Shinji did not answer Shisui. Instead, he looked at Nobihi. "And you? What do you want to say?"
Nobihi froze.
Before seeing his brother, he had been full of questions, especially about Uchiha Itachi!
But...
Now that Shinji was standing before him, those questions no longer seemed so important. Nobihi was no fool. From the way Shinji and Shisui had acted,
he could guess at least some of the answers.
So—
"Nii-san! I didn't let you down. My Throwing Technique is really strong now, and..."
Bzz—
Nobihi looked at Shinji excitedly as a brilliant Mangekyo Sharingan appeared in his eyes. "I awakened the same eyes as you and Shisui!"
"I even kicked that Obito Uchiha—the one Shisui said was so strong—so hard he could barely move half his body! He ran away with his tail between his legs!"
"..."
Sure enough.
He was still a child.
Shinji stared at Nobihi's eyes, his feelings tangled. There had been a time when he had agonized over those very eyes.
But now...
Pat!
Shinji rested a hand on Nobihi's shoulder and gave him an encouraging smile unlike any he had shown before. "You... did well."
"In that case..."
Shinji turned to Shisui, and their eyes met.
"Bixi, do you think he qualifies to join the organization now?"
Shisui grinned. "Of course!"
"Organization?" Nobihi was still riding the high of Shinji's approval, but he turned to Shisui in confusion.
"What organization?"
Shinji rubbed his chin. "Before that, I have a question. What are your Dōjutsu?"
"Huh?"
Nobihi paused and glanced instinctively at Shisui. "But Shisui told me never to reveal what my Dōjutsu do to anyone, no matter the circumstances."
"..."
Shinji gave Shisui a teasing look that made the young man blush to the roots of his neck.
Then Shinji shook his head.