To Hell with It, Whatever

Jiraiya instantly moved to Obito Uchiha's bedside.

"Come on, don't be so reserved. You're Minato's student and my grandstudent, so you can call me Teacher Jiraiya~"

Jiraiya said with a smile.

Obito Uchiha nodded slightly. "Okay, Teacher Jiraiya."

Jiraiya nodded, then took a novel from his waist and tossed it to Obito Uchiha.

"This is the latest Make-Out Paradise 2 I wrote. I came specifically to have you read it and give me your thoughts."

Jiraiya looked at Obito Uchiha with a beaming smile.

Since he had nothing else to do anyway, Obito Uchiha started flipping through it.

Right from the first chapter, Jiraiya unleashed a whole barrage of outrageously wild plotlines.

The innuendo was off the charts!

"Damn, Teacher Jiraiya, this installment is even more absurdly horny. If readers don't cry Konoha soy milk after reading it, I'll give it this!" Obito Uchiha said, raising a thumbs-up.

Obito Uchiha could not help marveling at the wisdom and learning ability of two-dimensional characters.

When Jiraiya started driving, he went straight onto the highway without warning. At least the first book had a few genuine lessons about life.

This one was purely a joke novel, completely devoid of nutritional value. It was just horny!

If children in the future Shinobi World became extremely bizarre...

Make-Out Paradise would bear full responsibility!

"Teacher Jiraiya, this novel is very good. It'll definitely sell like crazy!"

"Once this book is published, Teacher Jiraiya, your monthly income definitely won't be less than twenty million W. If it's less than twenty million W, come find little Obito Uchiha, and little Obito Uchiha will make up the difference."

With his sharp eye, Obito Uchiha immediately saw that the absurdist market in the Naruto World was wide open. As long as Jiraiya wrote a little outrageous stuff, it would definitely sell explosively.

At first, everyone might find it absurd, but over time, coupled with the high-pressure environment of war, people would surely need an outlet for stress. The absurd would gradually become entertaining.

People would even be willing to be fed "crap" by Jiraiya.

It had been the same in his previous life. Whether people were exhausted by studying or entangled by work and financial troubles, absurd jokes could help them relax.

"Woo-hoo-hoo! Little Obito Uchiha, then I'll publish it right away! Hahaha!"

Jiraiya was so delighted by those words he nearly took off. Back then, Obito Uchiha had pointed him in the right direction and opened a new door to writing for him.

He had written traditional, old-fashioned novels for years without becoming popular. If not for the Three Sannin title, he might not even have been able to make a living from it.

Who would have thought that one Make-Out Paradise would become an instant hit!

It had even overshadowed his reputation as one of the Three Sannin!

It could be said: traditional novels went unnoticed for years, but one absurd dirty book became known across the world overnight.

Jiraiya had made a fortune.

Jiraiya declared, "I'm getting ready to become filthy rich..."

"Obito Uchiha, your performance at Kannabi Bridge truly amazed me. I never expected to have a grandstudent as famous as you."

Jiraiya said this while sitting on the bed.

Obito Uchiha scratched the back of his head. "Well, it was okay. If not for Teacher Minato's Sage Art, I might have died from exhaustion."

Obito Uchiha remained very humble.

Jiraiya nodded. The toads had already told him that Minato had summoned two sages to assist him.

"So, Obito Uchiha, do you think you have the talent to cultivate Sage Art?"

Jiraiya stroked his chin as he examined Obito Uchiha.

In truth, he already thought highly of Obito Uchiha as a prospect: Minato's direct disciple, an optimistic Uchiha Clan member.

With all those buffs stacked together, Jiraiya naturally had high hopes for him.

Obito Uchiha froze slightly, and joy flickered in his heart. If he could learn Sage Art, his power would definitely soar!

But Jiraiya quickly shook his head.

"Obito Uchiha, you're still rather young. When you grow up, let Minato teach you Sage Art!"

Jiraiya concluded.

He felt that Obito Uchiha's rise had been far too rapid, and that he needed time to settle and mature.

Obito Uchiha also put on a calm, composed expression and nodded slowly.

"Well then, see you~"

"Consider this Make-Out Paradise 2 a gift from me. Focus on recovering~"

Jiraiya turned into smoke and vanished in an instant.

Before Obito Uchiha could react, Jiraiya had already disappeared.

With nothing better to do, Obito Uchiha picked up the book and continued reading.

Just as Obito Uchiha was reading, a sudden burst of cheers came from outside!

"Long live! The war with Iwagakure is over!"

"Iwagakure has signed a ceasefire agreement! We won!"

Cheers from the Konoha ninja rang out!

Obito Uchiha showed no reaction upon hearing them. It was exactly as expected.

After the battle at Kannabi Bridge, Iwagakure had suffered grievous losses, and Onoki's son had also been captured alive. How could they possibly continue fighting to the death?

Sigh, if I remember correctly, the Third Shinobi World War was Konoha fighting the other four villages alone, right?

"Right now, Iwagakure, the Hidden Mist Village, and the Hidden Sand Village have all declared war. The Hidden Cloud Village has yet to do so. I'm afraid the Third Shinobi World War will continue for several more years~"

Obito Uchiha took a sip of milk.

Tap!

At that moment, the door suddenly opened.

Rin Nohara walked in wearing a nurse's uniform.

"Huh? Obito Uchiha, you're awake?"

Rin approached with medicine in hand.

Obito Uchiha froze slightly and asked, "Rin, why are you dressed like that?"

Rin was wearing a nurse's uniform, making her look like a little angel.

Rin froze for a moment, then smiled. "Oh, this? Since we're classmates, and Kakashi and Teacher Minato went off on a mission, I'm the one responsible for taking care of you!"

"I told you, I'll always watch over you, Obito Uchiha!"

Rin spoke softly, her voice gentle yet resolute.

She held a bottle of ointment in her hand, carefully unscrewed the cap, dipped a cotton swab into it, and gently applied it to Obito Uchiha's injured hand.

When Obito Uchiha heard those words, his body stiffened slightly. He raised his head to look at Rin, surprise flashing in his eyes, but he soon returned to calm silence.

Rin focused on treating his wound, gently wiping the blood from around it with practiced, meticulous movements.

Obito Uchiha watched her quietly, and a complicated feeling rose in his heart.

He had never expected that Rin would still remember what she had once told him.

Ever since he had taken over Obito Uchiha's body, he had focused solely on pursuing greater power and had long since cast Rin from his mind.

Over that long period, he had gone through countless battles and fought all kinds of enemies. His heart had gradually become cold and ruthless, yet for Teacher Minato's expectations, he had continued acting sunny and optimistic.

He had long stopped placing any hope in so-called friendship or love.

Yet at that moment, as Rin cared for him so attentively, the memories buried deep in his heart slowly began to surface, surging into his mind like a tide.

Obito Uchiha focused slightly, his gaze fixed tightly on Rin.

Rin's expression was intent, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead, yet she did not pause her movements in the slightest.

To hell with it, whatever...

Obito Uchiha sighed inwardly and slowly closed his eyes.

(Some people seem to be reading this book according to the backend stats. Could everyone choose whether you want a female lead? Since things haven't taken shape yet, I can still make changes. If you want a female lead, let me know. Although I'm good at writing stories without a female lead, I'll try my best to accommodate everyone's feelings.)