Konoha Ninja Academy, a Secluded Corner.
"J-Jin, what are you doing?"
Obito leaned against the wall, watching the swaying, drunken Jin with utter fear.
Today, he had actually been feeling somewhat happy.
The hard times were finally over.
But unexpectedly, Jin had cornered him in this secluded spot once again.
"Don't... don't worry! I made thorough preparations today! Definitely gonna hit for 999 damage per slash! Get some epic loot drops!"
Jin let out a drunken hiccup.
Today, Jin had gotten drunk on purpose!
Because previously, no matter how he cut Obito, he hadn't triggered a single reward.
After returning home, Jin "reflected deeply on his painful experience"!
He suddenly wondered—could it be because he wasn't drunk?
So today, a drunk Jin sought out Obito once more.
"I..."
Obito, cornered by Jin, was on the verge of tears.
He couldn't understand a word Jin was saying!
But "999 damage per slash"—that sounded terrifying!
Was Jin really going to kill him this time?!
"Jin, we're here."
Just then, a heavenly voice reached Obito's ears.
"Rin! Are you here to save me!!!"
Tears instantly streamed down Obito's face.
"Huh? You misunderstand, Obito. Jin asked me to keep an watch. He was afraid he might hit a vital spot while drunk. You know I've learned some medical ninjutsu, right?"
Rin glanced shyly at Jin.
She learned medical ninjutsu... for Jin.
GACK—!!!
The touched expression on Obito's face instantly froze.
'So, you're not here to save me, you're Jin's accomplice?!'
Nearby, Kurenai formed hand seals.
Obito felt a wave of dizziness, and then his surroundings drastically changed.
"This is... Genjutsu?"
Obito was truly about to cry now.
'You guys really prepared thoroughly!'
Are you actually planning to kill me this time?!!!
Now, Obito somewhat understood what Jin meant by 'thorough preparations'.
"Jin, move the sword down a bit more. That spot won't work."
"Jin, control your strength a little when you cut. Hmm, probably within three centimeters, shouldn't be a problem."
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Over there, Rin was already gripping Jin's hand, starting to gesture on Obito's body.
"Don't worry, Obito. I learn medical ninjutsu really fast. You'll definitely be fine."
Seeing the fear in Obito's eyes and his bandage-covered body—
Considering they were classmates, Rin felt this was going a bit too far.
So she offered a word of comfort.
"O-Okay... Okay! I believe you, Rin."
Obito choked out through tears.
But he damn well didn't believe Jin!
Right now, Jin was swaying unsteadily, his eyes unfocused.
Clearly drunk.
"Don't... don't worry! My... my swordsmanship is totally reliable!"
Seeing Obito's pitiful state, Jin also offered a word of comfort.
But for Obito, this reassurance held absolutely no persuasive power.
'Your swordsmanship is reliable?' Obito knew that.
But it's reliable when you're cutting down people!!!
"Y-You, hold still! If you keep wobbling like that, what if you cut the wrong spot?"
Jin aimed Shūsui a couple of times, complaining dissatisfiedly.
"I... I'm not moving!"
Obito wailed inwardly.
You're the one moving, okay?!
"Right here!"
Tsz!!!
"Aaaah!!!"
Obito screamed in pain.
"Huh? Th-That went crooked?"
"Why's there still no reward?"
Jin watched Obito clutch his left arm, screaming nonstop.
He mumbled discontentedly.
An idea flickered faintly in his mind, but Jin was too drunk right now to grasp that fleeting spark.
"Pah! Good for nothing!"
After confirming that cutting Obito wouldn't yield any rewards, no matter how he did it—
Jin spat dismissively at Obito, sheathed Shūsui, and swayed away, supported by Rin and Kurenai.
As for Obito, that minor wound just needed a quick bandage at the infirmary.
Just a little blood, basically a scrape.
It was only because this idiot Obito screamed so loudly every time—
Otherwise, Jin wouldn't have needed to bring Kurenai to set up a Genjutsu.
Jin was actually quite precise with his cuts; otherwise, he would have been called in for questioning long ago.
"Good for nothing," huh? Fine, 'good for nothing' it is! As long as I don't get cut anymore!
Obito, still in the corner, let out a long sigh of relief.
After this time, the hard times really seemed to be over.
As for these wounds? They didn't matter anymore. With his constitution, they'd heal in a few days anyway.
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