"If none of you volunteer, I'll call on someone myself!" Hatake Ziyan said.
After speaking, Hatake Ziyan glanced over the twelve people present again, waiting to see whether anyone would step forward.
The twelve exchanged another round of glances, but still no one stepped forward.
"All right, Obito! Come with me first!" Seeing that no one was volunteering, Hatake Ziyan singled out Obito, the one trying hardest to hide, who had practically buried his head inside his clothes.
"Yes, Lord Ziyan!" Obito said, slowly stepping forward with a miserable look on his face.
"All right, train on your own for now. Obito, come with me!" Hatake Ziyan said, heading toward a nearby tree.
The other eleven headed to their usual training spots and began practicing. Haku and his two companions also found a place where they would not get in anyone else's way and started training on their own.
Obito followed Hatake Ziyan, looking back over his shoulder every few steps. To everyone watching, he looked less like someone about to receive training instructions and more like a condemned man heading to his execution, reluctant to leave the joys of life behind!
Hatake Ziyan led Obito to the edge of the Training Ground. Chakra surged through his body, and a table and two chairs rose from the ground.
Hatake Ziyan nodded. You know, Wood Release really is handy, whether at home or on the road.
After sitting down, Hatake Ziyan motioned for Obito to sit across from him. Obito obediently hurried into the chair.
"Obito, tell me, what do you think you still need to improve?" Hatake Ziyan asked.
"Lord Ziyan, I think I need to improve my Taijutsu. I also haven't mastered the ninjutsu you gave me well enough, so I need to work harder on that too!" After