This Ninja Is Obviously Not Strong but Really Hard to Kill

The days passed by peacefully like this. This damned place was dark and the sun could not be seen. In addition, Madara had blocked all the entrances and exits of the tunnel. As a result, Aoba and Obito, who could not go out, had no idea how much time had passed.

However, as his appetite grew, his body, which had been malnourished, slowly recovered. There was even meat on his face. Aoba was quite happy about this change.

As Obito worked hard day by day to recover, he gradually recovered some of his mobility. At least now he could stand up and walk on his own. He no longer needed the help of White Zetsu's avatar.

The fusion of the artificial bodies was very smooth. At this rate, Obito would be completely healed in less than a year.

...…

On this day, Aoba was sitting on Obito's back, holding a bowl and eating wildly. Obito, who was under him, was struggling to rise and fall, and sweat kept falling down his cheeks.

"998... 9999... 1000!"

Plop!

Obito, who had completed a thousand push-ups in a single breath under the state of 'weight', finally could not hold on any longer and directly fell to the ground.

"I've finally adapted to this body. Wait for me. Soon... I will see you again soon. Rin, Kakashi." Obito, whose hair had grown a lot longer, thought to himself as he felt the power gushing out of his body.

At the same time, Aoba stuffed the last piece of meat into his mouth and jumped off Obito.

Although Madara had not taught him any cultivation methods during this period of time, he had successfully learned some of the most basic physical training from the mouth of this idiot Obito. Moreover, he had accompanied Obito during his free time to carry out exercises together with him. In the end, he did not become a little fatty and even gained a lot of strength.

As for what he had done, Madara had always seen it all, but he did not say or do anything. He did not stop him from training alone, nor did he teach him anything. It was as if he was completely free. It could not be compared to the care he had for Obito.

This also made Aoba gradually have a bad idea. He wondered if he had guessed wrong. He couldn't figure out why Madara would save him and let him stay here to eat and drink for nothing.

There must be some reason that he didn't know!

However, no matter how much he knocked on White Zetsu, he couldn't get anything out of it. It made him think that this old man was a warm-hearted person.

At this time, White Zetsu suddenly drilled out of the wall and shouted at Obito anxiously, "I just went outside. The situation between Rin and that idiot Kakashi is very bad!"

Aoba, who was about to wash the dishes, suddenly stopped.

'Is it finally going to start?'

After waiting for so long, it seemed that Madara's plan had been completely completed. Now, he was only waiting for Obito, the actor, to take his place.

And he could also take this opportunity to complete his mission and leave this damned place.

However, for some reason, he could not feel happy at all when this day really came.

Because soon, that idiot Obito would disappear completely. Instead, it was Madara who had built it all by himself. He was born in hell and wanted to subvert the entire world. He was a pitiful person who could not truly be freed even in death.

Although the time they spent together was not particularly long, after a few months, they had been together day and night, bickering with each other. He had to admit that he did not hate this idiot.

Even though Obito never admitted that he was his little brother...

So was he really going to let this idiot experience the endless darkness of despair?

Aoba clenched his fists tightly. He really wanted to tell Obito the truth and tell him not to go, but at the same time, he also knew, the moment he opened his mouth, he would die without a burial!

Madara, who had been plotting for so long, would never allow anyone to ruin his plans at this time. Not to mention a brat like him who had no one to rely on and could be easily crushed to death.

So in order to survive, he could only pretend that he did not know anything.

"I'm sorry, please forgive my selfishness."

....

"What happened"

"The two of them are surrounded by Kirigakure's ninjas!"

The moment White Zetsu shouted this, Obito's expression immediately changed. Then, without thinking, he jumped up from the ground and rushed to the heavy boulder door. He used all his strength to punch down!

However, his all-out punch only shattered the surface of the stone door. On the contrary, the right arm of the artificial body, which he had just adapted to, could not withstand the impact and directly broke and fell to the ground.

Obito groaned in pain and then used his left hand to cover his broken right arm.

"Your current body can't break this stone door."

White Zetsu's clone, whose head seemed to be painted with circles of masks, jumped directly behind him and confessed this fact.

"I have to save Kakashi and Rin."

Obito's insistence seemed to have moved it.

"Then put on my body."

As he spoke, White Zetsu's clone directly wrapped around Obito's body.

"Aren't you Madara's subordinates? Why?"

"Let's go. Aren't you going to save Kakashi and Rin? If you're late..."

"Thank you!"

Boom!

Obito, who had been sold, didn't even know that after thanking them, he stepped forward and smashed the entire stone door!

"You borrowed the power of the golem while you were connected to the roots. Well done!" White Zetsu praised generously from the wall.

"Are you leaving?"

It was only at this time that Madara seemed to react. He looked up and asked quietly.

"I am very grateful that you saved me. But I have to go. I have to go."

"You are too anxious. It is still too early to thank me."

"I don't think I will come back."

At this time, Aoba gritted his teeth, walked out, and said, "Do you have to go? Your body is still..."

Noticing the concern in Aoba's eyes, Obito felt warm in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face. "I have to go! Thank you for taking care of me during this period of time. When the war is over, I will come back to pick you up according to the agreement. Or you can also ask White Zetsu to send you to Konoha. You will definitely see me there. "

Alas!

Aoba sighed helplessly in his heart. When he spoke just now, Madara had already looked at him without leaving a trace. He had taken such a big risk and had already hinted at everything he could. However, this idiot Obito still thought that he was unwilling to leave on his own. His IQ was really hopeless.

"In short, I have already thanked you. I'm leaving."

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[Author Note:

PS: Please, please collect, ask for investment. Speaking of which, there is no one else who has sent this letter. My editor seems to still be on vacation, so much so that he hasn't replied to me for two days... I'm so sad.]