I play DOTA in Naruto

He lost to Kakashi again, and this time he lost even more completely.

Even though Uchiha Obito has always been a character who becomes more courageous with every setback and never admits defeat, this result still made him feel desperate.

Do you really want to be like that rare beast of Metkai, join in and learn his swordsmanship from Kakashi if you can't defeat him?

Obito felt very unwilling.

Looking at the door of his home that was already in front of him, he quickly suppressed the many emotions on his face, put on that bright yet heartless smile, and opened the door.

"Grandma, I'm back."

His parents were only two vague shadows in his memory. He and his grandmother depended on each other, and he didn't want her to worry about him.

However, when he walked into the house, he didn't hear the familiar voice from the past. He couldn't help but called out again worriedly. He walked a little faster and ran across the courtyard in a few steps. At this time, he came to where grandma was. kitchen.

"grandmother?!"

Looking towards the kitchen, there was no one in the kitchen. Not only that, the various kitchen utensils in the kitchen were still in their original positions and seemed to have not been touched.

"grandmother?!"

At this time, Obito was really panicked. He couldn't help shouting louder and prepared to search for traces of grandma in various rooms.

"keep the change."

However, before he could finish his shouting, a somewhat unfamiliar hoarse voice came from the main hall, which made his face stiffen and his whole person became nervous.

He was a little afraid in his heart, but he still mustered up all his courage and slowly walked towards the main hall step by step. In order to encourage himself, he also held the wood-carved shuriken in his pocket in his hand.

Although this shuriken made of wood is actually not lethal at all.

He walked the short distance of a few meters for half a minute.

"Gudong."

Finally, he came to the closed door. After swallowing a gulp of saliva and mustering up his last courage, he suddenly pushed open the ajar door and rushed in with a shout.

However, maybe because he was too nervous, or maybe because he was only looking at the situation in the main hall and did not pay attention to his feet. As soon as he rushed in, he fell into the mud with a "pop".

"Heh, it looks like you're not as reckless as you usually seem,"

Obito, who had been thrown to pieces and was grinning, heard the hoarse voice again in his ears. He quickly put his hands on the ground and rolled like a donkey. After avoiding the non-existent attack, he got up. Come.

"However, you are indeed as weak as others say."

Obito had just gotten up, and before he could see the other party's face clearly, the other party's voice rang again.

But this time, Obito, who finally heard what the other party said clearly, became angry instantly and glared at the other party, as if he wanted to prove that he was not weak.

It was only then that he finally saw the other party's appearance clearly for the first time.

Her long black hair sets off her increasingly pale skin, and there are two simple earrings hanging on her ears. The most special thing is naturally the tawny, snake-like vertical pupils.

"Big, Oshemaru-sama?"

The anger on Obito's face disappeared, replaced by a look of disbelief.

Obito, who has always wanted to become a powerful ninja, dreamed of becoming a hero of the village, or even becoming Hokage, is quite familiar with Orochimaru, one of the three Konoha ninja who became a hero in the past war. He can even be regarded as his idol.

Although it needs to be ranked behind the two people of Konoha White Fang and Yellow Flash. . .

"Oh, it seems you know me."

Orochimaru raised his eyebrows, but he wasn't too surprised.

Under Sarutobi Hiruzen's deliberate publicity, the titles of Konoha White Fang, Sannin, and Yellow Flash had already spread throughout Konoha.

"The Sannin of Konoha, of course I know you, Orochimaru-sama."

The disbelief on Obito's face had turned into ecstasy.

Because of Kakashi's relationship, he has already seen Konoha White Fang and Yellow Flash. Now, he has even seen Orochimaru, the most mysterious among the three ninjas. If he tells it, he will definitely become the envy of everyone.

"But, Orochimaru-sama, why did you appear in my home, and where did my grandma go?"

Fortunately, although he was happy in his heart, he was not completely convinced yet. He immediately recalled it and couldn't help asking with a strange and worried look on his face.

"Heh, it seems you are not as stupid and unworthy as others say."

Orochimaru couldn't help laughing again and stood up.

"That, that's all those guys' slander against me. They are envious and jealous of me."

Obito couldn't help but blush when he heard that he was actually killed by Orochimaru.

"Oh, really?"

Orochimaru couldn't help but look into his eyes with a strange expression.

"I, I, I..."

Obito was a little embarrassed by the stares and couldn't help but avoid Orochimaru's gaze.

"As long as I open my eyes, none of those guys will be my opponent, even that arrogant guy Kakashi."

As if he didn't want to show his timidity in front of Orochimaru, he blushed, and immediately took the initiative to meet Orochimaru's playful eyes, and said in an extremely affirmative tone.

"Ha, among the Uchiha clan, there are only a few people who can finally open their eyes, and most of them are geniuses with higher status and have received strict teaching since childhood. People like you can only live on the edge, and there are no Uchiha How dare you even think about opening your eyes to an orphan who has been taught by ninjas since childhood?"

Obito's heroic words were exchanged for Orochimaru's merciless ridicule and belittling.

"me..."

Obito was angry and anxious. He didn't want to admit that what Orochimaru said was true, but deep inside, he felt a sense of despair.

Indeed, there may not be even one child in a hundred who is able to open the Sharingan in the end. The vast majority of people eventually become ordinary people who use various means to make a living on this street. .

"Are you feeling very unwilling?"

Looking at Obito who clenched his fists unwillingly, but the original light in his eyes dimmed, Orochimaru curved the corner of his mouth, walked to Obito, and asked in a bewitching tone.

"Do you really want to open your Sharingan as soon as possible and make those who look down on you and laugh at you regret it? Teach those who used to be you a lesson? Become an excellent ninja and make your grandma and your companions proud of you? "

"I, I, of course I want to."

Obito's little face was full of expectation, unwillingness and bewilderment.

"But, I, I don't know what to do."

Although he has always dreamed of opening the Sharingan, he has almost no guidance from the ninjas in his clan. The only thing he can do is to wear goggles and do health exercises very seriously every day to protect his eyes.

"Oh, then it depends on how determined you are."

Orochimaru's smile seemed to be filled with hope in Obito's eyes.