Whatever, Fine

Jiraiya instantly teleported to Obito's bedside.

"Come on, don't be so stiff. You're Minato's disciple and my grand-disciple, so you can call me Teacher Jiraiya too~"

Jiraiya said with a smile.

Obito Uchiha nodded slightly. "All right, Teacher Jiraiya."

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

"This is my latest work, Make-Out Paradise 2. I came here especially to let you read it and give me your thoughts."

Jiraiya looked at Obito Uchiha with a broad grin.

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

Right from the first chapter, Jiraiya unleashed a whole pile of utterly outrageous plotlines.

The car was racing at full speed!

"Holy crap, Teacher Jiraiya, this installment is even more gloriously filthy than the last. If readers finish it without crying Konoha bean juice, then this is it." Obito gave a thumbs-up.

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

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

This one was purely a fun novel, completely devoid of nutritional value. It was just gloriously filthy!

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

Jiraiya's Make-Out Paradise would bear full responsibility!

"Teacher Jiraiya, this novel is excellent. It'll definitely be a huge hit!"

"Once this book is released, Teacher Jiraiya, your monthly income will definitely be no less than twenty million W. If it's under twenty million W, come find little Obito, and little Obito will make up the difference."

Obito Uchiha had a sharp eye. At a glance, he saw that the bizarre niche in the Naruto World was wide open. As long as Jiraiya wrote something outrageous, it would definitely sell like crazy.

At first, people might find it outrageous, but over time, combined with the pressure of the wartime environment, everyone would surely need an outlet. The bizarre would gradually become entertaining.

Everyone would even be willing to be fed "shit" by Jiraiya.

That had been the case in his previous life. People were either exhausted by studying or tangled up in work and financial problems, and some bizarre amusement could make them feel relaxed.

"Whoa-ho-ho! Little Obito, then I'll publish it right away! Hahaha!"

Jiraiya was so delighted by those words that he practically took off. Obito Uchiha had pointed him in the right direction before, opening a brand-new door to writing for him.

He had spent years writing traditional, old-fashioned novels without ever 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 smash hit!

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

As the saying went: Traditional novels went unnoticed for years, but one bizarre dirty book made him famous across the land.

Jiraiya was making money hand over fist.

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

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

Jiraiya sat on the bed as he spoke.

Obito Uchiha scratched the back of his head. "Well, it was all right. 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 about Minato summoning the two sages to assist him.

"So, Obito, do you think you have the aptitude to train in Sage Art?"

Jiraiya stroked his chin as he studied Obito Uchiha.

He actually thought quite highly of Obito. Minato's personal disciple, an optimistic Uchiha...

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

Obito Uchiha froze slightly, and a hint of delight rose in his heart. If he could learn Sage Art, his strength would definitely skyrocket!

However, Jiraiya quickly shook his head.

"Obito, you're still quite young. Wait until you're older, then have Minato teach you Sage Art!"

Jiraiya judged.

He felt that Obito had advanced far too quickly along this path and needed time to settle himself.

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

"Well then, ja ne~"

"Consider this copy of Make-Out Paradise 2 my gift to you. Rest up properly~"

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 burst of cheers suddenly came from outside!

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

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

The cheers of numerous Konoha shinobi rang out!

Obito Uchiha showed no expression upon hearing it. It was within expectations.

Iwagakure had been severely weakened after the battle at Kannabi Bridge, and Ōnoki's son had 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 by itself, right?"

"At present, Iwagakure, the Hidden Mist Village, and the Hidden Sand Village have all declared war, while the Hidden Cloud Village has yet to do so. The Third Shinobi World War will probably continue for several more years~"

Obito Uchiha took a sip of milk.

Click!

At that moment, the door suddenly opened.

Rin Nohara walked in wearing a nurse's uniform.

"Huh? Obito, you're awake?"

Rin approached while carrying medicine.

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

Rin, dressed in a nurse's uniform, looked like a little angel.

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

"I told you, I'll always keep watching over you, Obito!"

Rin spoke softly, her voice gentle yet firm.

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 through his eyes before he quickly returned to calm silence.

Rin focused on treating his wound, gently wiping away the blood around its edges with practiced, careful movements.

Obito Uchiha quietly watched her, unable to stop a complicated feeling from rising within him.

He had never expected Rin to still remember what she had once said to him.

Ever since he had taken over Obito's body, he had focused only on pursuing greater strength and had long since cast Rin aside.

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

He had long since stopped holding any expectations for so-called friendship or love.

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

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

Rin wore an intent expression. Fine beads of sweat had appeared on her forehead, yet her hands did not pause in the slightest.

Whatever, fine...

Obito Uchiha sighed inwardly and slowly closed his eyes.

(Some people seem to be reading this book based on the backend data. Can 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 better at writing stories without female leads, I'll do my best to accommodate everyone's feelings.)