Suddenly, a crisp, pleasant call reached Uchiha Obito and Kakashi's ears.
The familiar voice made the two, who had been laughing and roughhousing, stop at once.
They were on a battlefield filled with smoke and danger, where every move could mean the difference between life and death.
Though they were usually mischievous troublemakers, they could quickly compose themselves at a critical moment like this.
After all, one careless mistake, and their bodies might be among the cold corpses lying on the ground the very next moment.
Kakashi in particular had improved by leaps and bounds. He was only one examination away from becoming a jonin.
Yet during the brutal Third Shinobi World War, even a jonin could not guarantee that they would survive unscathed.
Thus, the two held their breaths in unspoken agreement and stared intently at the scene before them.
They had come with an important mission—to assist Uchiha Yato in completing his task, not to cause him trouble.
Just as the three waited, Uchiha Yato suddenly appeared before them.
The three little ones froze for a second, unable to react.
Then all three let out earth-shaking screams.
Aah!!!
Immediately afterward, Yato skillfully calmed the three of them down.
"Brother Yato, were you trying to scare me to death? You just suddenly appeared like that."
As he spoke, Obito deliberately put on a terrified expression, hoping to win Uchiha Yato's sympathy.
"If the one who had appeared just now hadn't been me, but an elite ninja from the enemy side, at least two of you would be dead."
"There is no room for sentiment on the battlefield. What exactly did you three come here for? Explain yourselves!"
Uchiha Yato's expression was especially stern. He knew that if he indulged them now, they would only blame him when they got