Konoha's Friend to the Elderly

After breakfast, Shisui changed into the same blue training outfit as Koki, and Kakashi tied on the Forehead Protector that marked him as a ninja. The three said goodbye to Mikoto and prepared to leave for school.

"Have a good day!" At the front door, Koki handed the three the super deluxe, oversized lunch boxes Mikoto had prepared and spoke smugly.

This made Obito furious. He pointed at Koki and shouted incoherently, "Just you wait! You'll have to come to school too, in less than a year!"

Koki stuck out his tongue and deliberately replied in a sarcastic tone, "That's right, Brother Obito. I still have one! Whole! Year!"

Hahahahaha, not having to go to school was great. Watching other people go to school was even better.

Now Obito was truly furious. He pointed at Koki, unable to get his words out properly.

Shisui gave Koki a slightly disapproving look. Koki also felt he had taken the joke a little too far and quickly apologized in a cutesy voice. "Brother Obito, I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"

Faced with Koki's pretty little face and his soft, cutesy plea, Obito's heart skipped a beat, and he rather spinelessly stopped being angry. "I-I'll forgive you this time!" After saying that, Obito ran out, his face red.

"Koki, don't pay that idiot any mind. I'm leaving now. If anything happens, contact me right away, and I'll come as soon as I can." Kakashi stared intently into Koki's bright eyes.

"Okay, don't worry! I'll be fine, Senior Kakashi. You can come over for dinner tonight too." Koki gave him a radiant smile.

"O-okay." Kakashi could barely bring himself to look directly at Koki's smile. After answering, he walked out too.

Huh? Why is Senior Kakashi walking with his arm and leg moving on the same side?

"Th-then I'm leaving too. Goodbye!" Shisui also scurried out the door.

Today is so strange! Why were all three of them acting so awkward and stammering too? Completely baffled, Koki scratched his head helplessly and went into the living room.

Koki tidied up briefly, then went out to train. After returning home for lunch, he went out with his mother and younger brother.

The three strolled along the Uchiha streets. Koki and Itachi walked hand in hand ahead of Mikoto, letting out cheerful laughter from time to time. Mikoto did not disturb them, simply following leisurely a short distance behind.

Sunlight fell on Koki's youthful face, setting off his clear eyes. Koki and Itachi wore matching blue clothes bearing fan emblems, and their steps were light.

"Are you that happy?" Watching Itachi hold his hand and skip along so lively, Koki caught his enthusiasm and felt cheerful too.

"Mm!" Itachi nodded vigorously, then spoke with a hint of grievance. "Brother, you haven't come out with me in so long."

Koki patted Itachi's little head to comfort him. "I'll definitely spend more time with you from now on, okay? Once you can start training, we can train together. I'll teach you how to use Shuriken!"

Koki felt guilty. Ever since he had awakened his Sharingan, Fugaku had been dragging him through devilish training every day. As a result, the time he now spent playing with his younger brother really had diminished greatly.

However, when he thought of Itachi's talent, he realized he really could not teach this genius about training. Perhaps he would need Itachi to teach him instead!

"Okay!" A lovely picture of training with his brother in the future appeared in Itachi's mind, and he could not help giggling.

Just as the two were talking and laughing, Koki noticed an old woman struggling along the sidewalk ahead. She was very old and carried a heavy bamboo basket on her back that appeared to be filled with all sorts of odds and ends.

She walked unsteadily, sweat covering her forehead. She was clearly exhausted.

Koki could not bear to see poor elderly people suffer. Sympathy and pity welled up in his heart, and he immediately quickened his pace to catch up with her.

"Grandma, where is your family? How could they let you carry something so heavy by yourself?" Koki asked with concern, a hint of reproach in his voice.

The old woman shook her head and said with a bitter smile, "My old man isn't feeling well. He's lying in bed. I can still manage this little bit."

Hearing this, Koki could not help frowning. He took the bamboo basket from the old woman and said softly, "Grandma, let me carry it home for you."

The old woman looked at the basket in Koki's hands, and gratitude flashed in her eyes. "Thank you, little Koki. You really are kind." As she spoke, she patted Koki on the shoulder.

"Do you know me?" Koki asked in surprise.

"Of course. You may have forgotten, but last year, I was buying food for my grandson on Konoha's snack street when I accidentally fell while crossing the road. All the passersby stood by and watched, but you alone reached out and helped me up. I've kept that life-saving kindness in my heart, and I'm moved to tears with gratitude," the old woman said, trembling with excitement.

Koki was just like Obito. He had always been a "friend to the elderly" in Konoha, caring and kind, and he often helped the village's elderly residents. Koki was so cute and sweet-tongued that he had even unexpectedly won a group of devoted fans, becoming extremely popular in Konoha's elderly circles.

"Not at all, Grandma. Life-saving kindness? It wasn't nearly that serious. It was just a small favor." Koki was a little embarrassed by the old woman's praise, while Itachi watched him with admiration from the side.

If Koki had not been Fugaku's son and possessed the rare Sharingan, everyone would have doubted whether he truly shared the Uchiha Clan's blood. After all, in the Uchiha Clan, down-to-earth people like him and Obito were practically nonexistent.

The old woman did not argue, merely gazing at Koki with affection.

Koki shouldered the bamboo basket and carefully supported the old woman as they walked slowly toward her home. His figure looked especially warm in the sunlight.

On the way, Koki also took the initiative to ask about the old woman's family. After learning that her husband was in poor health, they urged her to take good care of herself and told her she could ask him for help whenever she needed it.

The old woman thanked them repeatedly.

"Brother, you're amazing!" Itachi said, full of admiration.

"Not really. It was just a small favor." Koki scratched his head shyly. He felt that Itachi might have put him on a bit of a pedestal.

"Then, Itachi, will you learn from your brother from now on?" Mikoto had come up from behind them at some point. She picked Itachi up and spoke gently.

"Of course! Brother is my role model. I'll definitely work hard to learn from him," Itachi answered seriously, a determined light shining in his eyes.

Mikoto smiled with relief. "You're both good children. I'm proud of you." As she spoke, she gently stroked Itachi's hair.

The three walked on together, their figures looking especially heartwarming in the sunset.