What are you doing with me? Tomorrow you're going to get ready to go, aren't you going to say goodbye to your grandma? The time to go out on this mission may not be short. ”

"Leave it to you, I'll go later."

Seiichi held back his angry glance and followed behind him with soil.

You follow others and want to follow up at home, and you let others care? What gangster stalker? ”

Obito turned his face slightly, as if he was a little embarrassed and a little complaining: "You guy. Lin has been taking care of you for the past few days, and you are not even at home, so I want to say goodbye to Lin. ”

In the memory of Obito, the last official mission. It was a long time ago.

That S-class mission of his first life, 'Destroy the Kamino Bridge'.

I didn't expect to take the first task again after returning to Konoha. Again, it's a task of difficulty A-S.

And this time, there is no teacher as a team leader.

Even speaking of these two Uchiha guards in the shadows, they are just two middle ninjas, and theoretically this is an exceptional task.

To say that Obito wants to prove his excitement. Is there a hint of panic?

That must be there.

Otherwise, there would be no need to say goodbye to Lin in person with such fanfare.

Looking at Obito's cowardly appearance, Seiichi suddenly slapped him in the back.

Obito was shocked: "What are you doing?!" ”

Seiichi smiled and said, "It's about to be a mission. Would you like to eat a bowl of your favorite Ichiraku ramen, shall you? ”

"When you came back, you don't seem to have said hello to Uncle Yiraku, have you?"

If it was before, the temperament of Obito, a ramen maniac, must have agreed a long time ago.

But now, he seemed to be a little hesitant.

Touching his right cheek, which was already distorted, he smiled bitterly:

"Seiichi, you said Uncle Yile. Will you not recognize me? ”

After all, when he appeared in front of everyone again, although everyone kept silent, that kind of surprised and unfamiliar eyes, how could he not see the writing wheel eyes that had awakened the kaleidoscope

Seiichi is also scratching his head.

"Don't worry, Uncle Hand is a person with a delicate heart, how can he make such delicious ramen if he is not such a delicate person? He won't stop knowing you because of this little thing. Or maybe it's the other way. ”

Hearing such comfort, Obito also forced a smile, and pretended to be happy: "Yes! Then I'll be disrespectful! I want a big bowl of barbecued pork! ”

"Yes, you can. You can add a lobster if you want. ”

"Oh! All right! ”

It seems that this kid, don't look at the appearance that he has always been nobody, he actually cares a lot about the broken phase.

Although it is not uncommon for ninjas to be injured and leave scars that cause them to break their faces.

But Obito's current physiognomy is relatively serious among the group of ninjas who are out of shape.

I want to be in the middle of socializing with other acquaintances. I was stung by some subtle reactions.

"Ah, welcome! What do you want for the two guests? ”

"Yo Hand Beat Uncle"

"Huh?"

Hearing this voice, Uncle Yiraku, who had been concentrating on kneading the dough, turned around with some surprise.

"Isn't this Obito! It's been a long time since you've been here, and my uncle thinks you don't like my ramen. ”

Seiichi also patted the guy who seemed to be a little shy for some reason.

"Look, I'll just say that Uncle Hand Beat won't recognize you."

Obito finally showed his usual optimistic smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there was some delay before!" I won't get tired of eating my uncle's ramen for the rest of my life! ”

"Oh, that's a flattering thing. The little brother of Seiichi here hasn't been here for a long time, right? And you look like this, alas. Ninja is a hard job. ”

Looking at the two young men in front of him, one crippled and one injured, Uncle Hand sighed softly, but soon regrouped.

"Sit down quickly, Uncle will give you special benefits today!"

As an uncle in a ramen shop, you naturally have to keep a warm mood, but if the atmosphere in the shop is too cold, it will affect the taste of ramen!

"Then I want a big bowl of pork bones and more barbecued pork! Ah, the lobster also wants a Chengyi to say please! ”

"So do I."

"Hey! Wait a minute, two guest officers! ”

The soup was fragrant, and it seemed that this meal of ramen was really absent for a long time, and this guy was waiting in his seat to shake his head, as if his saliva was about to drip down.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

"Come on, come on!"

"Oh!!"

To be honest, when it comes to the ramen in front of you, not to mention Obito, a ramen lover, even Seiichi thinks it's a bit exaggerated.

It's a bit of a bit. It's so hearty!

"Please take your time."

"I'm moving!"

"I'm on the move, too."

But whether it's Seiichi or Obito, these two have just finished training and are growing the fastest.

Looking at such a bowl of ramen that is so rich that it is almost overflowing, not only does it not feel burdened, but it is also full of satiety.

Originally, the uncle was still a little worried that the young man with a bandage on his right arm would be a little inconvenient, but looking at the speed at which the two of them did not let go of the slightest eating, he also knew that his worries were a little redundant.

No matter how young you look, you're still a good ninja, right?

However, the victory and defeat between the two seemed to be in silence, but it seemed to be broken by something.

The bandaged guy suddenly looked back at the ramen shop's curtain.

Obito is also sweating profusely and refusing to admit defeat.

"What's wrong, Seiichi? Are you going to throw in the towel! ”

"Well, I'm sorry, I suddenly had a problem, but the ramen is delicious!"

After leaving behind a certain amount of money, Seiichi quickly left the ramen shop.

Obito was a little confused by his sudden hand.

When he sank down and looked closely, he discovered the reason for Seiichi's sudden departure.

"Itachi? It looks like it."

Obito suddenly frowned slightly, as if he remembered some bad memories when he was still in school.

But he quickly turned his face to look at Uncle Yile, who was also at a loss, this kind of thing Chengyi is the best at, so he doesn't have to worry about it anymore.

On the contrary, he immediately put on a smile and comforted:

"It's okay, it's okay! That guy is on the run, I'm here to help him clean up the mess! ”

"Oooh! Seeing that you are still so energetic, the uncle is relieved. ”

Walking through the streets and alleys, Seiichi soon caught up with the lonely little boy.

The little teenager's shirt was completely soaking wet and smelling strange.

His eyebrows were lowered, as if he was obsessed.

It wasn't until he walked without looking at the road that he bumped into a bandaged patient head-on that he suddenly raised his head.

"I'm sorry! I'm not the same."

"Didn't mean to?"

"I think you did it on purpose!"

The guy who bumped into him seemed to be unreasonable, and grabbed the little boy's head with a hand.

But he didn't want to teach this young man who didn't walk long enough, but patted him on the head.

"Itachi, didn't you really mean to turn a blind eye to me?"

Itachi's fists clenched slightly: "Brother Chengyi."

But any other child who is bullied like this at this age, and when he meets an elder who cares about him, I am afraid that he will have to cry on the spot and tell his grievances.

But the little guy in front of him is not this kind of person.

Even if his eyes were red, he would still lie in a low voice.

"I'm fine"

Seiichi didn't seem to care about Itachi's sewage-filled head, but kneaded it vigorously until the guy finally burst into tears of pain before he retorted:

"It's my fault!"

Itachi: "."

"I have a younger brother who has been bullied so much that he doesn't even dare to speak, and he won't come to see me, Itachi, do you have any eyebrows?"

Itachi still had his head down, as if he had a lot to say, but at the end of the day, there was still only one "I" left in his mouth, and it seemed that it was difficult to speak.

Seiichi took the young man, soaked in sewage, into the crook of his arm and patted him on the shoulder with the only left hand he could use.

"What's there. Let's talk as we go? ”

"Speak slowly, not in a hurry. I'm free right now. ”

(End of chapter)