This Ninja Is Obviously Not Strong but Really Hard to Kill

When Madara arrived outside, he glanced at Shinomiya Aoba, who was frantically chanting 'You can't see me, you can't see me', and didn't pursue the matter of him hiding outside and eavesdropping.

Or rather, if Shinomiya Aoba could avoid his perception and hide outside to eavesdrop, that would be called ability!

He just didn't care.

"I'll leave the person inside to you. No matter what he wants to do, there's no need to stop him. As long as he doesn't die, it'll be fine."

"Yes, Madara-sama."

Only then did Shinomiya Aoba stop pretending to be an ostrich and reply as if he was relieved.

Madara had always been acting, and he was also acting!

Now, he was finally able to openly interact with Obito, the future big boss. He was now a pitiful child.

After Madara left, a ray of light flashed in Shinomiya Aoba's eyes. Then, he quickly retracted his gaze and turned to walk into Obito's room.

As soon as he walked in, he happened to see Obito struggling to crawl down from the bed. With a plop, he knelt in front of him.

If it were for animation, there should be a large flock of crows flying over the screen.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time, and the air seemed to have frozen.

"Uh, is it already New Year outside? I haven't prepared any New Year money."

"Alright, hurry up and get up. You're quite sensible. You actually know how to pay respects to the docks. Alright, you can follow me from now on. I'll protect you here. As long as you don't provoke that old man just now, you will be okay. Or rather, if you have a piece of meat to eat, Zetsu will have a piece of your bones to chew on!"

As he spoke, Shinomiya Aoba patted Obito's shoulder, who had a dumbfounded look on his face.

Sigh, it can't be helped. This body of his is only 4 years old. At this time, Obito should be 13 years old. To be able to barely pat his shoulder, he has to rely on Obito's cooperation. Well, it is definitely not to complain that this guy is short!

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Looking at his little brother who he had just accepted, lying on the ground like a big vegetable worm, he was in so much pain that he broke out in cold sweat. Aoba looked at his little palm in confusion.

'There's nothing… There is nothing on my hand, it should not be so powerful, right?'

'Could it be that this young master's golden finger had finally bypassed the activation mission and protected the owner on its own?'

'I wonder if this little bun of mine, with its big fist, can hammer that old helper Madara to death?'

After thinking for a while, seeing that Obito was still climbing out with so much perseverance, he could not help but have a few black lines on his forehead.

"I say, don't bring me along even if you want to die…. Madara-sama said that as long as you don't die, anything is fine. But if you continue to do this, the artificial body of Hashirama that the Lord gave you will be scattered. At that time, you will be dead for sure."

"I want to leave this place. Kakashi... Rin... wait for me."

Pa!

Aoba slapped his forehead. Sure enough, a one-track mind was the most annoying thing!

After taking two deep breaths and calming himself down, he squatted back on the ground and was ready to argue with this guy.

'F*ck, if not for the fact that your life and death were related to whether or not my mission could be completed, I wouldn't care about you!'

"Listen, I have something to tell you. See if this is the truth. With your current physical condition, don't talk about whether you can get out or not. Even if you go out, what if you meet the enemy?"

"It doesn't matter if you die. What if you are caught?"

"What you just said, what if Rin knows the news, will she come to save you? When the enemy sets a trap, all the people who come to save you will die, and then you can get information from your heads. At that time, all of you will be the sinners of the village."

"And you are the culprit who caused the death of your friend and caused the village to suffer a huge loss. Can you understand my analysis?"

Obito finally stopped squirming. He didn't say a word, but the cold sweat on his forehead showed that he was not calm at this time.

Seeing this, Aoba laughed in his heart.

Against this kind of stubborn hot-blooded young man, it was useless to tell them the pros and cons. He didn't even care about his little life, what was there to be afraid of?

At this time, Obito only had two thoughts. One was Kakashi-Rin, and the other was the village.

That's right. The importance of the village in Obito's heart was no match for the first two. Just look at what Obito did after he turned black. He hated Kakashi but refused to kill him several times. However, he was ruthless when dealing with Konoha. He released Bijuu and Peien. He was simply heartless.

Therefore, no matter how many reasons he had, it was better to scare him with the safety of Kakashi and Rin.

Therefore, Obito finally quieted down.

"You are right. With my current appearance, even if I find Kakashi and Rin, I will only be a burden. The war outside is not over yet. I need to recover first and then help them."

Congratulations, you have learned to answer!

Aoba gave him a thumbs-up, then patted the ground and shouted, "Two people, help me send him back to the bed."

As soon as he finished speaking, two White Zetsu clones emerged from the ground, giving Obito a fright.

"Oh right, what's your name?"

Obito, who was supported up by White Zetsu's clone, suddenly asked.

"Shinomiya Aoba, a war orphan saved by Madara-sama.I am currently a servant here." Aoba narrowed his eyes and said with a smile. It seemed that he was not ashamed of being a servant at all and was also very glorious.

When Obito heard the words "war orphan", he was obviously stunned, and then the vigilance on his face suddenly lessened a lot. "My name is Uchiha Obito, and I am someone who will become the Hokage in the future. Don't worry, the war will end soon. At that time, you don't need to hide here anymore."

Aoba smiled and nodded as if he agreed with his point of view.

But in fact, it was...

'Well, as expected for Naruto mange. The experience and character before the black transformation were completely the main character template. But then there's the whole 'returns' thing and he turns out to be the villain BOSS candidate, a really sad reminder.'

'There is also this extremely naive side of him, it really makes one unable to bear to look straight at him.'

'But forget it, it's none of my business!'

'The earlier I activate the golden finger, the earlier I will escape, the better. This big ship that is destined to sink, it is better to escape as soon as possible.'

'But perhaps I could take advantage of this time to fill up the favorability as soon as possible, so as to avoid Obito's black transformation.'

Shinomiya Aoba shook his head and sighed as he went to prepare dinner. Although he was the only one to eat, there was nothing wrong with making a sumptuous meal as a celebration.

What he didn't know was what kind of inspiration he had given Madara when he said these words to Obito just now.

As a result, he inexplicably took part of the responsibility that he should not have taken on because of Rin's death and Obito's blackening.