Perhaps you could take a look at this one.
A hand held a book and placed it in front of Uchiha Obito.
Uchiha Obito looked up and followed the hand, seeing a man wearing a black hat and having hair in three colors: black, white, yellow.
Judging from the aura on his body, he didn't seem like an ordinary person either, somewhat similar to the people with special abilities he had encountered before, but the fact that he didn't detect any hostility or killing intent was likely just a coincidence.
He took the book and flipped through a few pages. This book was titled Obscured Sorrow and told the story of an assassin. In a certain sense, assassins were much like ninjas, but it wasn't of much help to him, so he put the book back.
"Why aren't you reading it? Do you think it's not good?" The man asked uncontrollably, seeing that Uchiha Obito had put the book back after only flipping through a few pages.
"Because it's of no help to me," Uchiha Obito replied indifferently. Why bother reading something useless?
Help?
"Why do you ask so many questions?" Uchiha Obito asked, crossing his arms.
I am the author of this book, Natsume Soseki," Natsume Soseki said calmly under Uchiha Obito's gaze, "so I am quite curious as to why you don't read my books.
Oh, the other person is also a writer; Uchiha Obito became interested.
Then do you know how to make a novel more interesting?
Natsume Soseki froze for a moment before giving a bitter smile and saying, "How to make a novel interesting.. that question of yours is far too broad."
But with such a demand, do you also want to write novels?
Uchiha Obito nodded.
"If you don't mind, perhaps I could let you take a look." Natsume Soseki smiled. As the man behind Yokohama, these suddenly appearing Uchiha members naturally caught his attention.
It wasn't that he hadn't tried transforming into a cat to take a look, but these Uchiha members were all terrifyingly sensitive. He had only managed to observe two before he was nearly exposed by them, without even gathering much intelligence. His hard work had finally paid off, he had finally seized an opportunity to get close to these Uchiha.
The two exchanged contact information.
Natsume Soseki also recommended a few books to Uchiha Obito for reference.
"The house that Sasuke smashed during that fight last time.. that was your friend's house, wasn't it?" Uchiha Izuna glanced at Oda Sakunosuke.
Oda Sakunosuke nodded, a hint of worry coloring his expression; he had truly caused Ango a great deal of trouble. If only he had held out just a little longer and not moved into Ango's house back then.
A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of Uchiha Izuna's mouth. "Your friend has hidden his identity well; even that ability user organization called the Organization couldn't find him, otherwise they wouldn't have tracked him down so easily."
"Those people have come looking for us? Will I be causing you trouble by being here?" Oda Sakunosuke's expression turned slightly serious.
"Don't worry about that. Not only is it possible the other party was targeting us to begin with, but they can't afford to bother you right now. That friend of yours whose house was trashed is a member of an official organization," Uchiha Izuna said dismissively.
Since the opponent smashed the house of a member of an official organization, they certainly won't let this go. For an official organization, such provocative behavior must be severely suppressed; otherwise, how can they maintain their prestige?
Just as Uchiha Izuna said, the Organization that smashed Sakaguchi Ango's house was currently being harassed by the Special Ability Department.
The leader of the Organization, Francis: This is all a misunderstanding.
Special Ability Department Baldy, Section Chief Tanada: Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding! There's no such thing as coincidence. You didn't smash anyone else's house, you only smashed the houses of the young people in my section. You want to enter the country? Stay outside and eat dust!
Sakaguchi Ango pushed up his glasses, his expression calm. He knew, of course, that the other party wasn't coming for him, but since he had already boarded the pirate ship, he could only wish the Organization bad luck.
Uchiha Obito drifted in like a ghost, clutching a pile of books.
"What have you been doing lately, Uncle?" Uchiha Shisui asked, looking in surprise at Uchiha Obito, who had two massive dark circles under his eyes.
Uchiha Obito was immersed in his own world, automatically ignoring all unimportant information, focused solely on walking toward his room.
Receiving no response, Uchiha Shisui looked at the two people sitting opposite him.
“Write a novel,” Oda Sakunosuke replied. “A few days ago, he said he would write a novel for me to read, since then, I've seen him constantly typing away at his computer.”
As a chronic procrastinator who hadn't finished a book in years, Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help but feel a bit ashamed when he saw Uchiha Obito typing so diligently.
“Uncle's hobbies are truly extensive,” Uchiha Shisui remarked upon hearing that. After saying goodbye to the other two, he sauntered into Uchiha Itachi's room.
"What are you looking at, little Itachi?" Uchiha Shisui leaned against Uchiha Itachi's desk, bending over to see what was on the other's computer screen.
"Schools." Uchiha Itachi stared intently at the computer screen.
"Is it for Sasuke?" Uchiha Shisui pondered. The only person who could make Uchiha Itachi choose a school so carefully was his beloved younger brother.
Mm-hmm.
Ever since the incident with Senju Hashirama's pregnancy, Uchiha Itachi realized that he should let Sasuke go to school. After all, Sasuke was only 16, by this world's standards, he was still a high school student. Forget being a gang member; he absolutely had to go to school.
"I think the two of them don't have much to do anyway; going to school is indeed a good choice." Uchiha Shisui reached out to lean beside Uchiha Itachi, looking through the school materials together with him.
Uchiha Madara also turned a blind eye to Uchiha Sasuke and Uzumaki Naruto; after all, he had enough manpower, raising two juniors was nothing. He believed that even if he knew he was sending these two to school, he wouldn't have any objections.
Uchiha Itachi quickly gathered a pile of school information, filtering out those with poor reputations, until he was left with a dozen or so schools.
He thought for a moment, then called Sasuke and Uzumaki Naruto over.
"What do Itachi-ge and Shisui-大哥 want to see us for?" Uzumaki Naruto asked curiously.
Uchiha Sasuke shot Uchiha Shisui a glare, wondering why he always seemed to see this guy hanging out with his brother.
You and Naruto-kun are only 16 years old right now, which is the age for high school in this world. However, jumping straight into high school might be a bit difficult to adjust to, so I plan to have you attend the third year of junior high first to help you adapt to the learning pace of this world.
Uchiha Itachi pulled out a stack of documents. "These are the junior high school materials I've collected. Take a look and see which school you'd like to attend, I'll arrange your enrollment."
Naruto and Sasuke..
Who would have thought that the saviors who had already saved the world would still need to continue going to school.
"Aren't you going to take a look, Naruto-kun?" After Uchiha Shisui handed the materials in his hands to Naruto and Sasuke respectively, he saw that Uzumaki Naruto was not flipping through the documents.
"Let Sasuke choose. It doesn't matter which school I go to, as long as I can be with Sasuke," Uzumaki Naruto said, waving his hand.
Hearing this, Uchiha Itachi lifted his eyelids and glanced at him.
Uzumaki Naruto felt a chill. He was a bit puzzled; it wasn't even autumn yet, so why did he feel a sudden coldness throughout his body?
Uchiha Sasuke was still a bit unaccustomed to his brother's gentle and approachable demeanor; he hurriedly flipped through the materials in his hands and pointed to a school that looked very ordinary.
Let's go with this school.
Uchiha Itachi took the documents and looked at them; written on them were two words: Mototada.
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Author's Note: I wrote nearly 8,000 words today. Human potential is truly limitless (facepalm).
Thank you to the little angels who cast Overlord Votes or provided nutrient solution between 2021-07-28 10:46:40 and 2021-07-28 23:02:01~
Thank you to the little angel who dropped a landmine: Cat 1;
Special thanks to the little angel who provided nutrient solution: Jiali, 5 bottles;
Thank you all so much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 47
Tsunayoshi, time to get up! You're going to be late!
Tanana stood at the foot of the stairs, holding a bag while changing her shoes.
I've left your bento on the table for lunch. Mom has already headed out to do some shopping.
"I know!" Tsunayoshi opened one eye to look at the alarm clock, thinking he would sleep for just one more minute before closing his eyes again.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten minutes had already passed.
Ah, how could this happen!" Tsunayoshi leaped from the bed, threw on his shoes, ran downstairs, "I'm doomed, I'm going to be late!
There was no time to eat! Tsunayoshi grabbed a slice of bread from the table, stuffed it in his mouth, grabbed his schoolbag, rushed out the door, sprinting all the way.
Finally arriving near the school, Tsunayoshi was panting heavily from the long run. Before he could even feel relieved, he saw a group of teenagers with pompadours who looked like delinquents.
Oh no, it's Hibari-senpai and the members of the Disciplinary Committee he leads!
The pompadoured Disciplinary Committee member.
Yes, although he looks like a delinquent with that ahoge, he is indeed a member of the Disciplinary Committee.
One of the most unique things about Mototada Junior High School is that it has no delinquents, because all the delinquents have become members of the Disciplinary Committee, the strongest delinquent is the one leading them, Hibari Kyoya—an extraordinary individual who loves his school so much that he has never even graduated.
Since the largest delinquent groups have all joined the Disciplinary Committee, no other delinquents dare to act out, making the school atmosphere at Mototada Junior High unexpectedly very orderly.
Fine, let me die then, Tsunayoshi closed his eyes and charged straight through the school gates.
It didn't hurt? Tsunayoshi opened his eyes and found that not a single part of him was missing.
It seemed he hadn't been bitten to death; he discovered to his surprise that Hibari Kyoya had let him go. He was so lucky!
But it wasn't over yet; Tsunayoshi continued running toward the classroom.
"Committee President?" Kusakabe looked at Hibari Kyoya in confusion, but saw only the other man looking up at the sky.
What was in the sky? He couldn't help but look up and saw a crow flying away.
Tsunayoshi, seeing the classroom doorframe, was incredibly excited. He bent down and hugged the wall as he walked through the back door, wanting to sneak in through the back while the teacher wasn't paying attention.
As a result, the moment he reached the doorway, he tripped over his own feet and went sprawling onto the floor in a star shape.
The students of Class 1, who were listening intently to the lecture, heard a loud crash coming from the back entrance. They turned around only to witness an unidentified object rolling through the doorway, tumbling across the floor until it finally came to a halt against the white wall.
"That hurts!" Tsunayoshi clutched the large bump on his forehead caused by the impact.
"Hahahaha!" The laughter of the entire class pierced the sky.
Ahem." The teacher standing at the lectern coughed to suppress a laugh. "Tsunayoshi, please hurry back to your seat.
How embarrassing! Tsunayoshi's face flushed red as he scrambled up from the floor and sat back in his seat.
Because of this incident, his near-tardiness was almost overlooked, but Tsunayoshi felt he didn't want it to be overlooked; he would have preferred to be scolded a few times rather than making a fool of himself in front of the entire class.
After losing face so badly this morning, Tsunayoshi didn't seek out anyone after class. He sat alone at his desk, chin in hand, gazing melancholically at the utility pole outside the window.
A red-eyed crow perched on the utility pole, as Tsunayoshi stared at it, he felt that something seemed a bit off.
Huh, do crows have red eyes?
"Tsuna!" A hand rested on Tsunayoshi's shoulder.
Ah!" Tsunayoshi shuddered at the hand on his shoulder and looked back, "It's you, Yamamoto-kun.
"Haha, what are you looking at so intently?" Yamamoto Takeshi said, throwing an arm around Tsunayoshi's shoulder.