Hagoromo gathered his tangled thoughts and lightly tapped the ground with his Tin Staff.
"Go on, young man."
Obito nodded slightly and spoke with a mixture of regret and heartache.
"As you can see, even at this critical moment of life and death, the shinobi world still never tires of infighting."
"I believe the shinobi world's current situation is far from promising. It is plagued by troubles both within and without."
"Under such circumstances, only forceful measures to unite the shinobi world can give us a chance of resisting our foreign enemies."
Hagoromo nodded at that, parting his lips to say something.
"..."
But Obito never gave him a chance to speak.
He simply kept yammering away.
"Your original intentions were good. You wanted chakra to connect people's hearts, forge bonds, and guide the world toward peace."
"But by now, ninshu has long since strayed from your expectations. Today's Ninja Villages are an even more twisted institution."
"Why is that? I'll have to explain this properly. Let's start with society's ideology..."
It was like a lesson in politics and history.
Obito explained the relationship between institutions, policies, and effectiveness to Hagoromo in simple, accessible terms.
A barrage of memorized textbook points mixed with sweet talk left Hagoromo utterly stunned.
Although Hagoromo was a wise man with a thousand years of experience,
he lived in the world of Naruto, with its simplistic social structure.
His understanding of this subject really might not have measured up to Obito's, even though Obito had slipped through the cracks of compulsory education.
"..."
"Finally, we need only carry out sweeping reforms to address those deeply entrenched problems."
After finishing his summary, Obito gave Hagoromo an inquiring look.
"What do you think?"
Hamura used a hand to close his hanging jaw, then said with a helpless