At the Third Training Ground.
Obito had half a broken comb tooth stuck in his head and was hopping around in agony.
He tried to pull it out.
It would not come out.
When he yanked harder, his scalp nearly took flight with it.
[ Ding! Guard-Break Points from Obito Uchiha, +1888! ]
Listening to the crisp notification in his mind, Ye could not suppress the corner of his mouth.
Deep within his consciousness, the System Panel flickered with enchanting golden light.
That glittering string of numbers hung at the edge of his vision, dazzling like the doors of a vault.
Ten million. A whole ten million!!!
Two years.
Two whole years!!!
From tricking his teammates into catching cats and helping rich women move house,
to watching Obito and Kakashi hurt each other on a daily basis, to the lingering profits from Gang Ziyun's mental breakdown back then...
Had it been easy to scrimp and save his way to these points?
His heart had practically gone numb!
At this moment, the string that had been taut for two full years finally loosened with blissful relief.
He slipped both hands into his pockets and looked at the half-comb sticking out of Obito's head, his gaze showing a rare trace of sincerity.
Good brother, that messy hair of yours this early in the morning had truly earned immeasurable merit.
Ye wore a gratified smile as well.
Only he knew how hard he had had it along the way.
[ Ding! Grievance Points from Obito Uchiha, +666! ]
Obito was still furious. "You're still laughing!"
Rin hurried over and, while holding back her laughter, carefully helped Obito pull out the broken teeth one by one.
Obito grimaced in pain, yet still stubbornly talked tough. "Hmph! What can a lousy broken comb possibly do