Uchiha Yan greeted him naturally. "Hey, I remember you. You're Obito Uchiha, right? My name is Uchiha Yan. We'll be classmates from now on. Want to walk together?"
"Ah?"
Obito was a little bewildered by his attitude and quickly nodded. "I'm Obito... Hello, Lord Yan!"
"Don't call me 'Lord.' Cut out the formalities."
Uchiha Yan smiled and patted Obito on the shoulder. "Just call me Yan. I'm only an ordinary Uchiha. There's no need to be so particular. All those polite formalities are pointless."
Obito could feel that he was being sincere. His heart warmed, and his whole body relaxed considerably.
He nodded hard. "Mm! Yan! Got it! Then let's go together!"
The two of them walked side by side toward the Ninja Academy.
Obito had originally thought that a famous genius like Uchiha Yan, who came from a powerful clan, would surely look down on everyone and be difficult to approach.
But he quickly discovered that this wasn't the case at all.
Yan was easy to talk to and didn't put on airs in the slightest.
Obito's favorable impression of him immediately shot up.
"By the way, Yan, I still have to thank you for developing the new version of the Foundation-Building Medicinal Bath. If not for that, there's no way I'd be this strong now."
As they walked, Obito took the initiative to speak.
It wasn't just the medicinal bath.
Because of all the new methods Uchiha Yan's family had developed, the entire Uchiha clan had grown wealthier and wealthier over the past few years.
The clan had also paid more and more attention to nurturing the next generation.
Children like Obito, who had lost both parents and been raised by their grandmothers, received even more special care from the clan. Medicinal baths, training resources, and other supplies