'Haruto Ueguchi, 26 years old, jonin, unmarried, both parents are no longer in Konoha, raised by his grandfather Gu Yuanguang...'
Obito walked on the country road after the rain, silently recalling the information he had found not long ago.
After being washed by rain, the originally bumpy path became muddy, and the rain water, dyed yellow by the soil, accumulated in mud pits of varying sizes and depths, which made people feel daunted.
But Obito didn't care about these. He was a ninja and had a convenient thing called chakra. Not to mention the muddy path after the rain, even on the cliffs, he could walk on them as if they were flat ground.
He had said before that he would do something for those he had killed, and now he was going to fulfill his promise.
With the convenience provided by Nagase, Obito easily obtained the information of the three Anbu who were killed by him on the night of the Nine-Tails.
The three ANBU are elite ANBU, all of them are jonin. The youngest among them is Haruto Kamikochi, who is twenty-six years old, and the oldest is thirty-four years old. Even their children are chunins.
Haruto Ueguchi is the last of the three ANBU, having already been to the first two.
The oldest Anbu, in fact, his family is still doing pretty well even without him. Years of missions have made the family save a lot of money, and his child has become a Chunin, so he can not only guarantee his own life, but also take care of the family.
Obito chose to help by finding an excuse to give their family a sum of money, then gave his Chunin children some ninjutsu scrolls, and claimed that he was a former junior of the Anbu and that they could come to him for help if they had any problems.
Obito was not wearing a mask, nor did he reveal his real face. He used the transformation technique to transform into a normal-looking version of himself and then performed this process.
Obito actually wanted to help more, but he knew that this was already his limit. To them, Uchiha Obito was a stranger who came to their doorstep by calling himself a junior.
Fortunately, the work of the Anbu cannot be exposed, and they don’t know what their father/husband is doing. They only know that it is a secret that cannot be exposed, otherwise Obito will be in more trouble.
The second Anbu was a little more miserable. When he died, his child was still attending the Ninja School, and he just graduated the year before last.
So he tried every possible way to give money to the second family and tried his best to solve their family's financial difficulties.
As for the last ANBU, Haruto Kamikochi, his family was the most miserable, and Obito estimated that he would have to leave a shadow clone here all the time.
Before Haruto Ueguchi was born, his father was unwilling to live an ordinary life in Konoha, so he followed a caravan to work hard outside.
Konoha is, after all, a ninja military organization. Ordinary people may feel safe and peaceful living here, but if you want to do something about it, you are overthinking.
What ordinary people can do is to open a small shop and do a small business, which is the best.
Unless you choose to become a ninja, your life will be like this.
But you can't become a ninja just because you want to. You need to have the talent to be a ninja.
I don’t know whether he died outside or didn’t want to come back after becoming rich or was too ashamed to return to his hometown because he had achieved nothing. In short, Shangkou Qingren’s father never came back, from the time he left until now.
After giving birth to Haruto Kamigichi, Haruto Kamigichi's mother waited for three years, but Haruto Kamigichi's father did not come back, so she remarried and left Konoha. At that time, the Kamigichi family was very poor.
Both of his parents ran away, so Haruto Kamigamiguchi's grandfather, Mitsuru Kamigamiguchi, took on the responsibility, raised Haruto Kamigamiguchi, and sent him to a ninja school.
I don’t know if it’s because of the psychological trauma left by his unreliable parents, but Haruto Kamikochi is a very taciturn person, not good at interacting with others, and is still single at the age of 26.
After Obito finished reading the information about the three Anbu, he was silent for a long time.
It turned out that he had unknowingly caused so many tragedies, breaking up many intact families.
People like Haruto Kamikochi had such a tragic experience and lost their lives at a young age.
Thinking of this, Obito's footsteps couldn't help but become heavier. He failed to control his chakra and his feet sank into the mud.
The cold muddy water poured into Obito's shoes, stimulating the nerves in his feet and making him more awake.
Obito continued walking with an unchanged expression. Shangkou Guang lived in the more remote western outer circle of Konoha. If the central area of Konoha was compared to a city, this side would be the countryside.
Cities have their advantages. There are roads extending in all directions and all kinds of shops. It is very convenient.
The countryside has its advantages. It is not as crowded as the central city. Every house in the central area is close to each other, and apart from that there are roads. Here, every house has a large yard, and no matter how close they are, they are still separated by two yards.
Obito had made full preparations long ago, so he quickly found where Mitsuru Kamikochi was.
It was a very traditional country wooden house, without even a second floor, but judging from the outside, the first floor seemed large enough.
Entering the yard, Obito noticed that there were some vegetables planted in the yard, and an old man wearing a white shirt, gray trousers and a straw hat on his head was bending over the vegetable garden to weed.
"Who is it?" The old man seemed to hear footsteps. He stood up, still holding the weeds he had just pulled out in his hand, and turned to look at the gate, and saw Obito.
"Hello, I am the junior of Haruto Kamikochi. I heard that..."
"What? Haruto? Hasn't he been dead for several years? You still want to pretend to be Haruto to deceive me."
"I don't have any money to cheat you out of, old man. Go away, go away." The old man gently shook off his hands that were covered with fresh mud, signaling Obito to get out.
"No, I was once taken care of by Haruto-senpai, so..."
"What, you said you're Haruto's son? That kid has never touched a woman in his life."
Obito: …
Obito explained in a gentle voice for a long time, and finally Kamiguchi Mitsuru understood that he was neither a liar who wanted to pretend to be Haruto to deceive him, nor was he Haruto's wandering child.
"I'm sorry, kid. At this age, our eyes and ears don't work well." It seemed that because he understood that Obito was Haruto's former friend, Kamikochi Hikaru's attitude became better.
"It's okay, I don't mind. If you have any difficulties in life, please help me tell him. I have been taken care of by Senior Haruto, and now it's time to repay him." Obito said.
"It's not a big deal. I'm just an old man and it doesn't cost much. If you really want to repay Qingren, you can just help him sweep the grave and pay homage to him when you are free." Shangkou Guang said with a smile.
"I don't know how many years I can live. After I die, let alone his grave, I don't know if anyone will come to sweep my grave." The old man sighed.
Obito was somewhat moved. The old man standing in front of him at this moment was hunched over, his waist was bent by the heavy weight of life, and his eyes were very cloudy, so cloudy that Obito doubted whether he could see the road clearly.
Kamikochi invited Obito into the house for tea, and Obito thought about it and followed him in.
Shangkouguang approached the teapot as if he wanted to put his eyes into it, slowly put the broken tea leaves into the large teapot with a historical atmosphere, and then picked up the boiled water and slowly poured it in.
He poured very slowly, and only started after staring for a long time. Watching the old man slowly make the tea step by step, Obito often had the urge to rush forward to help, but in the end he did not act.
This is one of the few tasks that an old man can complete independently. Are you rushing forward to grab a sense of presence
"Thank you." Obito thanked while holding the teacup.
"Haha, what are you thanking me for? It's not a good thing." The old man laughed cheerfully.
Obito drank his tea slowly, but his attention was all on the house. He was not a person who knew how to drink tea, and he wanted to know more about the old man's current situation.
The furnishings in the house were very similar to the home he remembered from his childhood. That was a very distant memory, so distant that Obito doubted if it was real, because his home now was no longer like that.
Obito rarely found modern products in the house. The most advanced one was probably the TV with a fat butt. However, even this TV was considered a backward product in Konoha today and few people used it.
As if noticing that Obito's eyes were on the TV, Kamikochi said, "Ah, Haruto, what a waste of money buying a TV..."
The old man kept talking on and on, saying that he didn't like TV, and that Haruto rarely came back (Anbu mission), so no one used the TV after he bought it. Last time, he suddenly wanted to turn it on on a whim, but found that it was broken.
Obito thought about it, walked to the TV and started tinkering with it.
"Can you repair TVs?" Shangkou Guang asked curiously.
Ten minutes later, Obito was lost in thought as he stared at the still dark TV.
When it comes to modern equipment, he is not as good as Shangkou Guang.
He was busy with various conspiracies all day, thinking about how to deal with Nagase, how to resolve the backup plan left by Madara, and how to fool Nagato. He had no time to familiarize himself with the modern machines that were changing with each passing day.
It would be too incongruous for a villain like him who intends to subvert the world to stay in a dark and gloomy base watching TV and comedy shows.
"It looks like it's completely broken. We should sell it as scrap metal when we have time." Shangkou Guang seemed to think that the TV was completely damaged and even young people couldn't fix it.
Obito remained silent, not knowing what to say.
Later, Obito helped Kamikochi Mitsuru clean the house. During the whole process, Kamikochi Mitsuru followed behind Obito and helped him.
Maybe it was because Obito helped clean the house, or maybe he chatted with the old man for a long time. When the sun went down and Obito was about to leave, Kamikochi Mitsuru called Obito and asked him to stay for dinner.
Obito hesitated for a moment, then agreed.
He had originally planned to go back today and then find a way to stay with the old man tomorrow.
After spending half a day with the old man, he realized that money is not necessary for the old man, what he needs is companionship.
The kitchen is a separate cabin, built alongside the house but not connected.
When Obito came to the kitchen, he found that the old man was still using firewood to cook. There were some wood and some dry and tiny plant strands piled up in the kitchen.
When the idea of buying a set of modern cooking equipment for the old man came to Obito's mind, he immediately rejected his idea.
The old man has been cooking like this for decades. At his age, it would be difficult for him to get familiar with a completely new and unfamiliar piece of equipment.
However, the old man can still use some modern things. At least Obito saw that the old man was using a lighter, not a flint or rubbing two sticks together to make fire.
"This is really a good thing. It makes it much more convenient to make a fire." The old man said with a smile while holding the lighter.
During the cooking process, Obito did not just sit there and watch. He helped the old man wash the vegetables and took the bowls.
As he was getting the bowl quickly, Obito noticed that it wasn't very clean, but when he asked for it quickly, the old man specifically said that he would wash the bowl after eating, and would clean the whole thing from time to time.
Did the old man deceive him? Doesn’t the old man like cleanliness
Of course not. Obito immediately understood the reason. The old man's eyesight was not good. Perhaps, in his eyes, he had already cleaned himself.
Obito didn't say anything, he just washed it again silently.
While eating, the old man picked up the quick-dish and found it a little wet, so he smiled and said, "You young people just like to be clean, which is good."
There were three dishes on the table, two of which were common vegetables grown in the fields, and the third one was actually stir-fried vegetables, but it also contained a lot of meat.
"Can you tell me how you got to know Haruto?" the old man asked with a smile.
"That child has had few friends since he was little, and he has been acting mysterious all the time since he grew up."
Obito thought for a moment and said, "The reason why you feel this way, Grandpa Kou, is because the department where Haruto-senpai and I are located belongs to a secret department and cannot be leaked. So you think he is mysterious all day long, but it is actually because of work needs."
"Secret department? Need to keep it secret? Forget it, you'd better not tell me." After all, they were in Konoha, and Shangkou Guang knew a few things. Ninjas were different from ordinary people.
"It's okay. I won't tell anyone if I see something that needs to be kept secret." Obito smiled, and then told the story he had made up before coming here.
"I'm a newcomer in the department. Because it's a secret department, I'm responsible for important tasks, and I'm too young, so I'm not favored or welcomed in the department. Only Senior Haruto is not like that, and then..."
"Haruto has been unpopular since he was a child, so he might be able to empathize with others," the old man sighed.
Time passed quickly as they chatted. When Obito was about to leave, the old man asked him to wait a moment and then walked into the house.
The old man stuffed a few thousand taels of paper money into Obito's hand and said, "Kid, there is really no way to cheat me here. If you have difficulties in life, just take this money and find a stable job. Don't think of any evil ways."
Obito:
So he has always been considered a liar.