furiously at his mouth, gagging over and over as if he'd just eaten something disgusting.

"Ugh... You bastard, what did you do?!"

He roared at Kakashi, his eyes blazing.

Kakashi's expression turned awful too. His usually pale face had gone ashen, and he was thankful he'd been wearing his mask. He wanted nothing more than to teach Obito a lesson.

But before Kakashi could make a move, the girls around them had already reacted.

They screamed and rushed at Obito.

"You jerk! You stole Kakashi's first kiss!"

"Unforgivable! You're going to pay for this!"

The girls shouted over one another, raining punches down on Obito.

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Obito raised his arms to shield his head and shouted in protest:

"He was wearing a mask! It doesn't count!"

But the girls were too furious to listen to his explanation.

Only Rin looked worried as she watched Obito, his face bruised and swollen. She gently pushed her way through the crowd, went over to him, crouched down, and asked with concern:

"Obito, are you okay?"

Her voice was gentle, and her eyes were full of concern.

Hearing Rin's voice, Obito's angry, aggrieved expression softened at once.

He looked at Rin and managed a faint smile.

"I... I'm fine, Rin."

Although his whole body ached, Rin's concern warmed his heart.