Moreover, with Hashirama Cells inside him.
He still had plenty of room to grow.
"Other than being a little lacking in Ninjutsu, I should be about evenly matched with a jonin by now, right?"
Obito muttered to himself.
Holding his head, he walked down one street after another.
Suddenly, he stopped at a crossroads.
"Hmm..."
Taking the road on the left would lead him home.
If he took the fork on the right and walked for a while,
he would be able to see the small house where Rin lived.
"Should I go straight home, or go find Rin and hang out for a bit?"
Obito hesitated for a moment.
The system sighed inwardly.
How are you supposed to survive without this system, with your indecisiveness?
"Ding!"
[Option One: Hurry home. It's so late, and it's unsafe for a boy to be outside. Completion reward: Pepper Spray ×1.] [Option Two: The long night stretches on, with no one for company. Go find Rin and play. Completion reward: None.] [Option Three: I won't go left or right. I'll walk backward. Hey, it's all about having fun~ Completion reward: Rearview Mirror ×1.]
Obito glanced over the options and found them as shameless as ever.
"Hmm, Option Two actually has no reward... So first, eliminate Options One and Three."
"I'll choose Two. It looks so different from the others at a glance."
System: "...???"
If you want to flirt with a girl, just go.
What the hell kind of analysis was that?
Obito was like an unleashed husky.
He hopped and skipped toward the right.
"Hehehe, little Rin, here I come~"
After walking for more than ten minutes,
Obito could already see the familiar little house in the distance.
But at the same time, several unwelcome guests came into view.
"Hmm?"
Obito's brows drew together slightly.
Rin and her mother were standing at the entrance.
Their faces flushed red as they argued with several men.
The men were broad-shouldered and fierce-looking. They clearly weren't ordinary people.
The man at the front wore a Forehead Protector and had ninja tools at his waist. He was obviously a shinobi as well.
Obito quietly moved closer without making a sound.
Rin's mother said angrily,
"You're being completely unreasonable. I came to your place several times to repay the money, but you kept putting it off with all kinds of excuses."
"Today, I won't give you a single coin more than the principal!"
The man in front sneered.
"That's not up to you. The three-percent interest for overdue payments is written clearly in black and white."
"If you dare pay even one coin less today, we'll settle this at the Konoha Military Police Force."
The man speaking was named Imai Katsutoshi.
He was an idle, good-for-nothing shinobi.
Compared with risking his life to complete missions and earn money,
he preferred improving his quality of life through methods that weren't quite legal.
The mother and daughter before him were the fat sheep he had set his sights on this time.
He wouldn't leave until he had taken a bite out of them.
Rin's mother said firmly,
"Then we'll meet at the Konoha Military Police Force. In any case, don't even think about taking a single coin from me today."
Imai Katsutoshi waved his hand and said impatiently,
"Brothers, stop wasting your breath on them."
"Go straight into their house and carry out everything valuable."
Rin drew a Kunai and stood in front of her mother.
"Let's see who dares!"
Imai Katsutoshi raised his brows and said mockingly,
"Little girl, do you know how serious the consequences are for starting a fight in the village?"
He adjusted his Forehead Protector.
"If someone reports you, your shinobi qualifications will be revoked."
Rin's small hands trembled slightly.
But she still stood her ground resolutely.
A trace of regret flashed through Rin's mother's eyes.
Imai Katsutoshi had been introduced by a friend of hers.
That was why she had felt safe borrowing some money to deal with an emergency.
But who could have known...
She gritted her teeth and said with some humiliation,
"I'll pay you another one hundred thousand ryo. Take the money and leave immediately!"
Rin turned back in confusion.
"Mother...?!"
Imai Katsutoshi shook his head.
"Mrs. Nohara, you're making things very difficult for me."
"Three hundred thousand in interest. Not a single ryo less, or you can hand over something else to settle the debt!"
Rin's mother pointed at Imai Katsutoshi in grief and anger.
"You...!"
Imai Katsutoshi lost his patience.
He waved his hand again, signaling his men to get to work.
The big men took off their jackets and rolled up their sleeves, preparing to begin their business.
Just then,
a calm voice rang out.
"All of you, stop. Let's see who dares move."
The sudden arrival drew everyone's attention.
Rin said in surprise,
"Obito, what are you doing here?!"
Rin's mother grabbed her daughter and whispered into her ear,
"Rin, hurry and make your classmate leave. Don't let him get himself into trouble."
Rin said with an odd expression,
"It's fine, Mother. Obito's identity... is rather special."
Imai Katsutoshi glanced at Obito and picked his nose.
"Where did this brat come from? He's even a shinobi, huh?"
Obito pointed at himself, looking utterly shocked.
"Brat...? How dare you talk to me like that?!"
Imai Katsutoshi snorted and folded his arms.
"Where did this idiot come from, playing the hero? Hurry up and get lost."
Obito glanced at his outfit.
Only then did he suddenly realize
that while accompanying Shisui in training today,
he had left his clan-emblem coat in the forest.
No wonder this guy dared to talk to me like that.
Obito didn't bother with any more nonsense. He lifted his face and revealed his trademark scarlet eyes.
Imai Katsutoshi: "!!!"
"The Sharingan?! You little... little hero, you're actually a promising young member of the Uchiha Clan?"
Obito smiled teasingly.
"Oh? Your attitude changed pretty quickly."
Imai Katsutoshi smiled obsequiously while cursing frantically in his heart.
The people in his line of work feared one group above all.
That was the Uchiha Clan.
Their business already involved things that hovered between legal and illegal.
If they offended those arrogant people,
their future days would be spent behind bars.
Imai Katsutoshi roared madly in his heart,
"Aren't those narcissistic bastards even wearing clan emblems on their pajamas?"
(Even the Uchiha traitors who abandoned the village wore their clan emblems~~)
"So why the hell aren't you dressed according to the usual rules?!"
"You made me lose face in front of so many people!"
Obito dismissed the Sharingan and gave Imai Katsutoshi a sidelong glance.
"What exactly is going on? I heard enough just now, and I'm sure you know the situation yourself."
"My classmates will repay you the principal. Destroy the IOU, and this matter will be over."
Imai Katsutoshi's expression changed.
"Little hero, is this..."
Obito scratched his head and muttered to himself,
"My uncle should be getting off work around now, right? Should I have him work overtime?"
"But with my uncle's temper, he'd probably blow his top if he had to work overtime."
Imai Katsutoshi: "..."
[I updated three chapters! Today has been such a long day!]
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