Kakashi's manifestation weighting and quality were higher than Obito's, Guy's, and Shisui's, reaching 90%.
After all, he was the future Sixth Hokage, a promising prospect among promising prospects.
But now he was nowhere to be found, so there was no way to farm anything from him.
"Forget it." Uchiha Makoto shook his head. "I'll focus on improving myself first. Once Kakashi comes back, I'll keep grinding his favorability."
"Next..." Uchiha Makoto clenched his fists. "First, stabilize the bipolar seal. Then try applying 'instant-burst style' ninjutsu in actual combat."
He glanced at the distant training ground.
Obito was practicing Fire Release, Guy was running, and Shisui was practicing the Body Flicker Technique.
The sun shone brightly, and the breeze was gentle.
Everything seemed peaceful.
Uchiha Makoto stood outside the Hatake Clan's front gate, staring at the nameplate for a full three minutes.
It was Year 42 of Konoha, and Hatake Sakumo wasn't dead yet.
Not only was he alive, he was still a hero of the village, the legendary "White Fang of Konoha," whose strength supposedly surpassed even the Sannin's.
All Makoto knew was that the man had died a bitter, humiliating death in the original story.
Public opinion had driven him to his death.
He had abandoned a mission to save his teammates, only to be condemned by the entire village and ultimately commit seppuku in his own home.
"Tch." Uchiha Makoto clicked his tongue. "A plot like that really could only happen in a world like Naruto."
But none of that had happened yet.
Hatake Sakumo was still alive, still celebrated, still a hero everyone admired.
Uchiha Makoto had come to see him mainly because of Kakashi.
Kakashi had been missing for a month.
So he had decided to take the direct approach.
Show up at his home and